Hello Curry-llama here!

Ok I know how long I took to update and I'm sooorry! I just don't know how to continue this story from here. I'm thinking of making a completely different plot line from the anime because the original story line has wayyy tooo many plot holes in it. Plus it's really hard to incorporate Narue into the story without making two completely different stories. I'll have to make a common enemy which isn't from the canon for this to work.

Any way this chapter is inspired by the movie 7 Deadly Sins. If you're into gore, utterly disgusting torture, crime, and thriller then I suggest you watch that beautiful masterpiece of a movie. Most of the torture is taken from that movie. This is how they torture sloth in the movie so I thought it was fitting for Narue- not that she's a sloth or anything.

WARNING TORTURE AHEAD! READ ON YOUR OWN MENTAL DANGER!

Disclaimer:

I don't own Vampire Knight or Naruto… if I did wouldn't it be M? There would also be random fillers of a half-naked Naruto but we're not going there…

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My mouth was dry and my throat ached for water. Honestly Ibiki's training to withstand T&I was something that couldn't prepare me for this. There was nothing in this room but me strapped onto a bed and rabbits in the corner that I couldn't reach. A small light shined from the tiniest hole in the corner. My eyes always trailed to it as the rest of the room was pitch-black. My kitsune senses had somehow been nulled by the anaesthetic they kept supplying through the vents. I was given a cup of water every now and then but I didn't know how long since I would get the next cup. Sadly they didn't deem it necessary to feed me at all. The glaring hunger wasn't exactly helping me keep my sanity.

Time had become lost to me. I couldn't speak either because there was some sort of devise around my face restricting me. It wasn't cloth but more like a plastic substance that also proved to restrict my breathing. I was depraved of movement, sight, food, water and light. The intense hunger I was feeling also didn't seem to help me. The only thing keeping me from breaking was the fact that Kurama was comforting me in my head.

I want to die…

Anything was better than not being able to do anything but the bare minimum. I wished they had done some sort of normal torture methods like beating me into answers, pulling my nails out or even killing me instead of this.

I want to die…

Why couldn't I have died they day I was going to be executed in Konoha? My existence was painful. Everything around me went wrong. I had a family for the first time and I was ripped from them.

I want to die…

I want to die!

I WANT TO DIE!

"Kit snap out of it!"

I was pulled back from the glaring pit of insanity that lay at my doorstep. The darkness of the room and the agonizing hunger only seemed to worsen the situation. If anything I knew I would succumb to the painful starvation and lose my mind in the process. Despite that I couldn't bring myself to growl or to struggle as I wasn't given much water.

'Kurama, why can't I enter my mind? I want to escape this place,' I cried.

"I'm sorry kit but something's blocking us. Maybe it's the drug… I'm sure we can make it out of this," he reassured.

'I'm scared. I'm hungry.'

"I know. Go to sleep. I'll give you sweet dreams," he said softly.

I was about to comply when suddenly the door creaked open. I squinted my eyes as the blaring light flooded into the room suddenly. The cackle of laughter would have once annoyed me but now it was a sound and any sound was good enough. I managed to watch as a man wearing a mask entered and pulled out my restraints. I wanted to strangle him right here and now and eat his heart.

"Hello, Narue Namikaze, or should I say Narue Cross? Has your time here been pleasant?"

I felt like somehow jumping out of the bed and eating his heart. My limbs refused to move however and I was left lying down at his mercy. I couldn't see his face past the mask and my eyes were just adjusting to the light I had been depraved of for I don't know how long. So instead of moving I glared daggers into him.

"Ohh scary. It seems you have some fight left in you. Most people would have broken by now. Don't worry we will use you for great things."

I held back tears. I didn't cry in front of people. Narue Uzumaki Namikaze never cried in front of anybody. My torture hadn't ended yet.

I watched as two more people came into the room and picked me up after taking off my straps. That moment of small freedom was something I enjoyed as much as I could. To feel my limbs free from the tight and insufferable bands that constrained everything. I was put onto a moving bed as they strapped me down again much to my displeasure. Slowly they began to cart me of somewhere and I couldn't help but be afraid. My eyes roamed to the sides as I saw other prisoners all wearing white just like I was. Kami didn't even have the grace to make it orange. Why must he torture me so much?

