I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER OR NARUTO
WARNING: Very Dark Themes/ Mention of Rape + Torture
Slash/Yaoi
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"Stop."
Harry didn't stop. He didn't stop running for even a moment, propelling himself forwards with will alone. His legs burned and his lungs screamed for more air but he couldn't stop.
"I said stop."
Harry let out a scream of fright as his pursuer appeared right in front of him, a burst of speed making the man naught but a blur. Harry jerked back and tried to turn and run but the man's hand clamped around his wrists hard enough to bruise. Harry gave a bird like cry of fright and pain as he was yanked back, stumbling to his knees. His other hand rose to try and pry the strong as steel fingers from his wrist.
"Please." Harry said softly trying to blink away tears. "Please just let me go."
"No." The man shinobi smirked, eyes burning red.
Harry didn't bother glancing up at the wild black hair, the pale skin, and the bright red eyes.
"Please." Harry begged.
He had been broken, Harry knew. His defiant will, that had gotten him through a wizarding war and all of his life, had been broken by this monster. This man had broken him. Harry sobbed vainly tugging at his wrist. The shinobi hauled him to his feet with a quick move making Harry whimper at the pain having his arm jerked produced. The noise was stifled as the man kissed him, open-mouthed and rough, forcing Harry to submit. Harry whimpered in his throat and didn't bother trying to blink away the tears that spilled down his face. When the shinobi pulled back Harry had tears making tracks down his pale cheeks and his lips were swollen.
"Please let me go Madara." Harry pleaded brokenly, sobbing. "Please let me go free."
"Never Hari. I'm never letting you go." Madara grinned, lips spread wide and flashing white teeth. "You know I won't. So stop running."
.-.
Harry tried as hard as he could to stay silent as he crept for the doorway.
A year ago he had traveled form his world to this one, trying to find peace, find a new life. He landed in a world that was built on war, full of ninja. He'd still held a foolish hope he would be able to settle down as a normal civilian, make a normal life for himself. He'd landed in the wrong country for that. Landing in Ame hadn't seemed so bad at first. He'd gotten a job as a cook in a small restaurant in the heart of the country and avoided all attention.
And then one day, a man with a swirled orange mask had come skipping into the restaurant, his cloak decorated with red clouds. Many of the people of the village loved the Akatsuki. A great deal feared them. And some hated them. The waitress on duty feared them. She had refused to serve the childish sounding man. Harry had done it, foolishly hoping to save her the duty. It had been the worst mistake he had ever made, and maybe the last.
The man had at first just been polite, happy even as he chatted and Harry served him. But then the man had stayed. And stayed. And stayed. When the store was closing the manager somehow talked Harry into asking the man to leave. Harry had tried. But that was exactly what the man had been waiting for. He'd sent the rest of the employees running with a few words leaving him and Harry alone in a dark store. Harry had tried to fight the man as he pinned him to a table but against a shinobi of his calibre Harry was wholly unprepared. Then the orange mask had come off and the childish persona vanished and Harry was left facing a man he later learned was Uchiha Madara, a monster in human skin.
The man had whispered words of fascination in Harry's ear as he caressed his skin. Telling Harry that the air around him drew him in, intoxicated him. Harry tried to fight with his magic but in a world drenched in chakra his magic was much wilder, much harder to control. He just interested the man further. The man had laughed and kissed him and Harry had felt so helpless.
He'd lost his virginity, his innocence, that night though he hated thinking of it like that. It had not been consensual but a man like Madara got what he wanted and Harry hadn't been able to stop him then, or since. The man had stolen him away after that, relocated him into the main tower of Ame's capital, hidden away in the heart of the Akatsuki. Harry had known no one would come for him because he was all alone in this new world. He'd tried to escape but it never worked.
This was escape attempt number 47.
Harry swallowed thickly as he turned the doorknob and opened the door soundlessly. Slipping form the room he stepped into the next part of his perilous journey. Sticking to the wall he made his way down the hall way. Then turned left. Straight. Right. Down a stair. Left again. He'd memorized the only way out after all the other paths had led to failure.
And his escape attempt ended as he turned left right into the large man called Zetsu. Black and white stared down at him blinking, just as surprised as he was. Madara had once told him because he had absolutely no chakra (which should have been impossible) he was like a blank spot in shinobi senses.
Harry attempted to bolt but was caught by the half plant man and tucked under one arm. Harry went limp, tears of frustration appearing again. He'd tried to fight Zetsu before. It was more then useless. The only thing that had stopped him from even being eaten alive the first time was Madara. Harry would never admit it but he had been ever so glad for Madara at that time. He hadn't wanted to be eaten alive (starting with his feet). Now though, now he almost wanted that option again.
"Your pet tried to escape again, Tobi." Zetsu's white side said amused as they reached Harry's cage again.
"You need a leash." The other side chuckled.
"Not a bad idea." Madara, or Tobi at the moment, clapped. "Come now Hari-pet!"
Harry followed obediently, glancing back at Zetsu blocking the only door. Harry wasn't so sure Zetsu only wanted to eat him anymore as he saw the leer on the plant man's face. As the door shut behind them Harry braced himself. Just in time to as a hand connected with his face. He was backhanded hard enough to send him clattering to the floor. He didn't even whimper at such an attack anymore. A gloved hand tangled in his hair and he was lifted by his air. This he gave a whimper of pain too.
