Kidnapped
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Warnings: Abuse, Rape, Neglect.
This story was inspired by Kidnapped, which was written by bruised fingers.
'Thoughts'
'Inner Itachi'
'Flashbacks'
'Dreams'
"Talking"
POV
A/N: Author's Note
Chapter 6
Fugaku's POV
"Fugaku, how is your search group doing?" Mikoto asked me one night as we lied in bed. I paused for a moment, staring at the ceiling. I usually stayed awake with Mikoto until she was done reading, and then I would go to sleep next to her, but lately, the stress the stress had affected my sleep and I wouldn't fall asleep until an hour or so after she had. I sighed, as I looked at her and patted her on the thigh, a feeling of remorse shot through me.
"Not so well there is no evidence to his location at all. It seems Itachi is doing better than the ANBU, but that doesn't really surprise me." I almost groaned, as I closed my eyes. I felt really bad for making her suffer like this, I wanted to find the useless brat and bring him home so that Mikoto would be happy.
Mikoto's POV
"Oh," I replied. It seemed like a dark haze had fallen over me, as I realized that it was going to be very difficult to find Sasuke. Despite Itachi's reassurance that there was still hope I was starting to think that there was no hope at all. My family was getting totally out of shape; Itachi's sickness wasn't getting any better, Sasuke was nowhere to be found, and Fugaku was getting more and more distant. The weather only darkened the mood, because for the past for weeks all there had been were, clouds, rain, and sometimes hail. I couldn't remember the last time the sun had shone on our faces, making us forget our stress for a little while. Of course, maybe it was for the best; Itachi was getting severe migraines lately and the sun would probably just make them worse. I wasn't good at hiding my emotions, so my misery was etched into my features. Fugaku probably noticed this, because he leaned up and kissed me on the cheek in a comforting manner.
"Don't worry. We'll find him." I only nodded in response …that sounded a lot like Itachi had said a while ago. I placed my bookmark in my book and closed it shut. I set it on the nightstand and turned off the lamp. I heard Fugaku sigh and slide back into bed, waiting for me to do the same. I paused, but finally lied down in bed and cuddled next to my husband. Sleep sounded like a very soothing thing right now, but that didn't mean that my dreams would be joyful.
Sasuke's POV
As I stared into my abductor's light gray eyes, I realized how much they terrified me; he put me into a torturous corner and left me to cry in misery. I just wanted to curl in a ball and sob, but I wouldn't do that, a strong Shinobi of Konoha would never cry about such petty thing. I got rid of my scared face and put on my game face, scowling at the man.
"You might not want to mess with me, brat. I'm not exactly in the best mood." Tenshi warned me, glaring right back. I felt like withdrawing from the match of looks, but I continued to face my opponent.
"Unless you want me to spray pesticide in your eyes, you better stop with that look," Tenshi snapped at me. I hadn't seen Tenshi in about a day, and in that day I had tried to develop a different attitude which I was now trying on Tenshi. I didn't want to show my sensitive side to people anymore, I was just going to give everyone this new attitude I was developing. I heard Tenshi growl lowly.
"Be quiet, loser," I snapped, suddenly feeling a bit threatened by all of the insults Tenshi was saying to me. I never remembered experiencing so much anger inside of me, but now it seemed as if my temper was getting very, very short.
"Don't snap at me!" Tenshi roared and I saw his hand clench into a fist. I was entering dangerous territory, but I kept up my act. Tenshi took out a pocket knife, a nervous wave washed over me, but I kept my serious face on.
"You're not my mother." With that, Tenshi snapped, he slashed the blade across my neck, but he didn't cut too deep or hit any major veins, he kept it so it wouldn't kill me. The blood was pouring down quickly from my neck. Slowly, Tenshi lowered the knife again.
I told you I wasn't in the best of moods," Tenshi grumbled, the swiped the blade away and put it back in his pocket. Without another word, he walked out of the room and slammed the door behind him.
Tenshi's POV
After that little incident I decided that I wouldn't tell Sasuke about my leaving the house. In fact, I would leave for an extra day! Keep the kid hanging, starving and as skinny as a bone! It would be fun to come back and see Sasuke with saliva dripping out of his mouth and his charcoal eyes glittering with fresh tears, covering the dry ones. A snicker came out, as I walked out of the house and down the pathway. What a great prize that would be, to see an Uchiha heir in that vulnerable condition. As I got farther down the path I calmed down. A straight face coming back, as a man came up to me.
"Sir, have you seen this child?"
