A/N :Yaaay! Almost time to introduce the new pairing! I know I said that this chapter would feature the pairing, but I couldn't seem to fit it in without the whole chapter dragging on forever. Also, this story is sadly coming to an end. There will only be roughly three or four more chapters left until it's done, so make the most of them and enjoy Chapter 18 of Slave For You.

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WARNING: This chapter contains great details of rape and violence/gore. Read at your own risk and don't come crying to me when your mind is all fucked up from the BDSM.

Chapter 18

Another Chance

Gaara woke up. Well, at least he thought he woke up. He was able to feel a cold, hard floor underneath the front of his body and smell and uncomfortably familiar scent. Blood and damp mixed together along with rusted metal and... well... sex. There was a stabbing pain in the side of his head and his face felt sticky where partially-dried blood resided. Then, it all came back to him; Itachi's betrayal, the fight... Now, Gaara knew where he was:

Akatsuki's Lair.

He gasped at the sound of weak coughing next to him. There was a shifting noise and a disorientated groan.

"Who's there?" Gaara hissed.

"U-Uhhnn... what? Who the hell are you?" Came the voice of a possible teenage male; Around the same age as the red-head himself. Suddenly, he recognised the voice.

"Naruto? Is... is that you?"

The voice of the hyperactive blonde resonated again. "Well who do you think? Weren't you the one who kidnapped me?"

Gaara shook his head, unsure of whether his friend could see him. "It's me."

"Gaara?"

"Yeah."

"What the hell are you doing here? I thought you were the Kazekage!"

"I am, baka. My friend betrayed me."

"Which friend?"

"Itachi. Uchiha Itachi." The smaller male replied glumly. He still couldn't believe what the raven had done.

"Sasuke's brother? Ugh this is too much... how do we get out of here?"

"If I knew, do you really think I'd be sitting here?"

"Knowing you Gaara, yes."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" He hissed.

"You're lazy." Naruto answered, or rather stated a very true fact.

"Pfft. Like you can talk. All you do is eat ramen all day."

"What's so bad about that? It's good for you."

"I don't even like ramen. It tastes like shit."

Naruto chuckled. "And how do you know what shit tastes like?"

"Oh shut the fuck up and help me to figure out how the hell we escape from here."

"Yes, mother."

Gaara rolled his eyes and tried to sit up, but was greeted by the screeching sound of rusty iron chains and the inability to move. He was tightly bound.

"Let me help you... I can see in the dark because of Kyuubi." Naruto offered.

The redhead sighed. "Alright. Thank you."

Naruto shifted closer and started to fiddle with the steel bands and chains from around Gaara's wrists to unlock them. With a loud crack, they opened up and the young Kazekage pulled his hands out; starting to massage his sore wrists. They were bleeding from the tightness of the chains, as were his ankles. He immediately started to try and free them now his hands were fr

"Gaara, you're hurt." Naruto said.

"Hm? Where?" Replied the redhead, not really paying attention.

"Your head... there's blood everywhere..."

"Hn. I'll be fine. Are you injured?"

"I've broken my leg, dattebayo."

He looked up, his eyes starting to become adjusted to the dark. He could make out Naruto's form - his spiky blond hair and his bulky orange and black jacket. His bright clothes were hard to miss. "We need to get you to the hospital if you've broken your leg, Naruto." Gaara stated worriedly. "How bad is the break? A compound fracture or what?"

"I-I don't know... Goddammit! Why does it have to be so dark in here?"

"Calm down, I'll try and find the door."

"And what if there isn't a door, huh? What the hell are you going to do then?"

"Shush!" Gaara hissed, then continued to speak, calming his tone a little. "I know this place, I've been here before, now trust me. I'll get us out of here... well, you at least."

"Fine!"

"Good." The redhead got up and pressed himself against the wall to attempt to 'feel' his way around. The walls were cold, hard steel and were very smooth. Finding an escape would be pretty easy. He walked slowly and his hand came into contact with a rope. It could lead to something bad if I pull this... I know these places too well. A badly hidden switch can only spell trouble... He thought to himself, nervously chewing on his lower lip. "Naruto, can you see this rope?"