"Now Hari-pet." Madara sighed. "If you didn't try to run away I wouldn't have too punish you."
Harry gave a cry as he was thrown back, hitting the bottom of the bed frame, his head cracking against the wood hard enough he saw stars. He was grabbed again and tossed onto the bed as if he was a rag doll. Another slap connected with his cheek.
"You know I hate hurting you pet." Madara murmured.
Harry just gave a soft whimpering sob. Madara ripped his shirt away and tugged at his pants, gazing down at Harry hungrily. Harry wanted to cry again.
.-.
'You might not want to try escaping today pet. My little toys are coming by.'
Harry ran the words over in his mind. No, Madara was wrong. This was the best time to try and escape. Madara would be distracted. And if not…well he would probably taken as a spy and killed before he got dragged back again. At this point in time he was too tired, too broken, to care about death. If these Shinobi could even kill him. The power of the Hallows was still wrapped tightly around his core and pulsed with each heart beat. All that power, and it only cursed him to such pain.
Harry breathed a sigh as he made it to the fifth floor. Five more to go and then the four blocks to get out of the shinobi quarters. The farthest he had ever gotten was one step out of the shinobi quarters of the city. Then Madara had caught him. He had…well, Harry hadn't been able to move let alone try and escape for a week after that attempt. But nowadays pain didn't frighten him. It was all he really knew at the moment.
Harry almost screamed as something tugged on his kimono before he realized it had gotten caught on a doorknob. He hated the kimono but it was the only clothing he had. It was a dark purple in color with a large red Sharingan on his back. It marked him as Madara's. He'd rather go naked except that would gain attention he didn't want. He quickly untangled his kimono from the doorknob and was about to hurry on when he heard soft voice around the hall corner. Panicking he searched wildly for an escape rout. There was only the door he had been caught on. He quickly pulled the door open and ducked in, shutting it behind him and holding his breath as he heard the men walk past.
Sighting silently in relief. The sigh of relief turned into a strangle noise of fear and panic as he found himself in a well lit room with a variety of people inside, most staring at him in surprise. A tall man near the left had silver hair and a huge triple bladed scythe, sitting on a couch in front of a TV. A red headed teen sat on a huge hulking figure a little ways off reading. A blonde stood next to the red head sculpting some soft of clay. On the second couch sat a tall shark like man and a raven haired man.
The last man had Harry flinching violently. It was easy to see the Uchiha blood. And then the man activated his Sharingan while looking Harry up and down. Harry came a soft keening cry in the back of his throat at the sight of the Sharingan and scrambled frantically for the door knob the flee. A kunai embedded in the frame, wedging the door shut.
"Who are you?" The shark asked bluntly, hefting a sword from the ground.
Harry's thoughts ran through his mind a mile a minute. He sent his magic out in a pulse, the only thing he could fully do now. His magic took in everything. Took in the silver haired man's immortality, the red head's fake body and poison, the blondes' bombs, the shark's weird sword, and the Uchiha's Sharingan. Another thing picked up by his magic pulse was the approaching Zetsu. Harry grew worried. Zetsu would take him right back.
Harry leapt away from the door and took in his options. After a moment he leapt at the silver haired man. Said man easily side stepped him but Harry grabbed the kunai pouch at his leg with frantic hands, ripping it away form the confused looking man who was also gaining a frown. Harry ripped through the pouch under the mostly curious eyes of the others. They obviously didn't see him a threat, and for a good reason as he wasn't one.
The door rattled as Zetsu tried to open it. It stopped and a bulge appeared. Harry recognized the man's ability to slide through all nature and wrapped his hand around a kunai hilt, pulling it free and tossing the pouch back at the immortal.
"What the fuck dude?" Silver hissed, catching the pouch.
Harry backed away further form the door, pressing his back against the farthest wall as Zetsu fully appeared.
"Hari." Zetsu greeted with a wide grin full of sharp teeth. "I thought I had picked up your scent. Running away again?"
Everyone else in the room was just watching curiously.
"Stop!" Harry cried in a shaky voice as Zetsu took a step forwards, holding the kunai out with both hands.
Shark-man snorted at the action, obviously making fun of Harry's weapon handling skills.
"He is not a shinobi." The Uchiha finally spoke.
"I can't sense any chakra, un." The blonde said interested. "Not even civilian level, un."
"He's an anomaly." Zetsu explained taking another step as Harry started to tremble.
"He a prisoner?" Red-head asked in a bored manner.
"No." Zetsu smirked. "More of a pet."
"I'm not going back." Harry whimpered gaining their attention. "I won't go back!"
"You think you have a choice?" Zetsu snorted. "This is escape attempt number….73? Think you can still escape hmm?"
Harry noted the others had started to watch again, obviously interested in the show. Harry did his best to ignore them. Zetsu was the problem.
"I will." Harry whispered fiercely, tears welling again.
"I've caught you 39 times." Zetsu chuckled. "You've only twice made it out of the building."
Harry watched as he came closer and Harry's desperation rose.
