AN: Hello people of Fanfiction! I'M BACK! I am submitting this chapter by my pool and believe me when i saw it is SO hot and humid out here! My goodness! But off of that, I'm so glad that I can finally post this new chapter after, what? two weeks? Well, too long anyways, I've finally finished unpacking so i now have plenty of time to get you all your druggies on time! So, enough with the blabbering, on with the new chapter! And please dont hate me for this one! {Runs back inside to the air conditioning}

Note: Suna Akurei, Hyūga Hisae © Anna Uzumaki

Pairing(s): Naruto/Sasuke With: Neji/Gaara, Shika/Kiba, Sakura/Lee, Kakashi/Iruka, Hinata/Shino, Ino/Choji, Kankuro/Hana, Temari/Tenten, Jiraiya/Tsunade, Itachi/Kimimaru, Suigetsu/Sasori.

Warning(s): Yaoi, lemon(s), sexual content (Duh!), slight nuggets of OOC-ness (bear with me), adult language, blood/gore, angst, drama & slight child abuse.

Disclaimer: Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto

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Chapter Six

Flashback: Summer Festival- Part III

"Nnnn-mph!" I tried to scream, which only rewarded me with a hard swift kick to my side followed by a stomach turning snap. I've never had any broken bones, but in that moment I was sure I now had a broken rib.

"Shut the hell up twerp!" Madara yelled after he kicked me.

"Let's get going before you kill them ahead of schedule." Yashamaru-san told him and then shook his head. He grabbed a bag from off the buggy and headed down a narrow path, that lead deeper into the forest. I could then hear the fireworks start, I sat there still staring at Gaara and he was still staring at me, 'I wonder if that's how scared I look.' I thought to myself and as if he could read my mind, he nodded. At that simple nod, I couldn't help but to cry even harder.

"Ah, looks like the show has begun," Madara said, "They had to have realized that their brats are gone by now, don't you think?" He continued.

"Probably, but the boss said he'd delay them…. We should still hurry, come on." Yashamaru said, forget the honorifics now, I have no more respect for this man.

The man named Madara then roughly pulled Gaara and me to our feet, and practically dragged us down the uneven path, the man walked too fast for us to keep up, so we tripped and fell often. He must have been frustrated with our falling because he soon tossed us over his shoulders' and my broken rib throbbed in protest to the movement, I tried to fight him off while I was on his shoulders but he instead let me and Gaara drop to the ground, then backhanded me when I tried to stand up.

"Shit, Yashamaru this brat is putting up too much of a fight. Shouldn't I just knock the little fucker out?" Madara seethed at him, while glaring at me.

"No! Must you be so rough? Lest you forget we need them conscious for this, just… put up with him a little while longer and if we have enough time, I'll let you have a little fun with him." Yashamaru told him, I don't know what fun meant to him, but I'm sure it would result in me being hurt even more. 'Please, someone hurry and save us!' I silently pleaded.

"Now that's more like it, if that's the case, I'll put up with the little twerp. What about your nephew?" Madara asked excitedly and turned to Gaara, who never took his eyes off of me.

"…..I'll think about it." He said without even turning around, "Now hurry up, we're almost there." He continued.

Madara only nodded and yanked us back onto our feet and continued taking us down the path until we reached a bit of a clearing, the moon was full and shining, effectively lighting up the area. I could faintly still hear the fireworks going on as we walked across a small bridge and stopped, the bastard Madara then threw us to the ground again and I couldn't help but to let out another muffled cry as I landed on my undoubtedly broken rib. I was in so much pain, that I felt as if I might pass out but I did not want to leave Gaara awake by himself, he had been quiet the whole time and I was thankful because I didn't want him to get punished like I was for acting out. However, his tears never once stopped flowing down his horrified face.

"Alright, you can take the gags out of their mouths'." Yashamaru instructed.

Madara complied and roughly pulled the gags out of our mouths'. I wanted to scream immediately but decided against that reaction, I didn't want to risk having another broken bone. However, that wasn't the case with Gaara he quickly and frantically began talking.