"Uhh... yeah... faintly."

"Can you see what it leads to?"

"Umm..." Naruto started, then gasped suddenly after a few moments. "N-No! Don't pull that! The ceiling is full of spikes and it will drop on you!"

Gaara withdrew his hand almost immediately as if the rope were on fire. It was pure luck that Naruto had mentioned that. If not, he would have been stabbed to death. "R-Right... Thank you."

"No problem... wait... I see something..."

"Huh?"

"Someone's coming!"

The Kazekage gasped and pressed himself once again, against the icy stone wall. There was a clinking sound, then a crack before an eerie yellow light flooded the room.

"Welcome back, Gaara-chan." Chuckled a deep and menacing voice. It belonged to the tall, lean silhouette that blacked out the light.

Itachi kicked the wall again, his pent up anger still simmering beneath his skin. Hot tears built up in his eyes and this time, he punched the wall before collapsing beneath it, shaken sobs resonating from inside the lonely cell. "Crying is for the weak." He whispered to himself. "Only for the weak." On saying that, the raven-haired male sat up, wiping away the tears angrily before standing and storming over to the bars of the cell. "Look at me you fuck face!" He practically screamed at the Anbu officer who sat lazily at his desk. "Do I fucking look capable of defeating the Kazekage in my present state?"

The officer glared. "Anyone is capable of anything. Now shut the fuck up for once in your life!"
"Oh, you're a rude bastard aren't you? I swear I'll rip out your god damn bastard eyes when I get my hands on you!"

"That will only land you in more trouble." He leant closer. "And I'll make sure you fucking rot in this cell."

Itachi spat in his face and stomped over to the other side of the cell. He was so confused as to why everybody thought it was him who had taken Gaara. He just hoped his friend was alright, at least alive. It was the Akatsuki's fault. He knew they definitely had something to do with it, but what could they possibly want from Gaara? They had already taken Shukaku from him and apart from finishing him off, Itachi didn't know why they had kidnapped him. He had to get out of there fast if he stood any chance of saving his friend. Something suddenly clicked in his brain. "Fine, you win." He said monotonously, then a devious grin appeared on his face. "What if I told you I knew where the Kazekage was?"

The guard looked up. "Are you suggesting that you know something of the Kazekage's whereabouts?"

"Maybe. You might just have to let me out of here before I open my mouth about him."

"You know I can't do that, Uchiha! It's not in my power!"

Itachi smirked and leaned against the back wall. "Well that's too bad... What more can I do?" He asked with a shrug.

"If you don't spill some information, I'll have to interrogate you!"
"Interrogate me then. Kill me. Then you'll lose all the information you have, am I right? Please, do endeavour to tell me if anybody else knows where our darling Kazekage-sama is?"

The man twitched visibly. "Fine." He muttered. "I'll see what I can do..."

"Good man." He watched as the guard left in a hurry. Hopefully, his plan would work and he'd be able to get Gaara back sooner rather than later.

Gaara let out a threatening low growl. "Kisame... what the fuck are you playing at?"

"What do you mean, Gaara? I'm playing at nothing."

"You know perfectly well what I mean! My Sunagakure prison officers locked you up! How the hell are you still here?"

Kisame smirked. "I worked on my water clones and slipped past them. Of course, I had to frame your little Itachi-chan."

"Itachi... what did you do to him?" The red head demanded.

"I framed him. You see, it wasn't him who kidnapped you. It was me. I made a water clone of Itachi. It's hard to believe that the Kazekage could see past such a simple jutsu. You are an embarrassment to your village."

"Shut the fuck up!" Gaara stood and punched him.

The aqua-haired man chuckled, catching the fist in his hand. "Looks like we'll have to tighten your chains, hmm?" He asked, squeezing the fist.

Gaara yelped in pain.

"What's the matter Kazekage-sama?" He squeezed harder.

"Stop that!"

"Why should I?"

The younger male tugged his arm away repeatedly, but Kisame wouldn't let go.

