AN: Okay ya'll. So, I was totally wanting to make this a LONG time ago, so yea. Now that I actually got the nerve to make it, I'ma gonna' make it. Oh, and since Sasuke is seven, he is completely allowed to be OOC. Lol, if you think otherwise, get over it. (:

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Sasuke made his way back to his house, hurrying a little. His mother was probably worried sick. She always was, anyways. The sun was setting now, and it's pink and orange rays were scattering across the clouds overhead. The young boy eyed them for a moment of enjoyment, then returned his gaze forwards. His house was coming up just to his left. Sasuke paused to get a breath at his front door. He'd run all the way home just to make it to dinner on time. His father always scolded his brains out for coming home late. The child slipped his shoes off and carried them inside with him.

"Father! Mother! I'm home!" He called out, as he did everyday he came home. Nothing out of the ordinary. Except the fact that his mother did not reply. Sasuke waited a second or two, setting his sandals by the door and gently trotting down the hallway towards the kitchen. His feet made soft, tapping noises on the clean wood. The Uchiha had never actually witnessed his mother cleaning, but the wood was always spotless. He guessed she did it when he was at school or out with his brother. Sasuke entered the kitchen and looked around. No one was in there, either. The light wasn't even turned on. He cocked an eyebrow and blinked several times.

'What's going on? Did I misread the clock at school?' He thought and looked at the one on the counter. It read six. No, he'd read it perfectly. He travelled further inside, looking to see if maybe they were in the living room, though he highly doubted the idea. It was empty, as expected. The child shrugged and walked out of the dining room, continuing down the hallway. He checked every room he passed, yet found no sign of anyone. All the lights were off, too. His father liked to keep the lights on at night, since he went to bed late. Sasuke finally moved onto his family's meeting room. He wasn't actually allowed in there, unless his father called him. This time he would probably be pardoned, though, so he slid the door open and let out a sharp scream. His mother lie on the floor face down, limp.

"Mother!" He cried out and stumbled towards her. He dropped to his knees beside her, gently rolling her over so that he could see her face. The woman winced and let out a soft groan. Her son sighed in relief, but quickly returned to his worried state as he saw blood under her stomach. He rolled her over more, which took a little bit more strength then he'd thought it would. A kunai stuck out of the female's gut, blood oozing forth from the wound. Sasuke trembled at the sight, letting out a small, restrained scream.

"Mother, please!" He begged as tears rolled down his cheeks. He shook her madly, pleading with her to get up. But she didn't. In fact, she grew even more still, and pale for that matter. The child looked around frantically, not having a clue what to do. He jumped as the door behind him slammed shut, blocking the sun's setting beams of light. Sasuke shivered in the darkness around him, reaching out to nervously clutch his mother. He pressed himself against her and ignored her blood soaked clothes. Two hands fisted into his hair a second later, making him cry out in surprise and whimper painfully. He was yanked to his feet and pressed against the wall. His small frame shook in terror. What was happening? Was this the person who had attacked him mother? He whined as a cloth tied around his eyes and deluded his vision.

"W-What are you doing?" He begged the man, who slapped him across the face in return. Sasuke cried out as his head snapped to the side. He felt himself picked up and carelessly draped over someone's shoulder. He kicked some, trying his best to escape. He stopped as the man slammed a hand onto his back and knocked the win out of his small body. The child coughed and went limp, hands swaying as he noticed the man pick up speed. They were running. From what? What was going on? His innocent mind did not register anything properly and left him horribly confused. They ran for quite some time, Sasuke dozing of despite his uncomfortable position. He'd wake when the man adjusted his grip or lost his footing for a split second. After what felt like an hour, the boy felt his carrier slow down to a stop. He lifted his head and opened his eyes, growling as he remembered he was blindfolded.

"That's the boy?" A gruff voice asked and Sasuke was dropped to the ground. He ripped the blindfold off and looked around himself. Men. Everywhere. Around twenty or so. The Uchiha trembled as he noticed they all watched him.

"W-What's happening? Where i-is this?" He stuttered out, causing a few to chuckle. They whispered to each other in hushed voices. The child scooted back as one, the burliest, man stepped forward and grabbed his chin. Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut, head being turned from side to side as his features were examined. The older male finally let go and snickered.

"You're a cute little guy, aren't you?" He smirked as Sasuke blushed madly. He shook his head nonetheless. The man rubbed his arm slowly and gently pulled the boy towards him. Sasuke's mouth hung open, small whimpers slipping past his shaking lips.

"What about my money!" The ninja behind him snarled, holding out his right hand in an expecting manner. A mask covered his face from sight. The man in front of the child stood up and dug around inside his pockets. He pulled out a small pouch and dropped it into the other's palm. The ninja around them vanished into nothing, making Sasuke jump in surprise. He flinched once again as he felt arms encircle him and pick him up. He was held firmly, bridal style, against the man's chest. Sasuke shook slightly and tossed around. He didn't free himself at all, sadly. In fact, the grip around his torso grew tighter, if possible. The Uchiha winced in pain. The ninja carrying him noticed and smiled.

"Hello, Sasuke," he spoke up, making the child flinch in surprise at the mention of his name, "Are you feeling well? I supposed you're tired after such a long day." Sasuke nodded slowly. He didn't think disagreeing with the older male would get him anything good.

"W-Who are you? Where a-are you taking m-me?" He asked weakly, tears escaping his black, scared eyes. He shook terribly as his captor laughed at him.

"I am your new owner, Mr. Hikaru. You will adress me as Master, though." Hikaru chuckled and wiped the tears away from Sasuke's face. The boy flinched away, panicking.