"Uncle! Why- what are you doing to us!" Gaara cried.

"Gaara…. I have to do this, I just need you to be a good boy and do as we say." Yashamaru told him, his voice void of all emotion.

"But uncle-" Gaara began to say but was backhanded by Madara, which most likely caused him to bite the inside of his mouth, because bright red blood spilled out the side.

"You brats need to learn how to shut the hell up!" Madara yelled. I couldn't help my reaction at what he did to Gaara.

"Stop!" I yelled and staggered up and swiftly hit him between his legs, which brought him to his knees with a curse.

"Shit! You fucking brat!" He yelled at and punched me in my stomach, which knocked the air right out of me. I fell to the ground gasping and gripping my stomach, he hit me right near my broken rib, I cried loudly and hardly registered that Gaara crawled over me in a protective crouch.

"Stop it! Stop hitting him you monster!" Gaara yelled at him, I've known Gaara basically my whole life and I've never heard him sound or look this angry, he was usually so quiet.

"Oh, so you think I'm a monster 'eh?" Madara said as he slowly straightened back up, "Before the night is over, you two will see what real monsters are!" He continued yelling at us.

"Madara, silence. Now bring them over here." Yashamaru instructed him.

Madara did as he said with a grunt and sat us up against two hard rocks, but now that I looked around, I could tell we were on temple grounds and the two rocks we leaning against were actually two fox statues. I faintly remember seeing them somewhere before, but I cannot remember where, my just didn't seem to want to remember anything tonight. As I turned to look back at Yashamaru, he was lighting various sized candles' and had two long needles beside him, along with some kind of red and black liquid. Was that ink?

"Now Gaara, Naruto, I'm going to explain some thing's to you, listen carefully. Have you two ever heard of the yellow fox spirit Keaton and the red fox spirit Akai no Kitsune?" Yashamaru asked us, did he really expect us to answer? And when we didn't he just continued, "Well, tonight we are going to try a little experiment. It will be painful, but not for long, this experiment requires a live sacrifice for each fox spirit." He told us and I automatically felt sick to my stomach, Gaara and I were going to die and for what? Some experiment!

"Why us?" I asked through my pain.

"Because you two are the youngest of the royals, our boss had asked for-" He began to say but cut himself off and shook his head, "This experiment requires young souls." He continued with an exasperated sigh and ran a hand through his sandy blonde hair.

"Yashamaru, enough babbling, let's get this over with. I want to have fun with Minato's brat before the other royals find us." Madara said and sat down on a stone step.

"Right, now Gaara, you're first. Just remember that I love you very, very much." He said and then grabbed Gaara by his cape, which all royals wore outside of the castle, and placed him in the center of all the candles'.

"No! Leave him alone, don't do this!" I yelled and tried to get up, while keeping my arms awkwardly around my stomach because my hands were still tied, due to that I couldn't catch myself as I fell forward.

"Madara, you can have your fun with him now while I prepare Gaara, just don't hurt him much more, alright?" Yashamaru directed to him.

"Hahah, now this is more like it!" Madara chuckled and came to stand over me, I instinctively flinched away from him when he reached down and picked me up by my collar.

"Now just listen to me brat, do as I say and you won't get any more broken bones." He seethed at me. I turned my face away from him to look at Gaara and saw his uncle holding the needle with the red ink on it to the left side of his forehead.

"Now Gaara, don't be mad at me. If you're going to be mad at anyone, be mad at Karura, if it hadn't been for her marrying, I'd have been king!" Yashamaru yelled at Gaara and stabbed the needle in his forehead. Gaara closed his eyes tightly and let out a blood curdling cry, I turned my head away and cried silently.

"Now open your mouth brat." Madara instructed me, and then proceeded to slap me extremely hard when I just glared at him, "I said open!" He yelled at me and yanked me by my hair again. I opened my mouth in pain, only to have something long, thick and warm shoved in it. I tried to gasp, but that was impossible, so I opened my eyes to see that he had his… dick in my mouth. I reflexively bit down a little and that was the wrong thing to do, because he then fisted my hair harder.

