The Seed Of The Akatsuki Chapter One: Abused It was cold outside. The neighborhood was quiet. The only thing that was heard was the pitter patter of a little boy running. This boy was five-years-old. His name was Kazuya, son of divorced parents Kakuzu and Umeko. " Kazuya! " he heard a man call after him, only making him run even faster. " Kazuya! Bring your ass back here you weak ass pussy! " Kazuya sled under a bush that was closer to the road. He layed down, watching his stepfather run right past him. He started to shiver as a cold breeze blew through the leaves that still had frost on them. His eyes begin to water as he curled into a ball. " D-Daddy! " he called. " I want my daddy! " His voice was too meek and soft for anyone to hear. He stopped sobbing as he saw his stepfather walk past again. He was carrying a metal bat in his hand. He was half drunk, and decided to have some fun by beating on poor little Kazuya. Kazuya stayed in his place. He was not about to take the risk to run again. As soon as he thought the coast was clear, he sat up and wiped his eyes dry. As he stood up, he dust the ice cold snow off of his pants. He stood in the middle of the empty road staring at the direction of his home. He had to go back though he did not want to. He already knew what was gonna happen once he get there. His stepfather was gonna kill him without thinking twice about it. His mother was at work, and his father lived all the way in the suburbs, so there was no one home to protect him. He gave a little sigh and begin walking home. " I hope Isamu is not home yet " his little voice said while walking. He came to the front of the house and saw that the lights were on. Kazuya took a deep breath and placed his little hand on the knob of the door. It opened slowly. The only light that was on was the one in the kitchen. He tried his best to sneak in, but a voice called his name. His stepfather was sitting in a darkened living room. Isamu still held he bat in his hand. " Why the fuck was you running ? " he asked still seemng to be drunk. Kazuya froze at the voice. It almost sound as if he wanted to kill him. " Answer me bitch! " Isamu yelled making Kazuya fall to the floor. " B-Because you was ganna h-hurt me " his little voice replied. Isamu smirked at what he was seeing. Fear was all in Kazuya's face. By the time Kazuya made the effort to get up, the bat swung smashing right into his little gut. Kazuya's eyes grew as he fell to the floor. He was gasping for air when he heard a loud chuckle. " You're nothing but a weak ass! " Isamu said spitting into Kazuya's face. " It was a mistake your mother made! She slept around with your weak ass father and they made a weak ass son! You nothing but a stupid bitch just like your father! " Kazuya's little heart was broken. Hearing all the insults about his father made him cry even more. " Shut the fuck up! " the man shouted. Kazuya continued to cry. Isamu drew his fist back and punched little Kazuya in his little mouth with all his strength. Kazuya spitted out teeth and blood. Blood oozed out of is mouth and nose. His two front teeth was laying before his. He shook in shock and pain. He begain coughing and panting hard. Clearly this got on Isamu's nerves so he grabbed the kid by his hair. He drugged him into the living room and threw him on the floor. " Get the fuck up! " the drunk man shouted ready to fight the kid like a grown man. Kazuya got up, using the couch for support. Isamu ran toward him and punch him in his jaw with power. It popped. More blood came out. Isamu was now hyped up. " Come on bitch! " he shouted. " What you gonna do dumb ass? Your ganna call your daddy? " Kazuya tried his best to get away. Isamu grabbed the bat and headed toward the little being. A large pool of blood was left in the middle of the floor. Blood droplets followed Kazuya's little weak body. By the time Kazuya made it to the bottom of the staircase, he turned only to be greeted by his enemy. " Nighty night bitch! " Isamu said swinging the bat at his little pray. Blackout. The next morning, Kazuya found himself still laying in the some spot. He was covered in dried blood. He tried to move, but his head was still hurting and his mouth and nose was still sore. With two teeth missing in the front, Kazuya looked to the side and saw that his mother's purse was laying there. " Oh Isamu! " e heard a woman moan up stairs guessing it was his mother. " Oh! Right there! Yes! Harder! DON'T STOP! " Kazuya was scared. Was he hurting his mommy? But the most important thing is, did she see him laying there? Her one and only son begin to cry. He was so hurt. This man made his mother forget about he own son. Kazuya made the effort to move. Pain shot throughout his body. He wanted to scream, but stopped himself. He got to his feet and headed up stairs. As he limped through the hall, he saw his mother and stepfather ram into each other in a fast pace. Kazuya shut his eye tight trying not to believe it. A few minutes later, Kazuya ran himself a nice warm bath. He sled in it making groaning sounds. His body was so sore. He sat in the water thinking, was it really a mistake that his mother and father made him to be there?