A/N: This is an original fan-fic book about Sasuke, who gets sent to prison because of his elder brothers drug cartel. He then meets Naruto...who is a sweet blonde haired boy that really shouldn't be in prison. They end up becoming friends, and try to survive the jail hand in hand. Contains lots of drama, swearing, sexual content, romance, and character development. I hope you enjoy as this is going to be a rather long story. :)

"Sasuke Uchiha is an eighteen year old teenager who gets caught up in his elder brother Itachi's deals and mischief as apart of a drug cartel. As punishment, Sasuke and Itachi are sent to the Stentorian Jail..A place where all the worse criminals in the world. Male. Female. Young. Or old. Stay until there trials or the end of there lives. While trying his best to cope with his new environment, Sasuke meets Naruto. A blonde haired boy who is far to sweet and compassionate to be in jail...

So why is he?

Hand in hand, the two of them will fight against all odds and try to hold together the secrets of both there pasts; all the while dealing with the forbidden relationship blossoming between the two."

Prologue

I wake to the sound of smashing glass; hissing below the raging storm outside my bedroom window.

I sit up in bed hastily, and after a few moments lean towards the ongoing sounds. I swallow a wod of nervous spit when two male voices, clearly arguing, become viable. One obviously belongs to my elder brother Itachi. The other? I have no idea.

Should I go investigate? Or is this conflict none of my business? I should probably stay in bed...but curiosity gets the better of me. I stand up, place my feet on the cold wooden floor and pull the silver cord on my lampshade that illuminates my tiny room. A few feet away is a mirror right beside my front door. I am seventeen years old, with pitch black hair stuck up in the back and very pale skin. I wear only on large grey sweater and boxers which are well hidden. I look away from my reflection and decide to make my way into the hallway, and walk across it's oak panels. If I had parents, I would be worried about waking them; but only my brother and I live in this shabby disgusting house with rotting walls in the middle of the worst part of town.

"I thought I told you to ditch the car AFTER you delivered the package" My elder sibling hollers from the basement. I sit on the top steps leading to the dark room which the two men currently fight in...I listen intently.

"I'm sorry boss, but I went to get rid of the car an..." he trails off. My brother hisses "-and WHAT?" I hear the other man gulp. "I stopped here. At your house, after I delivered the package. You know, just for a shack from your fridge. But...your brother Sasuke he-" my interest peaks at the sound of my name. "What about my little brother?" Itachi warns. "I thought I told you to keep him out of this. He doe3sent;t even know that I'm selling drugs behind his back!"

Well. I do now. To be honest I suspected it a long time ago. I just never said anything cause, honestly? If Itachi wasn't apart of a drug cartel, then the two of us would be homeless bums. Plain and simple. If anything I am a little but proud of him because it takes hard work to be around such a harsh environment. Especially sense my brother has a heart of god...he would never say it out loud though.

"I know that goddammit!" I clue back into the argument. "But it wasn't my fault! Your brother took the car and drove it around as a joke. Went to a few shops, you know typical teenage shit. He didn't know the cops where looking for it!"

Shit.

"They got the license plate number, and took multiple pictures of him. Now they've probably tracked him back here. To you." Itachi literally growls and my stomach knots nervously. "I'm so sorry! I'm so fucking sorry Itachi!" Everything suddenly falls silent. "But...unless you wanna get jailed by the cops. You and Sasuke gotta move away from this house. This town. Fast." I gulp again and feel sweat trickle down the sides of my face. How could this have happened so quickly? I guess my brothers job really is unpredictable.

I suddenly hear footsteps pacing back and forth. It's my brother. "Where would I take him Caiz?" He gives the other voice a name. "What would I tell him? What would I do? He's to young to be-" The other voices cuts him off from his concerned rant. "I suggest telling him the truth. But on the ride out of this town." Everything is quiet again; and I take this opportunity to stand up and slowly walk down the stairs. Both Itachi and Caiz don't notice me until I am at the bottom step and looking and them with serious eyes that show no emotion.

"We can go to the Leafvillage. It's a pretty isolated place; shouldn't be to suspicious." Instantly Itachi's eyes shoot open wide as the moon. "Sasuke? How long have you been listening?" He sounds like a sweet compassionate mother talking to a newborn child. Not at all like how he was with Caiz. "Long enough." I say sternly. He frowns, concern sown into every inch of his face.

"I'll go pack my stuff." I go to take my leave, but Itachi jumps forward and grabs me by the forearm. To be honest I really don't want to talk to him right now. I just want to pack up and leave everything behind; but he is insistent. Like usual. "I'm sorry Sasuke. I'm sorry I didn't tell you I just-" I cut him off with a small smile. "It's alright Nii-San." His eyes grow soft. "I've kinda suspected this for a long time. Or, I knew actually." He legs go of my arm. "I just never told you. Didn't want to worry you more than you already are." Caiz suddenly sighs. His short blonde hair ruffles a little and his brown eyes flick from both Itachi to me.