The all stayed eerily quiet as their dull, lifeless eyes followed me as I moved away. Some grinned insanely and others stood still- too still. The damp, yellow lit hallway contrasted with everyone's pale and white overalls. The constant sound of dripping water threatened to drive the prisoners and myself further into the insanity that threatened to consume. Through it all I found no humour that it looked like a classic mental asylum horror game. That thought only seemed to frighten me more.

I was finally taken into a room. The smell of blood reeked everywhere although the walls held no sign of the crimson liquid. Slowly the bed was pulled up so I was standing upright… correction I was strapped upright.

I was so hungry right now and the only living, moving things in this room where the three humans who had a hand in bringing me the pain I had endured. I struggled against my bindings finding some strength while looking at their filthy faces. Why did Mr Phantom look like one of those cliché evil scientists with the slicked back greasy hair and those glasses that reflected light and blocked the eyes? All these damn clichés just made me want to tear them up all the more.

"Sedate her again. The effects wear of fast on this one. Make sure you don't overdose I want her awake for this one after all- oh and take of that collar on her mouth," the leading doctor no doubt said.

One of his lackeys took out a syringe and inserted the liquid into my neck. I found the strength leaving my body. Thankfully I would still have enough to complain once the 'collar' was taken off.

"Are you the one who took me Mr Phantom?" I asked although I knew he was the man. I had to keep myself from raging at him like a wild dog that was starving for food. No- when I got my hands on him it would be a much slower and more painful death that would await him. I would put him in that room just like he did to me and then eat him.

"Yes I am my dear fox. I'm surprised you didn't yell profanities my way the first chance you got."

"Profanities? I may look like a brash delinquent but I assure you I am civilised. Now would you kindly let me rip out your heart after I torture you Mr Phantom?" I asked angrily.

"Tch tch, I should've left you in that room for at least one more week. Most people tend to break living with the bear minimum by at least 6 days. You went on for a stunning 9 days and you seem just mentally fine. Tell me what your secret is?" He asked in his unusually high pitched voice that was torture in itself.

"It's a trade secret," I joked although the humour wasn't evident in my tone.

I wasn't going to tell him my secret obviously. The existence of Kurama would stay a complete secret even if it meant my life. If I died I was sure the fox would manifest into the world and destroy everyone who dare hurt me. He was already yelling death threats at the man knowing the futility. My chakra systems refused Kurama's chakra because of my drugged state.

"Tell me did you at least think about dying?" he asked shocking me.

"I'm thinking about eating you now if that helps your vile research," I retorted.

"Judging from your reaction I'm guessing you did think about killing yourself. Tell me, how it felt knowing you had absolutely no control over your life. How did it feel to not seeing the light, eating food, drinking enough water, or talking to anyone for 9 days?" he asked sadistically as he cackled maniacally towards the end.

"How about I show you how it felt?! Let me out of these restraints and I'll make you wish you could die!" I yelled absolutely furious in rage but my voice gave way at its misuse.

"Now, now I'm just a scientist- albeit a scientist who is a visionary. I want to know things- it's in my nature. However I cannot understand Vampires and now kitsunes since I have yet to feel what it would be like to be either species. I would turn myself into a vampire but I don't like bowing to anyone even if they are a pure-blood. You and the other vampire subjects are going to help me find a way to experience these things," he cackled.

"You're a sick freak," I spat.

"No my little fox you are the one who is going to be sick once I'm done with you. I want to test out your abilities. Don't worry I won't break you too much- you are after all the only one of your kind. We are yet to find any others," he said smiling evilly.

My eyes widened in fear as I saw one of the assistants taking out a knife. I bit down my lips as the assistant cut into me. Kurama went silent and focused his energy into my wounds instead. He knew how truly frail my body was without him so he always healed me. I couldn't help but groan in pain silently as the cut kept getting deeper- almost to the point where I could feel it pierce my bone. I couldn't keep the scream of pain from leaving my mouth.