"Perhaps…" Zetsu said lowly, a wide grinning leer spreading across his face. "Perhaps if I make it 40 times I'll get to keep you for a night, hmm? I love the screams you make. The pleading is even better."
Harry noted the flicker of comprehension on the strangers' faces.
"Oh. He's a sex toy." Silver said, sounding almost amused.
"Mostly." Zetsu agreed with a grin. "And he makes the most lovely cries."
Harry froze under Zetsu's leer and the man stepped into range, reaching out and running a hand over his cheek. Harry trembled in fear. He was almost conditioned to fear touch now and it wasn't helping his nerves. The hand slid behind his neck and into his hair before Zetsu gave a yank. Harry fell to his knees with a slight keen not letting go of the knife as he hung mostly limp in Zetsu's hold.
"He's got nice soft flesh." Zetsu smirked at the 'crowd' and ran a hand up Harry's cheek as if showing him off. "And he's nice and slender."
Zetsu brushed the kimono looser and Harry noticed many of the men glance at the bruises littering his collar bone and the one jagged cut. Zetsu saw their gazes, mostly curious, and pushed Harry's kimono off his torso to pool in the crooks of his arms. Harry's skin had at one time been flawless. Now it was littered with bruises and jagged cuts that were never allowed to heal. Blood was smeared across his back and on the front of his chest was a large burned crest that Madara had whispered was his.
"Ouch, un." The blonde winced.
"Yeah." Shark-man agreed, eyeing him almost pityingly.
"And just look at his eyes." Zetsu continued. "The greenest I have ever seen. I'm almost tempted to cut them out and keep them."
One of his nails got to close for comfort to Harry's eye and Harry ripped himself free, falling back and stumbling to his feet under Zetsu's amused eyes.
"Don't touch me." Harry spat, raising the kunai.
But this time he didn't hold the knife out in front of him. This time he held it to his own throat. Zetsu froze. Harry knew that for all Zetsu's jokes of eating him and bedding him, the plant-man would never harm him because Madara would kill him. Harry knew Madara had threatened Zetsu and made Harry Zetsu's responsibility when Madara couldn't keep an eye on him. If Harry died on Zetsu's watch….Zetsu would not die quickly.
Harry caught the trill of fear run through Zetsu's eyes as if reading Harry's mind. Harry felt a twisted smirk rise to his lips as he gave a rasping laugh, digging the kunai into his skin enough to make himself bleed.
"Imagine if I killed myself." Harry laughed hysterically. "They would never find your body Zetsu."
Zetsu sneered but didn't move forwards. Harry had a moment of quick realization. This was his escape. He gave another laugh and then lifted the knife lightly before plunging it forwards. His arms were forced to stop as the knife was wrenched form his hands and he was thrown violently to the floor. Glancing up through his thick lashes Harry paled.
Madara had arrived. Everyone else in the room froze at the appearance of the man.
"Hari-Pet, what do you think you were doing?" Madara asked with a raised brow.
Harry just trembled. Madara kicked him harshly in the side and he was thrown against the wall, coughing up blood. Madara lifted him by his throat, closing off his airway. Harry dangled from the wall, not bothering to even try to stop the man. Madara wouldn't kill him and that was the problem.
"You don't have permission to die Hari-pet." Madara purred.
Madara threw him across the room again and this time Harry crashed into the red head. Said red head gave a grunt of annoyance at the collision and held Harry up by the scruff of his shirt. Harry gazed into dark brown eyes.
"Kill me." Harry begged softly, blood flowing over his lips with the words.
The red head gave him an apathetic gaze that was tinged with pity but tossed him back at Madara all the same. Madara backhanded him to the grounded.
"You know I have to punish you tonight Hari-pet." Madara crooned. "Running away and trying to hurt yourself. Double naughty. And you deserve it, don't you Hari-pet?"
"I deserve it." Harry coughed weakly, automatically.
"Ask me to punish you Hari-pet." Madara grinned.
"Punish me please." Harry said through the tears in his eyes.
He hated Madara. Hated him. But Harry could do nothing and if he begged his punishment wouldn't be as harsh. He didn't fear the punishment anymore. But he feared Madara. Harry lived in this constant state of terror and hopelessness and pain nowadays. He didn't bother with anger any more or even hope. He didn't even get upset when he saw clear looks of pity, just a sorrow that they wouldn't help him. Self-pity was gone too along with any sense of peace.
"Now what do you say Hari-pet?"
"Punish me please Madara-sama." Harry choked.
"Good pet." Madara said petting his head.
Then the man grabbed him by his arm and dragged him towards the door. Harry just stayed limp in his grip, allowing himself to be dragged. He looked back once as he was dragged out the door and saw the second Uchiha gazing after him oddly. It wasn't just pity, but sympathy, and almost anger. It meant nothing to Harry though. Looks meant nothing if a person didn't follow through on their emotions. And no one did.
.-.
Stockholm Syndorme. Harry hated those words. He had heard them before. In the war back home he had fought a muggle woman who had 'fallen in love' with her captor death Eater. He'd kept her so isolated she'd thought she'd started to let him grow on her.
