This story contains violence, gore and rape.
If you do not wish to read that I suggest finding another piece of fiction.
I do not own Naruto or any characters mentioned in this work.

Itachi guarded Sai as a hawk the following days. No one came near him after he had pulled the IV- and blood-bags out and taken the boy to his room. A doctor had tried to object, but he ended up with a kunai in his eye and the others allowed him to pass with the boy. Sai was mostly passed out and his fever kept harassing his body. He was burning to the touch and his skin was sticky. Itachi was forced to play nurse to the boy hours at an end, and he slept on the floor, letting Sai occupy the bed yet again. On the few occasions Sai woke his eyes were glazed and he addressed the pillow by him more than he talked to Itachi; it was like he couldn't even see him.

"Who's Shin?" Itachi murmured one night as the other shinobi coughed painfully, wheezing like a drowning man. Sai never answered as blood came up and splashed over the white fabric. Itachi winced, worrying for his pet's health and feeling a slight sense of... guilt. Sai calmed slowly and swallowed, floating into his fever once again. Itachi gently stroked through his hair and whispered words that were meant to calm his spirits. A week seemed to pass, agonizingly slow until eventually Sai opened his eyes and looked at the room clearly again. Itachi has just stepped out of the shower and were wrapping a towel around himself as he saw the dark orbs observe him. After a moments consideration he let the towel drop to the floor instead and stepped into the room stark naked, pleased at seeing Sai clear again. "Welcome back," he said and folded his clothes neatly in a pile. "I've missed you."

"I didn't know I was gone. Had I, I would have enjoyed it more." Sai watched him cautiously and ever so slowly sat up, wincing in pain. Itachi smiled and went over. Immediately Sai snapped to the other side of the bed, looking away from him like an animal might do to avoid confrontation. Itachi found this behaviour curious.

"How did this happen?" he asked and stroked over Sai's mouth, feeling plump lips beneath his fingertips. He sat down slowly when he decided that if Sai was going to bite his finger he would have done so by then. Sai ignored him. "Who's Shin?" Sai turned his face and regarded him coldly, face set.

"Don't speak about him." Itachi shifted closer.

"Why not?" Sai put his nose in the air.

"His name shouldn't be uttered by dickless pricks like you." If Sai hadn't stuttered as he spoke Itachi would have hit him. Instead he smirked and breathed into his ear.

"Tell me." His presence seemed to send something crawling under the other shinobi's skin and Itachi stroked down his throat, grabbed it gently and started squeezing until Sai couldn't breathe anymore. "Who is he?"

"My brother!" Sai struggled against him weakly and Itachi let go, watching the boy drop to the bed and wheeze for oxygen.

"If you lie to me again I will crush your windpipe, do I make myself clear?" asked Itachi and rose an eyebrow. Sai nodded meekly. "Tell me everything you can about yourself." Sai avoided his eyes again and licked his lips.

"Root-division, code SAI, mission; guard and evaluate threat of Jinchuuriki Uzumaki Naruto." Itachi frowned.

"Code? What's your real name?" Sai bit his lip.

"Sai." Itachi grabbed his throat again, threat clear in eyes. "Don't know." Sai swallowed.

"You don't know? How can you not know?" Itachi snapped, tightening his grip.

"Don't. Know." Sai hissed painfully and Itachi let go again, staring at him thoughtfully.

"Root, what is that?" he asked, staring into Sai's eyes for answers.

"Danzo's utopia." Itachi felt himself grow cold and he stood up again as if Sai had burnt him.

"You're in Danzo's division?" Sai nodded warily. Itachi rarely thought of Danzo, but when he did something in his gut flared up and tried to consume him. He felt his heart beat loudly in his ears as he stared Sai down, stomach clenching and head swooning, feeling as if it was the first time he ever truly saw Sai. "What does Leader want with you?" Sai looked up at him and frowned.

"It's your leader, how should I know?"

"The Jinchuuriki, how do you assess him?"

