AN- first off I want to thanks everyone who has reviewed on this story. In truth the reviews and support are the things that truly keep me writing. This story, at first, didn't seem that good to me, but now I'm trying my hardest on my chapters to try to at least make some people happy. Maybe…I'm not that sure.

Anyway, by next Thursday my summer vacation finally begins. And for me that's just time for back stabbing friends and loneliness within my 4 bedroom walls as I catch up on all my writing. And I mean I have A LOT to catch up on. So be warned that in the summer I'm probably going to update a lot of stuff…so like an Update frenzy of sorts.

Well enough of that back on this story! In fact it's back in Naruto's POV and in all truth…this chapter wasn't really feeling me around this time. I kind of feel like I failed this one and I don't even know why. I hope by in two chapters I'll be able in my streak.
Why did I say "In two chapters"? Well that's because next chapter goes back to the Akatsuki and what they're going through. But after that it goes back to Naruto's POV again. But one question I'm asking myself is, should I write it in 3rd person or write it in 1st with one of the characters. I'm thinking of Using Dei-Dei… I don't know. Anyway, Again thanks for everyone that reviews! It makes me happy.

So again REVIEW on this chapter please!
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I was sitting in my bed holding my knees. Well if you can really call it my bed and my knees. No, my dad hasn't broken my knees to make sure I can't run away (yet) but I mean, it doesn't even feel like my body anymore. And I know for a fact that this room doesn't feel like mine.

I mean my whole life doesn't feel like it's mine anymore and it gets kind of sad if I start to think that maybe the fantastic life that I had with the Akatsuki was just for show to. I mean think about it! They hid the fact that they were the ones who killed my mother. But that's not the only reason why I feel like my life isn't mine anymore. Let me tell you what hell I've been going through since I was taken back.

I was in shock. Such a deep shock that I didn't even know that I was in shock. I couldn't feel anything couldn't sense anything and I could hardly even see anything. And so you will know what an even greater shock it was when I finally recovered in 3 days and I was in excruciating pain. That man had sent his dogs to do his dirty work and beat the crap out of me while I was in no shape to even counter back or protect myself. And I would guess it might have been three days nonstop since I still had some bruises on my abdomen and it's already been 3 weeks.

I had bruises and cuts (probably from a punch or kick to hard) everywhere on my torso, But nowhere that wasn't able to be covered with clothes. That's how he worked. But even so it was the first time he actually hurt me so much. I swear most of the time it was just maybe like 2 punches for doing something wrong. But I guess that this time around it was for every day I was gone.

But that wasn't the only thing I've been going through. He put me back on that diet. Calling me a fat ass whore (supposedly I was sleeping with the Akatsuki as well) and how I needed to be thin and flimsy. He said if I was how I was I wouldn't be able to model. Well news flash, I don't want to model. In fact I don't even want to be in this god forsaken house, but as long as I am here (by force or not) he is going to force me to do whatever he wants. And since he just found me to make him cash I wouldn't be surprised if he would put his own son up for prostitution or something. Well I guess he would if it wouldn't be bad for his image if someone recognized me.

That's another reason why he is being violent. He doesn't want his son being gay, but that is probably the only thing I'm fighting him back on at this point. He wants me to marry this one chick from the Hyuga family. Hinata something or another. No way, not going to happen. As messed up and unlike me this sounds, I like dick, no other way to truly say it. And so every time I refuse the more brutal he gets physically, and with words, and the less he feeds me. In truth I probably haven't actually ate anything for 2 and a half weeks. And I'm just saying that because I'm not sure if I really ate anything when I was in shock for those 3 days.

And I'm not stupid enough to think that I could raid the kitchen, I have thought that, but then there's a problem. There isn't any food in that kitchen. He refused to buy food. But don't get me wrong, he does eat. He hired a new butler or…maid and she cooks for him. She was ordered not to give me anything and being the little slut she is she listened to his every word. I knew these type of maids. The ones that hoped to get in bed with the owner or part of the owners family just so that they could be rich.

It makes me more depressed, seeing how I haven't heard from Shin, or even heard if Shin is okay. My dad probably went right ahead and told the police about Shinrai and probably made up some shit to get him thrown in jail for all I know. I miss him…but do I miss the Akatsuki?

