A/N: I am sorry. I always am. This is late, I know. I am trying my best. Also, I have updated the cover for this fanfic..I drew that like a year ago and then forgot about it haha..so I finally finished it.

Please note..I wrote this within a bunch of different time periods. It may or may not flow weird, or there may be some weird grammar mistakes? Although I'm sure I'm always filled with grammar errors.

But thank you for being patient with me. Once again I will NEVER drop ANY of my stories.

I spent most of my days here working and getting fucked. I was reduced to cleaning around even though the house was pretty clean itself. I was forced to get on my hands and knees to scrub the floors even though they had proper cleaning tools. The other hybrids had stopped talking to me, not that they really talked to me to begin with. I didn't even meet them all. I just saw them when we had to greet master. I assumed that it was master who told them to not talk to me. I really don't understand his changes in behavior.

I was always alone, but I felt isolated here. It was like I was purposely being ignored. The only one who talked to me was master. It wasn't long until I craved attention.

I had nearly begged other hybrids to talk to me, but they wouldn't even look at me. This led me to being punished and then I became scared. I ended up being stripped from any clothes, and I was only given it if I behaved.

Today was not one of those days I behaved.

Master beat my backside so hard that I couldn't even sit. My tears wouldn't stop and I pitifully curled on the small pet bed in the corner of his room. I had tried stealing food from the kitchen, but I was caught.

I thought he would stop feeding me, but instead, he force fed me. He forced me down and shoved liquid food down my throat. I have never experienced such pain eating. My throat burned and I couldn't help but struggle. I almost threw it all up, but I managed to hold it back.

And to top it all, he fucked me so hard tonight. My ass was in no condition to be penetrated, but that didn't stop him. He told me that this was my place as a slave. If I had behaved, then I wouldn't have hurt this much.

My mind was going crazy. I was going crazy. All I ever felt was pain. I couldn't even remember how it felt to not be in pain.

The only comfort I got was sleeping on the same bed as him. I even got to hold a fluffy pillow for myself and have a blanket covering me. But it was only when master has sex with me at night that I was able to sleep on his bed. But I knew I'd have to clean the sheets and blanket tomorrow.

When I had stopped crying he spoke.

"Come." He patted the area next to him.

I hesitated before slowing shifting my body to him, too scared to disobey him. He started to touch my bottom, making me stiffen my body. But I realized that he was applying a cool gel onto my beaten skin. It felt soothing to my skin even though it hurt so much. It seemed to block the pain.

I made a small gasp in pain when he started to apply around my hole. Since it was torn, it had hurt even more.

"Good boy." Master said as he rubbed my ear.

I couldn't help but lean into that touch. It felt good, but it was short lived as he put his hand down.

I wanted more.

"Tomorrow stay in bed." He said.

"Th..thank you.." I managed to mutter. I didn't even bother questioning why as he might revoke it.

He turned his back to me and turned off his lamp, allowing the darkness to take over. The only source of light was the moon shining from outside through the window. He put an arm around me, bringing me closer to him. I had no say in it and I didn't understand why he would want me to be even close to him.

I tried not to move so much, thinking it would bother him. I had a hard time falling asleep. But after a long while, I found myself falling asleep.

I woke up, realizing I was back on my pet bed rather than Master's bed.

"Ah, you're awake." A different voice sounded, startling me.

I quickly sat up but regretted it as I forgot about the pain I was in.

"Sit here." He grabbed my hand and placed me on a small cushioned stool that wasn't present yesterday.

I sat there uncomfortably. I didn't know what was going on. I started to bite my lower lip in anxiety. He suddenly gave me a water bottle and told me to drink. I took it, struggling to open the cap. When I did, I brought it to my dry mouth and gratefully drank it all.

"It seems you had a rough night." He said.

I nodded, not knowing if I should respond.

"He told me to check on you because you're badly damaged." He started to go through his bag.

He did all sorts of boring inspections, telling me I was 'normal'. I didn't know being normal meant feeling absolute shit. He then brought out a small told me to bend over the stool.

I hesitated and he noticed that.

"This is going to hurt, but it will heal you faster." He said as he started to put gloves on.

I still hesitated, so instead he pushed me down onto the stool. He put a bit gag in my mouth and tied it around my head.

"If you struggle, I'm going to have to tie you down, so behave. I put that in your mouth just in case so you don't bite your tongue."

I shifted nervously on the stool. I wasn't ready for that stinging pain as he rubbed something on my bottom. I arched my back, trying not to move. I whimpered quietly as the sting pursued. I bit down on the bit and held onto the legs of the stool as he continued. I slowly got used to the pain, but that wasn't even the worst of it.

