Finally I have done the fourth chapter. sorry it took so long I did plan to do it after my bloody exams but being me I decided that I will just have a little break but then a little break turned into a big break and then Christmas came around so have to spend time for that and then there was also all these really good stories that were updated and I really wanted to read them.

So yeah that is my excuse. not a really good one but yeah a valid one none the less and I also have been thinking about a new one as well to write but I think it is a little too much like another so I'm going to have to see what happens and if they mind .

Also I have another excuse we moved house into a garage without much electricity and no internet so yeah just a tad problematic but thank you everyone who has waited patiently

But yeah enough of that on with the chapter .yay for chapter four.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Warnings: yaoi angst (thinks that how you spell it sorry if it isn't) swearing etc so if you don't boy on boy then don't read

CHAPTER FOUR

Sasuke felt so dejected and lost. His body cried out to be clean but he knew it wouldn't take away the dirt embedded in his body and mind. His ass felt like it was on fire that every time he made a move aching pain shot up through his back and more blood would flow from his beaten hole. Why wouldn't the pain go away and leave him alone to rot in self misery.

How could they have done that to him .They were all guys apart from that one woman and she used a dildo for pity's sake, it was wrong guys screwing guys he had even told them that, they just laughed in his face and told him to get used to it . He couldn't help but shiver at the prospect of it happening again and where was his brother Itachi for that matter surely he wouldn't want him raped by the gang he is a part of. He must have been busy that must have been it, Sasuke told himself over and over again hoping it was true and that he still had a sort of ally. Even though he hated the fact of his brother helping him he didn't have much choice, he was obviously weaker and he didn't want to be raped again.

He could still remember it all too clearly the forceful thrusting that tore at his inside, the sweat, the grunts, the moans, and the pain. Whoever said sex felt good were moronic assholes that had no idea of the true pain it caused physically and mentally. The pain, it never seemed to go away through the whole thing they kept on going at him " relax" " it will get better if you just be calm" who the hell in their right minds could relax and be calm while THAT was happening to them.

Why, why, why did they do that to him, why did he deserve it, what did he do to deserve it, was that all he was to them, a sex slave? The questions just circled his bruised head over and over he just couldn't find an answer.

But the worst thing he remembered was how by the end of it he was the one who was making the most noise, blocking everyone else out with his moans as they made him cum by fucking him senseless. Proof that he must of at some point started to enjoy the rough way they were treating him. How, HOW he screamed in his head how could he have liked that even for the moment it was foul, repulsive, disgusting and yet he had moaned. Of course they had to point it out that he somehow had enjoyed it laughing in his face, calling him a whore, an ass slut and any other word that ridiculed his self worth.

The cold had now finally gotten to Sasuke and he didn't want to remain as such, so trying to pull his ragged body together in a pathetic but desperate attempt to find something, anything to keep him at least a little warmer.

Unfortunately his brother kept his room somewhat tidy all there was on the floor or all that consisted in the room for a fact was a desk covered in scrolls, a few coat pegs on the wall next to the wooden door, a cupboard that looked locked and a scattered kunai laying next to an unmade bed. All in all it didn't look like his brother kept a lot of things at all let alone something that Sasuke could use unless he counted the bed. But he knew if he even thought about using it Itachi would have his head.

But eventually the need for heat won over common sense. Slowly he staggered to his feet using the wall behind him for support. He dragged his left foot forward but suddenly had to stop as an intense pain shot up through his bruised body releasing a wince and a slight scream from him.

But he knew he desperately needed those blankets. Pushing himself forward trying his best to ignore the scorching pain that followed with every step. After what seemed a life time he reached the edge of the bed a final surge of pain swamped his body forcing him to collapse on the bed in a faint.

"Ahh what the fuck" he shouted when he was suddenly rudely from his sleep, his head banging.

"Shut up, you're lucky you're not dead yet."

Sasuke recognized that voice; it was a very pissed off Itachi, who was standing right in front of him. Sasuke knew he really shouldn't say anything to Itachi when he's like this cause it always meant death but he was too angry to care, or maybe the pain was clouding his better judgment.