Geez who am I kidding! Of course I miss the Akatsuki. I may be a bit mad at them for lying to me but that doesn't stop the fact that they did help me. They cared for me…loved me. And Deidara…my Dei-Dei. I probably miss him the most. And you now those dreams I used to have? The ones about how I was my mom's killer? Those nightmares are gone. Well they were gone after I had it one more time and everything was clearer in it. The men in it didn't just have blank black faces. The Akatsuki fit into the few bodies that were in it. But the people I didn't see in the dream were Deidara and Tobi…I wonder why.

Anyway those nightmares are history. My new nightmares are filled with my desire. My want to leave this hell and just get out. Maybe to the Akatsuki, maybe to another country! My desire to be happy, with a boyfriend, maybe even husband, nowhere close to my father or his money. Yes, wouldn't my lfe be…perfect. And that's why there nightmares. Because it seems like I will never get that.

I felt sick and weak and I felt like I was stranded and I would never leave. I mean, I haven't ate anything, I barley sleep and I have a blaring headache. If I stood up I would probably either collapsed or puke up stomach acid (since there's nothing in there) I just wanted to leave. Especially what tomorrow is.

Winter break ends today (god knows why it was so long) and so the second semester starts tomorrow. Just in time for me to be forced back. Hopefully this means I will at least get out of the house, and maybe escape, or even better maybe it will mean I can eat breakfast or lunch in the stupid cafeteria. Only if I'm that lucky. And then there's the whole "everyone hates me" thing where everyone probably still hates me, which includes Sasuke.

But my dad's making me go, saying how I was out for months and he had to cover for me, saying that I was studying abroad or something. And how I can't afford to cause him anymore grief. Yeah I'm causing him grief.

"Fuck…" I said to myself and placed my head on my knees to try and stop the room from spinning. Not eating isn't good for you right? I mean it's not like I'm trying to give myself an eating disorder but it's not my fault. God I hate him.

"Yo! Fucker!" John's loud voice rang through the hallway making my head pound against my skull a bit more, "Your daddy wants to speak with you!"

"Tell tell him to go suck it!"

"Don't make me come and get you."

"Well I am sorry to say this but since I'm being starved to death I have no strength to get up so I wouldn't actually mind your lard ass picking me up instead of me having to walk." I said while rolling my eyes. I wasn't afraid to speak the truth since I was now back in this house. Either something I learned from Sasori or I just didn't care anymore for all the crap I went through already.

Sad thing is that that's exactly what the drone did. He came into the room, that was supposedly my bed room, even though I'm not sure if my life is even mine anymore, and picked me over his shoulder, not exactly helping my headache or twisting stomach, as he stomped down the stairs. He probably wasn't happy that I called him a lard ass but what can you do? I didn't struggle as he carried me, mostly because I literally couldn't struggle against his rough handling.

When he threw me onto the couch I grunted and gasped a bit, seeing those colorful spots for only a second. I need food…

"Naruto…tomorrow you are going back to Konoha High." Minato said to me unemotionally. He wasn't even looking at me! Just speaking while he continued to do paperwork

"Fine…"

"And you are going to act as if nothing happened over the last few months. If not then I will send those Akatsuki pests out of your life for good." He said and my eyes widened.

"Fine…" I whispered

"In two days you're going to be modeling for the first time in a few months for our new spring line of Nevar Moon." He said in the same unemotional tone.

"Fine..."
"And are you going to say anything other than fine?"

"Fine."

This caused him to glare at me with as much hate as he would any of his enemies. I just shot back my own glare and tried my best to fight the silent battle. But of course I lost by timidly looking away from his gaze.

He just huffed and wagged his hand signaling for the bastard guard to pick me up again to drag me to wherever I came from. He didn't care.

"Nice seeing you again." I said sarcastically when I was face to face with his ass.

"Shut up."

"Whatever floats your boat lard ass." I shrugged my shoulders as I was thrown into my bed room again. Landing on my bed with a short grunt.

My back was flat against my bed, letting my eyes wonder on my ceiling full of stars. Yes stars. You know those glow in the dark stickers you put on your ceiling. They've been stuck up there since I was a kid. And I mean even when my mom was alive. And it made me think of someone. More specifically, made me think of Deidara…I've been missing getting touched. By everyone. But mostly dei-dei. I miss being kissed being hugged. Hell I even missed being groped!