He started to move towards my hole and I could feel it burning in pain, meaning it was torn. I screamed through the gag, trying to tell him to stop. But he obviously didn't stop.

When he did stop, I felt tears running down my cheeks.

"You're okay." He took off his gloves and then wiped my face with a tissue. "It was just medicine to disinfect you. It would be bad if you were to have an infection down there."

He took off the gag and sat me up properly.

"When you shower, make sure to clean yourself thoroughly. I told him to take it easy on you, so be grateful."

"Thank you.." Did that mean that master wouldn't force me to have sex?

"You finally spoke." He commented. "Here, you can put this on." He handed me a long shirt and a pair of briefs.

I took it, but he ended up helping me put them on.

"Well, I have to leave now. Take care of yourself and listen to what he says." He then got up and left just like that.

I didn't even know who that person was. He just came and left. I also realized that I didn't even feel embarrassed being naked in front of him. He didn't take the water bottle with him so I took it and started to press on it, making the crinkly noise. I was bored. I was chained to the wall, so I couldn't leave.

"What's all this noise." Master walked in.

I got startled and dropped the water bottle. I apologized out of habit. He came over to me and picked up the empty bottle. He then threw it in the trash bin and bent down to my level.

"Do you want to go on a walk outside?" He asked.

I was dumbfounded.

"Y..yes..?" I wasn't sure whether to refuse or accept, so I took it as if it was an order.

He unchained me from the wall and attached a leash to my collar. He pulled me and I got up and followed. I don't know exactly how long I've been here, but it's been awhile since I've gone outside. I gave up keeping track of the says I've spent in misery. I didn't see the point. It's not like I have anything to look forward to.

We went to the backyard. There was a massive garden with many trees. It even had a pathway. He sat on a bench but I stayed standing, unsure what to do.

"I have something for you." He took out a small plastic bag with something in it from his pocket. "If you're a good boy, I'll give you some."

I was confused.

"Sit in front of me, on top of your legs, and hands on your lap." He then ordered.

I quickly did as he told me, trying to ignore the pain.

"Good boy." I was rewarded with a pat on the head. "Open your mouth."

I opened it and he opened the bag. Up close I noticed it was small bits of food. He put one of the treats in my mouth and I started to chew.

It was good. I enjoyed every bite of it, disappointed when it was gone.

"Did you know it's possible to train a cat like a dog?" He lifted up my chin. "Good?"

I didn't want to answer him because I hated how he talked to me, but I nodded.

"Paw." He put out his hand.

I hated this. I'm not a fuckin dog. But I swallowed my pride and put my hand on his.

I was startled when he pulled my hand and brought me to a kiss. He started to put his tongue inside, disgusting me.

"Cute." He said as he pulled me away.

He stayed at the bench for a while while I sat next to his feet. I could feel my stomach rumbling quietly from hunger now that I had a taste of food.

I wish I could just run. I want to be free. I don't want to be chained or held back. I knew I wasn't in any condition to run, but I considered it. I felt like I could see the infinite freedom surrounding me. But why..why am I the one locked within? Why couldn't I be part of the sky? I felt that every second that passed, it was my freedom slipping away.

He got up and started to walk again. I was extremely tired that I had a hard time catching up. I followed him around until we got back inside. He unclipped the leash and told me to go back in his room. I dragged my feet back into his room and laid in my bed. My chest felt heavy and my eyes were tired. I was a little cold, so I turned on the small heater. Then I heard footsteps approach.

"Already comfortable?" He asked.

I sat up, noticing he was holding a bowl.

"Hungry?"

I nodded and watched him place the bowl on the floor.

"Eat it, don't use your hands."

I bent down, holding my bangs back as it was getting a tad long. I was already used to eating like an animal..it didn't even matter anymore. I was hungry.

Suddenly he kicked me and crushed my hand.

"What did I say?"

"S..sorry.." I choked out a sob.

I gingerly held my hand. I could feel it throbbing in pain. I felt he just wanted any excuse to cause me pain. But the thing is, it terrified me. I don't want this pain anymore. I've had enough of this constant pain. I bent down and messily ate out of the bowl.

I thought about death.

I knew deep inside I didn't really want to die. But that didn't stop my thoughts about it. Death is not something I want to control, nor do I want anyone to dictate that either. I want to live life. This..will only be a part of my life..I cannot change that. But I just have this feeling there is more to it. I just..have to endure it. There has to be something out there for me..anything.