"Don't you dare bite or I'll break your fucking jaw!" He shouted at me, I tried my best to block his voice out, but I could still hear Gaara screaming and…. fireworks. Madara thrust himself into my mouth over and over again, every time he thrust into my mouth I could feel him hit the back of my throat and it made me gag uncontrollably. I cried and he thrust, Gaara screamed and he thrust, the fireworks rumbled and he thrust over and over, this went on for I don't know how long, it seemed like an eternity. Madara suddenly started to thrust even harder and faster into my mouth and down my throat, the pain that followed was unexplainable with each thrust he made.

"Fuck! I wish we didn't have to sacrifice you brat, otherwise I'd keep you all to myself and fuck your skillful little mouth every day. You're so fucking good with this little mouth!" He groaned and picked up his pace even more, I wanted to throw-up so badly at what he said, but every time he hit the back of my throat the sensation to do so faded. My throat was starting to feel numb and, once again, I honestly thought I'd pass out only this time would be from the lack of air. As he thrust into me one more hard time, I then felt and tasted something thick and salty go down the back of my throat, which I had no choice but to swallow as he held my head firmly in place.

"Fuuuuck!" He shouted, as the thick liquid pulsed down my throat and then threw me to the ground, I gasped for air and heaved but nothing came up. As I coughed and grabbed my throat, which felt like it was on fire, I looked over at Gaara he had blood gushing down his face and was still being tormented by Yashamaru.

"Stop!" I tried to yell, but my throat hurt so bad, all I could manage was a harsh rasp.

"Do not worry Naru-kun he's almost finished with him." Madara said using my name as other close royals only did as kneeled beside me, then lifted his mask to reveal his mouth and licked my face where I was still drooling. This man disgusted me to no end and hearing him use my nickname I just knew I've met him at some point, but my mind was now too scrambled to even attempt at remembering.

"Don't touch me!" I rasped again and smacked his hand away, he still had his mask lifted just above his mouth and smirked at me.

"I wouldn't try to talk if I were you, it's just going to hurt the more you try," He laughed at me, I just glared at him knowing he was right, "Besides… I'm not done with you just yet." He continued and slid his mask back into place.

He then grabbed me by my arm and turned me away from him, only to pin me to the ground and swiftly pulled my pants down to my ankles. My mind must have gone into overdrive at that point, because so many actions were flitting through my head the moment I felt something slide in between my butt. I struggled fruitlessly in an attempt to wriggle away from whatever he was planning to do to me next, but like before, when I struggled he pressed on my broken rib and I stilled my movements, only to scream loudly from the pain.

"Stop! Get off of me, get off!" I shouted, only to have it come out muffled because my face was pressed into the hard ground.

"You never know when to shut up do you Naru-kun? Now, this is gonna hurt… a lot." Madara practically growled at me and just as he said, I then felt like I was being torn in two as he… entered me? I'm not even sure how that was possible. He roughly and quickly thrust into my backside and hissed, for a moment I couldn't see anything but darkness as the pain and shock consumed me, but that soon passed as he withdrew from me, only to quickly thrust back into me. This new pain was far worse than the broken rib, I don't know how I was able to pay any attention to what was happening, but I vaguely felt something running down my inner thigh and as I struggled he ran his hand over the wet place on my thigh and brought his hand to my face. Blood, I was bleeding? And yet, somehow, that didn't seem to sink in. I felt numb as he continued to ram back and forth into me.

"Look at this brat this is your blood, this makes it easier for me to fuck your cute little ass." Madara grunted at me and proceeded to put his bloody fingers in my already sore mouth.

"Mmn-ff!" I gagged as he stuck his fingers down my throat.

"Un, damn little Namikaze! You're such a good fuck!" Madara hissed as he his movements became faster and faster, the entire bottom half of my body felt as though it was on fire and I didn't want to leave Gaara awake by himself but I couldn't take it anymore as I began to pray for unconsciousness to take over my mind. But it never came, instead Madara let out yet another low growl and his movements became forced and jerky, until he paused behind me and I felt the same liquid warmth spill into me. As he panted slightly over me, he pulled himself out of me and the resulting movement burned me even further and left me gasping for air. Had I been holding my breath the whole time? I couldn't breathe and each harsh intake of air burned.