"Enough. Her healing capabilities are astounding... makes me wonder if she could possibly grow back body parts."

I gulped. Never once had I tried to heal back a whole body part. Was it possible? The image of my hand being sewn of did not bode well. It took everything not to suddenly have a panic attack and look like the frail and frightened girl I truly was. The only thing I could think of that could spare me from the pain was Kurama.

'Kurama help me!'

"Don't worry I am capable of helping you grow back body parts but only to a limit. It takes a lot of chakra," he said not really helping.

'Dammit Kurama it's not the healing part that worries me! I don't want to be cut apart like a test-subject!'

"I'm sorry but I can't do anything. This situation is beyond me," he replied sadly.

I decided it was time I negotiated a bit. "I'm sure I can't regenerate like that Mr Phantom-san. I'm not kami for kami's sake," I complained trying to hold back the fear in my voice.

"Cut of her finger," he ordered ignoring me.

I paled as I watched them come with something that looked like a large nail clipper. I suddenly felt a new found empathy with all the victims from the horror movies I had once made fun of. This wasn't cheesy- this was frightening. My mind wanted to yell out for them to stop but I refused to beg. I refused to give into them and show fear. I was however very afraid- frightened beyond imagination.

The cold metal clamped around my fingers as I braced for the pain. I felt my finger being pulled before a surge of pain rushed through my body. The snap echoed through the room as I repressed a scream of pain that begged for release. The familiar feeling of Kurama's chakra pinpointed my hand and started healing the skin around it. I mentally thanked Kurama for not growing the finger back. If they knew my abilities didn't extend to regeneration I wouldn't have to go through more 'tests'. This didn't mean the throbbing pain would subside.

"I'm disappointed. Here I thought you could help humanity regrow limbs and such. You would have been a great test subject," he said in mock-sadness.

"Screw you," I growled as he walked closer to me. I stopped moving as I felt his hand touch my fox ears. Fear had taken over me. I wanted to cry. I wanted to go back home to the headmaster, Yuki, Zero, and... Takuma.

I held back any movement as his face came unbelievably close to mine and I stared into his murky brown eyes filled with lust. It wasn't the lust of the body- no he lusted for things much different from that. He didn't lust for knowledge as much as he lusted for understanding. It was unbelievably infuriating yet I was too frightened to do anything about it.

My hunger urged me to bite into his throat since I had the chance but I somehow knew this man would be able to dodge- and when I did that he would put me back into that pitch-black room- a room where I was only given the bare minimum to survive. I could not think of a worse fate than the one that awaited me in that room.

I allowed myself to move finally as he pulled his face away from mine and he smirked. If I wasn't drugged he would be the one person I would find pleasure in eating I mused angrily. I did not know what I was feeling right now but the one thing I did know was that I didn't want to die. Yuki, the headmaster- my dad, Zero and Takuma were waiting for me right now. I would not let myself die because they were still alive!

"What is your name Mr Phantom?" I asked finally.

"To you I'll be referred to as master. Why would a servant want to know his master's name anyway?" he asked infuriating me. The kitsunes nature inside of me growled in rage. I bowed to no one- Kitsunes bowed to no one! Once when I was a human maybe but now I had accepted who I truly was and I was not a slave.

"Mr Phantom-san I think you have a lot of things mixed up. You see I don't bow to anybody and especially not filth like you."

I smirked as the smug smile was wiped from his face. If anything this was the greatest joy I had this entire week. Slowly the dread took over however. I had just angered the man who had the ability to give me pain far worse than I could ever imagine.

"Take her away. I want her in that room again for another week," he said as dread filled my body.

Screw not showing weakness. I was terrified. That place was horrible- worse than death. I didn't want to go back. I couldn't possibly be sane if I stayed there for another week. I was already starving and if I weren't on the sedatives I would be a raving mad dog right now. I was afraid. From the core of my being I was afraid of that place.

The hunger stirred inside of me and I knew I couldn't last any longer without food. The insanity that came with the starvation was something far worse than death itself. Not being able to move, eat, drink or see for another week or so was something from a nightmare.