"No! You're lying! M-My father is in the police force-"

"And he is also in my line of work. He offered you to me for quite a sum of money. After watching you for a while, I couldn't resist," he pinched the Uchiha's cheek, "You're too adorable." Sasuke whined and struggled to get away. Hikaru continued walking, arriving at a small house. The child squinted in the darkness, trying to see it better. His owner walked up to the front door, steps creaking under the weight, and opened it. Flipping on the lights, he set Sasuke onto the floor and locked his door behind him. The boy got to his feet and yanked at the doorknob.

"Let me go! I-I want to see my mother!" He pleaded innocently, coughing as a hand wrapped around his thin throat.

"Listen up, little bitch. You're not going home," he lifted the child off the floor as he coughed and fought against the hold, "I own you, now. You will do anything and everything I say, when I say it! Got it?" Sasuke nodded as much as he could, feeling faint. He was dropped to the hard, wooden flooring, rubbing his neck and hacking. Hikaru snatched his arm up and stalked upstairs to the bedroom. The child was shoved onto the bed and ordered to stay while he turned and dug in his desk.

"Here it is...," he held up the collar against the boy's pale skin and smiled, "It matches you perfectly." Sasuke gasped as the material tightened around his throat. His owner's large hands left the back of his neck and grabbed him by the shoulders. Sasuke felt the collar, blushing deeply.

"Don't even think of taking that off, or you'll be in a world of trouble." The boy nodded slowly, tears dripping into his lap. Hikaru slapped him across the face, causing a strangled cry to come from the child. He told him to quit crying, then started to undress himself. Sasuke cringed and turned away, embarrassed. His master slapped him, a bit more gently than last time, and turned his head back.

"Learn your Master's body, pet." He demanded and smiled cruelly. The boy nodded once more.

"Say it out loud, pet."

"Y-Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes master?" Sasuke cried, trembling as the man slid out of his pants, kneeling in front of him. Hikaru chuckled and grabbed his shirt and began lifting it up. The Uchiha tensed and slapped the larger hands off of him. He was thrown to the floor, his owner's foot smashing his face into the white carpet. He opened his mouth to speak, but only let out a hoarse whine as his side was kicked. He fought uselessly against the man, the blows coming harder and harder. He was finally flipped onto his bruised back and punched across the face. Blood exited his nose and mouth, staining the carpet. Hands gripped the front of his shirt and lifted him up.

"Ready to be a good boy? If not, I can do this longer." Hikaru screamed in the child's bloody face. Sasuke was quiet for a second, words sinking in.

"Yes, Ma-aster.." He whimpered out. The older man smiled and sat down once again on the bed, pulling his pet into his lap. Sasuke closed his eyes and gulped down a scream, whimpering as he once again felt his shirt begin to lift over his head.

Arms were wrapped around his thin waist, holding him against his master. He stared forward with red, puffy eyes. His back hurt. Small hands rubbed his bruised sides, and more tears escaped. Bite marks covered his neck and he rubbed those too. The man behind him took in a deep breath, brown eyes opening slowly. Sasuke shivered as a hand trailed up the back of his thigh.

"Good morning, pet. I hope you got enough sleep." The familiar, husky voice said in his ear, making him shut his eyes and grit his teeth. Hikaru slipped out from behind the boy, rubbing his chest and smiling at the Uchiha child. The next second, he yanked the boy up. He screamed painfully. Every movement hurt horribly and dried blood caked his thighs irritatingly. He looked up at his master with large eyes.

"Gotta' get up, pet. You have a lot to learn." Sasuke was left halfway under the covers while the older man got dressed in a pair of sweats. He began to walk downstairs after motioning the boy to follow. The child eased himself off the bed and limped a few feet.

"Ah-" He choked out and fell to his knees. His master let out a sigh and walked back to him, towering over his small, shivering frame with an unamused stare.

"M-Master, please.." The boy begged and dropped his head. One hand trailed to his lower back, rubbing it gently. Hikaru bent down and grabbed the boy by his hair. The Uchiha whimpered and bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. His master dragged him down the stairs and into the kitchen, where he was roughly stood on a stool next to the counter. He gripped the edge of the marble like a lifeline, legs shaking uncontrollably. A rag was tossed at him, along with a bottle of soap.

"Get to cleaning," he started cooking some eggs, hearing his pet's stomach growl hungrily, "Is Sasuke hungry?" The boy bowed slightly and responded with a polite, "Yes Master." Hikaru chuckled and nodded, wondering if the boy had earned food yet. Sasuke looked around in confusion, not exactly knowing what to wash. His owner noticed and rolled his eyes.

"The table in the other room across the hall. And don't break anything, or else you'll be paying for it with something other than money." Sasuke tensed and limped into the hallway, where he steadied himself against the wall. He eyed the blood plastering his skin, then looked at the damp wash cloth. The child sunk into the living room, back facing his master. Sasuke peered around quickly and made sure Hikaru wasn't watching and began to scrub furiously at his skin. He finished one leg, reviling the hand print printed onto his skin. He shuddered for a second and turned around once more. He flinched as he saw Hikaru, standing right behind him.

"Oh? So you want a bath? Is that what you want?" The child stuttered apologies as his arm was grabbed for the millionth time and his master led him back into the kitchen with a smug smile.

AN: Lol, yea, it's short. They'll get longer, no worries. Remember, I am updating Revelations before I start working on the next chapter. I am just seeing where the hell this one goes before I do anything with it. Anyways, what does Hikaru have in store for Sasuke! D: Lol, I know~ Anyways, reviews determine my speed pretty much xD.!

Nat