"I am his team-mate." Sai frowned and thought for a second. "More importantly," said the man and bit his lip. "I am his... friend." Itachi turned away from him, feeling the unease squash his heart violently. Leader wanted the Jinchuuriki and Sai could draw Uzumaki's attention towards them, upset his balance if the shinobi proved disloyal. The ninja would take such a betrayal like a massive blow to his soul, but how could he be sure that was all Leader wanted with Sai? Danzo had connections in the old days, Itachi had no reason to believe that that had changed during the years and Sai could be a key in. Should the Akatsuki help one side to tip the power struggle between the old man and the current Hokage the outcome could very well be Danzo with his face on the hokage-mountain. He would be the most influential man in the entire country; and Sai could be the puppet keeping tabs on Danzo's activities to make sure he didn't forget his debt. The possibilities felt endless, yet all led to Sai being taken away from him.

"How are your injuries?" Itachi felt as in a daze. Sai didn't dignify him with a response and when Itachi turned back to him he saw that the brunette had crept up in one corner and for some reason fallen asleep like that. Annoyed Itachi thought to grab his ankle and jerk him down properly over the bed, startling him awake but slowly he thought better of it. You never gain the trust from a caged animal with brutality alone. Itachi took him softly and slid him back under the covers, resisting the urge to kiss his cheek as he did. The overwhelming feeling felt so surreal that Itachi had to lie down before passing out.

Sai was walking in a mist. Under his feet his shoes crushed the frozen grass. He couldn't remember where he was going but he knew he was walking away from ragged breathes and the smell of sake. He felt it lingering on his clothes and seep into his skin by the pores. Unsure about how it started tears rolled from his cheeks and he could taste them mix with the taste of snot as they stopped by his lips. He raised a hand confused and wiped it away, staring at his hand through the mist. He felt cold, as if dressed with too little clothes but everything looked ordinary as he looked down on himself.

Suddenly he found himself by huge gates but Sai was slim and small enough to squeeze through the bars. He started running and ran until he stumbled on some treacherous rocks hiding in the mist. Trying to collect himself again, now with a searing pain on his scrubbed knees he heard two voices.

"I am very keen on observing your heritage, as I've mentioned my lordship, and since you are in a rather tight spot..."

"And as I have said before to you, the situation is dealt with." Sai recognized the voice of the second man but he couldn't place it. "The boy is halfway to Suna by now – soon he'll be out of our lives for good."

"I understand, but I wish you could call back your man and hand him over to me, I would greatly benefit from him and simply handing him over to a Suna orphanage isn't going to assist anyone."

"I don't care, he's their problem now."

"And should they discover his abilities, they'll send him right back home to you."

"Damnit man, I've told you, I don't want that thing in my town! I don't want him near my family!" Sai wasn't unaccustomed to this kind of behaviour, shouting voices seemed to lull him to sleep every night so he didn't raise an eyebrow at their argument.

"Yet you are careless in discarding him, you are blinded with hatred and rush into things – you rather throw your dirty secret to the winds, not considering what might pick him up and carry him back to haunt you – rather than handing him over to me, to control." The man speaking scared Sai and he didn't like him, scared that he'd notice him and take him back to the alcohol. "I have methods, well-tried ways. He would be kept out of your life permanent."

"He is not here." All of a sudden a lamp emerged and it appeared Sai was lying by a house, the men only a few feet away and a door open to reveal a womsm in the doorway. Behind her stood a small child, hardly able to stand on his own and having no idea about what the grownups were saying.

"Who's not here?" the woman asked, looking between them worried. Unfortunately the men were busy staring at Sai lying sprawled over the ground. Sai blinked back at them.

"How did you get here you menace?" the second man screamed while the first one started smiling in a way Sai didn't like.

"I..." Sai stuttered and stood up.

"Perhaps now I could..?" the nasty man said and the other, shouting one nodded, his face as red as a tomato.

