A/N: So sometimes when I have something to write, I can't keep it in. Ended up with this instead of updating my other story Silence (oops sorry). But I do hope you enjoy this one. There will be some OOCness, but it's probably understandable in why they are.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything.


I fled into the streets on this dark cold night. My breath quickening at every step I took. I needed to go as far as I could. My body ached. I didn't bother to look back at men chasing me, spouting angry insults to me as I ran. I couldn't. I needed to escape. But I was too weak..too hungry..too tired. My body couldn't keep up this pace anymore. I let out a soft whimper as I made the decision to go into a dirty alleyway. Maybe they couldn't find me if I try blending my dark figure into the shadows.

How wrong I was.

"He's here!"

"Stay away!" I venomously hissed out. I brought my claws out, but my tail and ears gave away the real fear I was facing.

"Heh, you say that kit, but look at yourself. Admit it, you're scared shitless." The disgusting man pointed at my prickly tail between my legs and my feline ears clinging on to my skull.

I yelled while launching myself at him with my open claws. He easily grabbed my weak wrist and bent it at an uncomfortable angle. I fell to my knees and whimpered in pain as he held it like that.

"No wonder shit like you are considered the lowest of them all. You're all bark, but no bite. You don't even have an owner to take care of you." He and the other two men laughed.

"I don't need some shitty person to take care of me you bast—" I screamed in agony as he twisted my wrist.

"Care to finish that kitten?"

"Bastards!" I spat out. I took my weak, free hand to claw at the hand that was painfully gripping my wrist.

"Tch, what a bad kitty we have here right guys? I say we should punish it and put it in its place." They laughed some more.

"Fuck you!" I yelled out of desperation. I started to struggle. I pulled at my wrist not caring at all the pain it caused me. Nothing could compare to the pain and shame I would feel if I let them continue.

"Shut up kit." The man holding my wrist struck my cheek. "In fact, we'll be doing the opposite."

My eyes widened in horror. "No! Y-you can't!" I cursed myself for stuttering. Now I was deemed weak.

"We can do whatever we want to you kit." He scoffed. "You're just trash. You should be grateful we even noticed you." He tightened his grip around my wrist causing me to let out a choked cry. He leaned in to my ear causing it to twitch and threateningly whispered to me. "Now retract those claws or I'll rip them out myself."

I felt my spine tingle in fear. I knew he was serious. I retracted my claws back as my body trembled.

"Good boy." He pat my head as if some reward. He let go of his painful grip on my wrist. I gasped and clutched my hand against my chest, rubbing it to ease the pain.

"I think it's time you show us some appreciation." He grabbed my neck and threw me down roughly as I let out a small cry. I used my weak arms to try and support myself from the fall but with little success.

Here I was, sprawled out on the floor on my stomach, at the mercy of these three men who surrounded me. There was nothing I could do. A cry of help would bring me nothing, maybe in the least, it will bring onlookers to cheer on the culprits. It was the inevitable truth. In this world I was nothing.


Why was I born. Why was I born into this cruel world run by these demented humans. Our species were very unique. We contained furry cat-like ears and tails. Our bodies were made flexible and nimble. We could jump off of high places without a scratch. Our main weapon were our retractable claws.

We once lived without the presence of humans. We were separated into clans. Those clans depended on our hair colour. They were based on the colour spectrum of the rainbow. The clans range from different numbers. Red being the biggest clan leading down to violet being one of the smallest clans. Those who contained white hair were deemed Pures. They contained all the colours and usually were considered born leaders. Very few are born as Pures. There's no clan that contain these types. They were on a different level.

It was a very different story for those who contained this raven hair colour. We had no name. We weren't considered a clan, but we were also special in a way that we showed no colour, causing this black appearance. To the others it was a mystery. We separated into different groups of our own. The group I supposedly would be in was a group they called the Uchihas. I wasn't born during this time when Uchihas were actually a group. No, when I was born, our world was already taken over by these filthy humans.

These humans easily overpowered our kind which they call Hybrids, with guns and weapons. Since we never had any use for these types of weapons, we easily lost the war between us and the humans. We were captured and enslaved.

