A/N: This is a series of one shots about various characters in the Naruto world. Most will contain violence, rape, incest and/or shota situations. If this is not your thing, don't read. They are a birthday present for a friend. Hope you like them Sky!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. Many of these stories are very angsty! Rated R for a reason!

Naruto's Story

Naruto cowered and covered his face with his arms as the bottle almost hit his head, smashing on the wall that his back was against. Pieces of glass dug into his flesh making his young, innocent eyes water.

The skinny ten year old was almost used to this kind of treatment, but it didn't make it any less hard to take. He couldn't remember a time when he wasn't abused in one way or another. It used to be just neglect and silent hate when he was really young, but ever since he turned seven and started going out on his own, violence seemed to follow him everywhere. Like today, he had just been on his way home from training after school, when three large, rough men dragged him down an alley to beat him. He shouldn't have stayed so late. He shouldn't have trained so long. He should have noticed that the sun was going down. It was always worse if they caught him after dark. He could smell alcohol on them explaining why they would want to hurt someone who had never done anything to them. It was enough of a reason for the young blond who had tried to come up with another reason all his life but was left with no explanation for the scars they left him with, except the alcohol. He tried not to think about the way everyone looked and acted around him all day. Maybe it was because he was poor. People have hated for less than that.

The men were laughing now pointing at the blood dripping down Naruto's face and arms. The smallest of the three fished another bottle out of the dumpster at the end of the alley where they were standing; the only end of the alley that held escape. The bottle struck on his other side this time but the blond had anticipated and turned so that his back absorbed most of the flying glass. The man let out a growl of rage for having missed hitting the boy directly. He didn't even draw blood with his throw. He moved to look for another bottle but the largest of the three men stopped him.

"Gimme your belts boys," he drawled. The others grinned evilly and removed their belts.

"Friend of mine said the blond piece of shit is the best piece of ass in town. Says he screams like a little girl and is twice as tight. Now we're in a somewhat public place so we'll have to skip the screaming but we could always take him out of town if he's as good as I think he'll be." The man started advancing on the blond and his buddies followed behind making sure that Naruto could not escape. The blue eyes darted around wildly. Why did this happen so much now. It used to be only once or twice a year that someone would try to force him but now it was happening once or twice a month. It was by far the most painful thing that anyone had done to him and he'd seen it all. It usually took at least a week if not two for it to heal after a man raped him; so now it seemed like he hardly had time to recover before someone was ripping him apart again. His eyes fell on a fire escape to his left. He jumped in vain trying to reach the lowest bar on the ladder but was at least a foot to short to reach. Strong hands grabbed him from behind and slammed him against the wall dazing him. A belt was fastened around his wrists behind his back and one around his head acting as a gag to muffle his screams. His shirt was cut off and his pants were removed as he was pushed over some crates that had been discarded in the alley. The man wasted no time in entering him in one swift thrust. The blond screamed in pain into his gag. The man took the last belt and began lashing Naruto's small tanned back. Tears streamed from his blue eyes as the blonde's muffled shrieks echoed down the alley.

"Oh yeah, you're so tight!" The man grunted as he handed off the belt to one of his buddies to whip the fair-haired boy so he could hold Naruto's hips with both hands, thrusting into him even deeper.

"Oh, fuck yeah! You like that you little bitch? Oh yeah… huhhhn!" He emptied himself into the small, tanned body, smacking Naruto's ass as he pulled out. He took back the belt and whipped the boy mercilessly laying it harshly across the small back, legs and ass. The smallest man undid his pants and positioned himself behind the now bruised child. He inserted himself and began thrusting making the blond scream anew then someone yelled from the entrance to the alley,

"Hey! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Iruka was exhausted. Class was rough today. The kids were brats and that damn fox thing fell asleep in class. How could they let a demon like that around the other kids? It was clearly a bad influence on them. A fowl taste filled him mouth. Was it rage or hate that he tasted today? That…thing…stole his parents; ruined his life; changed him completely. Now he had to face it everyday at school. He grumbled to himself as he slowly headed home. Something caught his attention. What the hell was that? It sounded like someone was hurt. He carefully tuned his ears to the sound of the cries and followed it towards and alley. It took him a moment to find the source of the sounds and even longer for his brain to process what he was seeing. Three very large men were standing around jeering at what he could only assume was a person. No, no it was a child! They were raping a small boy! One man seemed to have finished and grabbed a belt from his companion and began to thrash the boy pitilessly. Iruka could hear the child's stifled squeals ringing off of the walls of the filthy alley. Another man undid his pants and stepped behind the boy, pushing deep inside of him. The blond slowly lifted his head as if it weighed way to much, his blue eyes landed on Iruka, full of pain and fear. Iruka's voice unstuck from his throat and he heard himself yelling.

The three men at the end of the alley looked up, started by the angry voice.

"Fuck off. This ain't your business! My buddies here will finish up and we'll be on our way. That is unless you want some?" He sneered at the brunet who was till somewhat paralyzed in shock. Iruka's stomach churned and he grabbed a kunai knife from his leg and took an aggressive stance.

"Get away from him," He snarled advancing on the group. "Now!"

The smallest man removed himself from Naruto's ass and struck the blond in the mouth, sending a spurt of blood flying against the wall. He was clearly enraged that he had not gotten a chance to finish what he started. The middle sized man walked past Iruka clearly embarrassed at being caught. The largest man sauntered past the brunet smirking after giving Naruto's ass a firm smack that said 'We'll be back.' Iruka exhaled slowly and then rushed down the alley to the child's aid. Who was this poor kid? What if it was one of his students!?! The blond tensed and squealed pathetically as Iruka approached.