"Now, wasn't that fun brat?" Madara chuckled and yanked my pants back up to my waist.

"Don't touch-" I tried to say before I was consumed by a torrent of coughs. 'Mother, Father…Where are you?' I thought as the numbness subsided and the pain came back in full force. As I lay there feeling broken and in so much unbelievable pain, I heard Yashamaru finally speak.

"There, now the first pain is over Gaara." Yashamaru smiled and put his hand on Gaara's head. I then uselessly tried to get up and run or crawl over to him, ignoring the pain that soared through my body, but Madara stepped on my cape and I fell backwards.

"Yashamaru, hurry it up! I don't think the boss will be able to stall them forever," He shouted to him, "And I'm done with my toy." He continued sounding smug and I'm fairly certain that under that stupid mask he was smirking at me.

"Right, bring Naruto over here now." He told him.

Madara then dragged me by my cape over to where Gaara was, he then picked him up by his collar and tossed him behind me. I quickly turned to crawl over to Gaara, he was crying quietly and had his hand over the bloody spot on his forehead. I reached over to him, ignoring the pain flowing through me, he then snapped his eyes open and grabbed my chest, it was then that I saw the red tattoo on his forehead it was written in kanji that meant: 'love, how ironic'. I thought and pulled his head to my chest. As soon as did though, Madara yanked me up and put me in the middle of all the candles'. I was soon face to face with Yashamaru, he now had another needle in his hand except this one had the black ink on it.

"Open his shirt." Yashamaru instructed Madara.

"Hmph." he huffed and took out a knife, then proceeded to cut the top part of my royal garb open down to the bottom. I was too scared and too numb from the pain to even put up a fight, so I just sat there, until Madara slammed me down on my back and held my hands above my head. Yashamaru then pinned my legs' under his and put the needle to my stomach, right near my navel.

"Now Naruto, I know you've been through a lot of pain already, Madara can be quite ruthless at times, but I'll try to do this as quickly as possible." Yashamaru informed me and actually chuckled.

"Uncle stop!" Gaara suddenly yelled and ran over to grab his arm that had the needle in it. He looked at Gaara and smiled slightly, then drew his arm back and tossed Gaara across the ground. He slid into one of the fox statues, then curled up and began to cry again.

"I-I'm sorry, Naruto, I c-can't help you." He cried.

"It is okay Gaara," I tried to smile through my pain and tears, "Our parents will be here soon." I told him, I fervently hoped I was right. However, I wondered if I would make it, even though it was summer I was beginning to feel very cold and lightheaded, and I felt as though I was sitting in a puddle of water. 'When did I sit in water? It-it can't be blood? No, this is too much wetness for that.' I thought and tried tiredly to place the wet feeling on my butt.

"Yeah, they'll be here when it's too late." Madara added and laughed.

Just then, with no warning, I felt a sharp stabbing pain on my stomach. I looked down to see that Yashamaru had begun to tattoo a swirl on my stomach, which ironically, reminded me of my family crest. I screamed and writhed in pain, but I could not move because I was pinned by the two sadistic kidnappers.

"Now, I know this hurts Naruto, it very well should. This is acid based ink, when it comes in contact with human flesh it brings the blood to the surface. That is why Gaara is bleeding so much an ample amount of blood is needed for this ritual to take place. Though, from what Madara did to you, you're already bleeding quite a lot." Yashamaru told me as he ended the swirl, only then to put five more detailed marks around it. This pain was far worse than the broken rib, the sore throat, the pain on my face and lower half. I was really surprised that I had not fainted from all the pain yet, though I could feel that I wasn't far from it as the edges of my vision began to blur.

"There, done," Yashamaru said and stood up to look down at me, "Gaara, come here." He continued and looked at him. He had his hand back to his forehead and just glared at him.