They ranked us by the colours of our hair. We were sold as pets. Since there were more Reds, they were ranked the lowest or the cheapest. Violets were ranked the highest. But that was only for those seven colours. Pures or what they now call Whites are beyond any ranking due to its rarity. They were equivalent to a diamond. But to us poor Black ones, we weren't even considered worthy. To them we brought bad luck and chaos. We were just trash in their eyes. Many Blacks were killed or kidnapped to use in experiments. We were left to fend for ourselves in the streets. Sadly it has been years since the humans took over our lives. Soon even our own kind shunned the lower rankings causing huge hatreds towards each other.

I barely knew my family. All I knew was that once upon a time, I would've belonged to the Uchiha group. I don't remember my mother or father, nor do I know what happened to them. The only relative I remember was Itachi, my elder brother. I remember loving him and he loved me. He took care of me, but that soon all ended. He was captured in order to save my life. Now all I do is run. I run and I run. Everyday I have to ask myself, have I eaten enough, or will I be able to sleep, or will I be safe. And the answer to all of those..was no.


I could barely see the culprits above me. Sheer panic raced into my heart. The only light there was was the moon illuminating above. My head was turned in order to see what was happening, but apparently they didn't like that. My head was slammed down onto the ground painfully.

"Trying to see our faces are you kit? I think it's more fun when you don't know, then everywhere you go, you will be afraid. Afraid of the unknown, aren't I right?" He laughed.

"You bastard!" I managed to yell out while being forced onto the ground. It was true. It was worst when I couldn't see. I'd have to go out then not knowing who caused this harm to me. I would soon come to fear everyone I saw.

"That's the second time." He grabbed my hair, lifted my head, and smashed it back onto the concrete floor. I felt blood drip down. I gave out a weak sob.

"Shh shh..there there little kitten. Everything will be alright." I could almost feel his malicious smile onto me. He placed a cloth to cover my eyes. I whimpered in defeat. It was going to happen. I would be raped..again. I was too weak to fight back.

"Look at him, he's shaking like a leaf." Words from the other man who hasn't spoken til now.

They ripped the rags I call clothes off of me to reveal my marred pale skin. I could hear pants rustling and belts unbuckling. My tail curled around my leg in fear.

"On all fours kit." One of them demanded. I struggled to get up on my hands and knees. The faster I do this..the faster it'll be done.

"Look at him." Another one called out. "He's actually obeying!" They laughed.

"Not your first time is it kit."

I didn't give any response.

"Answer me!" I felt my backside being roughly slapped. I shook my head quickly.

"N..no."

"So the bitch isn't a virgin?"

More laughing.

"Hey kit, you hungry?" One asked. I knew the outcome of it all, but I also knew I had to play along. I bit my lip.

"I..I'm hungry."

"What is it you're hungry for..hm?"

"Please..." I forced out the next words. "Please feed me your cock."

"Holy shit! This guy's been trained."

I cringed at those words. It wasn't that I was trained..no. All rapists were the same. They wanted trash like me to beg and grovel to make them feel powerful and superior. I've become so accustomed to their antics that I knew what to say. If I could get out of it before that even happens..of course I would struggle. But now that I'm at the point of no return..I have no choice but to submit. I've learned over the years at how painful it could get the more I resisted and fought back. As shameful it was, that was my life and I would much rather take the easy route than get hurt even more.

I felt disgusting hands touch my body. I felt them rubbing my thighs, my nipples, my ass, my cock..I felt it all. It was even worst being blinded. I couldn't predict their next movement and it made me flinch when they touched me.

Without any word at all I felt a hard intruder rammed into my backside. I could hear my screams bounce off the walls from the alley. I was smacked on the head and was told to shut up. I whimpered and cried. I couldn't hold back the tears. They just kept coming out.

"Shh it's okay." I felt a hand caress my cheek. I gave a choked sob. I knew I was bleeding back there.. a lot. I felt the warm liquid of my blood trickle down my thighs.

