Hello, this is a requested story by WhereMyNoodle, and they read 'Forced Pleasure' and wanted another, similar type, of story. Their request was basically something with noncon, but the plot and characters/anime were up to me. Haha, and you all know how I am with decisions, so this took quite a bit of thinking.

Anywho, I decided to just go ahead and make it another ItaKyu story. Haha, I know I shouldn't be making so many new stories, but it is really hard to focus. I actually wanted to make a Itachi bully and Kyuubi nerd type story, and now I have a reason. :D

So on the agenda, the prequel to Narumals, Kingdom, A New Alternative, the sequel to Twisted Deal, A Tale of Two Kitties, and Usagi Hyrugi Circus.

Um, but this story was late, along with A Tale of Two Kitties. I had finished this long ago, but fanfiction wouldn't let me upload the documents! Finally, though, it worked for me and I can now post this darn story!

That's a lot! D: And there is a lot more. Haha, in fact, there are so many, even I can't believe it! Ok, fine there is like ten to fifteen... So, onwards to the story!

Warning: Mild cussing, a lot of rape...

**Note: I've noticed lately, that although my rape scenes are always badly written, lately, they have been getting worse, and even less descriptive. Strange, you'd think they'd get better, but my mind is blank. Maybe I've been thinking too hard haha, but anyways.. Back to the story!

Disclaimer: I don't own the characters, but I own the plot.

Kyuubi's POV:

"Hey Kyuu, don't look now, but here they come." I look to where my best friend, Shukaku, pointed, indicating the school's group of wannabe gangsters, or bullies, who called themselves 'Akatsuki.' "Just ignore them," I grumble turning my attention back to my locker, rearranging it for easy access to my books. "Alright, but they're coming this way." He says, backing slightly away.

I sigh my frustration, shutting my locker. "Hey Kyuubi, how are you today?" I glare at the Akatsuki member, Hidan. "Go away. Don't bother me right now." He laughs, turning to his friend, Kakazu, "no manners at all. We should teach him a thing or two." The two are smirking, and I am definately not in the mood. "Fuck off, and get to class. After three years, you'd think you would have grown up."

Kakazu grabbed my shoulders, slamming me into the locker hard. I flinched slightly, but continued to glare at him. "What are you going to do about it, huh?" Kakazu sneered and Hidan laughed with him. "Nothing. Just this." I kneed him hard between the legs, and his grip immediately loosened as he fell to the ground groaning.

Hidan looked on with widen eyes before sizing me up, "you'll pay for that nerd." He looks ready to launch himself at me and I'm more than ready to take him down, when a voice stops him. "Can't you go one day without fighting?" I turn to look at Mr. Uzumaki, the principal of the school. "Sorry sir," Hidan says, his half assed apology not going on deaf ears. "Set an example for your fellow students, this goes for you too, Kyuubi." I nod, not really paying him any attention. The principal stares at me for a moment longer, before walking away.

I feel like smirking myself when I see that Kakazu is still groaning on the floor. "Come on Shukaku, let's go get breakfast at the cafeteria." The sandy haired teen nods before following me. "I can't believe you did that." Shukaku says, trying to keep up with me. "What? They asked for it." I laughed. He shook his head, "yea, they did. But you know how they get when you mess with them." "You mean when I defy them? Just because I don't bow down and kiss their feet doesn't mean that I am intentionally starting a fight. It's their fault for being so damn demanding."

He nods, "I know, I know." We get into line, and while we wait I look at the menu. Nothing looks too good, and once I'm at the counter, I decide on a yogurt and muffin. "That's all you're going to eat?" Shukaku teases, "on a diet?" I look to see what he's gotten, and see it is the pancakes. "Just because I don't enjoy cardboard like you, doesn't mean I'm on a diet."

He laughs, "well played. But seriously, it's not that bad. Just add syrup and it is fine." We find an empty table to sit at, and begin to eat. "So what do you have first?" Shukaku asks, taking out his schedule. I take out my own, and we compare them. "I have Government with Mr. Hatake." "Aw, we only have one class together." He sighs, and I see he is right. "Economics, the last period of the day." I say, and he nods. "Oh well, we can still hang out at lunch." I reassure him, and he nods, "true."