Naruto..Itachi..I love you..I miss you.

I finished eating and I wiped my face with my hand. I licked the remaining food off after I wiped myself.

"Come." He sat on a chair and patted his lap.

I got up and went over to him. He pushed my shoulders down, so I went on my knees. He patted my head and I won't lie when I felt a little comfort overwhelm me. He gently pushed my head down so my head was resting on his lap.

Sometimes I really didn't understand him.

He started to stroke my hair and rub my ears. I would be lying if I said it didn't feel good. I instinctively leaned towards his touch. I haven't had much comfort in a long while. It was much more pleasurable than being hurt. I could hear myself softly purring. He probably heard it because he started to touch my neck. It was almost ticklish the way he touched me. He then went back up and rubbed my ear.

It felt so good. I couldn't help but nearly bury myself in his touch. Why was I cursed with this pleasurable weakness? He then touched my lips with his other hand. He forced my lips apart and put in one of the treats in my mouth. I could hear myself giving a soft mewl which deep inside I hated myself for doing that. But I still chewed the treat and swallowed it.

"Thank you.." I softly whispered and then looked up at him.

He had no expression. It was as if he was studying me, so I quickly averted my eyes. He suddenly pushed me away, got up, and left the room.

I sat there dumbfounded, but I just crawled back to my bed and laid down. Why did it feel like this spot was my only source of comfort? It was as if it was all mine. I had it all to myself. I didn't know what I was doing. All I was really doing was laying there..wasting my life away. I wish I could do something, but I didn't even know what.

At least my body was relaxed. I won't lie when I say that it felt really good to be petted. I've never really had much affection like that before.

I reached and touched my ears, rubbing them like how master did, but it wasn't the same. I softly sighed in frustration. I hate being miserable. The thought itself was miserable enough. Luckily, I could feel my body wanting to sleep again. I felt grateful that I could close my eyes and wonder off in my dreams.

The next days were not so harsh. I followed his orders without any fuss or complaints. I did as I was told. I was honestly scared of being punished again. Basically, I submitted myself to him.

The one thing that kept me going was that master actually rewarded me. He would give me the treats and sometimes he would pet me. I couldn't help but feel happy over every praise I got. It was to the point I was looking forward to it. I ended up doing things in order to get rewarded.

Several times I asked myself..why am I succumbing to such a bastard? But I realized..I can't leave. I can't run away. My life is in master's hands. I have nothing I can do to escape this reality. I am here. This is my reality. I don't want any more pain..I would rather lose my pride than hurt my body even more.

But maybe I have gone too far. Why did I crave his attention..? Why did I want to do my best..? How did I change to become this way..? Not too long ago, I was on the streets, living by myself. I was able to actually take care of myself. But now, I am expected to be fed. I wait for my master to feed me. Everyday I knew if I behaved, I would get food. Before, I wouldn't even know when my next meal was, but now it is expected as long as I behave.

I understood now why it's so easy to submit. The results will always be the same..right..? It's just the matter of fact whether I choose to make my life harder or easier. But either way, I am his slave. Master always reminds me that if I just behave, it will be easier for me.

But something really bothered me. Why does my heart jump in excitement when master comes home. Am I trying to please him? No..it can't be..right..? I just want a reward..right..? I want food that tastes good. I want to be pampered and told that I am a good boy. It felt like those were words of encouragement to me. But..is this really right..? I felt upset and dejected when he scolded me. Sometimes he hits me for stupid mistakes..or any mistakes at all. But it wasn't as painful as before..since I actually..listen to him now.

Is this who I have become..? I'm not even myself anymore..I'm like his dog. He basically treats me like one. I felt sad. Each day that went by, I could feel myself think less and less of Naruto. Did I really love him..? How could I love someone so easily..I don't understand it. I don't love master..do I..?

No..I don't think I love master at all. But was it time to let go of these feelings for Naruto..? I didn't even know him for long. Why did I feel such a strong connection with him. Out of all the people I have met, he was the one who I remember clearly. Usually I don't even care about others, but why Naruto..? I felt like an ass that I had confessed my feelings to him right before our separation. I know that he probably feels even more hurt by my words. But I do hope that he truly felt the same feeling I had then.

I started to feel sorry for myself..for what I have become. I tried making the excuse that I am forced to do this..but what are these unwanted feelings and thoughts towards master? I don't understand how I became this way. Have I finally snapped? Do I not have any shame?

