Well. Here ya go guys! Thanks for all the reviews and faves!

This is the second chapter and this one will be updated because it would seem people like it! I will try to update once a week.

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A lot happens in this chapter but I assure you it gets better later on ^^

~TheKindestDemon

Edited (minor details and grammar)

Itachi, Run.

Everything was spinning. Itachi's mind was strong, but his body was very weak.

I'm trying!

Try harder.

Itachi started to get up again. The dark voice in his head had been silenced as Itachi reached to feel the burning part of his skull that had hit the hard floor. Fugaku walked around his desk to search through the drawers.

"Don't move." Fugaku's voice was dark, evil even. The deep voice matched the setting as the dark room. The room was filled with shadows and the pale moonlight shone through a large window behind Fugaku. Itachi fell to the floor again when his knees gave out and held hard onto his head. The onyx eyed Uchiha felt something wet on his fingers and his heart almost stopped. Itachi slowly brought his hand to his eyes and stared at his crimson covered fingers. He began to breathe extremely hard.

"Please!" Fugaku looked at Itachi with cold, snake-like, eyes. Silence. "Please…. Don't hurt me…" Tears rimmed Itachi's onyx eyes.

"I'm not going to 'hurt' you. I'm simply going to teach you a lesson." Fugaku started walking away from the desk. Itachi tried to wiggle away, tears running down his cheeks palms of his hands scraping the ground as he tries to move his body away from the approaching brunette.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! PLEASE! Daddy! Don't hurt me!" Fugaku entwined his thin fingers into the young boys onyx locks and dragged him across the floor and back to the desk. Itachi screamed protests and cursed the older man, which were ignored. Itachi was quickly hauled up by his hair onto the mahogany desk.

"Don't ever speak to me like that again! I'm going to teach you some respect you fucking brat! You will never say no to me again" Fugaku leaned over the boy and put his nose to his. "Do you understand?" Fugaku hissed.

"Y-Yes!" Itachi said loudly, eyes closed in agony. Itachi's skull was burning and his head was pounding. "Please… stop….!"

"Shut the fuck up!" Fugaku grabbed the locks harder and thrust the small boys head onto the desk. Itachi screamed and tried to keep consciousness as pain erupted from the side of his head. Itachi tried his hardest to look at the older man; instead, Itachi felt cold air hit his torso. His father had stripped off his shirt

"No…. stop…." Itachi's small innocent voice made almost no sound as Itachi's pants and underwear were stripped off. Fugaku stepped away to look at his beautiful son. His porcelain skin almost shone in the moonlight. He was truly beautiful and now Fugaku would get what he had craved for, for so long. Fugaku had been planning the day he would have Itachi. Of course, it wasn't so violent in his dreams, but this would do. Fugaku began taking off his own clothes Itachi was crying, pleading under his breath, through pain and tears, for his father to stop.

"It will hurt more if you fight it." Fugaku showed no love in his voice. He only wanted to be inside his son, nothing else. He didn't need Itachi's love, trust or acceptance. Fugaku had undid his pants and lowered them just passed his buttox, enough to show only his penis. Itachi now looked down and saw exactly what was happening, he tried to push him away but Fugaku simply knocked away his protestant hands and ignored his pleas to stop. Fugaku bent over whispered into his ear softly, "Itachi, I'm not going to lie. This is going to hurt, but you will learn to like it."

"Daddy…. Please! No…. don't… I'll do whatever you want! Please don't hurt me…!" Fugaku got back up and grabbed the bottle of lube he had retreived from his desk, taking a bit in his hands and warming it, then coated his penis in the gel.. He brought Itachi off the edge of the desk and placed himself at Itachi's tight entrance. "Daddy… Please…." Tears continued to stream down Itachi's face and his head was burning like wildfire. He held his breath, knowing what Fugaku was going to do. He was going to put that thing inside him, just like the lawbook had said was illegal if someone didn't want it. Fugaku pushed slowly into Itachi he could feel the deep heat that incased him and it was making his mind spin. .

"Oh my god…" Itachi was tight. It was almost painfull.

"No! Daddy! Stop! AHH! " Fugaku held on to Itachi's sides and began thrusting. Crimson liquid began running down Itachi's thigh.