Itachi's POV:

Walking down the school halls, I can't help but notice how shawdy it was. How was a school this old still up and running? I ignore the stares I'm getting from lowly students and continue my way down to the principal's office. Really. Was a new student that big of a suprise? If that was true, then I could definately see why. This school was a piece of crap.

Spotting the office, I go in and up to the secretary who is typing something in her computer. Her blue hair catches my attention, and I feel that it is definately not appropriate for a school secretary to have hair like that. The name 'Konan Yutaka' is written on her plaque on her desk. "Excuse me, is the principal in?" I asked.

She didn't even look up from her work before speaking, "no. But you may wait for him in his office." I turn towards the door that she is pointing at and go in. Shutting the door, I take in the small room, noticing immediately how cluttered and disorganized it is. I take a seat in the chair across the principal's desk, waiting impatiently for the principal.

What seemed like hours later, I finally heard voices going back and forth outside the room before a middle aged male strode in. "You must be the new student studying abroad here. My name's Nagato Uzumaki, but it's Mrs. Uzumaki to you."

I already feel exasperated with the orange haired principal who, by his piercings, looked like some gangster, not a high school principal. I nod, "yes. I'm Itachi Uchiha." We shake hands before he goes to sit at his desk. Once he's seated, he takes a folder from his large stack of papers on his desk. He flips through it for a moment before pulling out a couple of of papers.

"This here is your schedule, a map of the school, and other information you'll need to survive in this school." I take each of the papers and place them inside my bookbag. "That's it for now. If you have any questions, ask the secretary outside. Now go or you'll be late for class." I rise from the chair and get out of the office.

Such a damn rude principal. This place was going to be boring as hell. Taking a deep breath, I take out the schedule again and look at it.

Government- Mr. Kakashi Hatake- Rm 7

English 4AP- Mr. Iruka Umino- Rm 62

Break

Physics- Mr. Zabuza Momochi- Rm 33

Japanese 4AP -Mrs. Kurenai Yuhi- Rm 49

Lunch

Calculus AP- Mrs. Tsunade Seju- Rm 13

Economics- Ms. Anko Mitarashi- Rm 24

A normal schedule where each of the classes were about an hour and a half long. Joy. Now where was room 7? Taking out the map, I studied it for a brief second before walking in the right direction. The bell had not yet rung, so that meant the halls were still filled with students. Students that were getting in my damn way.

I collected my emotions, pushing them down and calming myself down. These idiotic students were not going to get the best of me. I spot the room, and entering it, I feel relieved at seeing it empty. Well empty all except for one student. The student is reading, ignoring all things around him, and I take that chance to study him closer. His long fiery red hair is pulled up in a tie, and he is wearing glasses. A nerd, definately. His clothes are shabby, typical poor student wear.

I have to stop myself from laughing at how pathetic this student was, but I had the feeling that if I did laugh, he wouldn't even notice. The bell rings, and still the red haired student shows no sign of stopping his book. Other students begin filing in, and I move to take a seat in the far back, far away enough that I'm sure no students would be bothering me.

Two students dressed in black and red enter, and immediately all students stop talking and back away from them, avoiding all contact. All except the red head. One student has spiked blue hair, but that's not his wierdest feature. His whole body was blue, and his face was tattooed to look as if he actually had gills. The other looked more normal, he, if it was a boy, had long blond hair tied back, and he had tattoos of his own on his hands. Of what, I couldn't tell.

I watched as the two harrassed the red head, trying to get a reaction from him, but the nerd ignored them. The blond snatched the book away, and that was the last straw for the nerd. He immediately rose and leaned close to the blond, saying something low that only those close could hear.

Whatever the red head had said made the blond pale slightly, but he laughed off, holding the book farther away. "I'd like to see you try Kyuubi." So that's what his name was. I watched, a little amused, as Kyuubi clenched his fists tightly, trying his best possibly not to blow a fuse. "Last chance Deidara." I heard him say.

