I woke up with intense pain in the back of my neck. I slowly cracked my eyes open and sat up. I looked around to see where I was. I was definitely not in Itachi's rented Hawaii house. This was a small house.

'Where am I?' I thought to myself, looking around the dark room. 'Who took me here? It was definitely not Itachi...' I thought, confused, knowing that Itachi wouldn't just suddenly take me away from his home.

"You don't remember me." An unfamiliar voice said. I looked around, trying to locate where the voice came from. I then caught a glimpse of a silhouette in the far corner of the room.

"You...who are you?" I quietly said. The man stepped out of the shadows and stood in the moonlight. He looked related to Itachi. He had long dark hair, a more masculine, but still quite young face. Possibly in his early 20's.

"Madara." He said. I looked at him, confused and somewhat scared. "Oh that's right..." He said quietly. "You don't remember a thing, because I made you not remember..." Madara mumbled, too quiet for me to hear. He stepped forward. I flinched.

'...one day, someone else who took an interest in you kidnapped you and took you away from me.' I suddenly remember what Itachi had said... he couldn't have been right!

"You...before...you took me away, and now...again?" I said, completely confused. Madara smiled at me as he took another step. "Answer me!" I said again as I tried to move off of the bed, but my left arm wouldn't let me. I looked at it, it was chained to the headboard.

"Yes, so I guess Itachi had told you. Heh...I guess what I had placed in your memories didn't work as well as I thought it would..." His volume in his voice had drifted as he finished his sentence. He then took several steps towards me. I panicked as tried to wrench my arm free from the chains, but nothing worked. He advanced towards me so quickly that I didn't even notice it. Before I knew it, he was right in front of me. He grabbed my chin tightly and slammed the back of my head on the headboard. I looked down as I shook uncontrollably. "Look at me." He gently said. I didn't dare look at him. "Look at me!" He said a little louder. I flinched at his raised voice. He jerked my head up so I would look at him. "Do you love him?" He asked gently, careful not to scare me.

"...Love...who?" I said almost stupidly. I caught a glimpse of his temper, he almost bursted, but he stopped himself.

"Itachi." Madara said as he clenched his teeth.

"...No." I said. Madara's eyes bore into mines.

"Tell. Me. The truth." Madara said seriously as he gripped my chin even harder and brought my face closer to his..

"NO! I don't love him!" I yelled, trying my best to convince him. He tipped his head to one side like he was interested in what I was about to say next. He used his other hand to gently run his fingernails over my cheek.

"I know you're lying. You don't know what I can do to you. Tell me, now." He said in a deadly tone.

"...I...kind of like him..." I said truthfully. Madara relaxed, not disappointed that I didn't lie this time. Once I thought his anger had subsided, he quickly but very harshly slapped me across my face. He then pressed his forehead tightly against mines and held the back of my head so I couldn't move away from him.

"Since I can't make you like me. I'm going to beat your love for him out of you." Madara evilly said as he gently pecked me on the lips. He quickly unlocked the chain around my left arm and swiftly threw me on his shoulder.

"What? LET ME GO!" I continuously screamed as I kept on clawing and beating his back. But he didn't seem affected by it. He brought me down two sets of stairs, he was leading me to the basement. He brought me to the center of the basement. He locked my hands to the chain that had been hanging from the ceiling and locked my legs with chains that were stuck to the concrete floor. I was slightly hanging off the ground. He stared at me for a while, contemplating something.

"I don't want to be the one hurting you. I can't do that much damage to your beautiful body. So wait, someone will come down and do the job for me." He said as his fingers brushed my cheek, he then walked up the stairs quietly. I began to shake wildly, the chains that were strapped on me began to jingle as I shook. Tears suddenly leaked from my eyes and streamed down my face. The thought of trying to escape didn't even cross my mind, it was because I knew I was too weak to even escape from someone who intimidated me too much.

'This is a dream. Itachi couldn't have been telling the truth. This is not real!' I tried to repeat it over and over again in my head, but something in me told me that I was lying to myself.

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"Sasuke! Kitana has been taken! By him!" Itachi yelled as he ran to his brother.

"You can't be serious." Sasuke said. Kimberly stared at Itachi with disbelief written all over her face.

"I'm serious. He had taken her! I saw it with my own eyes! We have to find her!" Itachi yelled. He began to stress out. He knows that Madara had a lot of power and he was able to do whatever he wanted. The thing he was most scared about was what happened the last time Kitana had been taken away by him, the same thing could happen to her again.

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After waiting for a couple of minutes, I heard the door leading to the basement open. I jolted and I tried to break free, but the hope had disappeared once the person who is going to beat me came into my vision. I froze, I thought that if I didn't move, he wouldn't see me, but that didn't work.

"So you must be the pretty girl..." The man said. He had orange hair and many piercings on his face. As he walked to me, he picked up a few items off of a table. They were the items used to torture me. "Before I get started, I just gotta ask. Do you love Itachi?" He said, anticipating on what my answer may be. I couldn't answer, I just stared at the knife he was holding in his hand. He threw it up and down, almost threatening me. "Well?" He said. I gulped.

"No." I quietly said. He immediately stopped throwing his knife and quickly slashed it across my stomach, creating a large but shallow cut. I gave out a pained cry as the cut began to sting.

"Now now, I know the truth, so tell it to me." He said, almost amused.

"...Yes...I...do like him..." I slowly said, scared about what he will do next.

"Heh...my job here is to make you not love him anymore, and love Madara, you understand? So let's really begin, once you hate Itachi and love Madara, everything will be all over..." He said evilly as his eyes widened, excited about what to do with me. He picked up a whip that was lying on the ground and whipped the ground, testing it. He then looked back and me and maniacally whipped me as hard as he could.

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(A/N: I was too lazy to describe the scene...since I don't know how to ^^ Sorry!!)

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After he had whipped me several of times, he began to beat me with his fists and legs, jamming his fists into my stomach and his fingers through my opened wounds. But I was stronger than that. I'm not going to deny something that is true.

He then picked up the knife again and slowly walked behind me. He brought his hands to my body and slowly began to feel my exposed abdomen and legs.

"I guess you're stronger than that. Well then, let's see if you can still keep up with your little act." He said as he brought his knife to my neck, he lightly travelled the knife down my skin until it met my stomach. He then applied pressure and it pierced my skin. He then roughly dragged the knife around my skin. I grunted, I clenched my teeth trying not to scream out in pain. He quickly dragged the knife from my stomach to my back and began to mark it. I tensed and began to thrash wildly. Unlocked memories began to fill my head, increasing the overall pain my body was feeling.

'Kidnapped by Itachi. Taken to his home.' He brought the knife back to my stomach and teased my stomach by running it over my skin.

'Unhappy marriage.' He pushed the knife into my skin, creating a bigger wound than what he had given me already.

'Abandoned by Itachi.' Suddenly, he jammed the blade deep into my stomach. I gave out a loud shriek as tears dripped from my eyes. I felt blood rising up from my throat and exiting out of my mouth.

"Do you love Itachi?" He asked once more. I struggled with my words.

"N...n....y-yes!" I yelled. I got to his final nerves as he pulled the knife out of me. I gave one last scream.

"You are so stubborn. Staying faithful, aren't you? Hmph, I guess that may be why he likes you..." He said before he left me alone in the dark. I began to think deeply while the large pool of blood began to grow.

Itachi said it was all Madara's fault.

My mind said it was all Itachi's fault.

Who is telling the truth?

Doesn't make sense?? Well...it will :P

...soon...

...unless I do a crappy job on explaining it in the upcoming chapters xD

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