Imprisonment

Currently an idea I adopted from chibisrule943. She didn't know what to do with it so I took it over for her but she is the original plot creator. I'll try to keep it as close to her original idea as I can.

YAOI! Boyxboy so if you don't like, don't read it, it's as simple as that. It's called the miracle of the BACK BUTTON! I do not own Naruto. (Sadly)

"…" = Speech/talking

'…' = thoughts to self

Flashbacks

Story Summary: Itachi's parents wanted him to find a pet to care for to help him with his depression. He really didn't want one, but what were his choices? So when he went to go pick out an animal he found himself strangely compelled to actually take one home (go figure) and grows to like it more than he realizes.

Here we go!!!

Chapter 4 – Secrets Revealed

"No! You can't just do this! It's wrong and I know you know it too! Look at you! Look at what you've become! How can you go back to that life now?" a deep voice boomed, sounding fragile yet fearsome. Beautiful really. It stirred something inside the boy. Though he wasn't quite sure what it was.

"You don't understand! And you never will, so stop pretending to love me! Stop pretending to care!" a girly shriek rattled his nerves. It was so emotional that he wanted to cry too, alongside the brown haired girl. She was beautiful too, but she had the arrogant 'I-don't-need-your-help attitude' and that made the audience dislike her. Just until the end of the movie of course. Then the hero and heroine would fall in love and have a happily ever after, like every single other Hollywood movie known to man.

"No, Kara, please don't do this! You are making a mistake! I can't help you if you choose this life!" the man who spoke with his fluttering stupid heart was a detective, trying to save a girl who strayed from the path of justice into the world of crime. Typical. The young boy had seen one too many movies and decided that they all basically had the same plot line, same dialogue, same cheesy and corny-ness and all with the same endings. It got boring.

"No! Don't stop me, Scott! You can't take me back. Once I'm out of your sights, forget about me. About everything. The Kara you once knew is gone. She doesn't exist anymore… the emotion, the love, the friendship… it's all gone, Scott. Forget me," the woman said tearfully, her cheeks wet with her hurt, her eyes shining with despair. Man, she was good. But it was all an act, nothing more. It was never more than a paycheck to people like that.

The Detective, Scott, stalked up to her and grabbed her shoulders, looking down into those fearful and lost brown eyes. "Tell me to my face that you won't remember everything we've done together," he demanded huskily, his full figure stood at about 5'8". He towered over the girls' 5'3". He looked intimidating as his hard face glared, softly, at the girl, lowering her gaze to his chest. The girl had pulled away from 'Scott' and stood defiantly in front of him.

"I can promise that I won't ever think of you! I won't ever regret my decision, Scott Farley! I expect you to do the same!" and almost as a contradiction to her own words, she stood on tip toe to kiss him passionately then broke away and ran, not once looking back.

"Kara!" Scott called out for her, reaching out desperately to bring her back to him. As the camera panned in towards his face, you could see that one, small, gleaming tear slide down from the corner of his red eyes. The heartbreak was clearly showing on the mans' face, making it seem all that more real. People could relate to the movie, the boy supposed, because people know what it's like to feel abandoned by the ones they loved. They could feel every ounce of the hurt that 'Scott Farley' felt. Which made this movie, 'Break Out', seem all that more amazing and gave it its four star rating.

As the next scene came on, the boy got bored and tuned out the moving pictures. He turned to something that would occupy his time better.

He casually walked up to the young boy who was lying on his bed beside him and stood looking at him, head tilted slightly to one side. The boy glanced at him with dark eyes and a slight smile.

"Do you have to go outside, Naruto?" he asked softly.

Naruto purred and pushed his wet pink nose into Sasuke's face, hinting that yes, he wanted to leave the room.

Sasuke gave a short laugh and patted Naruto on his furry orange head and pushed himself up off the bed. He reached for the leash and harness at his nightstand and clipped them around the kitten, leading him to the bedroom door and down to the front door, not bothering to pause the movie. He had only seen it a million times.

