Chapter 15

With Caution

Itachi didn't get much sleep that night. The fact that Gaara was hogging the covers and talking to himself didn't help at all; Though, the raven couldn't help but giggle at some of the remarks his sleeping friend made. They gently eased away the worry and fear that Kisame had so cruelly impaled on him. He then felt the blankets being pulled completely off of him. Gaara was laying there, nice and warm, whereas Itachi was laying there, freezing his ass off. He kicked the young Kage in the stomach.

"O-Ow... Itachi! That hurt!" Snapped Gaara, massaging his abdomen.

"Stop stealing the covers! I'm fucking freezing!"

"No need to kick me! You could just ask."

"Well, you're awake now." Said Itachi. "Gaara, my dearest friend, please may I have some more blankets?"

"Of course, you Kazekage-kicking bastard." Gaara moved a little so Itachi had better access to the blankets. The raven wrapped them around himself, welcoming the warmth. "You've kept me awake all night. You talk more in your sleep than you do when you're awake."

"So what? I'm talkative when I'm asleep. I guess it gives me a chance to express my feelings about stuff."

"What stuff?"
"Who gave you permission to see into my mind?"

"Me."

"Very funny."

The raven yawned. "Charming." His eyelids felt heavy. Then, a knee collided with his back.

"And that's for kicking me earlier."

"You are such a lovely person, Gaara."

"I know right?"

"Right."

It was silent for a while. Itachi guessed that Gaara had fallen asleep. He turned to the side and sure enough, the read-head was in a deep slumber. Itachi had to admit that his friend really did look like a small animal when he was asleep. The last thing Suna wanted was a little fuzzball for a Kazekage. The raven smiled at that thought and soon realized that he was safe after all. Knowing that, he drifted into a peaceful sleep.

Morning came faster than he liked. It was impossible to sleep past nine am in the desert since it was so hot. But it wasn't the heat that awoke him, or the sunlight. It was the hissing sound of sand as it wrapped itself around him.

"Huhnn?" He moaned sleepily, before realizing what was happening. His eyes widened. "Gaara, no! Wake up!" In an attempt to save himself, Itachi punched the red-head in the face, but the sand blocked most of the attack, although the impact did cause him to fall out of bed. The sand dropped immediately and slithered reluctantly back into it's gourd. Gaara sat on the floor, glaring. "Nothing says good morning like a punch in the face, huh? Dickhead."

"You almost fucking killed me, idiot!"

"I didn't mean to!" He yelled, standing up and brushing himself off. "I had a bad dream!"

"Dreams about killing me?"

Gaara said nothing and his face went completely blank.

"So it was a dream about you killing me."

"I was protecting you actually."
"From what? Yourself?"

"..." He turned. "Yes." and with that, walked out without another word.

Itachi stared after him. Protecting me from himself... what does that mean? The raven sighed and shook his head, then got up and went into the bathroom He stripped, and stepped into the shower, letting out a sigh as the hot water soothed his aching muscles. He could still smell Kisame on him. Itachi knew the internal scars would only fade, but never heal. What that man had done to him would forever be engraved into his mind. Every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was Kisame's evil face. It was as if the horrible images that had collected in his mind over all those years were imprinted on the inside of his eyelids. Itachi scrubbed his skin raw, then whimpering in defeat as Kisame's voice, face and actions drifted so cruelly back into his mind. "What am I going to do?" He whispered. "Why can't you fucking leave me alone? Why are doing this to me?"

The room held no answers. The raven leant his forehead against the shower wall, staring blankly at nothing in particular. The thing that made everything all the more sickening was that when Kisame did rape him...

Itachi liked it.

He finished in the shower and to take his mind off things, decided to confront Gaara about what was wrong with him, but he knew how difficult it was to get an answer out of him. The truth was, Itachi was just a little worried. The raven went into his friend's room and saw him watching TV in bed.

"Get up, you lazy sod."

"No." Came the 'creative' reply.

"Just like you Gaara, Being an unhelpful prick."

"What do you want?" He asked, not taking his eyes off the screen.

"I just want to know you're okay."

"I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"
"Yes!"
"Alright, no need to bite my head off."

"I will do in a fucking minute if you don't leave me alone!"
"What is fucking wrong?"
"Nothing! Jeez!"

"I don't believe you."
"Believe what you want!"

"Gaara!"

Gaara let out a growl. "Shut up."

"You're worried aren't you? About Kisame being back."

He let out a sigh and dropped his gaze to the floor. "W-Well... yes."

The raven rolled his eyes. "I knew it."

