Title: Behind Cell Block Thirteen

Warnings: Language, Drugs, Violence, YAOI, some OOC, AU, Gaa/Nej, other pairings to be revealed.

This chapter contains guy on guy action. Not the good one though, RAPE. GANGBANG.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to the Naruto series.

AN: Hey everyone! Make sure you read the warning before you read this chapter. Thank you to the awesome reviews. To Amethyst, yeah it was him, hehe. I'll explain more of what happened in the future chapters. I also take long to upload sometimes, this story is an exception because I like it a lot haha. To Dysfunctional, haha, what you said about the height issue made me giggle. Yeah at first that's what I was thinking but I forced my mind to imagine that they are almost the same height. They are supposed to be that way in my story. But you still can't help but imagine a short Gaara XD. To Corvin, if Sasuke was real and was a call boy irl, I would be his regular customer. Hhahaha, jk. And yeah, I couldn't really imagine Naruto killing someone. So I made his a druggie haha. He's too darn cute. To k1ta.ky0ko, I'm so glad you finally decided to give it at try, hehe. Everyone else, Thank you once again for all your wonderful reviews!

Chapter 4: Silvia, Jiraiya, and the Revenge

Neji POV

It's been almost a week and a half since I first came to Kanoha State Penitentiary. Everything is a boring routine. The only thing that keeps the prisoners sane is lunch, dinner and it's after activities. I swear, if anyone got those privileges taken away then they might as well kill themselves because eventually they would break down and go nuts.

I haven't talked to Gaara again after the episode last week. He is basically ignoring my presence. He walks pass me like I don't even exist. I should be happy that the killer psycho is avoiding me but do you know how annoying it is sharing a cell with somebody and the only thing you guys do is pretend each other doesn't exist. Who knows, maybe I'm just being a pussy. 'Surviving this hell hole' is on the top of my priority list, just after 'getting the fuck out of here.'

I also found out something very weird two days ago. During lunch I asked Naruto why everyone called him a mute. He looked at me funny and said 'Well duh, ever since he came here he has never talked to a single soul'. I find that rather amusing. Mute? I don't think so. How do you explain out quarrel? I told Naruto that he talked to me and even told me his name. Naruto just shrugged and said he doesn't know why I was an exception to talk to. The blonde also said that the only people Gaara would talk to is his brother and sister who sometimes visit during visiting days. I asked him how he knew and he said 'I over heard them talking… but all I heard Gaara say throughout the conversation were yes and no.'

The silence is killing me. I should put an end to it.

End POV

Neji sat on his bed reading the book he borrowed from the small penitentiary library. It was about conspiracies the government was accused of doing and so forth. It wasn't that interesting but it was better than the rest of the crap they had in there. Gaara was sitting far across from him reading the same book and leaning against the wall. Neji was curious what kind of book he was reading. The book itself had no cover; it just had a plain burgundy colored front. Looking at him won't start up a conversation Neji. Do something.

"Gaara…"

The red head looked up from his book. His face was expressionless like always but Neji was glad the fire from his eyes were gone.

Say something. "How's the book?"

Gaara looked from the book to Neji and vice versa. It seemed like he was having an internal battle in his mind. "Fine." he finally said. See, he's not mute Neji thought.

"I forgive you."

Neji looked at Gaara like he'd grown a second head. Maybe the brunette didn't hear right. "What?"

"I forgive you." Gaara said again, annoyed that he had to repeat himself.

What the fuck? I should be the one saying it not him! "Thanks." Neji put on a fake smile. I guess it's a start. I'll just make sure I say the right things if I don't want to get murdered in my sleep.

Things became silent after that. Their short conversation was enough for today. Neji thought if they say anymore, things might get out of control again and Neji wasn't going to risk that. He would take things step by step and would make sure not to burn the fuel in Gaara's mind.

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The trio sat on their usual table during dinner. Naruto was stuffing his face like usual and Sasuke would just look at him in disgust.

