Yup, my internet DIED. So, while waiting for a connection I give you: TWO CHAPTERS! (gasp!) mhm! Its my apology for taking for-bloody-ever to write CH. 9. Anyway, on to the story! ( I do not own naruto, or any naruto-related ANYTHING, except for my plot.

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Kankuro paced his office tentatively trying hand to keep his face schooled into a calm and cool expression. Temari and Gaara stood against one wall, their concerned expressions did nothing to help his mood. The small dog Akamaru hadn't made much noise since the assault on his short-lived owner, but even now at even the slightest mention at the dog-boy's name it whimpered. He let out a huff and sat on the edge of his desk, running his ragged fingers through his hair.

Suddenly Naruto burst through the doors of the office, Shikamaru in two behind him. His orange pants hung low on his hips, and his eyes were like fire. Hatred bubbled from his stony face and his whisker-scars were black and dark. "Naruto..." Kankuro nodded at him, showing his thanks.

"I came here as fast as possible. Especially when I heard... about Kiba..." He unconsciously touched his lower back and shook his head. Kankuro nodded at Naruto's reaction and rubbed his hands over his tired face. He never expected any of this. Buying Kiba, falling in love... yes love, with the damned kid, and now his kidnapping?

"Why Kiba!?" He demanded, slamming one fist on the desk. Naruto sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Because, he's cute, small, and not very strong. I'm sure that the Leader of Akatsuki..." Naruto spit the name out as if it were poison on his tongue. "Had been watching Kiba, possibly planning to buy him... Because slaves have no rights under law.... using them as whores isn't illegal..." Kankuro's face paled.

"But... It was when you were... you know!" Naruto shook his head and let out a sigh.

"The laws were revived last year. Didn't you hear? They made it so a slave, until freed by it's master, was nothing more than property. Like a plot of land. Cosmetic surgeries, prostitution, even murder... are all permitted by law..."

Kankuro felt his stomach do a flip, and new panic ravished his mind. Oh my god... they're going to kill him! Kill him and chop him up and throw the pieces somewhere I'll never find them! Or they'll break him... and make him a whore for the rest of his life!

"Kankuro! Calm down!" Naruto shouted, gripping his shoulders and shaking him a bit. "They won't kill him! He's far too valuable to be killed. If not as a prostitute, then as bitch for them... And you won't see him on the streets because they have to... train... him..." Kankuro nearly cried there, and Naruto could do nothing except look upon his face with pity.

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Kiba nearly sobbed as Hidan grinned in pleasure. His face was buried into Hidan's groin, and the pale man's dick was hilt deep in his mouth. "You've gotten real good real fast kid... you'll rake in a fortune... " Kiba just half-nodded and kept sucking.

He hadn't talked for the few day's he'd been here, and the men who had taken him seemed to like it that way. He knew that he was doomed to become a cheap whore on the streets, or an expensive whore rented out to entrepreneurs who called up the notorious Akatsuki for a rent boy or girl. He was a rent boy. Or at least he was going to become one.

Kankuro... Kankuro... The hope that his new found lover would come to rescue him from this hell hole was the only thing keeping him sane. He remembered his face in the best clarity he could as Hidan shot his essence down the throat of the unwilling boy, and pulled out gasping and smirking.

Please let me escape... I can't amount to only this!

The white-haired man patted Kiba's back as the Inuzuka slowly drew breath. Just like he had been taught by one of the older slaves. Shou, he called himself, and he was even worse than Hidan when it came to beatings... Kiba was so bruised that he was sure he would never heal.

Kankuro would never hit me... Kiba shook his head, and looked up to Hidan, impassive pain in his cold eyes.

"Good mutt. Leader's peen thinkin' 'bout makin' you a fuck toy for just us, and not putting you on the streets..." He grinned twistedly. "Kakuzu disagrees though... he only wants the money..." He scoffed. Him and Kakuzu often were at each others throats, even though they were lovers. Kiba nodded sadly his vision blurry as tears started to fill his eyes. Hidan sneered at him, and stood up, pulling his pants up as he walked.

"Get a grip, kid. This is life." Kiba's hands were shaking. They hadn't shook in so many months, Kankuro had seen to that. But now... he feared for his life. Or at least his sanity.

The door at the other end of the room slid open again, and Kiba's whole body tensed. He already felt like he was going to get sick, if one of them did.... other things.... he didn't know if he could take it.

"Kiba-kun..." A kind voice spoke from the other end of the room, and Kiba turned to see Uchiha Itachi. He gasped in shock.

"Y... you're from... the shop!"

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"Kankuro! Get a hold of yourself! His collar! Remember?" Temari shouted from the wall. Kankuro's eyes sparked, and he pulled out his PDA. Naruto watched as Kankuro typed in and input Kiba's serial number and other information.

The device beeped twice, and showed two things on screen. The address of the collar, and another box with red letters.

COLLAR BROKEN.

Kankuro's face paled, and he almost dropped his PDA. Gaara was there to steady him, his firm hand gripping Kankuro's shoulder. His younger brother looked sadly at his sibling, and sighed heavily.

"Naruto, what can you tell us about Akatsuki?" The blonde pondered the question for a moment.

"Well... I've been checking up on them for ANBU and–" Kakuro looked up in shock

"You're part of ANBU!?" Naruto nodded. "Why didn't you tell me!?" The blonde sighed.

"Akatsuki and many other slave-whorehouse operations are very violent towards ANBU. Just last week we lost we lost a member maned Hayate Gekko. He was hunted down after freeing several slaves." He shook his head, tousling his hair a bit.

Kankuro look at him sadly, and patted his friends shoulder. Naruto shot him a reassuring gaze, and patted him on the arm. "Kankuro, don't worry. We'll find him. I've alerted ANBU, and I've asked that–"

A loud tap on the door interrupted Naruto's words, and the door creaked open. A tall man, just a bit older than Kankuro himself. His sharp grey hair stood up, defying gravity, and one eye was covered up by a black band with a metal plate. A strange cloth mask covered the lover half of his face and his neck, hiding his moth and nose from view.

"Sorry I'm late, but there was this building on fire and I–" Naruto scoffed at him.

"Stop lying Kakashi. I know you were just raping that poor Iruka of yours." He smirked at Kakashi's one-eyed smile. "If you're not careful he'll make you sleep on the couch again, pet or not." Kakashi chuckled.

"That may be... But it appears that we have a much larger problem on our hands, eh Kankuro?" Kankuro started at the man.

"How do you know my name!?" Someone else walked through the door. Her black hair was spiky, and she wore a long white trench coat.

"That's may fault actually." She said. "Anko of the ANBU! At your service!"

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Sorry this took so long... but I have some new tricks up my sleeve! Ha ha! Beware all those who read! And don't worry, I'll type more, and I'll be sure to not let anything too... bad.. happen... to... kiba.... Hell, who am I kidding, Imma make him cry.

Thank you to those that still support me, even through my laziness!