He was not falling for Madara. He was not falling in love with the monster. He was just becoming so numb. The pain was still there, the terror still lurked but it was so muted, so locked away, so numbed. Harry felt hollow. His escape attempts had dwindled from once a day to once every few days. He almost had to be forced to eat and would only eat after Madara ordered him to. Sometimes he'd stop and stare and blank out for a few hours.
He felt like he was becoming detached from reality. He was broken.
A knock came at the door and suddenly the second Uchiha stuck his head in the room. He glanced at Harry, running his eyes over him. He stepped fully into the room and came with a tray of food.
"Eat." The man said holding the plate forwards.
Harry blinked once.
"Eat." The man ordered again. "Madara says you must."
Harry took the plate and ate in a mechanical way. The Uchiha took a seat at the desk chair and watched him.
"What's your name?" The man finally asked.
"Hari-pet." Harry automatically responded.
"No. Your actual name."
Harry stared at him. That was his name. Well, Harry was his name, not Hari, but it was the same.
"What is your family name?" The man tried.
Harry blinked and thought. He couldn't remember. It started with a P. Must have been Pet.
"I'm Uchiha Itachi." The man finally said as Harry said nothing.
"You are Madara's family?"
"No." Itachi shook his head.
Harry didn't question it. The disgust in Itachi's tone said it all.
"Do you have family?" Itachi asked.
Well Madara was his Master, but not family.
"No."
"Where are you from?"
From? Harry got flashes of a tall castle.
"Nowhere." He finally answered.
He knew he was not from this land but he had forgotten from where else he came from.
"Were you a ninja?"
"No." Harry shook his head slowly, confused by the line of questioning.
"How did Madara find you?"
Harry frowned. He tried to remember. But his memories reached back as far as trying to escape. Itachi took his silence as an answer.
"How long have you been with Madara?"
"219 escape attempts." He offered, unsure of days.
Itachi frowned slightly, the lines on his face becoming more stressed. He stood and stepped over to Harry, running a hand down his cheek. Harry felt the calluses on his finger tips and knew he was a dedicated ninja.
"Do you like it here?" Itachi asked, his voice oddly sounding as if he already knew the answer.
"It does not matter." Harry shook his head confused (Didn't he already know this?). "I am a pet. I must stay with my Master."
Itachi's fingers ripped away from his cheek and Itachi turned and gathered up the plate, leaving as quietly as he had come. Harry frowned at his back, confused. Soon the confusion was replaced by the numbness and he turned back to stare out the window.
.-.
Harry sat by Zetsu's side patiently. Good pets were silent Madara-Master said. They were silent and still he said. So Harry was very silent and very still. He watched the meeting proceed with interest. Not understanding what was going on but interested by the people. He recognized Silver, and Shark, and Blonde, and Itachi. But there was also a tall man by Silver and a pretty blue-haired woman, and a tall orange haired man, and Tobi.
Tobi was actually Madara-Master but Harry was supposed to call him Tobi while he wore his mask. It was a Master thing Harry supposed so he did not question. Good pets didn't ask questions.
"We found our spy." Orange said loudly over the room. "One of the clerks."
The man bound in the center of the room looked terrified. Harry tilted his head and examined the man. Why was he scared? He was just being killed. There was nothing bad about that. Punishment and making Madara-Master disappointed were worse.
"We managed to get his village out of him. Grass has been keeping an eye on us. Luckily they got nothing important. Hidan, Kakuzu, you will be going after the man he's been giving information too."
"Yes sir." Silver and Tall said.
"Now, to deal with him." Orange said. "Zetsu, dispose of him."
"I've got a better idea." Zetsu smirked. "Hari-pet."
Everyone turned to him. He peered back with curiosity.
"Yes, Zetsu?" Harry asked.
Zetsu pulled a sword from his cloak and held it out. Harry took it confused.
"Kill him."
"Okay Zetsu." Harry nodded, eyes flickering to Tobi.
Tobi said nothing, just gave a short nod. Harry stepped forwards and lifted the sword. The man on the ground looked at him, horrified.
"P-Please, don't." The man said, stuttering.
"Why not?" Harry paused.
"Kill him."
Harry just nodded and ignored the man's begging. He brought the sword down on the man, hard, and decapitated him.
"Now what do I do, Zetsu?" Harry asked curiously.
"I'll deal with the corpse." Zetsu smirked, stepping forwards. "Dinner."
"Well, he's not as fucking pathetic as last time." Silver snickered.
"He's been trained better." Zetsu said patting Harry's head.
.-.
"You look pale."
"I am not allowed the sun anymore." Harry said blinking.
"Why not?" Itachi asked.
Madara-Master was gone on a mission. Itachi was in charge of him. Madara-Master seemed amused to leave his 'relative' looking after Harry for some reason. Harry knew Madara-Master was always amused with Itachi for some reason.
"I fell out the window." Harry explained.
"You jumped?"
"No. Escaping means punishment. And I'm a good pet." Harry said quickly, the response automatic. "But there was this bug. I wanted to see it. It flew away from the sill and I had to jump for it."
Itachi seemed quite disturbed by this answer for some reason. Instead of questioning Harry further he just reached out and stroked his hair back. Harry knew it was getting long. But Madara-Master told him not to cut it. Madara-Master liked to pull on it at times.
Itachi paused and ran his hand down Harry's cheek to his neck to tug at the leather around his neck.