I felt a thumb on my lip as if a queue to open my mouth, so I did. I trembled as I opened my mouth. "Good boy." is what I heard before another cock was rammed into me. I gagged on the intruder in my mouth. The taste was disgusting. Everything. Everything was disgusting. I was disgusting.

I don't know how long they were at it, but I did notice that the only two were participating in this ceremonial rape. The third person I saw there must've backed out. I couldn't help but laugh inside at the thought of that. Here I was being raped by two men, that could have been three, but one of them chickened out. It was all too amusing to me. It wouldn't have stopped anything anyways..just one less sick person to satisfy.

I started to zone out during the rape. Something I've learned to do to somewhat lessen the pain. But I was snapped back to reality when i felt my tail being grabbed. I yelped and accidentally bit the man's cock. Shit.

"Shit! What the fuck!" He took his hard member out so he could punch my cheek, sending my head flying to the side. More tears formed and I could taste the metallic blood on my tongue.

"I'm..sorry." I managed to breath out while panting.

"I should pull your cute little fangs out just for that." He grabbed my hair painfully, making me look up at him.

"N..no please.." I cried out. "P..please forgive me. It won't happened again..!" I was terrified. These humans could do anything they want with me. Hell they could kill me and no one would bat an eye. That's how worthless my life is seen. But I treasured my life. Itachi had suffered for me and I would not put it to waste. I would flick away any pride I have to survive. That being said, I cannot have permanent damage done to me as well..it would lessen my survival rate if my fangs were gone and my claws as well.

I was hit again. "You better be." He shoved his length back, gagging me.

Pain. I felt pain everywhere. My throat was hurting from one of them shoving their dick too far down my mouth. And my insides felt like must from being violated over and over again in this painful rotating motion. I had lost track of time. Everything started becoming a blur. I felt something explode within me filling up my stomach area. I sighed in relief as that man finally pulled out, but the one intruding my mouth was still fucking me. I could tell he was done. With one last brutal push, he came into my mouth. It tasted disgusting and I wanted to spit it out. I knew that wouldn't happen though. He pinched my nose with his fingers painfully, with his cock still in my mouth. I couldn't breathe. I knew what he wanted me to do so I swallowed everything. Satisfied, he let go and I was able to breathe again.

"Look the bitch is still hard."

Hard? When did I become hard?

"Looks like the kit enjoyed it."

Ah it was just my body responding. As much as I hate it doing that, I couldn't help it.

I was picked up from the ground. My body was pulled into one of the rapist's chest. He held me there while the other spread my legs.

"Wha..what are you doing?" I rasped out.

"Shh kit, I'm rewarding you." He rubbed my hard member. It was simple as that. He jerked me off as if it was some task, but it got the job done as I came into his hand.

"You were hungry right?" He lifted his hand cover with my cum to my mouth.

Bastard.

I licked my own cum off of his hand quickly so they could leave me the fuck alone. The other let go of me causing my body to fall to the side.

"Was nice fucking you kit." They put their pants back on and undid the cloth hiding my eyes.

"Go get yourself something nice." I heard soft clinks of coins fall before my eyes and with that, the two men were gone.

Frustration built up inside was finally able to be released.

"I'M NOT A FUCKIN WHORE!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face. I swore I heard laughing from the distance.

Despite my pain, I sat up and grabbed the coins they dropped. Ignoring my weak trembling legs I stood up and raised my arm ready to throw the coins clutched into my hands, down the sewer.

But I couldn't.

I fell to my knees clutching the coins to my chest, tears falling freely from my eyes. I needed them. Every little cent counted. I sobbed at my own pathetic self. Here I was denying I was a whore, but still accepting money after sex..like a whore.

I wiped my eyes. I looked down to my hand that was holding the coins. I slowly opened them to count what I had gotten.

Fifty-seven cents.

I laughed to myself. Was that all I was worth? Fifty-seven fucking cents. I cried once again in self pity. I must have looked crazy crying at some coins naked, so I located my clothes that were thrown, not that anyone would have seen me anyways. I winced, finally realizing the pain I was in as I put them on. My tears had eased as I finally made myself get up. I groaned as pain shot up my back. I limped my way out of the alley.

I couldn't stay here.