"You actually like leftovers?" Sasuke made a face.

Naruto continued to chew on the left over chicken from last night, "The chicken is good I can't help it."

Sasuke and Naruto seemed to be getting along much better after a few days of being stuck in the same cell. The blonde made sure to keep his mouth shut when Sasuke was ready to sleep. A yelling Sasuke wasn't really someone pleasant to talk to anyways. But Sasuke always made sure to talk to the blonde sometimes. According to Naruto, talking was the only way to fight the cravings. Before Sasuke came along, he would talk to himself to keep his mind occupied.

"You guys want to go to the job workshop with me later?" asked Naruto.

"I have to go to the counselors first but I'll meet you there once I'm through."

"Thanks Neji. Sasuke you want to come?"

"I already know everything there is to know about interviews, resumes and all that crap." Sasuke looked at Naruto who was pouting. "But since I have nothing better to do, not like I have a lot of options, I guess I'll go."

"Awesome! I'm so glad I met you two. Gaara wasn't the only loner here you know."

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"We'll see you later Neji!" waved the blonde. Sasuke nodded at him and the two left to go to the workshop.

Neji seeing the counselor every other day really helped him a lot. Not just for his sanity but for his feelings outside the barbed wires. He talked about everything from his childhood to his father's death. The counselor asked why he won't strike up a conversation with his cellmate. Neji explained his situation and the counselor, whose name was Sylvia, understood when the name Gaara game up. Neji never mentioned about the murder and his innocence to it all either. He didn't want to talk about something that the counselor probably wouldn't even take to heart.

Neji was escorted to the north eastern building whenever he visited Sylvia, along with a few others who decided to seek a counselor's help and advice.

"Ah, Mr. Hyuuga, have a seat." She gestured the brunette to sit on the large plastic chair that was bolted on the floor. Sylvia was sweet aging lady. She seemed to be in her late sixties. Sylvia might be old but she was a great listener and often gave the best advice.

"What would you like to talk about today?"

Neji smiled, "Gaara."

"Mr. Sabaku? Okay, what's on your mind?"

"Well, I really don't know. He's weird sometimes and it gives me the creeps. I really do want to get along with him. I know it'll take a while to get the mental image of a mass murderer out of my head but I'm willing to try. I'm just not the type of person to ignore someone whom I'm practically living with. I just wanted to know a best approach."

"Looking at the history of Mr. Sabaku, I assume he isn't much of a talker correct?" Neji nodded his head. "You mentioned a while ago that he had a rage outburst? Neji nodded his head again.

"I'm just afraid he might do something to me if I say the wrong things. I just want to get along with him so I know what things would set him off. It'll be easier for me to avoid them."

"Just converse with him slowly, I'm guessing you are already doing that. Keep it up. Eventually you would see his patterns. You will realize what triggers his madness. But like I said, it would take time."

"Thanks Sylvia, I just wanted reassurance."

"Not a problem dear boy. Oh, and next time, let's talk about the reasons you were put in jail."

Neji gulped, "Maybe." He wasn't really sure he wanted to tell her.

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The skies outside the penitentiary was beautiful, it would be a good time if one wanted to bum around on the beach or have a long quiet nap in the park. Neji began to regret not doing the small simple things in life. He should have gotten his ass out of the couch a few and go out and smell the fresh air.

It's too late for that now.

The young trio was in the courtyard where the exercise equipment was kept. Naruto insisted that he needed to bulk up his muscles. Neji and Sasuke felt obligated to do so. Naruto was lifting a barbell about one hundred pounds while Sasuke spotted him. Neji watched them on the side near the fence.

"You're so puny Naruto. Only a hundred?" teased Sasuke.

"Shutup teme, do you expect me to lift three hundred pounds on my first try? Besides, the barbell looks heavier than you are so you shouldn't be teasing people."