"…What is this?" Itachi asked softly.
"Do you like it?" Harry asked, a smile across his lips. "Madara-Master gave it to me as a present. I was a good pet."
He knew that on the dark red collar there was a small pendant that read 'Hari-pet. If found return to Madara.' Madara-Master had read the words for him and told Harry it suited him. Harry was glad he had been good, not bad and gotten punishment. The collar meant he'd been good. Madara-Master said he hadn't tried to escape in a year! He had seemed to so proud. Harry was happy that Madara-Master was proud.
Madara-Master had been angry about the window though and had threatened to take it away. Harry had agreed never to go near the window again as a compromise. Madara-Master had boarded it up for him even.
"Hari." Itachi said softly. "I'm going to get you out one day."
"Get me out?" Harry scrunched up his nose.
Somewhere deep in his mind memories rose, and a feeling of desperation and freedom made him flinch. The thought of freedom welled up a memory long since buried and hidden. Harry shook the feelings away.
"Why? Does Madara-Master want me out?"
"No. I'm going to take you away from Madara one day."
Harry blinked.
"Why? I'm a pet. Madara is my Master."
"He hurts you."
"He is my Master. I deserved the punishments."
Something in him screamed defiance, something deep and broken. Someone perhaps from his forgotten past? He buried the thoughts again. He was a pet, he belonged to his master. Itachi sighed wearily and brushed a piece of hair from his face.
"I'll find you a better Master." Itachi said. "I promise, one day I'll get you out."
Harry just nodded, confused by his words. Maybe Madara-Master would know what Itachi meant. Harry would ask him next time.
.-.
"Itachi is dead."
"Dead?" Harry tilted his head.
"Yes pet, dead." Madara smirked.
Madara -Master seemed very pleased with the turn of events. Harry knew Madara-Master had been mad at Itachi since Harry had told him Itachi said he would take Harry away.
"And he left me his precious little brother."
"Oh. He had a brother?"
"Yes Hari-Pet. Remember what I said about questions?"
Harry shut his mouth quickly. Pet's shouldn't ask questions.
.-.
"Who are you?"
Harry blinked and found a man that resembled Itachi enter the room. He carried a plate and his face contained a deep frown.
"This is the boy we're playing servants to?" Another man entered the room with a frown.
The second man had light blue-white hair and shark teeth. A huge sword/cleaver sat on his back.
"He's scrawny." Sharp-Teeth said amused.
"Can you not sense it?" Sasuke, as Harry reasoned he was, raised a brow.
"I can't sense anything."
"Exactly. Who are you?"
"Hari-Pet is Hari-pet." Harry answered.
"Pet?" Sasuke frowned.
"Madara's into Dominance?" The other man chirped.
"Madara-Master?" Harry asked at the name.
"Wow. Trained you well huh." Sharp-teeth smirked.
Sasuke shoved the plate in his hand.
"Eat."
Harry tilted his head but obey, watching Sasuke as Sasuke watched him.
"You're staring." Sharp-teeth said as he looked about the room.
"Sasuke is much like his brother." Harry said.
"What?" Sasuke hissed standing. "You knew my brother?"
Harry blinked at the rise of emotion in the man.
"Itachi looked after Hari-pet when Madara-Master was away." Harry said. "He made Madara-Master very mad when he said he would try to take Hari-pet away, to a better Master. Hari-pet does not understand."
There was a stretched silence.
"He said he'd take you away?" Sasuke said confused.
"He said he did not think Hari-pet should stay with Madara-Master because Madara-Master 'hurt' Hari-pet. But it is punishment and Hari-pet deserves it when he is bad." Harry said, eager to explain something he knew.
"Hurt you?" Sharp-teeth snorted. "Take your food away?"
"No, that is only when Hari-pet is not good enough at night." Harry responded. "When Hari-pet tried to escape before Madara-Master would punish him much better. He made sure Hari-pet couldn't walk so Hari-pet didn't try such silly things again."
"Not walk?" Sasuke asked eyes widening.
"Yes, yes. Hari-pet was being bad trying to run away so Madara-master would make sure Hari-pet could not run away by hurting Hari-Pet's legs or hurting Hari-pet's back or making Hari-pet too weak to stand."
"Madara's sadistic?" Sharp-Teeth joked.
Sasuke did not look amused, he was eyeing Harry more closely.
"You are wearing a collar." Sasuke finally said.
"Yes. It was a gift to Hari-pet." Harry said excitedly. "Hari-pet was a good boy for stopping to try and run away and Madara Master gave Hari-pet a gift. He even got a pretty leash when Hari-pet informed Madara-master of Itachi's plan to take him away."
"Wow, he's one sick bastard." Sharp Teeth whistled.
Sasuke sat back down and did not ask more questions. Sharp-teeth asked a few and Harry told him easily, having no orders not too.
.-.
Partial Lemon
.-.
"Hari-pet." Madara-master moaned softly, kissing him viciously.
Harry gave a whimper into the kiss. Madara-master liked it when Harry moaned and whimpered.
"You love me right Hari-pet?"
"Yes." Harry nodded. "Hari-Pet loves Madara-Master."