I immediately recognized the man as Fugaku Uchiha; just from the way the man looked and spoke when his mouth opened. The serious tone that he was using and the damn leadership that was just radiating from him. I would've guessed he was an Uchiha anyway when I saw the "Lost" poster he held up to me. I had to bite back a laugh when I saw the picture of a young boy, no older than 8, sitting with his obsidian locks and wide innocent eyes. If his father wasn't facing me, I would've laughed and yelled, "Yep, that's the kid I kidnapped alright! The little bastard that he is!"
I took a closer look and saw that there was another boy in the picture with Sasuke. This other male was taller, broader, and looked more apathetic-stronger. He looked very similar, appearance-wise, to Sasuke, except for what I could clearly see in the other's eyes, he had arrogance and superiority. Sasuke seemed to always be determined for something, from what I had learned from him so far, but the other Uchiha seemed to be bored with everything… but perhaps it was just the picture.
"Which one?" I asked, finally looking back up at the man. A look of disbelief flashed across the man's face, but it quickly faded, he probably realized not everyone knew who his other son was.
"The younger one …this one," he answered me, pointing to Sasuke. Biting back a smirk, I shook my head no.
The obvious disappointment leaked into his voice, when he gave me a simple, "Well, thank you anyway." He walked off to put up the stack of lost posters he had under his arm. As I walked away a smirk graced my features.
How I loved to fuck with the lives of arrogant jerks.
Sasuke's POV
Blood Poured from my wrists, but I was free. The chains were also covered in blood; this would leave obvious evidence that I had escaped the metal restraints.
Oh well, at least I was free.
Whimpering, I finally managed to crawl over to the door, so I could use the doorknob as a hold so I could force myself to stand up. Pain shot through my body, but I ignored it; a true Shinobi would not be held back by mere pain, right? I didn't know; all of my lessons and lectures were a haze at the moment. In fact, even my memories of home seemed like a dream the only thing that seemed real was what had happened here. Everything that had happened in the past were just dreams and dreams never came true.
My hand started to turn the doorknob. Disappointment washed over me like a wave when I found out the door was locked. I had no weapons to open it with either, so what could I do? Looking around, I saw the damn window again. Sure, the shades were drawn and the window was probably locked, but windows were always locked from the inside. I slowly walked over to the window and tried my last stunt again just much quieter. I had to be extra careful, or else I'd get caught again. That wasn't an option; I didn't want to spend one more day here in this hellhole. Sneakily, I unlocked the latch to the window and pulled the blinds. Sunlight shone on my face and I almost jumped at the sudden warmth. I took a deep breath, before I quietly started to open the window; I heard the birds chirping freely outside.
'Why can't I be a bird?'
"Oh no," I muttered to myself, as I stared at the screen behind the glass window. Of course, most windows had screens now. 'I'll have to push my way through it, but how?' I looked around and saw nothing I could use as a weapon to open the screen. I gulped as I realized what I had to do. Closing my eyes, I outstretched my hand and started to claw at the screen. I could feel my skin almost ripping from it, but I had to do this or else I'd be condemned to this place forever. The metal pierced my skin like razorblades, causing most of the skin on my arms to open. The grotesque sight was making me feel sick on the inside, but I kept going. Flesh blood covered the old, as I started to make an entrance in the screen. After much blood shed and yelps of pain, I finally made a small hole in the screen. Hot tears were streaming down my cheeks, as I started to climb out of the window. The screens new sharp edges ripped my shirt and then it tore at my newly exposed back, causing pained screams to overcome me. Finally I made it out and fell into the branches, branches and small thorns were pricking into my sides. I crawled out of the plant and just lay on my back in the grass, panting and whimpering in pain. I hoped I would never have to deal with this pain again and if this was what being a ninja was like then I didn't want to become one. A weird feeling started up in the pit of my stomach. I clenched my lips and sat up to lean over the grass I wasn't on. Then I opened my mouth and let the vomit fall onto the ground. After I finished puking I sat there, trying to regain control of myself. Finally I stood up and whining like a lost puppy, I limped away as fast as possible, trying to escape the doom that was in the house behind me.
Itachi's POV
I walked in the forest, trying to find where that house went. 'It couldn't have just gotten up and walked off, or could it? No, even if it did it would've caused extreme vibrations, like an earthquake and everyone would've …wait, what am I thinking? I think I'm going crazy.' I sighed and went deeper into the forest.
Finally, I saw what I'd been looking for; deep in the woods was the house. Maybe the house had always been there, but someone had planted new trees to hide it. Whatever had happened, I was curious. I walked over and heard the sound of crumpling leaves. I blinked and started to make my over there when…
"Excuse me!" a voice said from behind me, grabbing my shoulder and turning me around. I kept my cool, though, and looked at the figure in front of me. The man had bright blond hair and light gray eyes, which shot daggers at me. I could tell the man was furious, I looked around and saw why he was so angry; there was a sign that said 'Private Property: No Trespassing' in front of the house. A wave of embarrassment swept over me, as I looked back at the man.