I am a teenage boy. I'm sort of surprised that I'm not overly hormonal…you know what that means. I mean I have had those feeling before and as embarrassing as it seems I have had my fair share of wet dreams. But that isn't the reason why I'm so needing to be touched. I just want some affection. And either way I would be way too weak to even think of…you know, touching myself?

I just want to leave here…I want to be hugged, kissed, touched and loved. Maybe since I'm going to school tomorrow ill have a chance to escape…

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"Nope, not escaping."

"What is that Fag?"

"Nothing…nothing at all." I sighed and closed my eyes as I walked out of the car with Zack and John on either side of my body.

For some odd reason my father had this insane idea that I would try to escape if I had gotten out of that hell. Where he got the idea I will never know. But anyway now I have these two escorting me here and from school. It's sort of good that these two bozos are actually too lazy to stay through the whole day to watch my back, because I know that they would if they were being watched. And you know what's even better! I at least got a piece of toast this morning! I know a lousy piece of toast but at least I have about maybe 2 hours of energy in me now.

I could feel people staring, or glaring at me as they saw me walking up with two body guards. Just perfect. They already think that I was studying abroad from my dad's dumbass excuse. And now I have these two…idiots making it look like I'm too good to be out alone. Just perfect.

"Have a nice day at school honey!" Zack snickered which caused me to glare at them.

"Shut up lard ass."

"I thought I was lard ass?" John said a bit uninterested.

"Would you like to be lard ass number 1 or number 2?" I rolled my eyes as he just pushed me in front of them being a bit pissed at me.

And then they were gone, letting me be the food to the hungry piranhas in this school. I could just begin to hear the whispers about my return. They don't know anything, just being gossip demons. School was always as bad at home and sometimes it was even worst. A lot of times it was because of Sasuke and his gang. Sasuke…oh god what was I going to do? I mean I know for a fact that he will probably try to beat me up or something but what's even worst is that he's related to Itachi… and he kissed me…

I sighed as I walked to the principal, getting many whispers around me. Then that ended in there being giggles and I could only guess what they were saying. Tsunade gave me my class schedule for this semester. After a quick thank you I had left her office and began to walk to my first class, clearly dreading it. It was Ibaki's class. He was strict. Extremely strict. Even if he was the history teacher. If you were late or ditching he would find you and in the end…no one actually knows what happens. The kids were never seen again or were too scared to tell the truth.

I was rushing toward is oak door when I was stopped. There was still a fair share of kids in the hallway. I mean it was maybe 5 minutes till class started. But that didn't mean that I wanted to be stuck in the traffic. Especially when all the kids were staring at me awkwardly then whispering to the person next to them. And for once I actually heard what someone was saying. What the rumor was about.

"Hey, you know why he went to study abroad?"

"No…why?"

"Because he's gay! Well that's what I heard. Anyway he went away to get to know himself better or get to know someone better I would guess." She snickered as she looked at me and I could only freeze. I totally forgot that Sasuke had told everyone that I was gay. I mean it still must be just a rumor going around school and some places because if it was truly clarified that Naruto Uzumaki was gay then it would be all over magazine covers and in news papers.

I sighed as I considered leaving school right now and trying to leave, but then I saw this mysterious man staring at me in the hallway. Not really mysterious since I knew who he was. He was a teacher and I bet you anything somebody ordered him to watch me in class. And that person I suspected would be my father. I sighed and walked around the corner, only to be dragged into a boy's bathroom. You don't really have to be psychic to figure out who exactly was doing this, well not really a psychic for me since I knew this room very well.

Sasuke held my wrist roughly as I was dragged into the bathroom and then grabbed by Shikamaru and Kiba. I only glared at the raven while his cold dark onyx eyes stared me down with the same intent.

"I'm kind of surprised you're back after what happened in that grocery store. You know when that guy threatened to kill me." Sasuke crossed his arms, "And now the gay boy is back in this school and no psycho to guard him."

"Back off Sasuke."

"Oh you got a bark now don't you? Do you also have a bite?"

"I'm sort of surprised you didn't say that to Kiba." I snarled and Kiba growled in response, tightening his grip on my forearm. I squeaked in some pain which only caused Shikamaru and Kiba to snicker. Neji was just lazily in the bathroom, his back to the door.