Neko Naruto pulled against the leash as much as he could and led the young Uchiha to a specific patch of grass at the corner of the yard. Naruto had long since claimed this corner as his 'bathroom' seeing as he didn't want the cat litter and couldn't very well use the bathroom in the house. Naruto was slightly pissed that he had to do his business in public, but what else could he do?

Naruto lifted his leg to pee on the white fence and to mark his territory (yes, much like a dog) once again. It felt good to relieve himself. He had been holding it for quite some time.

It had been a week since Naruto came to the Uchiha home. And in that space of time, he had become accustomed to the goings on in the huge house. He learned that Itachi was rarely home. He was as rare to see as the parents of the two siblings. Naruto hadn't even met them yet. He only saw Itachi when he came home, exhausted from his long day of acting for a new movie.

Another thing the neko had learned was that Sasuke was a lonely, abandoned boy. Not only was Sasuke his age, in human years, but the boy held great respect and love for his elder brother and sorely missed him. Sasuke longed for the times when they were children, Naruto learned by listening to Sasuke talk to himself occasionally. And though Naruto couldn't understand the longing Sasuke felt, he could take pity and keep the boy company while he was home.

Not that Naruto liked it, mind you; it's just that he had nothing else to do. It was that or take cat naps, or play with his toys and scratch post or be put outside. Itachi never really gave Naruto much attention either. Wasn't he supposed to be here for him in the first place? Though he found himself sticking with the younger Uchiha most of the time. Except when Sasuke had school to go to.

Naruto had felt slightly lost when Sasuke had left the first time for school. He had been mad enough to creep into Sasuke's room and tear at the down filled pillows, shredding the seams. Then he had taken a dump right in the center of his closet. He had felt proud of himself and trotted to Itachi's room, closed the door, and changed into his more comfortable, human form. Though he appeared as human as Sasuke or Itachi, he still had his orange, soft cat ears and his long, fluffy tail. Not that he minded.

It was just so damn frustrating to be left alone. But now that Naruto had Sasuke's and Itachi's schedules memorized for the week, he had gotten used to it and found things to occupy his time. Needless to say, after he got Sasuke back on that first day, Sasuke had been so pissed that… well, lets just say Naruto wouldn't do that the boy again.

Naruto rolled lazily in the bright, healthy green grass, purring and kneading at the air for no reason. He just loved being out doors. He tended to ignore Sasuke when he was outside. It was like his own free time. He felt it was the only time he could relax. Sasuke sat on the grass a short distance away and crossed his legs, resting his arm on his knee and his chin in his palm. He watched, unfocused, the orange tabby pouncing on any bug or imaginary ones.

Once again, Sasuke's mind wandered off dazedly into his subconscious thoughts. He really wished his parents weren't money hungry jerks. If it weren't for them and their desperation to fit into the upper class, Itachi could still be at home, looking after Sasuke the way he used to. Itachi could take him to restaurants for special dinners, or to movies, maybe just a day to hang at the local mall.

Fugaku, their father, was the corporate business owner, owning a billion dollar sales and distribution company while Mikoto, their mother, managed the various Uchiha estates that they had purchased using Itachi's money acting as a vantage point. They hadn't really been anything until Itachi started acting. Stupid parents. How could they be so shallow? Sasuke couldn't even remember the last time the family sat down for a meal together, or celebrated a birthday with friends.

On top of that, there was always school to worry about. While he was in grade 12 and graduating, he felt like he still had so much more to go through. The school year was almost over, with it being March and all. The people in his class year were all excited and talking about going off to college, or travelling around, or just had dreams in general for after graduation. They had something to look forward to; to aspire to. Sasuke? He had nothing. He didn't look forward to anything. Yes, he was graduating at the top of his class, best grades of the whole district, but he had no friends. No people to hang out with or share his concerns or dreams with. He supposed that was why he was so close to his brother.