"You've been a good boy." Madara-master crooned. "Do you know how long I've had you now?"
Harry tilted his head in question but broke the movement as he gave a slight cry as Madara-master slammed into him. Harry arched against his master and pleaded and whimpered in a mewling voice.
"You've been with me for five years Hari-pet." Madara-master grinned fiercely slamming into him again and Harry ran his finger nails up Madara-master's back for purchase.
Harry gave a loud moan and licked eagerly at Madara-Master's throat. Madara-master slammed him down into the table and bit at his shoulder hard enough to draw blood.
"Sasuke thinks you are shinobi that I've been keeping as a weapon." Madara-master continued, slamming relentlessly into Harry, giving no break.
Harry didn't respond to the sentence, just withered against his master and gasped.
"You would do anything for me right, pet?"
"Yes!" Harry screamed.
"Good. Good. You've been practicing your abilities right?"
"Yes, yes." Harry gasped leaving marks on Madara-master's back with his nails as he let his master kiss him open mouthed.
"Good." Madara-master grinned. "You will fight my other pet with me right?"
"Other pet?" Harry asked, half delirious as he was repeatedly pushed into the table's surface, splinters in his back.
"Kyuubi, Hari-pet. I've told you before."
Harry just gave another whimpering moan and shuddered as Madara-master finally pulled out from him, leaving him panting and tired. And then he was tossed to the bed, his wrists were tied and knotted to the headboard and he was spread across the bed.
"We're not done yet Hari-pet." Madara-master grinned.
Harry mewled softly, wiggling against the silk covers.
.-.
End of Partial Lemon
.-.
Harry watched confused as he saw Sasuke fighting against Madara-master's soldiers. Why was he not on their side? He was fighting beside a tall blonde youth, both shooting off high powered attacks at the soldiers.
"They're making their way to us." Madara-master muttered with a smirk, eyes glinting as they both watched the battle scene.
A village was barely visible in the distance. Harry had been told this was Konohagakure. It was Itachi and Sasuke's home and at one time, Madara-master's home. They were attacking it for some reason.
"MADARA!" The blonde screamed as he came into view, hurtling at them with a ball of power in his hand.
Madara-master leapt back easily, one arm around Harry's shoulder to pull him back also. Sasuke came crashing onto the scene along with a lean man with spiky silver hair and a mask and a woman with bright pink hair.
"You Bastard." Blonde growled, animalistic in nature with glowing red eyes and whisker marks.
"Ah! Kyuubi-boy!" Madara-master said smirking.
Blonde leapt at them again, they jumped away. Madara-master set him down.
"Hari-pet, keep the others away please."
Harry gave a nod at the order and stepped aside as Madara-master led Blonde away. Sasuke and the other two watched him cautiously.
"Sasuke, any info?" Masks asked quietly.
"He's Madara's 'pet'." Sasuke said with a grimace. "Madara has had him for six years if I gathered correctly. I heard he tried to escape a lot in the first year. 'Punishment' was applied and he broke after the second year. He only thinks he's a pet now and will obey Madara's orders."
"Punishment?" pink whispered shocked. "A pet?"
"Two years is a very long time to hold out." Masks said with respect.
"Step aside Hari." Sasuke said.
"Madara-master told me to keep you busy." Harry said simply. "Hari-pet obeys Madara-master, Hari-pet is a good boy."
"If you step aside we'll free you." Pink said.
"Free?" Harry frowned. "But Hari-pet is a pet."
"We'll get you a better master." Sasuke interrupted.
"Itachi said the same thing." Hari said blinking. "Why would Hari-pet want a different master?"
"It's no use." Masks said. "He's been too conditioned. Almost Stockholm Syndrome but on a far different level. It's not love, its pure dedication. I'd take a guess and say he doesn't even remember anything from before being Madara's slave."
Harry blinked at them taking in Pink's pitying expression, Mask's sigh, and Sasuke's grim look.
"We fight then." Sasuke said stonily.
"But not to kill." Pink said quickly. "He's innocent."
"No telling what he'll do if Madara is defeated, though." Masks added.
"You said he had no chakra. We can restrain him." Sakura said.
Then at an unseen signal they all leapt. Harry threw an arm out and called forth the spark inside him. They were all blown back, cringing in surprise.
"Fuck." Pink said hitting the ground on her feet.
"Madara trained him in some odd ability." Sasuke grunted.
Harry drew the spark forwards until it was a warm tingling through his whole body. It took all his control to hold onto it and keep it from exploding about wildly, but he had practised hard for Madara-master. A blast rang in the distance but Harry stayed focused on his task. It was an order.
The three leapt again, all from different angles. He blew them back again. Then Masks disappeared underground and Pink leapt in the air and Sasuke threw a ball of fire. Harry naught but blinked and lashed out again. Pink was blown back into Sasuke, who's fire splashed harmlessly against his shield. A hand grabbed his leg and he was suddenly pulled under ground, Mask resurfacing a distance away. Harry let the spark fly and the ground turned to dust around him. He dug his way out easily and got back on steady ground.
"Well fuck. This is doing nothing." Masks sighed lazily.
They leapt again, Pink and Masks heading straight at him. He blew them back and looked for Sasuke. The man had tried to head for Madara-master. Harry threw his arm out and a huge gust of wind picked Sasuke up and threw him at his team-mates.