"Shhh. It's okay. I'm going to help you. Just relax. I'll untie you." Iruka released the restraint that bound the small child's arms behind his back. Scowling at the horrific welts on the arms left by the belting the boy had received. He very gently removed the boy's gag and very gently rubbed the boy's head where marks had formed. The boy raised his head and looked back at the brunette who had saved him.

"I..uka…sens…" Hi voice, raspy from screaming, trailed off. Suddenly the blond launched his naked form at his sensei gripping his shirt with such force that it surprised the teacher. The blond sobbed and screamed uncontrollably into the man's chest, hands grasping franticly as if afraid to let go. Iruka was completely unaware that he had scooped the child up into his arms and was carrying him towards his apartment speaking soothingly to the distraught child. He was hardly aware of the words that were tumbling from his mouth.

"Shhh. It's okay. I'm here. I'll look after you."

Iruka practically kick his door in and gently laid the blond on the couch covering him with a blanket. He quickly closed the door and rushed to the bathroom and turned on the tub, adjusting the heat so it wouldn't burn the boy's ravaged body. He motioned for the boy to join him but Naruto was in shock. He was staring at a spot on the floor like it held the answers to all his problems, but it was speaking a foreign language. Iruka walked back to the living room and scooped the boy into his arms and walked him to the tub before setting him on the floor. The fair haired child swayed slightly. Iruka raised a hand to stable him but Naruto flinched, his grasp on the blanket turning his knuckles white. Iruka dropped his hand and tried to keep is voice steady; emotion threatening to overwhelm him.

"Naruto, it's okay. I won't hurt you. Naruto look at me." The blond slowly raised his impossibly blue eyes to meet the deep brown ones. Iruka felt like he could cry. The watery pools of blue seemed to excrete the pain and trauma that the poor youngster had experienced in his few years. Naruto made a move to drop the blanket but hesitated. Knowingly Iruka turned his back and grabbed as many cloths as he could find along with a large bath sponge. He heard Naruto slip into the bath and threw the face cloths into the bath over the tanned figure's lap.

"Use them to cover yourself." He snatched the first aid kit and moved back to the tub. The boy was staring at the water and wouldn't meet his teacher's gaze. Iruka began gently washing the boy, careful not to put to much pressure on his wounds or to touch him in a way that was inappropriate. He tenderly washed the child's welted back muttering to himself.

"Savages… heartless sons of bitches… you're just a kid." After the youngster's body had been gently cleaned he moved in front of the blond to wash off his face. A large purple bruise was forming on Naruto's jaw line and there was dried blood on his cheek. The cinnamon man's brow furrowed with concern and pity. The blond raised his tortured blue eyes to the chocolate gaze. Iruka beheld the not yet shattered innocence in the aquamarine orbs and wondered how he could not have seen the child for what he was…just that, a child. He grabbed a cloth that was floating aimlessly in the tub and tried not to notice how Naruto tensed when his hand entered the water. He brought the cloth to the blonde's face gingerly wiping the dirt and blood away. He tired to concentrate on his hands but was unable to keep his eyes from glancing back to the melancholy, cerulean eyes. He finished washing the boy's face and grabbed a towel from the rack.

"Go ahead and dry off, I'll try and find you something to wear." He retreated from the bathroom glancing back to see the child raise himself out of the water. He would have found the small, tanned, taught body erotic if he hadn't been disgusted by the by the cuts and bruises that encompassed the child's body. He quickly withdrew to his room and pulled a ridiculous orange outfit from his closet. He had worn it when he was young. What was he thinking? It would be a little big on the blond preteen but it would do for now. He rejoined Naruto in the bathroom handing the outfit informing him that he could keep it. The fair haired boy took the clothes and mouthed a small thank you as Iruka left the room to return to the living room. He sat on the couch and cradled his head in his hands. How could he have been so blind? The child always was covered in bruises but he thought that Naruto had been picking fights. The reason the blond was falling asleep in class was probably because he was afraid to sleep any other time. He looked up surprised to see the child sitting on the couch and staring at the floor again. Iruka made a move to gain the child's attention and was stunned to see that the boy's eyes were brimming with tears. Naruto raised his gaze to meet his sensei's. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he burst out into sobs.

"Why? Why do they hate me? Why does everyone hate me? What did I do? I don't… I don't understand!!" Iruka pulled the boy into his body and gently stoked his blond spikes. The blond was suddenly telling him everything between gasping for air. The blond confessed about the first time he was being beaten and a man had pushed him to his knees and forced his member into his mouth. He talked about the taste and the revolting smell. About the first time that someone had dropped his pants and bent him over a parked car. About the people who had hurt him in so many way for as long as he could remember. Iruka felt queasy with guilt as Naruto talked about the cold reactions he received from the villagers.

"Naruto, I'm sorry. I should have noticed. I should have been there for you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He was completely unawares that he was kissing the top of Naruto's head as he apologized. He clutched the child to him as Naruto sobbed into his chest. Iruka scooped the child into his arms and carried him to his bedroom. He laid the blond child on the bed, almost desperate to show him that a touch could be tender and romantic but the frightened look in Naruto's eyes affirmed what he was really thinking.

"Get some rest. I'll sleep on the couch. If you need anything just come and get me." Naruto removed his shirt and slid beneath the covers. Iruka retreated to the living room and stretched out on the couch. No he would never do that. He would never touch Naruto that way. Naruto needed someone who would look after him no matter what. Someone he could trust no matter what happened, and he was going to be that person. He'd protect him form anything including, no, especially from himself.

A/N: If you have any suggestions for future additions I'm happy to hear them!!! Also I'm not the best editor so if you see any glaring errors please let me know. Oh yeah and the more review I receive the faster I'll get my next story up.