"Ugghhh Fuuuuck" Fugaku slammed into Itachi's tight ass, missing the small bundle of nerves, purposely. Itachi didn't deserve pleasure. The young voice screamed in pure agony as his innocence was ripped from him. The desk was rattling with each thrust. Fugaku was panting and he held onto Itachi's dark hair as he defiled the boy.

Mikoto had heard the feud in the hall way and now she could hear nothing. She slowly got up and walked down the hall. Slowly walking, he heart beating madly, she hoped Fugaku hadn't lost his temper, she continued to walk and could hear screaming.

"Oh no…!" Mikoto ran the rest of the way down the hall and stopped at Fugaku's office door. Her eyes widened at the sight. Fugaku was raping their only child. Their son. Her son. But she couldn't make up the courage to stop him. She slowly walked back to her room and laid down in her bed. She stared at the white wall and hoped the image would go away and things would go back to she had had Itachi, before the abuse had began...

After what seemed like hours, Fugaku came, filling Itachi with the hot semen. Itachi screamed as his father came, he felt dirty, unwanted, un-needed. Itachi was nothing.

Why?! Why did he do it?!

He is a sick man, Itachi.

But he is my father! I'm at the top of my class! I tried my hardest to keep him happy!

Itachi. Sometimes trying your hardest will not please some.

I need you to promise me something.

What?

Promise me yourself, and I will unlock the power that is hiding within you.

"See. It wasn't that bad." Fugaku pulled out of Itachi allowing cum to leak from his ass. Itachi whimpered and curled into a small ball.

When? I don't want to do this again!

In about a year. I'm sorry for the time it will take but it will be worth it. Now, Itachi. I must leave you. Continue to excel at whatever you do and please. Stay away from your father. He will want you to do this again.

I promise.

Itachi was tired, his muscles ached, his mind ached and he knew it would be hard to wake up in the morning. Itachi closed his eyes and even though he wanted to run, he wanted to stay awake, protect himself. He could not. He fell into a deep sleep Fugaku lifted his unconscious son and brought him to bed. He kissed the boys lips and left to go take a shower.

Itachi woke up, remembering it was his birthday. He flew up in bed and screamed at the shock of pain that erupted from his bum. Suddenly, all the events of the previous night came back into view.

Voice?

Did this really happen?

Did daddy really do that?

…

Voice?

Voice?!

There was no answer. Itachi was truly alone. Itachi remembered what the voice had told him to do. Excel at whatever he did and to keep away from his father. Why did the voice always sound so familiar, though? Oh, well. He had to go to school. His teacher had already informed him he was going to take a test to see if he could graduate and he had to prepare himself. Itachi sprung up and automatically fell on his face. His ass hurt too much.

"Sweetie… are you awake?" A familiar sweet voice came from the door.

"Yea…" Mikoto opened the door. No smile on her face. "mommy..."

"Good morning sweetheart… are you okay?" Itachi saw an opportunity to tell his mother of what had happened.

"Mom…. I have to tell you something…"

"What's that, hun?" Mikoto came in and helped Itachi up and sat him on the bed. He winced at the shock that as sent down his spine.

"Daddy…. He hurt me…" Mikoto already knew what he was going to say and she didn't want to hear it.

"Itachi don't…"

"He touched me and put his ochinchin in me!" Itachi screamed, tears welled in his eyes.

"Don't you dare speak that nonsense to me! Your Father would do no such thing!"

"I watched him hit you and he came to get me!" They were both yelling.

"Itachi! This is one thing you do not lie about!"

"I'm not lying!"

"Yes! You are!" Mikoto got up and stormed over to the door. "And until you stop lying you are to stay here in your room!"

"Oka-san! Please! Believe me!" Mikoto slammed the door as she left. She sat at the door and put he back against it. She fell to the ground and began to cry. "oka-san… I thought you loved me… please… believe me!" Itachi was talking to no one. Crying he laid down in his bed as a memory flew through his mind.

Beware those you love most.

That was it. Itachi had to become strong. He had to stop leaning on other people. This was his life.

And he needed no one.

"Fugaku. I'm pregnant."