WARNING: This chapter contains rape and a brain damaged teenager being forced into prostitution.
Sobs echoed through the halls of the hospital, but they were completely ignored by the nurses. Patients were always crying about trivial things, surely this time was no different. Inside Itachi Uchiha's room, a middle-aged woman swore and placed a hand over the teen's mouth. "Shut up, retard," she snarled with a fearsome glare. Itachi whimpered and tried to squirm away from her, but she wrapped an arm around his slim waist and traced her nicely manicured fingers down his cheek. Then, without warning, she roughly grabbed him in the place Sasuke said no one was allowed to touch him. A pained cry escaped Itachi's lips, and he frantically tried to free himself from her grip, to no avail. Outside, Mida was trying to deter Kabuto from entering Itachi's room to see what was bothering him. "I was just in there, it's nothing. He had a messy accident and got embarrassed, so I cleaned him off, gave him a bath, but he won't stop crying. It's best to just let him calm down on his own." Kabuto frowned and adjusted his glasses. "Itachi is incontinent. I doubt he would be this off put by something that happens every day, so there must be something else." With that, the nurse tried to push past Mida, determined to help the poor kid, but he was shoved back. "He wasn't wearing a diaper at the time and was upset that he soiled the sheets. Please go check on the other patients."
The next day, Kabuto noticed that Itachi was nervous and timid, and screamed whenever someone touched him. Mida was standing next to the boy, and Kabuto began to suspect that he had something to do with this, but he was unable to ask the teen about it. Whenever he tried to give Itachi his medicine, feed him, change his diaper, ask what was wrong, Mida rebuked him, saying that he had to get the patient ready for his family's visit. At the word "family", Itachi perked up, but still looked hurt and confused. "Sah... kay...?" "Yes, you'll see Sasuke today. You can show him your room and everything, won't that be fun?" Itachi nodded enthusiasticly, smiling as brightly as he could. It was hard, though-he still hurt all over from the game Mida had made him play last night. The mean woman had touched him between his legs, and done something icky with both of their private parts that gave him a weird feeling in his tummy and then made him really tired. He had cried the whole time and begged her to stop, because he didn't like this game, it was bad and naughty and wrong, people weren't supposed to touch each other down there, and she was making him spread his legs, which Mommy told him not to do. "Stah... stah... Mom... ee... get... mad..." He'd cried, but she ignored him and kept playing the game even after he tried to get away from her. Itachi didn't tell Mida, because then he'd get in trouble, but he was planning to tell Sasuke what that lady had done to him. The hospital was scary now, and he wanted to go home.
A/N: I hated writing this. I know it's very upsetting, but things like this do happen in real life. The next chapter will be better- Mida will get his comeuppance, and Itachi will probably be taken home. However, the chapter after that might be very depressing. I plan to kill off either Itachi or Sasuke, and if you have a preference as to which one dies, or you want them both to live, please tell me. Again, I apologize for this, but it was necessary. This really hurt me to write.