Itachi always listened to him. Always gave him a slap on the back and the whole 'get back on the horse' speech. Itachi had also teased him about being a friendless loser. Not only was that horrible in itself, but the fact that Sasuke had a fan club consisting of the most annoying girls, and the occasional guy, in school, made matters worse.

"Ouch! The fuck?!" Sasuke glared down at his hand which had been punctured by the fangs of the pissed cat in front of him. Naruto looked annoyed, his tail swishing back and forth sharply, ears slightly pushed back and bright blue eyes glowering in contempt.

"Oh, really, you think you're mad?" Sasuke growled, pushing himself to his feet. He tugged at Naruto's harness and pulled the yowling cat inside. Naruto stormed off upstairs to Itachi's room, leaving Sasuke behind to nurse his hand. Pushing the door closed with his paws, he relaxed into his human form once again.

'I think, the only thing I don't like about transforming,' Naruto thought as he ruffled through Itachi's clothes, 'is that I'm always naked…' He pulled out a pair of baggy sweats that he thought would fit his slim waist. He pulled them on and went to stretch out on Itachi's feather soft bed. As his arms bent behind his blonde spikes he thought back to Sasuke. He had looked so lost outside. Like he was trying to figure out why things were happening the way they were. Naruto had been concerned, only slightly, for the boy.

He had tried to bring him back to reality with a soft push of his nose and when the Uchiha didn't respond he had bitten him which annoyed him. He really didn't like tasting blood. Too metallic for his liking. But that had effectively ruined the time he had gotten to spend outside. He growled. He would have to convince Itachi to install at cat door or something so he could slip outside whenever he wished.

Though, thinking about it, Naruto was convinced Itachi wouldn't do such a thing. The older Uchiha sibling would probably be paranoid about him running away. Not that he blamed him really. He had tried to run away on several occasions. Though Naruto was slightly accustomed to life here in the mansion. And while he watched Kisame fawn over Itachi and watched Sasuke loath his parents, he had become attached to the males.

Maybe he was attached, maybe not, but his attempts at running away had become a sort of game between him and Itachi, every morning when he tried to leave for work. While Itachi got ready, Naruto would sneak around, hiding and slinking around, waiting for the perfect chance to slip out the door unnoticed and bolt for hopeless freedom. And every time, Itachi and Kisame would corner him and Itachi would half-heartedly scold him, shoving him in Sasuke's arms before closing the door solidly.

The front door opened and closed loudly; Naruto's sensitive cat senses picked up on three people entering the house, instead of two. That was unusual for Itachi. Naruto transformed into his furry kitten form, hating the fact that the comfortable pants that he had been wearing slipped from him, leaving him feeling exposed, despite the light layers of fur.

He curled up on the pillow and waited, eyes staring unmoving at the door to Itachi's room. His ears followed the footsteps. First they went into the kitchen downstairs where Sasuke was. Then they slowly made their way through the home, almost as if Itachi was showing his home to the stranger. Maybe he was? Naruto wasn't sure.

Their footsteps creaked up the flight of stairs and Naruto picked up pieces of their conversation as they drifted in and out of rooms.

"This is the master bedroom, though my parents are never here to use it…"

"…bathroom is gorgeous! Is that marble?..."

"…uke's room. Looks like he was watching one of my movies…"

"…this your room, Itachi?"

"Yup."

The door opened slowly on well oiled hinges. Naruto's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at each face, trying to pick out the intruder. Itachi walked in first, seeing Naruto curled on his pillow right away. The man smiled and held open the door for Kisame and the third party. When he entered, Naruto instantly hated him. The man was as blonde as Naruto himself but with longer hair tied back into a ponytail, the bangs hanging freely in his face. He had bright blue eyes though not as light as Naruto's and he carried himself with a confident, almost arrogant air.

