Hey guys! So this is my first SasuNaru fanfiction and I'm so happy! ^-^ I've been dying to post it. Anyway I'm going to keep this little ramble short and sweet, ok maybe not sweet…. Anyway I hope you guys like it as much as I liked writing it.

Warning: this is going to contain boyxboy, a.k.a Shounen Ai, so homophobes begone! May the power or Christ compel you! Also it contains crude language and later on in the fights some gore.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters…. Yet *evil laugh*

I heard a loud crash coming from downstairs, waking me up from my deep slumber. I looked out the window to see if it was morning already, but it was still pitch black outside, the only light shining was being provided by the half moon and starry sky. Another loud crash made me decide to go and inspect what was happening. 'Maybe mamy is on her period again.' I snickered at my though.

"Mamy?" I call out to my mum, only to be answered by silence.

"Paaaapyyyyy?" I try calling out to my dad this time, adding a bit more volume. This time I was answered with, what seemed to be someone thrashing, as if struggling against something. I followed the sound and ended up in front of the kitchen doors. I gulped down the lump in my throat, creaked open the door, and snuck a peek inside. My eyes took a while to adjust to the darkness, but there was a figure, that didn't belong to neither papy nor mamy. The figure had its back facing me, and as my eyes got adjusted I could see that he was tall and lean. His skin was so pale it could rival snow itself and to contrast his white skin was ebony hair which hung to his back.

He seemed to be talking to someone, so risking the chances I opened the door a bit more to see who he was talking to, it seemed as though he hadn't noticed me yet, thankfully. I searched the darkness, searching for either my mother or my father, and to my horror I saw them… but not as I expected… their bodies laid there, lifeless…

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I woke up with my body covered in sweat. 'That dream again…' 'You know that it's not a dream' Kyuubi's voice echoes loud and raging in my head, reminding me that that 'dream' was not a dream, but a memory. I know better than to reply to him, so I just push him to the depths of my subconscious.

I decide it's about time get up and start my chores, but I'm halted as a searing pain shoots up from my spine, reminding me of last night's occurrence. –Sigh- welcome to my life.

My name is Naruto Uzumaki, 19 years old. I live in Rome, in Master Orochimaru's house. The reason I call him master and that I live with him are quite simple, yet they hurt like shit. 7 years ago he had killed my parents, and I was peeking from the door, after I saw my parent's bodies I had screamed to which he then took notice of me. Soon after, he took me to Rome to which I became his slave… but not just any slave I became his pleasure slave, as I like to call it, you know to make me sound posh, but like others call it, I'm his sex slave, aka, his bitch. The reason he made me become his slave was because, from what he told me, I was different. I mean I'll b my be damned if I wasn't different, since my dad was from England, he had blonde hair and blue eyes. I came out like a mirror image of him except I also inherited some of my mum's traits, not the good ones. So I have bright spiky blonde hair, and cerulean blue eyes. I'm quite muscular, I mean I like to keep myself in shape even though I'm but a mere trash to society… as for what I earned from my mum, well like I said, they aren't the best of traits for a guy, for I had a thin waist, just like a girl. I had skin, just like a girl, I mean I don't even shave and I'm 19! That's not normal! And I have big eyes, just to make me look even more like a girl. And I have other insignificant parts of my body that have a touch of feminity, they're insignificant, like my hands, legs and bla bla bla.

"Naruto?" a soft feminine voice calls out from outside my room. A voice I know so well and love so much.

"Yes Hin (*)?" I answer back, suddenly feeling happy my best friend is here.

"Master Orochimaru has asked me to get you ready. He said you are going to the Coliseum with him today. May I please come in?"

"Course ya can" I answer gleefully.

The doors open to reveal a pale girl with beauty beyond compare. She had long purple-black hair which cascaded to her lower back. She has bangs that covered her forehead and reached just above her fine eyebrows. Her lavender eyes were also pale and always seem to be able to look into your soul. Her lips were a light pink and were quite plump, just begging to be tasted. Her body was curvaceous, slim and very feminine. She was wearing a purple tunic that exposed her body too much for my taste. It just about covered her breasts and reached her upper thighs, and even though it covered her privates, if she were to bend down it would expose her. I hated it; I've known her ever since I came here. From what she's told me, Hinata and her cousin, Neji were here since, Hinata was 8 and Neji was 11, but unfortunately they were separated, Orochimaru wanted Neji to become a gladiator and had put him to train as soon as they got there. But he would let her have a visit to him once every two weeks. Anyway I came here when I was 12 and she was already here for 3 years. She was put in charge of taking care of me, and because of that we had become good friends, one could even consider us siblings, and so, obviously, I felt protective over her. To resume it all she was the type of girl guys would love to have, she was calm, gentle and very friendly despite her circumstances.

She gasped and that pulled me out of my 'reminiscence' moment. Her eyes were wide open looking at my bed, and I followed her gaze to see what would shock her so much. What I saw shocked me as well, the bed sheets were covered in dried up blood and semen. I looked away disgusted, not only with the bed I was lying in but also with myself, my happy mood suddenly disappearing.

"I'm fine Hin, you know this isn't the first time this has happened. Can you just please go run a bath for me." I know I'm being rude, but I just don't like it when people pity me, it makes me feel useless and weak.

She nods and heads out. As soon as she was out of sight I got up slowly and tenderly, 'Shit it hurts.' I whine to myself, but I know better than to complain, last time I complained, I suffered double the pain with some beatings as well.

I walk up to my wardrobe and get out the tunic that Orochimaru had custom made for me. It was a beautiful tunic except for the big music symbol at the back. It was a lively orange colored tunic and on the edges and on the waist band were beautiful black patterns which swirled and curved all the way around, but as I said it's only flaw was the big white music symbol, which was to show others I belong to Orochimaru.

Orochimaru is the owner of the number one Gladiator school in Rome, the school other Gladiator owners thrived to have. But he hadn't always been number one, just 4 years ago it seemed that he had got himself a very skilled fighter, I don't know much about him I just know that he wasn't meant to be on this shit deal, I had heard he came from a very rich family, Uhiha I think that's the name. But no one could know that, only Orochimaru knew that, myself, Hinata, and, obviously the guy himself, whoever he was. Why he didn't tell other's Orochimaru was doing to him was beyond me, all he had to do was after a battle tell the emperor that he was a Uhiha, but then again who believe a slave if he said he was actually from a noble family.

I grab a pair of black sandals and some underwear. This was going to be a long day…

So there you go, I know it's short, but I'll work on making my chapters longer as the story proceeds. Please review I would like to know what you all think and give me ideas, and what not. I already got chapter two written, but I'll see how things go before I post it, anyway williamsSky signing out!