Living in Captivity
Author: Gaarasama
Email: angelayahoo888 at hotmail dot com (A/N: they won't let me write my email in its actual format, LOL:P)
Summary: Sex slavery was not what Sasuke would have prefered, and he couldn't wait 'till the day he gets out. But then Itachi comes back in his life, and uses him for sex. Making Sasuke put aside his pride and pray for his blond lover to save him. yaoi
Disclaimer: All characters are property of Masashi Kishimoto. The plot belongs to me.
"blah blah blah" –talking
'blah blah blah' –thoughts
blah blah blah –narration
blah blah blah –flashback
blah blah blah (whatever number) –will be explained at the bottom of the page
blah blah blah's POV –blah blah blah's point of view
(A/N: blah blah blah) –author's note
blah blah blah -song lyrics
Chapter 1: Abandoned
The lock clicked and the heavy door slid across the floor as rough hands pushed it open.
A man, roughly around the age of thirty, dressed all in black, entered the room with a gun in his belt. Dragging behind him a small boy with pale features; a plain black collar wrapped around his neck. The collar was attached to the inch-thick chain in the man's hand, pulled on mercilessly when he misbehaved. A baggy black T-shirt hugged his small boyish figure, and that alone.
Following them was another boy, not much older; maybe fifteen or so, with his hands in his pockets; a smirk on his face.
The room was plain, the yellow wallpaper covering the walls slowly peeling as they gathered age; oil stained curtains hang in front of the only window, billowing slightly in the wind. The place was almost empty, holding only a desk and a bed; the covers greasy and bloodstained. Random things littered the floor, a whip here, a chain there, and cuffed to the bedposts were a pair of rusty handcuffs, dangling in its place. It was a pervert's paradise.
Sasuke's POV
Zabuza's taking me to that fucking room again, the room where hundreds have bled, and suffered intolerable pain. I looked behind me at the blond following us. 'He's not that bad, pretty young, and kind of cute too.' I observed. 'Hmph, maybe it'll be okay this time; he doesn't seem so tough, I doubt that a dobe(1) like him can order me around.' A light blinked here and there, and rats scurried across the floor.
Eight years ago, Itachi sold me here, to this hellhole, just so that he could have some beer money. Fuck him, he made my life living hell and he expects me to just crawl back to him like some fucking whore. He came back here a few days ago asking me if I want to move back in with him...as his sex slave. He told me that he loved me, and that he needed me. Well it's not going to happen, not when I still have a say in this.
Flashback
"Otouto(2), you know I only did what I did because I had to. You have to believe me when I tell you that I love you, and trust me when I tell you that you mean the world to me. Come back to me, and I promise I'll make everything up to you. If you'd only give me a second chance, I can show you I truly care about you." Itachi said.
"Fuck you Itachi, go to hell. Don't expect me to believe in that shit. I'm not that fucking vulnerable anymore. Eight years in this hellhole taught me to tell truth from lie, and that is just bullshit!" Sasuke sneered.
"Leave." Sasuke spat out, "I don't want to ever see your hideous face ever again. Just get the hell away from me!"
Itachi froze for a second before regaining his composer. "I'm afraid you don't have a say in this, otoutou. You will be mine, despite your pathetic wishes."
End Flashback
How dare he leave me here to be a fucking fuck toy to some fucked up pedophilic pervert! How dare he let me be raped 4, 5 times a day by a complete stranger. How dare he call himself my brother when he sold my body to money hungry freaks that are willing to tear away the very innocence of a young child just to get what they want. Eight years I was held victim to this game, eight years I wept for escape; that was eight years of my life that I will never get back, never know what I have missed, and never know what could've been.
I gave myself to him, all of me, just to please him, to see him smile, and to hear him say that he loved me. He was everything to me, ever since our parents died in that fire, he was the only family that I had, the only person I could count on, the only person that I can trust.
I was happy just to tag around, following him everywhere. I was happy to be with him; happy to have someone who care; and I was proud of calling him my aniki.
But this all changed that hateful night...
Flashback
"Aniki(3), where are we going?" a six year old Sasuke asked as he tried to keep up with his brother.
Itachi was silent as he walked closer and closer to the rugged building, crumbling with age. All of the sudden Itachi stopped in his tracks, so abruptly that Sasuke bumped into him.
"Itai(4)! Aniki, why'd you stop?" Sasuke asked as he carefully rubbed his forehead, checking for any signs of a bruise.
Itachi turned around, grabbed a hold of Sasuke's arms and held him in place with his firm grip. "Sasuke, are you willing to do something for me?" Itachi asked, eyes serious.
"Of course aniki! I'll do anything for you! I love you!" Sasuke beamed.
Itachi's face softened and he said, "Arigato(5) Sasuke, I want you to remember that despite whatever happens, I love you too."
End Flashback
That was the night Itachi sold me here. I remember thinking that no matter what, I will always help Itachi out, because he was my big brother, and he loves me. But after a few days of that horrible torture, I began to realize what kind of place he had put me in, and I felt sick. But still, I refused to believe that my brother had used me, that he had taken my trust in him and used it against me. I refused to believe that aniki, the same person who had read stories to me when I was little, who had held me when I was frightened by a thunder storm, was betraying me.
But little by little, I began to realize that he had abandoned me; that he was never coming back. And that's when it really hurt, that's when reality sank in.
TBC...
(1) dobe-a nickname Sasuke has for Naruto, some has translated it into "dead last", but since it doesn't really make sense, just think of it as the word loser.
(2) otouto-little brother
(3) aniki-older brother
(4) itai-ouch
(5) arigato-thank you
Well that's all for now, the next chapter will be coming out soon, this was my first fic so I'm sure it's not great, but I thought it was good. Well review everyone! And the more criticism I get, the better I'll write, criticism helps us improve.