"Come over here or I break another one of this brat's rib." Madara threatened and jabbed me in said broken rib, I cried out in pain and looked at Gaara who hastily got up and ran over to me.

"Good, now we can begin with the ritual." Yashamaru said and smiled.

They then proceeded tied us both to each one of the fox statues and picked up some scrolls, they then positioned themselves in front of us. Madara stood in front of me and Yashamaru stood in front of Gaara.

"Now, we will begin the most painful part of the ritual. What will happen is that we will summon the fox spirits into you two. Gaara, I will summon the yellow fox into you and Naruto, Madara will summon the red fox into you. Then once your eyes turn the color of the foxes, oh, Naruto you will also show the whiskers of the red fox on your face, that red fox is a real demon," Yashamaru told us and then laughed, "As I was saying, once your eyes turn the color of the foxes, we will end the ritual with your sacrifice." He continued and smiled.

This was it, we were going to die. No one had come to save us, I felt so many emotions inside me and I honestly couldn't decide on which one I felt the most. Maybe sorrow, I'd never be able to see Sasuke again or my parents and friends. I looked over to Gaara and the blood on his face, he look at me and gave me the saddest smile I have ever seen, I tried to return it, but it felt mangled. I'm sure his felt the same way to…. and then it began, so much indescribable pain soared throughout my body, Gaara and I both screamed loudly as they began chanting.

My whole body felt as if it had erupted into flames, searing pain, that's all I could comprehend. I was completely submerged into an abyss of pure agony and I was all too positive that Gaara was feeling the same crippling pain. After what seemed like an eternity of torture, I heard Madara speak.

"They're eyes' are beginning to turn." He said. As soon as he uttered those words my eyes literally felt as if they were on fire as well. I screamed even louder, and then heard Gaara cry louder as well. Just then, I felt as if something cut me across both of my cheeks, this pain was horrible it was like salt in an open wound, that had been soaked in acid and lit on fire. It was indescribable. So much pain, when would it stop?

"The whiskers are there now, be ready to sacrifice on my signal Madara." Yashamaru said. It was then, somehow through the searing pain, that I realized who Madara was and where I knew him from. Uchiha Madara, he was Sasuke's uncle. I met him for the first time just last year, when I was introduced to him he smiled sadistically at me, which immediately crept me out. Why would he and Yashamaru do this? And who was this 'Boss' they occasionally brought up? However, these thoughts were soon pushed to the back recess of my mind as the pain grew to even higher levels, how that was even possible I did not know.

I could then feel something warm running down my face, I had been crying non-stop this whole time, but this liquid that flowed now I knew was not my tears. It was more blood. The burning I had felt on my cheeks really had cut me, I turned my head to look at Gaara for what was most likely the last time, I saw that he was staring at me with shock and pain in his eyes', which were horrifying, they had turned yellow in the middle and black around his irises. I'm sure I had the same expression as he did, as I stared at him I finally felt myself slipping away from reality and closed my eyes'. I still heard the fireworks, and then…. Barking? And people yelling Gaara and my names.

"Shit! Now Yashamaru!" Madara cursed. "But just in case…" He continued. I then felt something cover my ear and heard Madara's voice, "If you somehow survive this Naru-kun, you will not remember my presence of being here." He whispered and licked my ear before uttering a quick chant, and with that I only remember Yashamaru and…. Someone else, who was it?

"I know…. I'm truly sorry Naruto, and I Love you Gaara." Yashamaru said to someone.

I Then heard a growl, followed by a swear and then a gun shot. Before I lost consciousness, I thought I heard my parents screaming my name again.

AN: Soo? Do you hate me now or still love me? Harsh I know, but I warned you all! {Didnt I?} Well, since it is SO freaming HOT out here {and its already 9pm} I am going to run back to the safety of my house and begin setting up the next chapter! And next time I will have it up on time, exspecially since summer school is over for my college! BANZAI! So, intil next time! Ja ne, And as always, REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!

Please note: Suna Akurei, Hyūga Hisae are mine, well my versions of Neji, Hinata and Gaara's parents names. But mine none the less.

- Anna Uzumaki