"Fine, you're too boring to torture." The man said with a smirk. He tightened his grip painfully before let Gaara's hand go. The redhead snatched his arm away. "Don't you dare fucking touch me ever again!"

"My my, what a feisty one." The man purred.

"I'm warning you... get away from me!"

"You really do remind me of my sweet Itachi-chan... in fact, I might have to use you as a substitute until he comes back here. Would you like that?"

"Would I fuck!" Gaara hissed, knowing exactly what Kisame wanted. He backed up against the wall, his heart hammering against his ribcage.

"Yeah? Well too bad! Doesn't look like you have a choice, does it?" With that, Kisame grabbed Gaara harshly by his bleeding wrist and dragged him close to his body.

Naruto let out a low growl. "Let him go! You let him go right now!"

Kisame punched the blonde across the face. "Shut up, you're next." He threatened, pulling Gaara across the floor. "Come on now, struggling like that won't save you."

The redhead let out a sob. This was it, he was going to get fucked whether he wanted it or not. He'd always thought that Lee would be the one to take his virginity, not Kisame. Definitely not him. That was a nightmare in itself. "Please... n-no! I'll do anything! Just d-don't do this!"

"Begging me now are you? What a disgrace you are." Kisame opened the door, tightening his grip on the redhead.

Naruto tried to stand up to save his friend, but a sharp pain shot through his broken limb and forced a cry from his throat and sent him falling to the floor. His lip was bleeding from the punch but he didn't care. "Gaara!"

The Kazekage sobbed louder. "Help me! Please!" He begged desperately, wanting to find some comfort in his friend.

"I'm coming, Gaara!" The blonde lay on his side and dragged himself along the floor desperately. His hand grabbed the hem of Gaara's cloak, but it soon slipped past his fingers as Kisame pulled the redhead further away. "Damn it!"

It was too late, Kisame had shoved Gaara through the door and led him down the dimly lit, long and narrow corridor. It was slightly claustrophobic. The sudden light hurt his eyes, even if it wasn't much. They reached a large bedroom moments later. Gaara didn't even take in the sights, he was too frightened and worried about his predicament to take his mind off of what was going to happen to him. He couldn't think of anything to do but attack with every ounce of strength he had in his body. That wasn't an option though – his sand was gone along with his chakra, leaving his only chance of fighting lying within physical contact. It was useless against Kisame. Anybody with at least half a brain-cell knew that.

The taller man shoved him onto the bed soft velvet bed and caressed his face.

"Don't touch me!" Gaara bit his hand.

"Gah! You little bastard!" The man hissed, slapping him across the face. "I was going to make your first time pleasurable, but I've changed my mind now!" He tied Gaara's hands to the bed frame and ripped his pants off, exposing his private area to Kisame. "Now, I'll fuck you so long and hard that you won't be able to sit down for a whole fucking month!"

The redhead gulped and closed his eyes, trembling. "I-I'm s-sorry!"

"It's too late for that now!" Kisame whispered menacingly, forcing his huge cock inside Gaara's tight entrance.

Gaara screamed in agony, arching his back as he tried to squirm away from him.

"No, you'll stay there and enjoy it!" He pulled halfway out before driving his cock back in again, harder this time.

"A-ahhn!" The younger male started to cry again, this time from the pain. He squirmed frantically, trying to kick his attacker away; anything to stop it from hurting.

Kisame grabbed Gaara's hips and held him firmly in place as he pounded into him again. Gaara sure thought that the cock would eventually come out of his mouth with how deep it was going. The pain was completely unbearable, but he was forced to endure it. He didn't have a choice. Kisame was much stronger than him and he had an iron grip on his hips which meant even the slightest twist or squirm would result in a broken pelvis.

"I-I'm sorry!" Gaara screamed, tears pouring down his face. It hurt so bad.

"Shut up!" He growled impatiently.

"Pl...Please... a-ahh! It h-hurts!" Every inch of his body burned and ached agonizingly. With each thrust, he could feel himself tearing more and more. Blood was leaking everywhere.

"I said shut up!" A hand struck the side of his face. "You're fucking lucky I didn't use my spiked dildo on you. Now that would have you screaming."