He was cocky and Naruto could practically smell the lust rolling off the man in waves. Naruto wasn't impressed.

He stood on his four legs, arching to stretch and trotted to the end of the bed, warily eying the blonde man. Naruto had become accustomed to the way Kisame stared at Itachi. Itachi ignored it and acted as if it simply wasn't happening. Kisame didn't stand a chance. But this one… this new one was strange and having Itachi bring him home made Naruto feel a strange emotion churning in his gut.

Naruto didn't feel too much emotion, so he couldn't place emotions like envy or jealousy. But if he could, that is what he would be feeling. Though seeing as he didn't know those emotions, he only placed this emotion under aggravation, annoyance, alertness and a light hint of fear. 'Why has Itachi brought him here? What is he thinking?'

Itachi dismissed Kisame, saying he didn't need a bodyguard any more. With a look of great disappointment and hatred towards the blonde man, he nodded, turning to go down the hall to his own room.

When the door shut tightly, Itachi dead bolted it and slid the chain across the door, securing it, Naruto suddenly felt more fearful than before. He felt cornered with no place to go. Like a deer in headlights so to speak. Itachi gave a smile to Naruto and picked up the panicking kitten. The man could feel the insane beating of Naruto's heart and could guess why he was afraid.

"Deidara, this is Naruto, my new pet," Itachi held out the orange kitten to the blonde man. The man called Deidara looked thrilled and took Naruto from Itachi.

"Oh isn't he the cutest? Hey, Naruto. I'm your masters' best friend! Get used to seeing me around!" Deidara smiled, crushing the poor neko in a tight hug. Naruto growled and pushed against the mans chest, trying to free himself.

'Itachi's best friend? Why hadn't he told me? Master? Who says this bastard is my fucking master? And he is so not coming back here! Not if I have something to say about it!' Naruto thought furiously, glowering at the smirking man, watching the air get squished from his tiny body.

"Actually, Naruto was the reason I brought you here, Deidara. He is very special to me. And seeing as you are my closest friend, I wanted you to be the first to see why."

'Oh, fuck me!' Naruto stopped his fruitless struggle in Deidara's arms to stare at Itachi disbelievingly. 'No, no, no, no, no NO! This can't be happening!' Naruto fought harder and was let go suddenly. He dropped to the floor and he sprung underneath Itachi's bed, cowering in the farthest corner away from both males.

"Naruto, please come here," Itachi coaxed him with a soft voice. 'Oh, fuck,' Naruto's eyes stung with unshed tears. He wanted to curse and swear. Was this it?

Ok, so it has been a while and I decided to make it slightly longer. Kinda been busy with life and what not. Haven't found time for a lot of things but decided I owed you guys a chapter, even a boring, uneventful one.

For the record, no, the movie Sasuke and Naruto are watching is not real. I made it up to set up a basic story line for the kind of movies Itachi was in. Who is the actress? You won't find out till later.

Thank you to my reviewers. I greatly appreciate your reviews!!! Please keep them coming. I feel better about the story when I get positive feedback.

To some of the questions that have popped up, here is your Q&A

When will Sasuke find out about Naruto?

Not sure just yet, but I am trying to make this a more realistic and believable story so it won't be until later chapters.

Why was Orochimaru so happy to see Naruto again?

To tell the truth, it was because he missed his little Naru-kun. I was going to write the reason in that chapter but I wanted to bring him back into the story later so it will come up again, just not now.

Will Itachi take good care of Naruto or just use him?

I am all for bondage, don't get me wrong, but Itachi is smart enough to realize that, after the first night with him, it would take time and trust to get Naruto to do anything with him willingly.

And to Forgot To Breathe, I hope this was good enough lol. I hope I didn't kill you with the wait!

Any other questions you would like to ask, just review and I will answer as best I can. But give thanks to chibisrule943 for giving me her idea to expand upon. Anyways, talk to you all later, yeah?