Naruto laughed out loud causing Sasuke to growl at the blonde. Neji just chuckled as the duo began to argue. It was becoming a regular thing for the two and Neji felt a wave of jealousy and loneliness come over him. Don't be jealous. There's no need to be. He quickly brushed aside his emotions and stored it away in the back of his mind.

Neji felt a shift on the bench he was sitting on indicating that someone had sat next to him. Neji turned to see who it was and paled when he saw who. Right next to him was none other than the old pervert Jiraiya and two of his cronies he got acquainted with when he first arrived.

"How are things eh boy?"

"Leave me alone you asshole." Neji said making sure not to make eye contact.

Jiraiya smirked, "Don't you have some respect boy? You should know to never talk to you your elders that way."

Neji turned and glared at the old man, "You're an exception."

The old man laughed along with his two cronies who Neji thought looked like they haven't showered in years. "You're even more irresistible when you are angry." He said moving closer.

Neji felt panic when the three men surrounded him. He looked to where Sasuke and Naruto were suppose to be at but he found them missing. Neji saw them on the other side of the area helping each other with their sit-ups. Worse, their sight of Neji was blocked by other people working out.

"Friends not here to help?"

"Don't do anything stupid old man." Neji warned, fear in his eyes.

"Or what?" he hissed.

Neji couldn't think of anything to say. "Or I'll call the guards on you and you would have privileges taken away.

Jiraiya laughed again, much sinister this time, "Hey boys, we have ourselves a tattle here." He leaned closer to the younger man, "Listen here boy; the guards don't give a shit what happens to you. Try all you want, all they care about is their safety. You know how these selfish pigs are."

"That's not true!" he almost yelled.

"I'll prove it to you." Jiraiya smirked.

Before Neji could scream out for help, one of the men around Jiraiya stuffed a balled cloth in Neji's mouth. Neji tried to run but was grabbed by the arms by two other men. He struggled to escape but he was no match against the three stronger individuals.

They dragged the struggling boy to a corner where the wall of a building was acting as a shield from the guards. The guards couldn't see them now. A few prisoners noticed but said nothing, afraid that they might be the next victim or just the excitement of watching a free show.

"Take off his clothes." Jiraiya ordered them as he held Neji in place. He had grabbed Neji's arms from behind and was pressed up against the boy's backside. His voice sounded hungry and in need.

The men literally ripped his clothes off, first his shirt and then his pants. Neji closed his eyes but continued to struggle free. He wanted to scream but the salty fabric in his mouth kept him from getting too loud.

Jiraiya leaned over and whispered into Neji's ear, Neji felt the man's musty hot breath on his ear, "I can't wait to eat you all up." He growled. "I've always wanted to ever since I first laid my eyes on you boy."

He pushed Neji against the wall. Neji's left side of the face was scraping hard against the rough brick wall.

"Hold his arms and spread his legs." He commanded his cronies when he let go of Neji.

Neji felt tears streaming down his face. This can't be happening… this can't be happening…He kept telling himself. Jiraiya pulled down his pants revealing his already throbbing member.

"Spread them wider!" he hissed. Neji was now exposed; you could see everything from Jiraiya's view. "So tasty…" he whispered to himself as his eyes roamed Neji's body, stopping only to gaze at the boy's behind. The men holding Neji smirked while examining Neji's body themselves, their own member hardening in their pants. They couldn't wait until it was their turn.

Jiraiya looked down and let a sting of his saliva onto his cock. He rubbed the saliva all over the tip hoping it would help enter easier.

The old man walked up against Neji's behind, causing the boy to squirm harder trying to escape. He rubbed the tip of his penis between Neji's bottom, gliding it on the boy's anus and his scrotum. Jiraiya loved playing around with his victims. He smirked and reached around Neji grabbing his limp member. Jiraiya squeezed it with his calloused hands, tugging, pulling, and letting it harden slowly.

"Atta boy." He hissed in Neji's ear, licking it in the process. Neji closed his eyes shut so he didn't have to see his rapist's face. "Get hard for me."

