The start of a new story.
Warning: language, mention of non-con, death, etc.
I do not own Naruto, nor do I make any money off of this.
"talking"
'thinking'
Chapter 1:
Drip. Drip. Drip.
It was almost completely quiet except for that steady beat.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Several people would go insane if that was the only thing they heard for several days.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
But no one stayed here for just a few days. No, being put here meant that no one wanted you, no one cared about you, and that you were going to die here. Many never made it past the first month. Some, made it several years, hoping a loved one would come and save them. Soon, they would give up hope.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
Death was the only unchanging thing that everyone got regardless of where they were. And almost everyone that was put in here welcomed death with open arms. None of the guards cared if someone died. Once, it took them so long to remove a corpse, that everyone in the room got sick and eventually died. But death wasn't the worse thing to happen in this place.
Drip. Drip. Drip.
No, in comparison, the men had it easy. There were several nights that screams came from the women block on the other side of the building. Each block only had five cells. Each cell wasn't big and housed four to five people. Once a cell was "full" the next person to come in was given a cell of there own. It wasn't rare to have a cell to yourself for months or even years.
Drip. Drip. Jingle.
Wait! That was a different noise. A blond head popped out from under a grey blanket. His blue eyes stared out of his cell as footsteps echoed in the room. He could barely hear the water anymore. He moved slightly, revealing a grey gown. That was all they were allowed to wear, that and underwear.
Screams filled the air followed by loud crying. A baby? What was a baby doing here?
Soon, a man appeared before Naruto's cell. A baby was wrapped in a blanket in his arms. Because it was naked, Naruto could tell it was a boy. The man unlocked Naruto's cell and stepped in. Naruto stayed still as the man walked up to Naruto and dumped the baby into his lap. Naruto looked up with confused eyes. "Congratulations brat!" the man said. "Seems like your that one's new mommy."
"What about his real mother?" Naruto asked.
"She's in with the other bitches," the man said. "Rules are rules you know. That ones a boy so it belongs with other boys. Either you take care of it, or it dies. Either way, it's not my problem." Without another word, the man left the cell, locking it behind him.
Naruto looked down and gasped. The baby was pale with beautiful black eyes. Naruto knew this baby was going to grow into a handsome young man. He only needed a chance. Naruto smiled down at the child. He was going to help him get that chance. Ripping off a sleeve of his gown, Naruto tied it around the baby as a makeshift diaper. It would get dirty, but Naruto would sacrifice his portion of soap to keep him clean.
The baby let out a little coo as Naruto held him close. He laid back down, pulling the blanket over them to keep them warm.
Drip. Drip. Soft snore.
Naruto smiled. He could get use to this.
Note: Naruto is 14. The baby is a newborn, less than a month old.