Approaching his door step, he sighed, as he placed the key into the door, unlocking it to gain entrance. Stepping inside, he turned and closed the door, re-locking as he leaned on it. 'What is the damn pain in my chest…? Why hasn't it gone away yet…? It hurts...'

Pushing off the door, he paused momentarily before deciding to head upstairs. Walking past the bathroom, he looked in and sighed again. 'Maybe a shower or something will help me think straight again.' He walked in, shutting the door behind him, with a click; it was locked, as he began to undress. Sliding open the shower door, he stepped in, turning on the water, to begin adjusting it. After it was the right temperature he turned on the shower head, and let the water beat down on his pale skin. Steam began to fill the room, as he thought out loud: "Why can't I figure out why my chest hurts so much?"

As a reply the tiny voice in the back of his head sung: 'It's his fault.'

"Who's?"

'That boys… The one that saved you…..'

"Nani…"

'Think about it…. Then get back to me.'

He rested his arm on the wall, and then placed his head upon his arm, inhaling deeply as he thought, 'His fault? How is it his fault….?' He continued thinking when the voice was just about to give in to his stupidity, he gasped: "No… That can't be it… Can it?"

'Yes it can. And I'm surprised you actually figured it out.'

"But… I…" He was interrupted by a knock on the door, and the sweet voice of a woman speaking, "Yuki… You okay?"

He quickly retorted: "Yea!"

Speaking again she said: "Well…Who are you talking to?"

"No one…. I'm fine really… Now please go away…."

She sighed, but granted his wish, and walked away… He waited a moment, and then continued with his thoughts: "But I can't love him… Not yet at least… It doesn't make sense…"

'Life doesn't make sense Yuki… Get used to it.'

Sighing he turned off the water, and got out of the shower. Grabbing the towel that hung beside him, he dried off, and then wrapped it around his waist, opening the door, and tracking across the hall to his bedroom. Stepping inside his room, and closing the door behind him, he threw the towel across the room, slipping on a pair of boxers, and then crawling into bed. He buried himself under the covers, closing his eyes, and drifted to sleep.

/In the distance a faint light, light up the darkness. He slowly began to approach it, as he did; he heard that same voice that he talks to, chime in: 'That's right, keep going… You'll like what you're about to see…' Unsure whether to trust the voice or not, he continued forward. As the light got brighter, and closer, he gazed in to see a familiar structure of a guy standing in the middle of the light. Confused he called out to it: "Who are you?" He blinked, and then all of a sudden the figure was inches from his face, and replied, "I'm your darkest desires…" Taking a step back, he blinked again, and looked around for the figure, that seemed to of disappeared. He turned around to leave, when he found the figure there… Naked, Wet, and very hot... A blush spread across his face, as he fell backwards preparing for a major nose bleed. But instead he felt heat and excitement rise from his lower regions. Looking down he seen that his member had risen and wanted to be touched… As the figure got closer, he bit his lower lip, and clenched his eyes shut…\

He awoken, with a jolt, he sat up in his bed, breathing heavily. He brought his hands up to his face rubbing it tiredly. He began to feel that heat build up again, as he lifted his blanket he seen that the dream had caused him to become aroused. Trying to resist the urge to satisfy himself, he bit at his lower lip as he felt his hand slowly getting closer to his member. Hesitant for a moment, he gave in and slipped his boxers down to his ankles, and began rubbing and stroking himself.

Moaning in the pleasure he was giving himself, he couldn't stop… He didn't want to stop…. "Ngh…. Ah…" stroking harder, he felt his penis twitch in his hand. Leaning his head back, he motioned faster, causing him to release all over his hand. Before he knew it, his hand was getting closer to his mouth, where he began to lick and suck the juices off. He shuttered slightly at the sweet, yet bitter taste. Panting softly he lay back down, running his hand through his hair, he sighed replacing his boxers back onto his waist. Staring up at the ceiling, his vision became blurred, and he found himself drifting back to sleep.