The old man let go of Neji's semi hard member and continued to harass Neji's behind with his cock. He finally decided it was time. Grabbing his own member, he guided it to Neji's small hole. He heard Neji growl which turned him on even more. Jiraiya grabbed Neji's hips as he slowly inserted into him. He felt Neji tighten his behind so the old man couldn't enter. Jiraiya managed to get the tip inside but was the farthest it could go.

"So…" he panted, "You want to play?"

With one hard thrust, Jiraiya entered his whole length inside the boy. Neji tried to scream in pain but the cloth prevented him from doing so. The feeling was unbearable; it seemed his inside had just been ripped open. More tears streamed down his face.

Slowly, Jiraiya began to pump himself inside the boy. He closed his eyes tight, fingers digging into Neji's hips, "So tight…." He hissed. The other men, who were now very much aroused, stared at Jiraiya's cock entering Neji slowly, over and over. One of them unconsciously grabbed Neji's member and started pumping the boy for all he's worth, while the other began to lick and suck on Neji's exposed neck.

Jiraiya gained speed as he thrust into the boy deeper. He let go of Neji's now bleeding hips and slammed his fist on the wall. He fucked Neji's tight ass so fast he thought he was going to lose it. "Tighter…" he commanded Neji, who of course didn't obey.

The old man snarled at Neji when he didn't do what he was told and with his hands now grabbing each of Neji's cheeks, he forcefully squeezed them together. This forced Neji to tighten himself onto the old man's aching rod.

This continued until all three men had a chance to fuck. It lasted for another twenty minutes. Neji was sore and hurting, not just on the outside but on the inside. He had just been raped. What got him angrier were the people near them just watching in pleasure. No one ever bothered to call for help. His shoulders and his back were in bad shape from all the biting, sucking and grabbing. If there was a power to kill oneself, Neji would do it in a heartbeat.

After they were finished, they just left Neji lying on the ground. No one helped him. The last thing he heard from Jiraiya before he left was, 'Tell a soul and I will kill you'. Neji laid there naked, whimpering in pain as he curled up into a ball. He didn't want to get up nor did he want to. He wanted to die on the spot. His innocent was stripped away from him. He was a virgin. Whether it be from a guy or a girl, he was still a virgin. He wanted to wait until the right girl came his way. Neji never expected the old pervert to be it. He continued to cry silently, he was angry at the three men but mostly angry with himself.

"Neji!" shouted the blonde. "Holy fuck… holy fuck…"

The two young men came running up to Neji. Sasuke dropped on the floor, grabbed Neji and cradled the broken man onto his lap.

"We asked where you were. Everyone pointed us into different directions. I- I'm sorry we didn't come sooner." The blonde looked like he was about to cry himself. Seeing the bawling victim on the floor would make anyone cry. He looked like a mess. His body was painted with bruises and cuts.

The blonde looked at his cellmate who didn't look like he was in good shape either, "Sasuke?"

The raven haired boy clutched onto Neji, he wanted to comfort him, and he wanted to shield him from the monsters. This was him. This thing happened to Sasuke almost on a daily basis. It angered him that this had to happen to unwilling person. Sasuke wasn't just mad, he was furious.

"We need to call for help." Insisted Naruto.

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Jiraiya and the two other men laughed the whole way as they sat themselves on the table.

"That Neji kid sure was a good fuck. I needed that damn release." Said on man.

"Tight, innocent, and unwilling… that's how I like em, eh Carl?" said the other.

Jiraiya smirked, "Hearing him scream out in pain was the best part." The three of them laughed even harder.

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Little did they know, a certain red head a couple yards away sat fuming near the fences, ready to explode with anger. He had heard the men talking. His fists were clenched so tight that his fingernails dug and cut through his skin. Images of the men's deaths clogged his thoughts. Mine… Mine… Neji…is mine!

(AN): OMG! NEJI! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Sick old man! READ and REVIEW please. -hugs-