I needed to go as far away as possible. I will never go to a city again. There was too many people. I shoved the coins into my pants pocket and hobbled down the dark streets as far as my weak body could go. I had somehow made it out of the city as soon I saw more houses rather than tall city buildings.

I wanted to sleep. It was late. I continued shuffling down the road looking for some type of shelter before I passed out. But I had to make sure it was somewhere discreet, so no one could throw any type of violence to me when I woke up or even during my sleep.

It seemed like nothing of interest came to me. I was ready to pass out. All I saw were homes. There was no parks or anything for me to hide in. I thought I would have to sleep out in the open. There was no way I would be going near some other human's property, who knows what they would do to me.

That's what I thought until I heard a voice call out to me.

I could barely make out what that voice was saying, but there was no one else out here, and it was too loud for someone to be yelling inside a home.

"Teme! I'm talking to you!" I heard much more clearly this time. How dare he call me that. I was more insulted being called that than the actual fact someone was calling out to me.

"Turn around and look under the bushes in front of the house you see!" I did as I was told, god knows why. But I did.

I got on my knees, wincing. Then I crawled behind the set of bushes to see a small window that was barred. I peered inside and suddenly my shirt was grabbed, pulling me closer to the bars.

"Wow I was right."

"What the fuck is your problem?" I pulled back, careful not to rip my clothing. This was when I got a good look at him. Golden yellow hair, fluffy ears, three whisker-like marks on his cheeks, and a golden fluffy tail. Envy rippled through my veins. He was one of my kind, but he had a more higher 'status' than me. He was clean and kept well, while I was dirty and always on the run.

"You were the one that actually came. To be honest, I didn't think you'd come." He grinned while rubbing the back of his head.

"I'm leaving." I got up to leave as I felt this was stupid and I was stupid for even coming.

"Wait!" My wrist was grabbed by the blonde. He was definitely stronger than my weak body. In my state, I could barely even put up a decent struggle.

"Fine. Say it! Say what you want about me! I don't give a fu—" A hand clamped over my mouth.

"Whoa whoa, shush. First, you're being too loud." That I could agree on, so he put his hand down. "Second what's up with that attitude? I didn't even say anything and you go all crazy!" He whispered.

"Hn."

"That's it? You're not even going to answer me?" He let go of my hand and I sat on my knees.

I bit my lip and looked down.

"I just thought..you were going to.."

"Say shit about you?"

I looked up at him, but quickly looked back down and nodded.

The blonde scratched his head. "Well..you see, I'm not that type."

"Type?" I looked up at him.

"Yeah, type. I wouldn't belittle you just because of your hair colour? Kind of thing. Haha." He gave a sheepish grin.

"Even though I'm trash in everyone else's eyes?"

"Come on, we're the same species, why should we treat each other different, you know?"

Strange. This man was strange.

I felt like I could compare him to the sun, that's how bright he shined.

My eyes started to water. I turned my gaze downwards and rubbed at my eyes.

"Hey..are you crying?"

"Shut up dobe."

"Dobe?!"

I smiled. "Pay back for calling me teme."

"Ah that..that was cause you couldn't hear me! Are you sure your ears work?"

"Are you sure your brain works?"

The blonde then gave a soft laugh, but it was rich and smooth in my ears. My ears definitely worked. His laugh felt like silk compared to the words..no insults others had spouted at me.

"What kind of come back is that teme!" He continued to laugh in his rich silky voice.

"Shut up.." I buried my head in my hands and bent over my knees.

"Shit..hey! I'm sorry if I made you cry.."

"I'm not crying..!" I mumbled out through my obvious tears.

"Hey come on, don't cry." He reached his hand through the bars to rub my back.

Soft. Gentle. Kind.

That's what I would describe his touch. Unlike the rest of the world where it would be harsh, violent, and hateful.

I couldn't take it.

"Don't touch me!" I spat out, glaring at the blonde's eyes that I could now see what a deep sapphire blue it was. I knocked his hand away. "Don't touch me.." I repeated.

"Hey.."

"I'll dirty you. I'm just trash."

"You are if you believe you are."