/As darkness surrounded him once again, Still being blinded to everything around him, he raced back into the unknown, his heart beating more rapidly, he could feel the lack of oxygen seeping into his lungs, making it much harder to breath than before, clutching at his chest, the rank smell of blood overwhelmed him more than before, as he heard the screams that were getting closer and closer, with inaudible words filled his ears, until that voice rang through the screaming… 'I am your darkest and deepest desires' he could see that smug smirking look, as he fell to his knees, clutching his head tightly he curled up into a little ball, and began quivering and screaming.\

Yuki woke up to find himself wrapped tightly in a comforting pair of arms that rocked him sweetly. He looked over his shoulder to see his mother holding him, with her head nuzzled into his back. She opened her eyes, to see him awake, she sat up properly, and caressing his cheek softly and calmly spoke: "Shh… My baby… It's okay." Holding him tighter, he breathed deeply, and talked back: "I know… I'm sorry…"

"Don't be Yuki. You sure that your okay?"

"Hai, it was only a bad dream. I'll be fine. What time is it?"

"Umm… It's 8:30 why?"

"Shit, I'm gonna be late for school…" he removed himself from her grasp, and grabbed his clothes, throwing them on, running into the bathroom, fixing his hair, and brushing his teeth. He jumped down the stairs, messily laced his shoes and booked it down the route to his school.

Again being swept away in the sea of people, it seemed slightly easier to find the easy paths to take between them, a second time round. Taking his seat in the middle of the room, he waited for the bell to ring to start… And for some reason he was kind of excited for it today, even though he didn't really know why. The bell rang and swarms of student swept into the room, and much to everyone's surprise, that one guy wasn't late.

"It's nice to see you show up on time, Taikori."

"Oh shush… I have my reasons for not being late." He smirked slightly, as he looked over to the boy sitting in the middle of the room, giving him a half assed smile, he wandered over to his seat, and lazily sat on the chair.

"What was that unneeded look for?" Jiraya asked clueless.

"Haven't you heard? One of my teachers is failing me. So he called my mom…." He grinned widely: "And said he would wish to speak to her about my grades…."

Snickers escaped everyone's lips, and the 'hot mom' comments passed through the room again.

"Quiet now. We don't need to know about your damn fantasies of his mom! I feel sorry for the teacher that called her in… Who is it may I ask?"

"Orochi-Sensei…"

"Orochimaru…? Are you serious...? I really think that guy has a death wish…. Damn."

"Well if he does, it's going to be granted." He glanced up at the clock, grinning wider he spoke: "And wait for the yelling in… 3…2…1…"

"What the hell do you mean? You're going to kick him out of class?!"

"It's exactly how is sounds Mrs. Aburame."

"Really…? 'Cause the only sound I hear is all of your bones breaking!"

"There is no need for violence, I'm just concerned about his well-being, and pissed off at his tardiness."

A dangerous aura began to overwhelm the atmosphere, the woman's fists were clenched tightly, her head was hung slightly, and if it were possible, you could see the smoke spiraling around her. Before speaking another word, her fist and his face connected, watching the room fly past him he found him self being repelled to the ground, and the sound of a bone or two shattering echoed through the empty room. He grunted, as he felt himself being picked up by the collar of his shirt, he winced as the angered voice rang into his ears:

"Now you're going to listen, and your going to listen well. Understand?" he nodded in response, and through clenched teeth she continued: "Taikori is going to be apart of this class whether you like it or not. You are going to be fair and kind towards him. 'Cause if I hear otherwise I will do more, and then break your arm." She threw him back into the ground before turning on her heels, and headed to wards the door. "Consider this you first and only warning."

Walking out the door, she found the students from the class of Jiraya's huddled around the door to see the action; she glared over at them hatefully. Before making her exit, they grimaced slightly before taking their seats again, and making more comments about how hot she is when she's angry. Yuki looked over to the corner, to see the boy everyone called Taikori, smirking wildly, with his head leaning in the palms of his hands, and legs crossed on top of the desk top. He was really confused, at why he was smiling like that… But before he could think any further, he found himself starring at the boy, when he turned his head, and gave him a flirtatious wink. Yuki felt his heart stop and stomach drop instantly. He turned away with his cheeks tinted a fair red.