Both Deidara and the blue skinned student laughed, and I almost laughed myself. What could this scrawny red head really do? "Don't say I didn't warn you," is the last thing he says before he lands a punch right across the blond's face. I figured that the punch wouldn't affect the blond in the slightest, but when he actually fell back, dropping the book, I can see now just how hard that hit was.

I'm fascinated as I watch the red head pick up his book and sit back down, ignoring everything once again. "You little bitch!" Deidara yells, covering his nose that's dripping blood. He's getting ready to hit Kyuubi, but his blue skinned friend is suddenly holding him back, saying something about the teacher. Looking past them, I see the teacher is in fact standing at the front of the room, looking, unlike me, very unamused. "Settle down class, it's only the first day." The teacher sighs.

I can't tell what age he is, more than half his face is covered, and the only thing showing was his eye and greying hair. He must have been at least in his thirties or fourties. "Since today is the first day, take any seat you want." The blue skinned student leads his friend away, who is still glaring daggers at the red head who doesn't even seem to notice.

As the two move more and more to the back of the class, I hope they aren't coming over to bug me. Of course, as fate would have it, today was just not my day. The two sat around me, and I can tell instantly that these are what you'd call, school bullies. "Hey, you're new, aren't you?" The blue skinned student asks, getting slightly too close. "Great observation. You must be a genius." I mock, and the blue skinned student laughs. "You know what, I think you'd be perfect to join our gang."

Diedara nods, agreeing with his friend, still putting pressure on his nose to stop the bleeding. "Your gang, and what would that be? School bullies? Sorry, not interested." The two smile, "it's better than it sounds. You'd be able to get away with a lot, seeing as the principal is on our side." The principal was on their side? "And why is that?" "Because he used to be a member himself when he was in High School here. In fact, he was one of the founders, him and his secretary, Konan."

"Still not interested." I say, looking forward to pay attention to the teacher. "Are you sure? There are some really good benefits." The blue skinned student begins again. "Like what?" I don't really care, but the teacher is talking about things that I already know. "Well, like I said before, you get away with a lot. You also get to have your pick of the ladies." Somehow I doubted that, especially with the blue skinned student. "One last thing, you'll be feared by the whole student body."

None of it sounds really tempting, but I doubt that they'll stop without real reason. "Fine. Who do you mainly bully." I'm leaning on my hand now, staring boredly at the random students who are fiercly writing notes. "Anyone really. It's hilarious to watch all the students cower in fear." The blue skinned student laughs, but Diedara isn't. "Yea, all cower except Kyuubi." He's glaring at him again, and I look to see that he is still reading his book.

"There's really nothing you can do Diedara. He's just a tough cookie to crumble." The blue skinned student says sullenly. I watch Kyuubi for awhile longer, and I get an idea. "I'll join your little gang, but only on one condition." I wait until they're both looking at me. "He's mine to bully."

They laugh and nod their agreement. "He's all yours, maybe you can break down his pissy attitude. The name's Kisame, and that's Diedara." He says, pointing to his friend. "Itachi Uchiha." I say, turning to look at Kyuubi again. Maybe this school wouldn't be so boring after all.

Kyuubi's POV:

This school was going to shit. Not that it hadn't already. My head pounds at the thought of spending another period with any Akatsuki member, but luckily, there didn't seem to be any in my second period. I always loved English, and now it would remain a peaceful class without those idiots here.

But that new student was in here. He had been in my first period, and I had constantly felt him watching me. I wondered why. He was talking with Kisame and Diedara, and knowing them, they had probably tried to recrute him into their gang. For his sake, I hope he declined. No one is in class except me and the new student, and quietly closing my book, I turn to look at him.

I find that his eyes were already on me, and I had to admit, it was definately a bit creepy. "You know, you should really stay away from the Akatsuki. They're a bunch of idiots who enjoy breaking the spirits of innocent students. " I tell him. He smirks, and for some reason, it really grinds on my nerves. He gets up from his seat, and I watch warily as he stands next to me. "Maybe I enjoy breaking spirits as well."

