More details okay, I can try to be more specific. Sasuke's ooc? (How ooc can he get? it's fanfic world what can you expect) I shouldn't get all emo since I don't comment fics till it gets really good. But I do like flamers now and then to keep ego down.

Morning…

Sasuke jolted awake looking around frantically. Oh yeah, this is his new prison, remembering last night. It was very warm in there, even the wooden floors didn't seem cold like his were every morning, but of course it was the windows. Windows tend to let the cold air outside seep into the room like it doesn't care that it's supposed to shut out the outside.

He quickly changed from his sleeping clothes to his everyday outfit, which exactly looked the same. It didn't occur to him that he already figured where his clothes were, getting used to this place already (?), grabbing his towel and opened the door.

There was Sambaso leaning against the wall, Sasuke looked at him, in Anbu uniform and that old man mask. He pushed himself off the wall, "Once you're done, kitchen," he walked away.

-Kitchen-

Sasuke entered the room and sat down, seeing the room with better light. Normal, clean, wall color pastel green. A normal bachelor pad. Sambaso walked in dropping a knapsack on the table, some metal clinked and shhked in the bag.

Sambaso, a feet taller than Sasuke, his dark hair matted with sleep, he tied it low and stretched.

"Hmm, guess we should start with those rules then. Number one; don't even try to run away. You can think about running but you'll know what'll happen. Two, your weapons," patting the bag, "will have to be checked in with me. Heh, meaning you'll have no weapons on you unless I give you one. If you, let's say happen to steal a weapon from someone, well then consequences will be dire and just. If you earn my trust, I might even let you go off by yourself at night, no weapons of course, that's number three. Four, I'm your superior so you'll only do what I say and no one else's even your former sensei. A suspicious mind is a healthy mind as I say," Sambaso chuckled. "Sounds like I'm a parent now. Rules will be made along the way. Now which teaching method would be most effective for the Uchiha?"

He turned around and opened the door, letting in the beginning of the rising sun. It was about only six am right now.

"Since you didn't try to run off last night; what you need is proper guidance. The simplest thing I can give you is EDA."

'…What's that supposed to mean?'

"Exercise, discipline, and affection." answering his thought.

'Affection?' he quirked his brow.

"Not in the way you're thinking, pervert. Anyways I know this'll be the only training that'll get through your head. Come on, you're going to get some exercise."

Sasuke stood up, considering his weapons in the sack, he can exercise without weapons. Walking right past it… Sambaso locked up and faced Sasuke. He rubbed his hands together and clapped twice, his hands were a might dusty from..something, and continued to rub, "Now close your eyes."

Sasuke looked at the smiling face, down of his rubbing hands and back up again. Was he going to perform a jutsu? On him? Something was definitely up.

"Well? Were you not listening when I explained the rules?" Putting his hands in a sign position.

Sasuke disgruntled about the fact that he was going to do a jutsu and couldn't copy it.

"We're done. Let's go."

Eh? In one second, with one blink, he'd already done it? 'Okay this Anbu is quick.' Sambaso was already twenty feet away. What did he do? He felt a tug to follow and did since it wasn't a Genjutsu, he checked.

The two went a little bit past the training grounds about halfway to Konoha walls.

"We'll only do a light exercise today since disciplining you won't happen till I break you completely."

The avenger leered at Sambaso. Does this guy like to torture little boys or what? First roughly strangling him when they first met and now straight to his sick twisted pleasures? He might be even in more sick in the head then Orochimaru. (I wouldn't know since I stopped watching.)

"I'm kidding...but breaking you does sound like fun," Sambaso joked tossing him his katana-like Kusanagi to him.

Breaking him would be a pleasure to Sasuke as well…

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"Get up. It's time to go home now," it being already eight o'clock. Pm. With nothing to eat since Kakashi's place yesterday morning, Sasuke was dead to the world.

But he wasn't going to let his new caretaker take him to the hospital or even worse think he's weak. And so shakily pushed himself up and rolled over and sat up.

"You're not bad," leaning against a tree, "for someone just out of the hospital. But of course, you're a ninja and an Uchiha must always be prepared. I think you'll do well on your first assignment tomorrow."

Walking over to him he pulled Sasuke up and threw an arm over his shoulder. A seven am to eight pm nonstop workout was a light exercise? Even Sasuke knew how to take breaks. His limits.

But he was better company, that's for sure.

chap 5 done. next? haven't started on that, time to unleash the leash? hmm! look at the time 2:57am, no wonder I worked so well. lol. thanx for reading. Ja! (I'm so not japanese lol)