"Take him out of my sight!"

"No!" screamed the woman and ran out, no shoes on her feet. "No, my baby!" The angry man smacked her over her cheek so she fell to the ground and the nasty man purposely strode over and grabbed Sai by the arm, grinning from ear to ear.

"Silence!" screamed the man to the woman.

"You bastard!" screamed the woman to the man. The boy in the doorway stared between his parents and Sai and the nasty man started pulling him away from the fight. "You are not taking my son!" the woman screamed after them but the mist quickly dissolved them and the nasty man's grip was hard around his arm.

"I have a feeling you are going to prove most useful to me." said the man and plunged him into the darkness.

Sai woke as from a nightmare and blinked into the ceiling. Itachi boiled eggs for breakfast and started at him numbly as they cooked. The silence seemed to suffocate them, every movement was sluggish. Sai sat up hesitantly and looked around until he met Itachi's eyes.

"You cry in your sleep." Itachi said after a while, feeling empty in his chest. Sai blinked surprised. The water boiled away before they spoke again and Itachi threw the eggs, not so hungry in the first place. Sai eyed them longingly, his stomach growling loudly.

Itachi walked over to the bed, looking down on him for a while. Sai stared back passively until his skin started crawling and he shifted away from him. Itachi sat down on the bed, straddled his thighs. Sai's eyes widened and he desperately tried to get away but firmly Itachi pushed him down over the mattress and kissed him, feeling him squirm under him with newfound fight. Itachi was older however, taller and stronger and he had no problem pinning the boy under him as he ravished his mouth. Then Sai got a hand loose and slammed it into his neck, knocking the air out of him. Itachi feel down over the boy and Sai heaved him away and let him fall to the floor. Sai was up in a second and off to Itachi's cloak, pulling out a kunai and expertly gripping it as a defensive weapon. Itachi got up after him, eying the boy and then the knife in his hand.

"Let go." he ordered like the master to a dog. Sai glared at him.

"No." Itachi snorted annoyed.

"This is a maze Sai. You'll never find your way out."

"I will find a way." Itachi rolled his eyes and cautiously came closer to him.

"Stubborn aren't you?"

"I don't know." said Sai, taking a step away from him, cornering himself against the wall. "Let me go." Itachi shook his head.

"And where would you go?" he asked, coming closer still. "There is no place on earth the Akatsuki can't reach." Itachi wasn't sure where his truths stopped and his lies began but he didn't care, couldn't care. "I will always find you." He grabbed Sai's wrist in the blink of an eye, they had a struggle and Itachi got the best out of him. "You're weak." he said, throwing the other to the floor. Sai glared defiantly at him. "You're pathetic." Itachi swirled the kunai he took from Sai around thoughtfully, considering what to do. Sai crawled away over the floor, never turning his back against him.

"Not as pathetic as you." he whispered, his teeth grinding frantically against each other. "Worthless piece of traitor-scum." Itachi snorted and came closer, watching him easily.

"I wasn't going to hurt you." Itachi hesitated a moment. "I'm sorry that I did." Sai glared at him blankly. Itachi shook his head. "This really isn't like me. I'm never this physical." They both fell silent, Sai sitting on the floor and Itachi standing naked in the middle of the room, only the swishing of the kunai piercing the air. The cold was getting to him, but Itachi couldn't move. Feelings like he would lose if he made the first move he stood against the shivers and his goose bumps, watching Sai watch him.

"It's not your fault," Sai eventually said and Itachi crooked a delicate eyebrow. "You can't expect much more personality from someone with such a small penis."

"By the way you focus on my penis I would say it has left quite an impression on you." Itachi answered calmly without any emotion. Sai blinked for a second, wrinkling his nose and betraying feelings of disgust.

"Don't flatter yourself." The corner of Itachi's mouth twitched lightly and he strode over slowly.