Gaara whimpered and chewed his lip to prevent any sounds coming out of his mouth. The last thing he wanted was a spiked dildo shoved up his ass. He couldn't even begin to imagine the pain it would cause. It also made him wonder how many torture/sex weapons the Akatsuki had - and most of all, how many he had that he wasn't afraid to use to get his own way.

Kisame suddenly let out a loud moan and tightened his grip on Gaara's hips. His thrusts became harder and faster before he finally released his hot seed deep inside the teenager, but it wasn't over yet. He pulled out of him and Gaara sobbed silently to himself. A mixture of blood and cum was dripping out of his hole and onto the sheets. He just hoped Kisame wouldn't punish him for that either. Gaara let out a shaky breath which he realized he'd been holding. His lips were sore and bleeding from when he bit on them to prevent another slap from Kisame. He watched as the older male took out a small bottle of pills, then swallowed a few. Moments later, the huge, blood-covered dick that was once tearing Gaara apart was hard again and throbbing visibly. Kisame made his way back to the trembling teenager and untied his hands from the bed, but used the rope to tie them together behind his back. Gaara was too weak and humiliated to do anything in protest. He had no more fight left in him.

"Get on your knees."

The redhead weakly sat up on his knees and looked up at his assaulter.

Kisame smirked and his manhood was rammed in between Gaara's lips. It was so huge that the poor redhead almost couldn't fit his mouth around it.

"Suck. Now. You already know what will happen if you do anything out of line."

Gaara nodded in fear and obediently started to suck on the huge organ in his mouth. Kisame moaned and grabbed Gaara's hair, then pulled him so his mouth was completely engulfing his cock. The Kazekage gagged as the dick went a little down his throat. He coughed and tried to move away but the older man held his head firmly in place. Gaara choked a little more and decided to just endure it. The sooner he made Kisame cum, the sooner he would get back to his and Naruto's cell. Hopefully anyway, unless the man wanted to toy with him a little more. He really hoped not. Gaara licked around the base of the dick and sucked hard, earning a few moans. Gaara moved back as far as he could and started lapping against the tip, knowing that this was a sensitive spot for most males and it would make him ejaculate quicker. He could already taste the precum leaking out. Was this the type of torture that Itachi had to endure? It was terrible. He recalled that time a few years ago when he was around thirteen... Kisame had almost raped him then, but his siblings arrived just in time to save him. Itachi wasn't so fortunate and spent the majority of his life with Kisame's cock up his ass. It was no life. Gaara didn't realize it would be that bad. He felt tears running down his face once again as Kisame continued to thrust into his mouth. It seemed like it was taking forever for him to cum and he felt that he couldn't continue a moment more of this without throwing up. Every inch of Kisame made him sick and to think the bastard had just stolen his innocence was too much to even bear to think about. Suddenly, Kisame let out an erotic moan and a warm explosion of salty liquid filled Gaara's mouth.

"Swallow or I'll break your neck." The older male hissed.

Gaara swallowed the cum reluctantly, heaving in disgust. He was thankful when Kisame pulled out of his mouth. The redhead doubled over, coughing and feeling as if he was going to vomit. After that, he pulled his torn pants back on and tried to stand up, but his legs collapsed beneath him.

Naruto shivered as he heard Gaara's screams of agony. They'd stopped about twenty minutes ago and he really feared something had happened to his best friend. He wanted to go after him, but his broken leg prevented him from doing so. It was indeed a compound fracture – the bone was sticking out through his skin and he knew if he didn't get it healed, he would get a serious infection and possibly die. Hopefully, Gaara could push the bone back in for him once he got back.

If he got back.

A few minutes later, the rusty door opened once more and light flooded the room. Naruto could see the menacing silhouette of Kisame who threw somebody inside the cell. "Stay in there and shut up."

The door closed once again and an eerie silence fell upon the room – that was until the faint sound of sobbing came from the figure curled up on the floor. "Gaara?" The blonde called anxiously, crawling over. He reached out and came into contact with the rough fabric of Gaara's ripped pants. "Oh Kami, d-don't tell me he-" Naruto started.