"Sorry… I didn't see the sign," I stated, pointing at the said object. The man scowled at me and then let go of me. I almost smirked at his insolence, at both of our insolent behavior, actually. 'He's obviously not the nicest of men, since he's giving me that face. Yes, I know that face all too well. Now I was going to get snapped at.' I sighed and raised my hand.
"I'm going off your property now," I told him, smiling sheepishly and slowly walked away. The man glared at me until I had gotten quite far away, no longer visible to the stranger's light gray eyes. I sighed, as I walked the rest of the way out of the forest. I was suspicious of why the man had been so angry, I mean all I had done was step onto his property.
Oh, well. It wasn't really worth looking in to.
Tenshi's POV
I watched intently, as the older Uchiha stepped away, soon enough that I knew he was almost out of the woods. I looked back towards the house and started to walk towards it. I had been so hot headed about the incident with Sasuke that I had forgotten my bag. Sighing I stared to walk towards the front, when I heard a noise nearby. Looking to my side I saw something that made me so angry that maybe even Sunagakure could see the fumes.
"SASUKE!!!" I roared, not caring who heard. Young onyx eyes looked towards me, fear and worry building up in his eyes. I ran over angrily and grabbed the young Uchiha's arm before he could run away anymore. A grimace graced my features when I saw the blood covering his arm. I examined Sasuke's body and visually, it wasn't too pretty. In fact it was very, very grotesque; blood was spilled all over his small figure, his skin was basically tore open everywhere, and leftover vomit resided around his mouth. I met my eyes with Sasuke's and saw the pain that the young boy had gone through in order to escape.
"Well, I'll hand it to you… it was a nice try, but… hurting yourself just wasn't worth it.
Sasuke's POV
'I am no Shinobi; I am weak, a failure. No wonder father always favors Itachi over me. I couldn't even climb out a window and escape a house. I can't blame my family for my abduction anymore; I had let myself become vulnerable and now I am paying fro my idiocy.' I didn't pay attention as Tenshi dragged me back in the house. I ignored the pain as I was thrown back into the room, the chains being tightly clamped around my wounded arms. Surely this would cause an infection, but it didn't matter chances are I'd die here anyway. I had mortified myself so much that even when Tenshi snapped and threatened me all I heard was, "blah blah blah blah." And I nodded at everything he said.
'Complete failure.'
'What kind of Shinobi fails at such an easy task?' Images of Itachi ran through my head; Itachi never gave up, never lost, he was the perfect son for mom and dad they probably didn't care as long as they had Itachi, dad especially. I missed Itachi so much right now… just the thought of Itachi scooping me up in his arms seemed so blissful at the moment, but again it was all just a dream and dreams never came true. Itachi hardly ever paid attention to me, but it was nice when he did. After Tenshi left, I made a strict goal for myself.
I would survive and I would survive for Itachi. If I died so young, I needed to see him before I did so.
Yes, being in Itachi's arms once more was something to live for. Even if I was dieing in Itachi's arms all I wanted to do was be in his arms once more.
Itachi's POV
I lay in the grass, staring at the sky as the sun warmed my body up. The heat on my skin felt so good, especially since my sickness had caused me to feel so cold. My fever was lessening which meant I was probably getting better, but that really wasn't on my mind at the moment. As much as Sasuke annoyed me to no end I still missed the pest. It was quiet and tension-filled, and awkward in the house now that Sasuke was gone. I sighed, as I watched a small bird fly from a tree a stop next to me, chirping happily. A scowl graced my features, as I waved my hand at it, the bird got frightened and flew off.
Pondering, I looked back at what I had just done. Sasuke often acted like a bird, carefree and flying around almost always happy. And there I had just been shooing the bird away.
Suddenly I regretted shooing Sasuke away so many times.
I had shooed Sasuke away and now he could be gone forever. The thought struck at my heart. 'Did I really elude Sasuke from coming home? Maybe Sasuke ran away, because of the fact that all of the family seemed to ignore him. No… that isn't like Sasuke. Besides, the evidence showed that he had been abducted …right? Sasuke wouldn't be so angry with me to just leave, would he?'
I groaned and rolled onto my side and decided it was a waste to think about. I'd settle the argument later. Slowly I drifted off into the land of sleep.
A/N: Ok that it for now I'll update this story when I can, but the more reviews I get the more inspired I'll be to write and it might take me a while to update anyway, because I'm trying to figure out what I will be happening next, whether there will be a happy ending or there will be a sequel, I'm leaning towards sequel right now. ut you can always tell me your opinions in your reviews. Personally I really liked how this chapter turned out, plus out o all the chapters in my stories so far this is the longest one!