I flinch unconciously as he leans closer to me, "so tell me. What's it going to take to break yours?" I glare at him, pissed that this new student actually had the gaul to say such an insulting thing. Where the hell were all the other students and teacher? "Fuck off." I tell him, gathering my things to move. "What? You don't like to play?" He teases, grabbing my arm.

"Let go." I growl, trying to pull away, but his grip was really strong. That damn smirk on his face only grew, "why don't you make me?" This guy was irritating as hell! Clenching my fist, I try to hit him, but he easily catches my wrist. "Unlike the others, you won't best me in a fight." He chuckles lowly.

What the hell! Not only was this guy strong, but he was fast too! The sound of the classroom door opening fills our ears, and he lets go of both my wrists. "My name's Itachi Uchiha. Learn it well, Kyuubi Youko." How did he know my full name? I glare as the bastard went back to his seat at the back. It seems I was going to have a field day dealing with that smug bastard.

First period, second period, third, fourth, fifth, and six period! He was in all my damn classes! I clenched my fist angrily each time he'd pass and give me that stupid smirk in each class! What the hell did he want? "Kyuubi, you alright?" I look to Shukaku, who is staring slightly at me with worry. I take a deep breath, "yea, just fine."

"Are you sure? Your pencil says different." He says, pointing at the broken plastic mechanical pencil in my trembling hands. "Sorry. Today hasn't exactly been great." He nods, "Akatsuki?" I let out another sigh, "you could say that."

"But I thought those, 'idiots', as you call them, were easily dealt with." He asked. "Yea, they were. Until they got a new fucking member to screw with me." His eyes widen, "a new member to the gang? Who?" I try to calm myself down, still greatly pissed. "The new student."

"Oh. Well, I guess it was inevitable. The Akatsuki always ask new students to join the gang. He'll probably last as long as the last one did though." I shake my head. "No, this one is different. He'll be in the gang much longer than the others, and I'm sure he has targeted me." Shukaku gives a look back behind him, and when he turns back, he's a little pale. "What's wrong." I ask, a bit worried now for him.

"He's watching you." I roll my eyes, "I could have told you that. He's been doing it since first period." He blanched, "you have him for more classes?" "Try all classes." He shakes his head, "damn that's got to suck." I let out a small laugh, "tell me about it." We sit silently for awhile, listening to the teacher who doesn't seem to know what the hell she's doing. "Ok class. Since this is the first day, and all. I guess you should, I don't know, talk amongst yourselves?" She must have been a new teacher, or she just felt intimidated with all the seniors in the room.

"So do you have any other Akatsuki members in your classes?" Shukaku asks, reattracting my attention. I nod, "just for first period. I have him, Kisame, and Diedara. They're the ones who asked him to join." He sighs, and I do the same, "let's change the subject." He nods, "alright. So how's the orphange running?" The orphange. What an amazing place. "It's doing really well right now. We're still having a bit of money problems, but with me working, we're pulling through."

"That's really good. And how's Tsunade and Jiraiya?" "Really good. Actually, I have Tsunade as a teacher for Calculus." He laughed, "awesome! That's an easy A right there." I snorted, "yea right. If anything, she'll be going harder on me." He continues laughing, "yea, but with your genius brain, you'll still get an A." I roll my eyes at his flattery, "yea, I can only hope."

"Hey, so are you working today?" I nod my head, "Yea. Why?" He nudges me with his elbow, "so we can hang out, duh." "Bleh, hanging out with you is like signing my death warrant. There's no telling what kind of trouble you'll get us into, and if we'll get arrested or not." He pouts, "that was one time! I didn't know they were home!" I laugh, knowing he is refering to the time we broke into a house just to do it, and the family was sitting there, having dinner, just staring at us. That was a damn hilarious day!