"But I'm more worried about your protection! I don't ever want Kisame to take you back to that place! You are such a great guy and it hurts to see you suffer like that. Even after all he's put you through, you still carry on smiling and caring. You are a strong person. You really are and I credit you for that."

"Gaara... What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I don't want anything to happen to you, Itachi. You are my friend. My best friend. I don't know what I'd do without you. If you weren't here, I would be dead. I need to repay you after all you've done."

Itachi suddenly felt happy. As cold as Gaara seemed, he really was a caring person under all that glare. "Th-Thank you Gaara. You're my best friend too."

The teen smiled slightly. "I've never had somebody call me 'friend' before."

"Really?"

"Mhmm... Thanks."

"Hey, Gaara?"

"Yeah?"

"What was the dream about?"

"Shukaku had taken over my body again. He and Kisame were hurting you... they kept cutting and cutting you with these knives and you were dying. I couldn't wake myself up... I couldn't do anything... but watch you die."

"I'm not going to die, Gaara. Shukaku is never coming back either."

"I know that, but when I was younger, my seal broke and the same thing happened. I saw Shukaku killing everybody and I watched them suffer, be ripped apart and it was like that memory had repeated itself, but only worse because you were the one who was in such pain."

Itachi hugged him. "Nothing like that is ever going to happen. Don't worry okay?"

"Thanks. I'll try not to."

The raven sighed and the pair were quiet, then Gaara spoke.

"I'm gonna get back to Kazekage stuff now." He said.
"Yeah, like sleeping and watching porn in bed?" Retorted Itachi.

Gaara blushed. "It's not porn!"

Itachi picked up the DVD case. "Icha-Icha Paradise?"

"It's... educational!"

"Sex-ed, you mean? I thought you learned that stuff at school."
He stayed silent for a few seconds before speaking. "If you dare tell Temari about this, or anybody, I will skin you alive!"

"Haha, I won't Gaara. Your dirty little secret is safe with me."

"You wanna watch it with me?"

"Porn?"

"Yeah."

"Um... okay..." Itachi walked over to the bed. "Scoot over then."

Gaara sat up so Itachi could get on the bed. "So what's it about?"
"Sex."

"Well, duh! I meant, What. Is. It. About?"

"It's about sex."
"Just sex? No storyline?"

"Just. Sex."

"You're just like your brother. A pervert."

"I'm not a pervert!"

"Yes you are."

They stayed there for the rest of the day, watching about six porn DVD's. Later on, Itachi decided to go to bed since it was almost midnight. Gaara had fallen asleep on him so getting up was a little more difficult. The raven didn't particularly enjoy the porn. In fact, it was rather pointless. What was so great about people fucking each other senseless? Sighing, he picked Gaara's sleeping form up and managed to put him in bed without waking him. Then, he left the room, closing the door behind him. The house was quiet. Quiet and dark. Everybody was probably asleep. Itachi walked silently into his room across the landing and flopped down on the soft bed. He felt drained for some reason. All that lack of sleep had finally caught up with him. As he turned onto his side, he caught a glimpse of a dark, bulky figure in the corner of the room; but in a split second, it was gone.

Did I imagine that? He thought, blinking a few times. Maybe I am going insane.

"Hello, my little beauty." Said a menacing voice out of the shadows.

Itachi felt a paralyzing wave of terror shoot up his spine. He couldn't speak, couldn't breathe, couldn't move; but only watch in horror and despair as Kisame lay next to him, naked with a throbbing, anticipating hard-on. "I've finally found you." He purred, stroking one finger down the raven's porcelain face, before clasping his hand over the trembling lips. "Say one word and I'll rip out your tongue, understand?"

Itachi nodded shakily, tears brimming in his eyes. He urged to use his Mangekyo Sharingan, but could feel his chakra depleting rapidly the more Kisame touched him. The man then pinned his arms to the bed and straddled his hips. Itachi let out a choked sob as Kisame stripped him of his clothes before leaning down and running his tongue down the marble-white skin. "You have no idea how long I have yearned for this..." Kisame forced his tongue through the ravens lips and explored the sweet cavern thoroughly, every nook and cranny was being invaded by the sickening taste of Itachi's most dreaded fear. The Uchiha could only watch as his whole body became Kisame's personal rollercoaster.

But with rollercoasters,

People rode them.

"Ah... How I've missed your taste." The man whispered seductively.