The bell for second class rang, and just as Yuki began walking towards his Humanities class, he felt an arm heavily lay across his shoulders. Looking over to see who it was and why they were doing this. When he processed who it was, he could have sworn his heart skipped a few hundred beats, and that he forgot how to breathe. Gaining slight control he stuttered: "T-Taik-kori- Kun? What are you…? D-doing..?"

"Heh, I'm surprised you remembered my name… By the way, yours is Uchiha right?"

"Eh?"

"Your name…"

"Oh…. No… I'd prefer Yuki." he blushed at his blond moment, and scratched at the back of his neck.

"Umm... Okay… Cool… Well I guess, I'll leave you be… For now… Bai-Bai"

Taikori removed his arm and turned to walk way, as Yuki spoke out: "Ah… Sayonara"

Turning back around Taikori wrapped his arm back round him… "By the way… You have a very nice ass." Grinning like a mad man, he turned again, and power walked away.

All Yuki could do is blush 10 different shades of pink, which made many people stare at him, for the remainder of that class. 'This is horrible… Why did he have to say something like that? Agh! I hate it when people stare at me weirdly….' Yuki thought to himself after that horrid class was over. Time for lunch break… Finally! Some time to his self... Walking out the doors, to the lone cherry blossom tree that stood in the distant background of the school, to where he found a nice spot to sit and relax against. Taking in the sweet scent of the flowers, and being able to breathe in the crisp air, invigorated him. Leaning back against the trunk, he closed his eyes, and prepared to clear his thoughts. What seemed like only seconds, he felt like he was being watched…? And it being him, he had to see who it was, and possibly tell them to take a hike. Partially opening his eyes, he found no other than Taikori crouching in front of him, looking at him with an odd look. His eyes widened and his cheeks tinted a pink again as he spoke softly: "Hi… Taikori-Kun"

"Heh, I really like the way you say my name… It's kinda hot."

"Nani…?"

"Heh, you look so cute when you're confused."

"Why…?"

"Why…? What?"

"Why do you have to say those things?"

In the distance a few of Taikori's fan girls stood there watching everything they did, with utmost jealousy. Glancing over in their direction Taikori noticed them, and smirked in a devious way, before he answered: "Because, it's true, and I enjoy watching you blush."

Before Yuki could respond to his comment, he found his lips being taken by Taikori's. Unsure what was going on he didn't respond at first, but then eventually gave in, and kissed him back, wrapping his arms around his neck. Taikori smirked at this, and then ran his tongue across his bottom lip, before forcing his inside. He roamed his mouth freely, and enjoyed every second of it.

The fan girls watched in horror, as the two boys kissed. One screamed, and the other's cried out: "NO! HE CAN'T BE GAY!" dropping to their knees and began sobbing.

Taikori broke away, and smiled while pressing his forehead against the others.

"Heh"

"What?" Yuki looked at him confused, still blushing like crazy.

"I'm surprised you even went along with it. You're full of surprises Uchiha. I'm very interested." Kissing him lightly on the lips, before getting up and walking off, wearing his damn smirk again.

As the rest of the day past, he couldn't help but not to smile on his walk home. Something that happened made him feel almost giddy, and he couldn't hide it either. Approaching his front door, he unlocked it, almost skipping inside, walking to the kitchen, he noticed a dark haired man sitting at the table, with his dad. They both looked up at him with a kind of mean look in their eyes… "Umm… Gomen…" He began to back up slowly "I'll just go…."

"Wait a second now. Get back here." His dad pointed to the spot on the floor beside him.

"Demo…"

"Now..!"

"Hai…" nervous he cautiously walked over to where his dad specified. Standing in the spot he hung his head slightly, wanting that moment to be over.