"Only you do this to me." he said and carefully reached out and stroked through the soft black hair. "Your presence..." Sai flinched away from him, and Itachi felt a pang through his heart. "I can't understand it either..." he mumbled, gripping harder and pulling Sai flush against his leg.

"I will bite you if –" Sai said with a hiccup; and Itachi knocked him over again.

"You must learn when to speak." Itachi said, staring in to those surprised pools. "You must behave pet."

"I'm no pet." Sai pitched in but Itachi ignored him and grabbed his hair again, jerking him up.

"I'm going to tell you the rules we have; and if you disobey them I will have to punish you." They stared into each other's eyes. "Any way I see fit." Itachi added slowly, putting extra weight on the words. Sai swallowed and opened his mouth to say something. "Ah aha!" Itachi warned, tilting his head. "You don't speak without my permission. Nod if you understand." Sai nodded after a second. "Good." Itachi petted his cheek. "If you want something you tap against something, like this," Itachi tapped his knuckles gently against the bed twice, creating a soft sound in the room. "To get my attention, then I will let you speak, if I'm not busy." They stared at each other for a moment. "Nod if you understand." Sai nodded again. "Good." Itachi let go and grabbed a pair of trousers, putting them on under Sai's watchful eyes. "You look beautiful." Sai frowned faintly with his head crooked to the left. Itachi nodded. "I think that will be your spot. On the floor by my feet." Sai thought for a second before he raised his hand and hesitantly knocked against the bed. The vision sent a shiver through Itachi's whole body. "Yes?"

"Where is my headband?" Itachi glared and slapped his cheek.

"No stupid questions!" he snapped.

"Is that another rule?" asked Sai and blinked up at Itachi's annoyed face.

"It is." he decided, crossing his arms and stared Sai down, waiting to see if he'd defy him.

"And how will I be punished should I ask stupid questions?" Itachi frowned.

"Perhaps I will make a repeat of what happened in the shower." Sai flinched and grew silent. Itachi thought for a second before he crossed his arms, realizing he was still holding the kunai as it cut into his arm shallowly. "Get up." he ordered, watching as Sai struggled up painfully. "Turn around." Sai glanced at him and turned; body rigid and unwilling. Itachi stepped up to behind him and took a hold of his neck gently. "Hands on the bed." Itachi saw pleased how his will went through and he placed his other hand at the small of Sai's back, letting the other shinobi feel the blade rest against his spine. Needless to say, Sai was very tense. Itachi liked the feeling as he carefully started rubbing his length against Sai's hip. He carried on for a while, getting hard due to Sai's carefully small, concerned movements. "I could hurt you, but I won't." He moved his hand into Sai's hair, massaged his scalp with clever fingers. "That deserves some kind of thank you, doesn't it?" Sai swallowed heavily.

"What do you want?" he asked lowly, as if the words hurt his throat coming out.

"Touch me." Easing up on his hold Itachi let Sai stand up again, turning him to face him. Sai had to tilt his head up to see his eyes and the moment felt almost perfect. Carefully cold fingers wrapped around him and he closed his eyes, moaning as Sai started pumping him. "Harder." Sai complied, turning his face away from Itachi and closing his eyes. When Itachi noticed this he forced the other's head back with a hold of his chin. "You will watch me. Always." He felt Sai's teeth grind together but Sai met his eyes before he peaked down on the task his hand was up to. Itachi grinned lightly and moaned. "That's good…" he mumbled and came as Sai did a curious thing with his fingers, dragging his thumb over Itachi's slit. His body tingled pleasantly as he let go of Sai and sat down in the bed. "Go take a shower." Sai tense muscles flexed as he stared at Itachi. Itachi ignored it. "You've been smelling for a while." Hesitantly Sai took a step away from the bed, sparing a glance at the door before he slipped into the bathroom, closing the door behind him securely.

It would take several hours before Sai stepped out again.

I am extremely curious as to what you think, review, please.
More chapters ahead. (Is it only me or do the fandom need more stories about Sai?)

Yours truly, Qayin.