"I'm glad to see that your brother is so understanding of the situation. But you guys need to leave. Now." Itachi almost seems like he isn't going to listen; but I do. "Right." I answer while walking up the stairs.

"Pack light." Itachi says while following me. "Bring only a few clothing articles and things that are important to you. One backpack. Got it?" I nod at him and he nods back. "Understood."

I rush upstairs and do exactly as Itachi says. I know this is going to sound weird, but I am actually enjoying this. I'm feeling an odd adrenaline rush; the idea of being chased by the cops. Having to think on my feet. Be quick. Be smart. Be efficient. It's cool, really fucking cool. That probably sounds childish, but I think some sick part of me actually likes being a criminal. Maybe that's why I never stopped my brother from being apart of the drug trade or never mentioned it; because in some odd way I was a part of it.

"Sasuke, let's go." Itachi calls from downstairs and I book it to him while flinging my black backpack around one of my shoulders. We make it to the front driveway where a 1990 dark green mazda car is waiting for us. Itachi jumps in the drivers side, and I sit the in passengers seat. As Itachi turns on the car I briefly look out the window. Caiz is walking down the front yard grass, he waves at me quickly and I nod back as he walks off into the distance. Eventually our car sulks out of the driveway, and we are driving through the city on our way to the highway.

Most of the drive we are sitting in silence. Nothing but the sound of moving vehicles and blinkers. When we are well on our way Itachi speaks again. "I didn't tell you cause I didn't want you to be a part of it." "I know." I answer quickly. "I'm sorry." I'm not mad." I say again. "You do what you have to Itachi. I understand." I briefly look over at him and he looks unbelievably worried. I think he is taking this much harder than I am. But can I blame him? He's a twenty five year old brother and parent, forced to do illegal acts to keep his only family member happy and alive. "If anything I'm grateful." This clearly throws him for a loop and he looks at me quizzically. I continue. "Your just trying to do all you can to help me. I know you hopped from job to job trying to get enough money the legal way; when that didn't work you resorted to this; and that's ok. Lot's of people do it." Itachi looks sad. "Ya...but."

We make eyes contact.

"I didn't want to be one of those people." I smile sweetly.

"I know, Nii-San." His face relaxes and he turns back to the road. He seems to be doing a little better now, So I turn on the radio and rest my head again the window. We listen to a few classic rock songs. "Don't Stop Believing", "Smoke On The Water", "Bad Medicine". Before my brother finally says-

"There's cocaine in the back seat." I don't react at first. I just continue to stare out the window. Then my face melts into annoyance. "How long has it been there" "Sense yesterday. One of my colleges, not Caiz, was supposed to drop it off to a third party this morning. I guess now where doing it for him." I try my best not to show my concern. "How much?" I ask. "five hundred grams." My heart practically stops, that's five years of jail for possession; and now that we are trying to sell it? Another five years. Ten in total. "If we get caught, you could go to jail for ten years."

"I know Sasuke; but not you." I tilt my head. "You're not apart of this. If anybody asks, I forced you." I practically hiss back my response. "I'm not going to say that, I went along with you on my own free will!" Itachi is angry now. "If you say that you came along with me on your own free will that's five years in prison!" I shake my head. "Three, cause I'm underage." "It doesn't matter. Your not going to get punished for this. I refu-"

And then, as if the devil himself decided to say hello. Sirens began to blare from behind us.

"no." I whisper and Itachi looks behind him in the rear view mirror. Three cop cars, all signalling for us to pull over. "Shit." Itachi says. "No, no no no-" His hands are trembling. "I won't let this happen to you I can't" I reach over and grab the steering wheel gently. "If we try to drive away and escape, that's another six years." He nods quickly. "Besides, I'm already going to get out of jail before you. I would rather have to wait five years for you to come home than eleven."

Tears form in his eyes as he reluctantly pulls the car over with my help. We are caught, it's obvious. When we are parked I turn off the radio and take a deep breath in. Then out. I look over at Itachi, who looks defeated and wounded. "Nii-San, It's alright. I'm going to be fine."

I hear all the cop doors behind us open, and flashlights peer through our back window. Itachi reaches his hands out and puts them on mine, I smile at him. Then lean forward for a hug. WE embrace for a few moments, and he gives me words of advice. "I'll make this up to you." His voice cracks. "No matter where I am I'll make sure to protect you. So stay safe, be quiet, keep your head down and don't get into the wrong crowd when your there. Call me as much as you can and I'll be there."

I start to feel a few tears swell up in my own eyes but I bat them away. I never realized how scared I was until this moment. I never had any friends at school, no parents, no special skills, so I always thought I had nothing to loose. Until now; because I'm about to loose my elder brother.

We reluctantly let go of each other just as two cops arrive at our doors...to take us away to Stentorian Jail.