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If: ... umm... wow, I didn't update yesterday... I haven't updated every other day since... at least a month ago... Um... I don't have an excuse really. I was sewing my pretty top, worked and then watch the Sox game... but anyway, here it is y'all.

Warning: Torture, Sickness, Descriptiveness


J3nN4: Hmmm... I don't know. I don't know if I'm twisted enough to have Sasu submit to the napper... I don'tthink it would fit.Meh, I don't know. Thanks for the review though!

KK : Mou, thanks. I'm getting quite good at these evil cliff hangers, b/c I'm evil/cool like that. Heh. And Naruto? Hmmm... I actually don't know what I'm gonna do with him. I had thought about putting him with Sakura (b/c NaruSaku is so an under-rated couple) but I don't know. Thanks for the review!

puptastic25 : He he he... yeah, it is pretty painfully obvious that Oro took him... and yup, I'm evil b/c I did let him take him. I can't help it... I love to torture Sasuke. He he he... And I'm pretty sure that you're right that Gaara's gonna need a lot of therapy and TLC after this... Thanks for the review!

YINGYANGBLOSSOMS : Waaah! He he he... don't worry about it man! So long as I know that y'all are reading my fic, I'm happy! I mean, I just love to have people reading! Reviews are just a wonderful perk that keep me happy and making this the best fic I can. He he he... you're definitely right about the DRAMA! I love DRAMA and ANGST:) they're very prevalent in my stories. Hope you enjoy this new chap!


Gaara was panicking. The sun had set, he was in the park, and Sasuke had been abducted most likely by the one person Gaara would do anything to keep away from the raven haired boy. Gaara didn't know where Sasuke lived. Gaara didn't know Sasuke's phone number. Gaara was realizing that though he knew the other boy inside and out, that he didn't know anything outside of the person Sasuke was. Not knowing anything physical was a big problem. Gaara wasn't sure what he should do. He couldn't go back to Sakura and Naruto for fear that Naruto might actually break, and Gaara wasn't sure of how long Sakura would be able to control the blonde boy. He couldn't call any of their … friends because he didn't know any of their numbers and it's not like they would know where Sasuke would live anyway… Gaara was starting to think he had a bigger problem than he had originally thought. Maybe he could find a pay phone; there might be a phone book in one of those.

And so Gaara started off to find a pay phone. He was jogging through the park, trying his best not to just start running around screaming the other boy's name. Crying out for Sasuke wouldn't exactly help right about now. Doing something so rash would just prove to be useless and Gaara knew it.

Gaara jogged out of the park and immediately spotted a pay phone. Gaara ran over to it and looked to see if there was a phone book. No luck. Gaara cursed colorfully, causing several people to turn and stare at him, and started running off in search of another pay phone. He managed to find a pay phone a city block over and around the corner. Gaara prayed for a phone book. There was one in the glass booth. Gaara silently praised whatever deity had blessed him with a phone book.

Gaara got into the booth and opened the phone book. He was looking for Uchiha. U… U… U! There it was. Gaara flipped pages anxiously, trying to find "Uc." He finally found it. Gaara scanned the page, and lo and behold, there was only one Uchiha. Gaara once again turned his eyes heavenward and thanked whatever deity was blessing him with this good luck. Gaara searched his pockets for any sort of change or cash, no such luck. Gaara cursed darkly and tore out the page from the phone book. Looking around at his surroundings, Gaara quickly noted where he was. It would take a while, but Gaara could make it to the hotel that he and siblings were staying at before it got too dark. Gaara started off.


Sasuke woke up with a groan and turned to his side, or at least he tried to. Sasuke was finding that he couldn't move. Cracking open his eyes, Sasuke also noted that he had somehow managed to get back home. But there was something wrong about his room that just wouldn't register in his muddled brain. Why was he home?

Sasuke thought about it for a moment, or at least tried to think about it, but his foggy mind protested being used. Groaning again, Sasuke noticed that there was something on his wall. That was probably what was wrong… but what could be wrong with a wall hanging? It was just a wall hanging with long black hair hanging limply off the wall with blood covering its exposed skin….

"Itachi!" Sasuke barely managed to choke out of his flem encased throat. Sasuke tried clearing his throat, but it just wouldn't get whatever was covering his throat out. Sasuke was beginning to register a taste in his mouth that he had never wanted to taste ever again. Sasuke was feeling sick.

Turning his head to the side, and his body straining to move so that he wouldn't be lying in his own puke, Sasuke emptied his stomach of its contents. Sasuke coughed and hacked, his mind reeling and his stomach curling. Sasuke coughed up another portion of his stomach contents.

Laying back and trying to ignore the sickening smell of his own puke, Sasuke noted that the nasty taste left in his mouth tasted better than what had been in his mouth before. Sasuke shuddered and dry heaved a few times at just the memory of that taste.

Sasuke turned his head back to the other side and this time his eyes focused on his brother. Itachi looked horrible. Itachi's appearance reminded Sasuke of how he had looked after Shukaku had decided to make him a work of art. Cuts were covering his brother and Sasuke could just barely see the salt that was lining the cuts. Itachi's front was covered with welts and bruises, and Sasuke could see that a rib was nearly poking out the side of his brother. Sasuke bit back the urge to vomit again. He couldn't see Itachi's face, but if the constant drip of blood was anything to go by, his face probably looked horrible.