I looked up at him. "How come you don't agree..? How come you don't say how disgusting I am!" I laughed to myself. I picked at the dirt beneath me and showed it to him. "This is what I am. I am nothing but dirt. Dirt so people can step on and throw around. I even look like it.." I laughed some more, I must have looked insane. "Did you know I was raped not to long ago? By some sick men who like to overpower the weak. Bet I'm sure you don't even know what it's lik—" I felt a soft hand hit my cheek.

I cupped my cheek, my eyes wide in surprise which soon turned to anger.

"What was that for!" I saw the blonde glare at me, a different look than his previous grins. It made me jump a little when he sharpened his glare.

"Don't act as if you know me!" The blonde was angry. Really angry. That was when I realized what I had said.

"I'm..." I sighed. "I'm sorry. I just have too much built up inside of me. I think I might go insane."

The blonde gave a sigh too. "Don't worry about it, I'm sorry too." He paused. "Was it true?"

I gave him a questioning look.

"True that you got raped."

I bit my lip and nodded.

"I'm sorry, it must have hurt."

"I..it's nothing." I stammered out quickly.

"I'm sure it's not nothing."

"Hn." I paused, wishing I never brought that up, so I quickly changed the subject. "Don't you think it's weird."

"What is?"

"How we're just talking like this."

The blonde gave out his rich laugh. "You're real interesting ya'know?"

"Hn."

"I was the one that called you over didn't I?" He giggled, something that almost creeped me out. "Truth is, I haven't spoken to anyone of our species for years, nor have I gone outside. So when I saw you, it was the perfect time to call out to you. And like I said before, to my surprise you actually came. Why did you come?"

"I don't even know myself.." I whispered. "I guess someone actually noticed me..someone called out for my attention instead of forcing it on me..was what made me come over." I looked over at him and smirked. "And I wanted to see the asshole who called me teme."

"I told you!" He laughed. "You couldn't hear me!"

I found myself softly laughing with him. Something I haven't been able to do in these past years and yet he was able to bring that out. A stranger, someone I met for the first time. I've closed myself for years, and yet this man. This man with the genuine smile directed to me was able to bring out some happiness from me.

I felt tears prick my eyes once again. I cursed myself for letting out so many emotions in one night.

"Crying seems to be a habit you have."

"You..!" I glared and lunged towards the blonde with my claws out.

"Whoa!" He backed away from the barred window, so I couldn't reach him.

My forehead was pressed against the bars and grabbed them with my hands. Tears dripped out of my eyes.

"So what if I cry.." I sniffed. I gripped the bars harder. "It hurts..! It hurts so fuckin much..!" My claws were digging into my palms as I held the bars tighter.

"Hey..look at me." He tilted my head up and I found myself peering into his eyes. "It'll be okay." The blonde grabbed my hands gently which were now bleeding due to my claws. This was when I noticed something odd about his hands.

"Where...where are your claws..?" I asked while tears were still streaming down my face.

"Man you sure are weird. You're crying and shit and you ask about my claws?"

"Shut up.."

"Not the first time I heard that."

I scoffed.

"Well, you really want to know?"

I nodded.

"I was declawed..my master didn't want to have the risk of me revolting."

I gritted my teeth. Claws were essential to our species for survival. They were part of us and they took them away from him so easily! I was furious.

"Hey, I know what you're thinking, but I'm okay."

"How can you be okay?!" I screamed. "How is any of this okay!"

"Be quiet!" He said in a stern yet hushed voice. I bit my lip.

The blonde sighed. "As you can see though, I still have nails. It just won't ever come out as claws again.."

My crying had ceased. I just stared at the blonde. How was it that I was able to talk to him so freely..?

"Ah! That's right!" The blonde gave a huge grin and held out his hand. "My names Naruto! How about you?"

"Why should I tell you?"

"Aw come on teme! Would you rather me call you that instead? Teme teme teme!"

"Shut up dobe!"

"Come on, don't leave me hanging here." He waved his hand to show it was still waiting to be shook.

"Hn." I took his hand into mine.

"Hm?"

"Sasuke..My name's Sasuke."