Itachi was shaking from fear and disgust, whimpering and sobbing. Even though he liked to be fucked, this time, he felt sick, not gaining any pleasure from it at all. His eyes widened when something hard poked at his entrance. His entrance that hadn't been penetrated in a long time. "N-No..." He whispered. Kisame was going to fuck him hard and dry. "Please... no..."

"Well, you need to be punished, don't you my sweet? Punished hard after making me wait so long for your presence. You are a terrible slave for putting your master through all that aren't you? And you know..." He leant down to Itachi's ear and licked it. "Bad slaves need discipline." The man mercilessly thrust his huge cock inside the Uchiha's tight ass. Itachi let out a scream which was muffled by a hand. "Shut the fuck up. We don't want to be caught, do we?" He asked, continuing to pound deeper and deeper, thrusting with all he had. Itachi felt blood running down his legs and a stinging sensation. Even when Kisame did fuck him... it was never as intense as this... never. The man usually respected the boy's feelings by using a lubricant. He must've been extremely pissed off to fuck him dry. Painful, long minutes passed before Kisame finally released his seed deep inside the Uchiha with a satisfied moan; but it didn't stop there. All Itachi wanted was that huge thing to be pulled out so the pain would be relieved, but the man just kept fucking and fucking, showing no signs of stopping. He came over and over again, filling him right up with the hot, sticky white cum. To his relief, Itachi then saw the bedroom door open and fortunately enough, Kisame was too high on pleasure to notice anything, but let out a cry of shock as Gaara jumped on his back.

"You fucking brat!" The man pulled up his pants. "You wanna fucking smack or something?"
"Bite me."

"Oh I will."

Gaara punched him across the face, drawing blood. "Fucking leave this place and never come back. If you ever return, I'll make sure that you'll be pissing out your eyeballs for the rest of your life."

"All this for him?" Kisame wiped the away the crimson liquid that had trickled out of his mouth. "Why do you care so much about this worthless slave?"

"Because he is my friend!" Gaara dodged one of Kisame's samehada attacks "And why do you treat him like a sex toy?"

"Ah, touché. Sharks need pleasure too you know."

"Can't you go and rape another shark or something? Why put him through all of that pain? You know damn well that he doesn't want it!"

"Nope, I much prefer this little Uchiha." Kisame grabbed his sword running towards Gaara. The young Kage ducked. It was a narrow miss. "And anyway," The shark-nin continued. "I'm sadistic. I love his pain. It turns me on." He swung the sword again and Gaara swiftly dodged the attack.

Kisame sighed in annoyance. "Stay still little boy. I shall make this as less painful as possible."

"I may be young, but at least I'm not a rapist like you. Bastard." Gaara gritted his teeth as he ran straight toward Kisame hitting him yet again in the face, this time the punch was much harder. Crimson blood travelled right down his neck. "Think you can beat me, Gaara?" Asked Kisame. "You are weak."

"I know I can beat you. Maybe if you thought with your brain rather than your dick, you might get somewhere in life."

"I am who I want to be. I am an Akatsuki member and nothing is more satisfying than breaking the necks of cocky little bastards like you." Kisame kicked Gaara in the leg. If he weren't wearing his sand armour, the limb would've broken like a twig. It still hurt a little though. There was a loud bang at the door.

"Itachi, what's going on in there?" Came Temari's voice.

Kisame growled quietly. "Tell her you're messing about with Uchiha." He whispered to Gaara.

The fifteen year-old shook his head.

"Do it. Or this is going to hurt." He pressed a kunai to the teen's chest.

"U-Um, sorry sis. Itachi and I were messing about... We'll be quieter now." Said Gaara after a long pause.

"You had better be! I've got a date tomorrow and I want to look my best!"

"We're really sorry."

"Good. Any more disruptions and I'll kick you asses so hard that neither of you will be able to sit down for a week. Got it?"

"Hai."

"Right then, I'll leave you be."

Once Temari's footsteps faded away into her room, Kisame used a water barrier to seal the door.

"He-" Yelled Gaara, but Kisame grabbed him and slammed him into the floor, cutting off his sentence. "One more word and I'll rip your guts out. Go sit with Itachi and stay silent."

Gaara nodded and walked over to the bed, trying not to lash out at Kisame. The bastard had got him so worked up. Not really thinking, he made his sand crush him against the wall, but immediately regretted it when a torrent of freezing water hit him like a ton of bricks. His sand was now useless.

"You fucking cocky little bastard!" Kisame roared, picking Gaara up and throwing him onto the bed where he violently coughed up all the water in his lungs.

"Stay there and shut up!"