I gave up resisting after he showed me affection. I just wanted more. He even gives me treats..which tastes much better than the food he always gives me. Once in awhile, he will give me his leftovers and I would savour every bite. His food was delicious. I felt like an animal trying to get every single crumb and speck, although I did it as reserved as possible. Why does it feel like I'm just merely hanging on?

I snapped out of my thoughts as I saw master coming into his room. I was suppose to gather his laundry, but I got lost in my own thoughts.

"What are you doing."

"I..I'm just getting your clothes.." I softly answered, my heart pounding frantically inside.

"Hurry up, you've been in here for quite some time. You don't want to get punished, do you?" He asked as he adjusted his sleeves.

"No sir.." I said as I gathered his laundry into a basket.

When I gathered all of his clothes, it was hard for me to actually pass him. He kept staring at me and it made me feel that I was doing something wrong. I gripped the basket and made my way out of his room.

"Hold on." He moved, causing me to flinch.

I dropped the basket out of shock and I was instantly slapped on the cheek. My heart started to ache. I did something wrong. I made master angry.

"What are you feeling right now?" He leaned towards me. "Answer me honestly. I know when you're lying."

"Scared.." I answered. I could feel my heart rate increase by the second.

"Why are you scared? Do you think you're in trouble?"

I nodded.

"Well, then you should behave. You should know that when you slack off you get punished. No? It is only to be expected. Why do you get scared when you're the one who messed up, hm?"

I didn't answer. I felt like he was being unfair, but what can I do?

"You've become real quiet these days. I quite like it. Maybe I should just remove your vocal cords..ah, but then no one can hear you scream.." He said nonchalantly.

It was the fact he said it with ease made me even more scared.

"I'm pretty sure you like being rewarded right?" He touched my cheek that he had hit earlier. "I'm sure it's much better than being in pain the whole time. But I've decided to cut your time here early. You've bored me now that you have come to listen to what I say. Tomorrow you will be going back to the shop."

Everything suddenly came crashing down on me. I had forgotten that I wasn't here permanently. Does this mean I have to start all over? I am going to get a new master..? Am I just going to become like a used object, being passed around without much thought? It was bad enough I was already looked down on just because of my damn hair colour. But..I didn't want to leave. Being here was better than getting resold to other men. I doubt any woman would buy me..although I think it would be worse if a woman bought me. I do not like the idea that I might get raped by them. Although humans and hybrids cannot have babies together, just the thought of being..inside a woman..my master..is disturbing. I don't think I could bare that.

But still..I have gotten used to being here already. I've made the mistake of running away from my previous master. If I stayed..would my life be more easier..? My master now is so much harsher than my previous one. I feel like it could only get worse from here.

"C..can I stay..?" My lips trembled as I asked him.

"What?" He considerably narrowed his eyes at me.

"Pl..please..!" Although I was terrified, I have already spoken. I might as well try. "I..I promise I'll be a good boy..! I..won't make anymore mistakes. I..I don't want to go back..!"

"Hm..did I hit you too hard..?" He pinched my cheek. "That's the first time anyone has actually begged to stay, I'll give you credit for that. But as you see, I already have my wonderful pets. I don't need another, especially one like you."

I started to shift uncomfortably under his gaze.

"Look at you. You've come so low that you're actually begging me to stay. What makes you think I want such a pet like you? You're broken. I can't use you. I don't have any use for you. You do not get along well with the others and you are distracting them. Unless..you want sex? Have you become a whore for rough sex? If that's the case, I can send you to a brothel where all your wildest fantasies can come true."

"No..!" I blurted out, scared he might actually do that.

"Don't raise your voice at me. Either way, you are going back. I can't believe you tried arguing against me." He sighed. "You're giving me a headache. Just leave. Get out of my sight."

He left to his own room. I picked up the basket and made my way to the laundry room. I felt overwhelmed by my ownself. I didn't even know what to think anymore. Have I gone crazy? I felt tired. I just wanted to be happy. I didn't want to have these conflicting thoughts.

I loaded the laundry machine and felt my stomach rumble a little. I was too scared to ask for food at the moment. Master seemed to be in a bad mood, so I didn't want to anger him more. But I couldn't remember how long I've been here, but I know it hasn't even been a month yet.

I was grateful that my body was finally healing. I felt so much better when I stopped receiving so much abuse. I would still get bruises here and there, but that was better than my skin breaking. I learned that I should just listen. The outcome is that I will always have to do what is commanded whether I rebel or not.

But..I was still not used to this kind of "life". But what was the difference? I still had to do something to survive. Before, I had to sell my body in order to get the small amount of money they would give me, then I'd use that to buy food. It was as if..I was still a slave, but I was owned by nobody. I couldn't ever leave that area. I knew that if I did, I wouldn't survive. It was like the underworld. They took advantage of hybrids like me for their own pleasure, and in return, they wouldn't sell us out.