"Go fuck yourself, didn't you notice I was sleeping"

Unfortunately Sasuke didn't know how truly fucked off Itachi was and quickly found himself being slammed into a dirt wall behind him. Itachi's hand wrapped securely around Sasuke's thin neck. Panic suddenly overcame him, he knew his brother hated him but would he really kill him. Tears silently rolled down his face.

"Please Itachi, please do you hate me this much" he whispered just loud enough for Itachi could hear it.

"I do" Itachi whispered back, smirking when he noticed the shock on Sasuke's face.

"I see" Sasuke chocked out looking down, the tears falling more freely now. He just didn't care now. Let Itachi kill him and be done with it. But instead of death he felt Itachi's grip weaken releasing him.

"Get out" Itachi spoke

With that Sasuke fled his life still intact.

Itachi was fucked off. Why did his brother have to be so pathetic? Why was he so useless? It's no wonder that he got raped if he gives up that easily. The others must have had a field day with him. Stupid boy, why the hell did they need him?

Still fuming he settled down on his bed hoping this time he might get some sleep.

Sasuke felt like shit, worse than shit if that was even possible. He didn't feel safe, there was truly no one here who cared. Even his brother hated him and didn't care that the others were raping him. The urge to be free overwhelmed him. Silently he pushed himself along the corridor to he hoped would be an exit.

But luck wasn't on his side because he soon felt another beings presence coming up behind him.

"Soooo" the voice cooed "Just what do you think you're up to hmmm"

Sasuke swung around coming face to face with the red head known as Sasori. He tried franticly to keep his cool when answered.

"Nothing, is there a problem with that"

Sasuke's eyes doubled their size when he saw him smirk

"Sooooo you wouldn't mind then coming with me for a minute"

Sasuke minded greatly and desperately didn't want to go with him and was about to tell Sasori where he could shove it when he finally noticed Sasori's hands weren't at his side anymore, they were in fact finding their way into Sasuke's torn pants. He jumped back forcing Sasori's hands to come out.

"Sasori, go away" he spoke trying to hide his fear. It didn't work as Sasori took a step forward.

"No" Sasori whispered as he once again latched his hands onto Sasuke's feminine hips.

"Please, Sasori stop" Sasuke begged.

Stepping back again, he looked at Sasori hoping to find a smidgen of sympathy but all he could see was plain hard core lust. Lust that wanted and at this rate was going to get.

"Have you been crying Sasuke-Kun?"

Sasuke blinked, he had forgotten all about it.

"Why would you care anyway?" he snarled wiping away the remaining droplets.

"I don't want to fuck someone who can't even concentrate on it"

Sasuke immediately paled at the thought of being touched again.

"Don't start shaking you're the one who wanted to know" Sasori spoke

Sasuke hadn't even realized that he was but that didn't stop him none the less. Screw It he thought deciding then and there he didn't care how he was going out of this but he bloody well was fuck them all.

"Pllleeeeaaasse, Sasori can't you just leave me alone" he begged in a way that he hoped was sexy

"Oh come on Sasuke-Kun, you can do better than that maybe with a little more action"

Somehow the tone that he had said it in pissed Sasuke off sure he would beg sexily but there was no way in hell was he going to put actions with it Sasori could go fuck himself for all he cared.

"Come on then Sasuke" Sasori cooed again.

He just stood there dumbfounded 'how the hell do you act sexy anyway' he thought.

"Hay Danna what you doi…… Ooooohhh Sasuke-kuuuuunnnnn, begging for another round, ahh you little horn dog"

Sasuke spluttered 'horn dog, did he just call me a horn dog'

"Does that mean you like Sasori best, what about me un" Deidara whined snapping Sasuke from his stupor.

"Neither" he snarled

"Hmm, he's still got some life in him, guess we didn't do a good enough job last time, how about it Danna up for another round"

Sasori nodded, both of them then crept up upon the frightened Sasuke malicious grins on their faces.