"You must stay here." Harry said. "Madara-master said so."
"At least he's not going for the killing blow." Masks said. "He could easily kill us."
It was said to the other two but Mask locked eyes with Harry.
"Madara-master ordered Hari-pet to keep you here, not kill." Harry blinked. "And Hari-pet obeys his Master's orders."
There was a long moment of silence as they stared at one another.
"He has no shinobi training." Sasuke said finally.
"Hmm." Masks said. "Sakura give us a distraction."
Pink leapt again but this time she aimed up then down. Harry readied his spark. But then she hit the ground and the earth split open, heaving. Harry gave a sharp cry of surprise and stumbled. The ground cracked and split and huge slabs flipped right at him. Harry ducked and grabbed the slab of earth he was on. He was heaved to the side and almost fell down the crack in the earth, when a hand grabbed him by the scruff of his shirt and pulled him back. He hit solid ground and glanced up at Sasuke who dropped him.
"I thought you meant no chakra attacks, not no physical training." Masks said, eyeing him. "Why did you save him?"
"…Itachi made a promise to free him. He failed in that promise, I can at least keep him alive."
Then Sasuke slammed his hands into the ground and in a cloud of smoke a huge purple snake appeared.
"Bind him." Sasuke said.
The Snake nodded and wrapped tightly around Harry. It peered at him curiously.
:Ssssuch clear, broken green eyessss.: The snake said. :Who broke you, one-without-chakra-and-inssstead-the-ssspark?:
:No one broke me.: Harry blinked.
The three standing above him flinched back, staring wide eyed at him. The snake just laughed and looked back up at Sasuke, loosening until he just lay draped over Harry.
"I can not go againsssst a ssspeaker." The snake said.
Harry blinked. For some reason something was different about the way the snake spoke now.
"Why not?" Sasuke frowned, eyeing him warily.
"He issss one of legendsss." The snake hissed. "A ssspeaker, a human who hasss the ssspark. We Ssssnakessss have long ssssince lossst all recordsss of hisss kind. He isss broken alssso, sssso you sssshall learn nothing more about him and hissss kind. We jusssst know sssspeakerssss are sssspecial. It issss in our blood to obey him. Do not ssssummon any of ussss againsssst him."
And then the snake vanished. There was a long moment of silence. Harry did not attack because they were not trying to go after Madara-master and so his orders were fulfilled for the moment.
"An experiment of Orochimaru?" Masks asked calmly.
Harry tilted his head in confusion at the reaction this question brought forth.
"No." Sasuke spat. "He would never have let a man who spoke snake go free."
"I wonder where Madara found him." Pink sighed.
A crash broke up the rest of the 'conversation'. Madara-master came flying through the trees, spitting blood and rolling. Harry hurried to his side as quick as he could and reached him just as Blonde appeared with a growl.
"Hari-pet." Madara-master smirked.
Harry helped him stand, looking him over and finding numerous injuries. He gave Madara-master a worried expression. Madara-master could say nothing before Harry saw arcing lightening. Harry gave a quick cry and leapt in front of Madara-master, spinning to face Sasuke. Sasuke's eyes grew wide and he tried to stop but his moment carried him. Blue lightening slammed into his chest and Harry was taken over by pain. Harry gave a sharp cutting cry and fell limp over Sasuke's hand, blood dripping from his lips.
"How dare you!" Madara-master screamed at Sasuke, and leapt at them. "He's mine, you're not allowed to take my pet away!"
Sasuke leapt back, Harry still on his arm and Harry got a glimpse of Madara-master, eyes wide with fury, heading for them. Behind him rose the blonde, determination in every feature as his power swirled in his hand. Harry wanted to warn Madara-master but his voice was not working. He watched with wide eyes as the Blonde's attack slammed into Madara-master and went straight through him. Harry watched with unblinking eyes as Madara-master stumbled with a choked cry of surprise and fell to his knees, blood pouring like rivers over his pale skin. Blonde ripped away and Madara-master swayed. Harry ripped himself from Sasuke's arm, black spots appearing in his vision at the pain.
He fell next to Madara-master and gave a worried whimper he gave when he knew Madara-master was worried over something. Madara-master opened his mouth but no words came forth. He reached forwards and gripped Harry's kimono and opened his mouth again, mouthing words, then the light in his eyes died. Madara-master toppled to the side and a set of hands pulled Harry back as Masks unleashed a blast of fire on the corpse.
He was laid on the ground to stare at the sky as Pink kneeled over him, hands glowing green.
"-Is he going to be okay?" Sasuke asked softly.
Harry blinked as he realized for a minute his hearing had vanished.
"Yes. I don't know how, but he will be." Pink said, awe in her voice. "You took out a lung but he's still breathing and his heart beat is strong."
"Impossible." Sasuke said.
Pink just shrugged helplessly.
"Madara-master?" Harry asked trying to sit up.
Sasuke pushed his shoulders.
"Stay." The Uchiha ordered.
"Hari-pet has to see Madara-master. He was trying to tell Hari-Pet something."
The two shared a long look.
"Did you not hear him?" Pink asked.