"Yes, he fucking raped me!" Gaara hissed angrily, his sobs becoming louder.

Of course, Naruto already had an inclination of what happened, but the reality of it really pissed him off. "That sick bastard! Who would do that to a fifteen year-old-"

"Sixteen." Gaara corrected. "It's my birthday today."

"Oh, that sucks."

"Rape on my birthday. Best present I've ever had."

Naruto gulped. He really didn't know what to say. The blonde reached out and put his arm around the trembling shoulders. Gaara jerked away from him. "Don't fucking touch me!"

He nodded and moved away from his friend.

"I'm sure we'll get out of here soon..."

Gaara turned to him. "You know what? I just don't care anymore. If I died, the Akatsuki would finally leave me be. I wouldn't be putting anybodies lives in danger whilst they searched for me. I'll get you out of here, but I'm staying. I want them to kill me."

Naruto grabbed his shoulders. "You just became the Kazekage! You can't give up!"

"Too bad." Gaara growled. "I gave up a long time ago."

"You can't say that! What about your family? They love you to pieces! Lee loves you!"

"Yes and I'm putting them in danger by being here! Don't you fucking understand that?"

"I probably don't, but I know for a fact that if anything happened to you, they would never forgive themselves." Naruto let out a frustrated sigh. "You are my friend and it would hurt me if you died."

"This is a double-edged sword. If you're my friend, you get hurt and if I die, you'll still get hurt."

"Look, we're both going to get out of here alive, so shut the fuck up and deal with it!"

Gaara groaned in annoyance and buried his face between his knees before letting his body fall to one side. The coldness of the stone floor seemed to ease his aching muscles. He pressed the side of his head against the iciness and shivered as it soothed the sting of the wound on his temple. Naruto shifted behind him and a few moments later, a pair of warm arms wrapped around his body. The faint scent of ramen and various spices lingered on the blonde's clothes. Gaara smiled lightly and closed his eyes.

Itachi stared blankly up at the ceiling of his cell from the bed where he lay. After finally calming down, he came to realize that being in prison wasn't all too bad. It wasn't anywhere near as horrible as living with the Akatsuki. Sure, the rooms were cold and the blankets were scratchy, but anything was better than a cold stone floor, an ankle chain and a ridiculously small amount of food and water sent every three days to satisfy his needs. At least here, Itachi could be guaranteed free access to a shower whenever he pleased, even if it was shared. He would also be guaranteed to receive at least three meals a day that all came with three generous glasses of water to last him throughout the day. He would be guaranteed a mattress with blankets and pillows as his bedding, not to mention the cleanliness of the rooms. All of this was a luxury compared to what he'd put up with throughout many years of his life. Of course, Gaara's house was much better than this, but prison wasn't as bad as people made it out to be at all. The cell door suddenly swung open and two officers rushed in. One of them stood in front of Itachi and the other, behind. He was prodded in the back. "Go on."

Itachi smirked and started to walk. He breathed a sigh of relief as he stepped out of the cell. Looked like he'd be able to rescue Gaara after all. The officers let him go. "Uchiha Itachi, you have only one week to bring our Kazekage back." An officer explained monotonously. His voice was deep and emotionless. "If you fail to do so within the given amount of time, we will have you executed for his kidnap and murder."

"Hai..."

"This woman has kindly offered to accompany you on your way." He stepped aside.

Standing in the corner of the room was Konan. Once the guards left the room, she strode over to Itachi and slapped him across the face before pulling him into a hug. "You idiot..." She whispered into his ear. "What have you gotten yourself into?"

The raven didn't hug her back, even though he was more than happy to see her. "We need to find the Kazekage."

"Yes. Is he there again?" She asked.

Itachi nodded. "Where else would he be?"

"Good point. Let's go." Konan started to run out of the prison with Itachi not far behind. The raven was worried in case the Akatsuki had taken Gaara to a different hideout. There were many scattered across different lands and he promised to himself that he wouldn't give up on his friend.

Long chapter is long -_-''

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