Gaara finished almost choking to death and decided to obey or he'd probably end up being decapitated. He then turned to see if Itachi was alright.

Obviously not.

The Uchiha had his knees brought up to his chest and his forehead was resting on them. He was sobbing and shaking, half naked. The bed sheets were sticky with cum.

"Itachi... it's alright." Gaara hugged his friend, but Kisame didn't like it.

"Get the fuck off of him!"

"I don't mean anything by it! He's upset! Can't you tell?" Snapped the red-head.

The man growled and struck him across the face. "I said get off of him!"

Gaara fell off the bed from the impact and lay on the floor, dazed and confused. Once he'd regained his senses, he suddenly remembered what happened and glared at Kisame. "That fucking hurt, you bastard!"

"And what are you going to do about it, short-ass?"

Gaara growled quietly and jumped on Kisame's back.

"Ah! What the fuck, man?" The man lost his balance and crashed into the wall, hitting his head on the corner of a nearby shelf, then fell back on Gaara.

The teen tried to push Kisame off of him, but the shark-nin was out cold and too heavy for him to move. Gaara struggled and used all his strength and unfortunately, it proved useless. Kisame started to awaken.

"Itachi, get my sister."

The raven didn't respond or do anything for that matter.

Gaara let out an annoyed sigh. "Temari!" He yelled. "Temari!"

His sister rushed up to the door. "Jesus Christ, Gaara! It's three in the morning! What are you yelling about?"

"You need to help us!"

"Why? You'll wake the fucking dead at this rate! Be quiet!"
"Just get help! I'm not kidding!"

"Why? She banged on the door. "Open up!"

"You little bastard." Growled Kisame, placing a hand over Gaara's mouth. "Not another word."

"Gaara! Itachi!" Temari screamed. "Open this fucking door!"

Itachi looked up and crawled off the bed, trembling and sobbing. He got to the door and collapsed against it.

Gaara bit Kisame's hand, making him let go. "Break the door down!" He managed to yell, but unfortunately, got a hard smack across the face from Kisame.

"I'll kill you if you dare hurt me again!"

Gaara tasted blood in his mouth. "S-Sorry..." He muttered.

The door was suddenly ripped off it's hinges. Temari stood there with her fan. She flicked on the light and stared in horror. "How could-"

Itachi broke down, clinging to her nightgown.

"Hey, shh. It's alright... you're safe."

"Take him out of here." Said Gaara.

Kisame hit him again. "Shut up!"

Temari stared at her brother and rushed to help him.

"No! I said get him out of here!"

She nodded shakily and carried the petrified Uchiha into Gaara's room and sat him on the bed. "Stay there, I need to find Gaara."

"N-No! Don't leave me! Oh God!" He screamed.

She prised him off of her. "You'll be fine! Kisame isn't in here! He won't hurt you."

"O-Okay..."

She gave him a hug and rushed off to fetch her brother. When she got to Itachi's room, she saw Kisame sitting on a struggling Gaara and kissing his neck.

"I've always wanted you... You're so innocent and small... just like Itachi. Just so pure... makes me want to fuck you..." Said the shark-nin

"No... Go away! Get off of me!" Yelled Gaara, pushing him away.

This man was trying to rape her brother again? Seizing her fan, Temari smashed it over Kisame's head, knocking him out cold.

"Are you alright?" She helped her brother up. He was almost in tears.

"Where's Itachi?" He asked shakily.

"He's in your room. Don't worry."

"K-Kisame raped Itachi and k-kissed me..."

Temari hugged him tight. "I know he did, I know."

"Call the authorities. Have them come and fetch Kisame immediately."

"I will. Go wait with Itachi where it's safe."

"No. I'll be fine."

"Gaa-"

"Please, just do as I say."

Temari nodded and rushed out of the room. As she left, Kankuro and Konan walked in wearing their night attire. "Hey, what's going on?" Yawned Kankuro sleepily, rubbing his hazel eyes.

Gaara looked up. "Kank, Go to my room and look after Itachi for me. Don't leave him on his own. Konan, stay here with me in case Kisame wakes up."

"Kisame?" She shrieked, then her eyes drifted to the corner of the room. "What happened? Is anybody hurt?"

"I don't know about Itachi... I'm alright though." He then glared at his brother who still stood uselessly at the doorway, a petrified, yet angry look on his face.

"Gaara, what has he done-"

But the red-head interrupted him. "Kankuro! Now!" He yelled urgently.

"Alright, alright! Sorry!" The brunette left the room and went to help the raven.

Konan knelt down next to Gaara. "What happened?"

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