But having a master, I had no sense of ownership towards myself. It's a weird feeling how easily we are swayed by this relationship. But I have fallen victim towards this. Fear is what rules us all. But in return..we get food..we get a place to sleep..but I guess that differs between each master.

I suddenly shuddered remembering being in the cage, engulfed in darkness. I wasn't scared of being in the dark..if I was, I'd be panicking every time I went to bed. But it was being confined in darkness that scared me. I didn't know how much fear I felt until remembering it now. Was it always this scary?

Thinking about it made my heart rate increase and I started to breathe heavily. I clutched my chest, trying to calm myself before anyone noticed.

Frustrating. This was so frustrating.

I finally calmed myself down. I didn't want to think about my life anymore. I was tired. I'm always tired. Why do I keep continuing..? No..no..I'm not going to think about it anymore. I can't predict what's going to happen in my life. I still have hope for myself.

I walked back to master's room, unsure what to do. I quietly knocked on the door but there was no answer. I was hesitant before I opened the door and looked inside the room. Master was sleeping on his bed.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't curious. I went to him and looked at his face. It was weird how peaceful he looked. I was going to go lay on my bed, but I saw the treats master had just laying on his desk in a small plastic bag.

The temptation was too strong. I was hungry, and the treats were so much better tasting than the food he feeds me. I quickly grabbed one and put it in my mouth. I quickly went to my bed and curled up as if I was trying to hide the fact I was eating. I quickly ate it and swallowed. There was no way I was going to risk getting another one, my heart was already beating so fast from just taking one. It was because I stole food that got me into huge trouble in the first place. I was suddenly feeling extremely anxious and scared.

I laid in my bed for a while until master woke up again. I sat up and looked at him.

"Mm..you were here too?" He said softly.

He came up to me and patted my head. He then bent down and lifted my chin. He brought me into a kiss, but I kept my mouth closed, refusing his kiss. I hate it when he kisses me. I just didn't understand why he even does it in the first place.

"Stubborn." He licked my lips and then got up. "You taste like your treats. I'm guessing you stole from me again?"

My whole body froze. I started to feel a panic attack rising. My heart started to race and I stared hard at the ground.

"You make me tired." He sighed. "I don't want to deal with you anymore." He came up and kicked my side hard, making me whine in pain. "Get up. I have changed my mind once again. You are leaving today."

He grabbed my arm, making me stand up. He dragged me outside to his car and shoved me inside the passenger side. He slammed the door, nearly smashing my foot.

He then went to the driver's seat, started his car, and then started to drive.

Everything was just so weird and so sudden. I didn't understand master at all. It felt as if he had some type of moodswing. I also realized he didn't blindfold me this time, not that it really mattered. I had no idea where I was.

"Put your damn seatbelt on." He muttered as he drove.

I quickly struggled, trying to put it on. I heard a click and then let go. I was still half naked, only a shirt was covering me. I wondered if that bothered him, but I guess it doesn't really matter.

I was really going back. I was nervous. I was scared. Did time really move this fast? Why did my life feel so fake. It wasn't even my life anymore. I started to wander in my thoughts once again. It was all seriously confusing. I had too much on my mind. I felt like my brain was just all mush. So many different thoughts contracted each other that I made myself confused.

The ride was boring. Master didn't say and word and I just stared outside the window the whole time.

Time passed and I saw the familiar road and building. He parked and dragged me out of the car.

"Boss you're back?" I heard one of the workers ask.

"To bring him back."

He unlocked the main cage that was outside and nearly threw me inside. I didn't have the time to break my fall properly, so I ended up scratching my knees and palms.

"That was fast."

"Make sure he gets sold. Put him on half price. It'll be quicker that way." Was all he said and then master left just like that.

It felt as if I was just thrown onto the curb with no explanation besides the fact I'm simply an item to him.

I looked around and my heart sank when I didn't see Mine. This was too much for me. Tears started to form.

I had nothing.

How many people does this make? I've lost three people in my life. Itachi..Naruto..and now Mine. I didn't particularly like Mine, but I didn't hate him. But it hurt to see that he was gone. I knew he meant well to me. I just hope he has good life. I hope..someone nice bought him.

I wiped my tears, slightly flinching in pain as I remember the scrapes on my hands and then my knees.

I sighed. Here it goes again. My boring life of waiting to be taken. This time..I had no one on my side.