Sasuke was now desperately fighting off another wave of sickness, but when the door opened, revealing the one man that could torture him this much, Sasuke lost control of his body and barely managed to turn his head to the side as his stomach emptied again. Sasuke was now feeling lightheaded.

"Ah Sasuke-kun, what have you done?" the man asked. Sasuke's stomach rolled again and he dry heaved a few times, his stomach finally empty. The man smirked and walked over to Sasuke's side, obscuring his view of his battered brother.

"I suppose we'll have to move you, ne?" the man asked. Sasuke tried to back away from the face that was approaching his but found that if he moved back any farther he'd end up in his own mess, so Sasuke spit in the man's face.

The man's pale and snake like face dropped its smile and went blank. Orochimaru stood up straight and wiped the spit from his face. Orochimaru glared coldly at the boy tied to the bed.

"That wasn't a very smart thing to do Sasuke-kun," he said monotonously. Sasuke shivered. "You had better co-operate Sasuke-kun, or I just might decided to go out and find that precious boy you seem so attached to and add him to our little… fun."

Sasuke's eyes widened and his mouth opened and shut, but no sound came forth. Orochimaru smirked at him and bent down again, this time Sasuke didn't move. Orochimaru's long tongue came out from his mouth and laved the side of Sasuke's face.

"That's a good boy," Orochimaru said, standing up again. "We'll have you moved in no time Sasuke-kun. You'll be able to see your pathetic brother up close and personally."

And with that statement and matching smirk, Orochimaru was gone. Sasuke rubbed his cheek against the pillow, trying to get the sickening feeling of Orochimaru's tongue off his skin. Sasuke quickly turned his head to the other side and dry heaved again.

"Gaara…" Sasuke whispered, his voice not wanting to work. The door was flung open again and in came Kabuto and some other people that Sasuke could barely recognize, but knew that they had fucked him before. All of Orochimaru's friends had fucked him at some point in time. Sasuke could only watch as they untied his hands and feet, hoisted him in the air and carried him to the wall where Itachi was tied. Getting close to his brother's near lifeless body only made Sasuke feel that much sicker. His brother looked horrible to say the least, and up close like this, Sasuke could tell that the wounds were worse than they had looked from his position on the bed.

Sasuke became aware that Orochimaru's minions were turning him so that he was practically standing. They set his feet on the ground, pulled his legs apart and hooked his ankles into the steel restraints on the walls. Next they pushed his torso back and locked his wrists into the shackles above his head. They let go and Sasuke fell forward, unable to stop himself, his arms feeling as though they were pulled out of their sockets when his body jerked to a stop. Sasuke bit his lip to keep from crying out in pain.

"I see that our time apart hasn't affected your ability to keep yourself from crying out, whether in pain or pleasure," Orochimaru's sickening voice spoke from in front of Sasuke. Sasuke raised his head, which had fallen forward when his body had, to look at the man that had tortured, abused and used him for the last three years of his life. Sasuke wanted to just punch that smirk off that man's face and pummel him into oblivion, but two things were holding him back: his restraints, and the fact that Orochimaru currently had five or six henchmen.

"We'll have to see how our short time apart has truly affected you, my precious little Sasuke-kun… As you can see, your brother's few years apart from me has made him forget what he had learned back when he was your age and in your position," Orochimaru spoke. Sasuke turned startled eyes to his unconscious brother. Itachi went through this too?

"Yes… your brother was my pet before I acquired you my Sasuke-kun. But after that nasty incident with the massacre, he just wouldn't be my little toy anymore. I think the lack of drugs and pressuring parents had something to do with it… but I didn't need to worry about him, since I got you," Orochimaru said with a smirk on his face. Sasuke felt sick again. "You were too pig headed to listen to your brother, and I was oh so convincing."

Sasuke suddenly realized that it wasn't that his brother had been trying to control every aspect of his life after the massacre, but that he was trying to protect his brother. Since he had never done anything even remotely like that before, Sasuke had gotten it confused and had then made the biggest mistake of his life.

"Now then Sasuke-kun, let's see just how much you remember," Orochimaru purred, pulling something out from behind his back. Sasuke's eyes widened and he barely kept himself from screaming.


Gaara was tired, he was exhausted, but he had finally been able to get to the hotel. Gasping for air, and barely trudging inside, Gaara managed to make it to the front desk. The receptionist looked at him with wide eyes. Gaara bent over and put his hands on his knees, trying to breathe.

"Are you alright?" the receptionist asked hesitantly. Gaara waved a hand at her absently still trying to breathe.

"Are you sure? You don't look too good," the receptionist said, peering over the desk. Gaara straightened, having finally managed to breathe normally.

"I'm fine," he said a little breathlessly. "Can I use the phone?"

"You have to be a registered guest to use the phone," the receptionist said. Gaara nodded.

"I'm in room 412 with my siblings," Gaara said. The receptionist nodded at him.

"I'm going to have to see a key or I.D.," she said. Gaara fished around in his pockets and pulled out his room key. The receptionist turned the phone around. "Go right ahead."

Gaara pulled the now folded piece of paper from his pocket and opened it up. Placing his finger by the name "Uchiha" Gaara dialed the number.

The phone was picked up on the third ring.

"Hello? Is Itachi there?" Gaara asked. There was no reply and Gaara's brow furrowed. "Hello?"

Gaara froze and nearly dropped the phone, hearing the pained screams that were coming over the phone.

"That's right my Sasuke-kun… scream. Scream!"