"Friday for sure, I don't have work that day." He nods, "ok. Hey we should go see that new movie that just came out!" I look at him with disgust, "the one with the zombies?" He nods enthusiastically, "yea! It'll be awesome!" I make a face, "yea, if you like that kind of crap." He grabs my arm, shaking me wildly "come on! It'll be awesome!" "Fine. But you're buying." "Ok, whatever. Yes! Zombies here we come!" He fists pumps and I knock him upside the head, "hey dumbass. It's still four days away, try to pace yourself."

He sticks his tongue out at me, "you're no fun. You need to learn how to live a little." I laugh, "by acting dorky like you?" He crosses his arms, "hey, who are you calling dorky Mr. Valedictorian?" I shove him away, "yea, yea. Whatever Mr. Straight C's." He pushes me back, "hey, I'm proud of those C's I got last year! They were a great improvement from all those Ds." I shake my head, looking dramatically at the cieling, "proud of C's? Lord, what is this world coming to?"

"Well sorry we can't all be brainiacs like you, oh all mighty Kyuubi." I cross my arms, "it's not that simple. It's hard work and determination. I don't get these A's easily." "Yea, hard work that lasts about two seconds and determination to upshow all the other students." "Quit overexaggerating. I don't try to best everyone else." He shook his head, "ok, sure. Whatever you say Kyuubi."

Itachi's POV:

The two were messing around in class, and were incredibly loud, but that didn't deter them. Didn't they have any respect for other students? The idiotic teacher was just looking through a magazine, not caring about the events going around her. I had to say, it was interesting, and amazing luck, that I had Kyuubi for all six classes.

It was as if fate had purposely brought us together so I could bully the hell out of him. But bullying was such a weak word. I intended to make school tortorous for him, make it his own personal living hell. The only downside was that he had a friend in this period, and would disrupt the plan I had created. Oh well, there were still five other periods to mess with him, this would just be his break period.

Getting a reaction out of him would be fun, but breaking him down would be incredible. It was just the matter of how and when. Finding out his weakness, if he had one, would be simple.

Kisame, Diedara, Sasori, Kakazu, Hidan, and myself. Those were the only Akatsuki members that actually went to the High School. The others, Tobi, Zetsu, Pein, and Konan, had all graduated and were now terrorizing nonstudents. Well, except for Pein and Konan, who were torturing the student body here. What a disappointing group. I had expected there to be more members, but then again, I probably wouldn't even talk to the members that even came classes with me much.

First day of school was finally through, and I seriously didn't know what to do now. I could have just gone home, but spotting the red head, I was temted to mess with him a bit more. Of course, his friend was with him, so that kind of ruined the fun. It wouldn't be the same as bullying him when he was alone and without any support, that way, he would be more entertaining.

I choose to just follow the two, who are walking to where I can only guess is the way home. They are chatting quietly, none of that horseplay that I had seen in sixth period. And I can almost guess that it must be something serious. Walking close enough to hear them but not be seen, I catch snippets of their conversation.

"How sick is he?" That was his friend, sounding sincerly worried. "He isn't looking too good. His fever came back last night, and we had to take him back to the hospital last night. I'm worried that the doctors won't be able to do anything this time." So a friend or family member was sick? Tiring of the conversation, I move farther away to follow at a safer distance. The two exchange more words before the sandy haired boy parts, turning into another street.

Now it was just me and him. He continues to walk farther and farther, getting more deeper in town. Could it be he wasn't going home? I watch as he enters one of the small buildings, the plaque ontop reading 'Uzumaki Diner'. I wondered if the principal had a hand in this place. I enter after a few moments and I see the place is small and filled with a couple of customers.

I stay at the enterance for a moment, taking in the scenery, and ignoring the stares I'm getting. After a couple of moments, I spot Kyuubi sporting a uniform. So he did work here. That was good to know for future reference.

I decide to leave before the red head sees me, no need to raise problems now. There would be plenty of time for that later. I make my way back to the school parking lot where my car is parked. As I drive home, my mind wanders on how I could bully the red head. The possiblities were endless.