"This is my son Yuki. Yuki, this is my boss."

"It's nice to meet you Yuki…" The unknown man spoke dramatically.

"Hai, You too sir" Yuki spoke softly, not wanting this to go on.

"I think he would do just fine." The man got up, and prepared to leave, when he spoke again: "It was nice seeing you Itachi, thanks for taking me up on my offer, and I will be seeing you later Yuki…." Smirking he walked off down the hall, and out the back door.

"Nani…? What did he mean by that dad?"

"By what…?"

"That! What did he mean by his offer? And me?"

Sighing Itachi crossed his arms on the table, before telling Yuki to sit down. "Yuki… Today… My boss, he was going to replace me…."
"You were going to get fired?"

"Hai… And then he made a proposition…"

"Which was…?"

"He…. Well… He likes… Younger boys…. And some how knew about you…. So you are the key to me still having a job…."

"What… The Fuck Dad! You're selling me so you can keep your damn job?"

Standing up and slamming his hands down on the table he yelled back: "Don't speak to me that way Yuki! Know your god damn place! And you know that if I can't keep this job, our family is over."

"You still don't have the right to sell your kid!"

Not being to withstand his anger, Itachi lashed out at him, hitting him violently across the face. Leaving a dark red and print on the side of his face, shocked at what just happened Yuki stumbled backwards, and touched his throbbing sore face, tears welling up in his eyes. Gulping down the moan that wanted to escape, he spoke hesitantly… "I refuse…."

Still angered he calmly spoke: "You don't have much say in the matter Yuki."

Yuki began walking to the doorway, when his dad spoke again, "You tell your mom about this, I'm going to do more then just hit you…."

Now scared, he ran towards the stairs. On his way there he found the door opening and his mom walking in, he looked at her with tears streaming down his face, and tripped up the stairs. She looked at him with worry, and much sadness. His bedroom door slammed shut as she walked towards the kitchen.

"Itachi… What's wrong with Yuki?"

He shrugged his shoulders, and then mumbled: "Bad day at school, I guess…"

She looked at him questionably, "Are you lying to me Itachi?"

"No…."

"I don't believe you."

Getting up from his chair again, he walked towards the door way. "I'm going to bed. I had a long day at work today, Good Night."

Still worried about the sight she witnessed earlier she walked up to her sons' room, knocking on the door politely.

"Go away damn it! I don't want to see anyone right now!"

"Yuki…. Please let me come in."

"No!"

"Well, I'm coming in anyway." She opened the door to see her son curled up in a tiny ball on his bed, quivering and still crying, she sat beside him, and placed a hand lovingly on his shoulder, before sweetly speaking, "Tell me what's wrong baby…"

He simply shook his head, while sniffling.

"Did something happen at school today to make you upset?"

"No…"

"Did your father say something to you?"

He froze and shuffled slightly "… No…"

"Don't you lie to me too young man."

He looked around nervously, before sitting up quickly, startling the woman, and hugged her tightly, "He wants to sell me…."

"Sell you? How in the world would he sell you?"

Pouting slightly as he whispered, "Sexually….."

"Yuki… Your father wouldn't do that to you."

"But he is! His boss was over today, and when he left, I asked why he was here. Dad said he was going to replace him, and that in order to keep his job he was giving my body to him. Then he told me not to tell you, or else he'd do more than just hit me!" Biting his lower lip hard, as he realized the last sentence he just said. 'Shit…'

"He did what?"

"Nothing… Forget it…"

"He hit you?" Her eyes widened in anger and hurt.

"No… I didn't mean to say that…"

"Where…?"

"No where…. It's nothing."

"Tell me where Yuki…"

He held the side of his face, and mentally began to beat himself.

She lovingly stroked his face, and looked at him painfully. Before kissing his forehead, and whispering, "I'm sorry… I'm sorry I couldn't protect you…"

"Don't be…." He hugged her tightly, still silently weeping, he yawned and fell asleep in her arms.