I barred my teeth however. Fear was replaced by pure rage. I would not bow to this man while I still held onto my sanity. Yes- I would fight to the bitter end if it meant I would annoy him just that little bit and then when I had my chance he would be the one begging.

"Fuck you! You hear me I'll kill you when I come out! I'll destroy everything you hold dear and then when you are asking to be killed I'll keep you alive and torture you further! I'm fucking promising you this! You hear me!" I yelled as I strained my head up to curse him further.

And then in the blink of an eye I was back in that silent darkness…

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I walked back to the sight that consumed my mind. My hands traced every burn mark or cut the battle-field held. Any sign of evidence was appreciated but it seemed almost like god was playing a trick on me. I kept coming back although this place brought me pain. I kept looking even though for a week and more I wasn't able to find anything. There was nothing to point out her whereabouts. I sighed as I slid down a tree.

Tears spilled through my eyes as I put down the kunai I had received for my birthday present. It was obviously something Narue cherished enough to keep. Had she left back to this 'Konoha' she had come from? I didn't know much about the place but she spoke with some sort of attachment on the place she claimed she wanted nothing to do with anymore.

My eyes trailed to the kunai as I stared into the engravings. Suddenly I noticed that there was a colour there other than something natural- it was a reddish colour. I turned my head to see what it was that was hiding in that bush. Rummaging through it I found a torn piece of cloth. There was some sort of symbol on it I recognised but couldn't put my fingers around. That symbol was known to me yet I couldn't recall where I had seen it.

I was excited for the first time in a week. This could be the first clue to finding Narue! Pocketing the valuable piece of cloth I ran to the moon dorm. If anything I could pinpoint some sort of information on whoever it was that was holding her.

As soon as I came into the dorm I went to my laptop and started researching. There wasn't much information on the organisation but I was able to find out that they had stopped operating several years ago. They were a government funded organisation that delved into the genetics and developmental biology (the study of which things form). I could see why an organisation like that would want someone like Narue considering she was one of a kind. The human government could possibly have something to do with the abduction. They could perhaps be experimenting on vampires and now… a kitsune. If it were true then they would have to take it up with both the hunters association and the senate.

I was so lost in my research that I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around quickly to see Aido and Akatsuki. I sighed in relief knowing it was only them.

"What's gotten you so jumpy?" Aido asked.

"I've found a lead on Narue," I replied handing them the cloth. Akatsuki took the cloth and frowned.

"The IOF…" Akatsuki mumbled.

"You know about them?" I asked.

"Yes the institute of biotechnology. Apparently the head scientist Katama Horiama was caught doing inhumane experiments against animals and was disgraced from the scientific community for wild claims on immortality. Originally he had been a renowned scientist and was praised for his great mind," Akatsuki said shocking me on his knowledge on the case.

"How do you know so much about him?" I asked.

"That's because my family had funded the research," spoke up Aido.

"Could your family possibly have funded experimentation on humans as well?" I asked.

"That's impossible the senate would have our heads if we conducted something like that without permission," Hanabusa exclaimed.

"It could be a possibility," Akatsuki spoke up.

I frowned. Then the only clues we could get on the organisation would be if we asked the Aido family and their clans or I went to their old facility. It wouldn't be a problem considering that the holidays were about to come up. I would have time to find Narue… hopefully she would be safe until then.

"Umm… Takuma," Aido said softly which was unlike him.

"What is it?" I asked.

"There's a soiree (A/N pronounced Swah-rey otherwise known as an evening ball) tomorrow evening and the Aido family is holding it," Hanabusa informed.

"I'm surprised I didn't get the invitation earlier," I mumbled.

"That's probably because you never check your mail," Akatsuki deadpanned.

"Well then it seems I would just have to have a word with your father then wouldn't I?" I asked looking at the uncomfortable Aido.

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Curry-llama here!

Ha did you like the torture? I'm sure everyone's dying to know who exactly captured our favorite kitsune. Well isn't he a creep? Review and rate! I'd love to know what you want to see in the future.

LLAMA OUT~