"No. Hari-Pets's hearing vanished." Harry frowned.
"Shock." Pink said to Sasuke who nodded.
"Madara-master?" Harry called.
"Hush." Pink said.
"But Madara-master." Harry said desperately.
"He's dead."
Harry blinked and looked up at Blonde who stared down at him sympathetically.
"He's dead. You're free."
Harry opened his mouth and closed it again. Blonde kneeled down beside him and took his hand in his own.
"You're free." Blonde said gently.
Harry peered into sparkling blue eyes. A memory bubbled up of an older man with twinkling blue eyes who- No. Harry buried the memory again.
"But what will Hari-pet do?" Harry asked. "Hari-pet needs a master. And Madara-master was trying to tell Hari-pet something."
"He said 'You are mine. You always will be, because I own you Hari-pet." Masks said coming into view.
"Kakashi-sensei!" Pink hissed. "That won't help!"
"No, but he won't give up until he knows." Masks said gently.
Harry pet stared. Of course Hari-pet was Madara-masters. He looked to Sasuke.
"Will you get Hari-pet back to Madara-master?"
"He's dead." Sasuke said.
"Hari-pet knows. Hari-pet will follow Madara-Master."
Blonde flinched back.
"No!" he yelled. "You're free! You don't need a master!"
"Naruto." Masks said gently, resting a hand on Blonde's shoulder. "He's been held for years. He's been brainwashed and conditioned to this. His psyche is completely messed up. You can't undo some things with just words. I doubt he'll ever become who he used to be, whoever he was before."
"But…but he's not a pet! He's a person!" Blonde said.
Harry looked at the water in Blonde's eyes. Somewhere a memory of hopelessness, frustration, terror filled his mind. He remembered crying a lot. Remembered wanting freedom so bad he'd stick a knife in his throat. But he couldn't do that. Only bad pets did that.
"Don't cry." Harry said sitting up despite Pink's protests.
He held gently onto Blonde's face and licked the tears away. When the tears were gone he leaned over and kissed him. When Madara-master was angry, or happy, or anything he liked kisses. Blonde flinched back at the action, eyes opening wide.
"Was that bad?" Harry blinked as Blonde pulled away. "Hari-pet is sorry."
"No, no, it's just…" Blonde said looking lost.
"Madara used him more then just a pet." Sasuke said with a sigh. "He was a sex toy. He probably thinks to make you feel better he has to have sex with you."
Blonde flinched again.
"We…we'll find you a new home Hari." Blonde said.
"A new master?" Harry asked. "Hari-pet needs a master or he must follow Madara-master."
Blonde shifted looking up to masks for guidance.
"There's no helping it." Masks shrugged. "Do we know anyone that could take him in?"
"A medic-nin might." Sakura said. "But they'd want to do it to study him more."
"I'll look after him!" Blonde blurted out.
"You will be Hari-Pet's new master?" Harry asked, tilting his head.
"Yes, but you call me Naruto." Blonde said standing.
"Okay Naruto-master."
"Just Naruto."
"Okay Naruto-Ma…Naruto." Harry nodded. "Do you have rules?"
"Rules?" Naruto asked blinking.
"What were your old rules?" Masks cut in.
"Pet's do not ask questions. If Pets do not act acceptable no food. Pet's must always please their master. Masters always come first. Pets never try to escape. Pet's always listen to their master. Pet's must be punished if they are bad. Pet's must stay healthy so they can please their master. Pets-"
"That's enough." Naruto-master said sharply.
Harry gave a soft whimper in the back of his throat, an appeasing sound in the face of anger. He tugged at Naruto-master's pants.
"Does Naruto want Hari-pet to please him? It always got rid of Madara-master's anger.'
"No! I mean no." Naruto-master said more calmly taking his hands firmly and pulling him to his feet. "The rules are you must look after yourself, you must be yourself. Okay?"
"Okay." Harry said hesitantly.
"We should be heading back." Kakashi said. "It sounds as if the battles is done near Konoha."
Sasuke and Pink nodded sharply and took to the trees followed by Masks who held Madara-master's head in his hands. Naruto-master picked Harry up gently and smiled down at him.
"Come, let's go home."
Home. The word dragged up memorises of a castle, and lots of books, and bottle-cork necklaces, and black scraggy dogs, and wolves, and lots and lots of red hair. But these memories were foreign to him so he pushed them from his mind.
Glancing at Madara-masters head he decided it didn't matter who he had been. He was only a pet after all. Such things were no use to a pet. Madara-master was dead and that didn't matter either because he had a new master and his new master did not like old Master so Harry didn't either.
He looked back up at sparkling blue eyes and sunshine hair. Naruto-master caught his gaze and gave him a soft, kind smile that made Harry perk up slightly.
"Naruto-master is Hari-pet's master and Hari-pet belongs to Naruto-master."
Nothing else mattered. Even if it made Naruto-master frown for some reason. He had no need for memories or worries. He was a pet with a master and that was all he needed. Everything was perfect in his world.
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THE END
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A bit dark and a lot of Harry's personality transition isn't shown. This just popped into my head. I wanted a story where Harry didn't come out happy and perfect and with someone he loves. I wanted one where he suffered and Harry Potter died and became something else.
Hope you liked it.
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