"Tell me honestly, Naruto, how turned on are you to be alone with 4 guys in a disserted bathroom. Everyone already knows your gay so no need to hide it." Sasuke wiped his thumb on my cheek.

"The real question is how turned on are you Sasuke, seeing how you did kiss me." I snarled, not really scared of him anymore.

"Shut up! I didn't do anything like that!" Sasuke yelled and slapped me, hard. Hard enough for it to echo throughout the tile room and instantly leave a red mark.

"Oh yeah, like that total lip lock was so not a kiss." I spoke back and rolled my eyes.

"Where the hell did you pick up talking back?"

I shrugged, "it could be from Hidan…" My eyes felt hot for a second remembering the jashinist …I never did get to see if he was alright, and I might never. I miss him…I miss everyone.

"Does it look like it truly matters?" Sasuke snapped.

"Sasuke…please let me leave. I don't want to be here…as of now I don't even want to be anywhere. I feel like this life isn't mine so if you would actually be kind enough and for once just let me go and live my pitiful life full of hate and sadness." I spoke softly to him and it became quite. No matter how much I have gotten used to this life so far since I got back and everything seems predictable, it doesn't stop the fact that I am miserable.

"Stop spreading crap around! I'm still pretty pissed that my punching bag left us." Sasuke snarled and I flinched. And then he did what I was waiting for. He punched me in the stomach, causing me to grunt in pain as well as yell in pain when he kneed me in my balls. No matter how girly a guy can get, it will always hurt being kneed in the balls.

If Kiba and Shika weren't holding me up roughly by my arms my knees would have collapsed from the pain. He again punched me in the stomach few times, and I was planning on taking it like a man and not start crying. And I succeeded. Well succeeded in a being a punching bag and just taking it. Not fighting back and just taking it, getting a bloody lip, that I know I'll pay for when I get home, seeing as how I'm supposed to do my father's bidding tomorrow and model.

Well I was just letting him go at it, gasping and grunting in pain, until he said something that changed my act of thinking.

"And now…fuck Itachi's a fag to! Disrespectable fucker!" He used his anger of his family even on me. And that's when I snapped.

Sasuke came back at me with a kick, but I counter attacked kicking him instead. Quickly biting Kiba, yes bite, so he will let go of me, then kicking them both in the balls, making sure they didn't get up. I stomped over to Sasuke who was getting off of the floor when I punched him square in the nose. I think I punched him enough to make it bleed, seeing as I heard a sickening crack.

I knelt down by him and grabbed his shirt collar.

"Now listen to me Sasuke, I may be weak, I know this, even with whatever little training I had with Kakazu and Hidan, and I may not have ate in a few days, but I will kill you if you say anything about Itachi. He's a better person than you ever will be you piece of scum." I spit in his face and stood up fully, huffing in completion.

I walked past the two males in the fetal position on the floor and to the door, which Neji's back was occupying. I glared at him, yet didn't have to say anything before he took a step away, allowing me through.

Now that that was done I felt…I don't know, accomplished? I mean I just fought back with my enemy, after I had gotten pretty badly beat up, but I eventfully fought back. I looked at the digital clock in the hallway and sighed, seeing that class was half way over I decided to sneak my way to the cafeteria. If I'm right they have study hall there right now. I could maybe get something to eat. The lunch lady always seemed to like me.

I made my way to the cafeteria, aware that I was being followed from the guy probably watching me for my father. But I didn't care. I was hungry and I don't care if I will have to steal something to eat. And after I eat I will find an unoccupied bathroom and clean up what I can of my cut up face.

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The day went more smoothly than I thought. Sasuke and them stayed clear of me, yet I could feel there glares at me as I walked down the hallway. It took me awhile before I figured out that sasuke wouldn't know that I knew Itachi. Wow, my mistake I guess. Anyway, The aid that was in the cafeteria saw how I was hurt and decided in giving me a chicken patty for free, saying that she would pay for it. After scarfing that down I ended up making it to the bathroom to clean up my lip. In truth it wasn't as bad as I thought and I could tell that if I hid it from my father then I would be okay for tomorrow. And all though I ate a little I was still starving and feeling as if I might collapse.

Like I was saying, after that incident, and if I block out all off the whispers around me, the day is still going smoothly. Even after Lunch. I found out that my dad doesn't have anything in my account so I was lucky when the lady gave me a sandwich. But I wasn't going to go ask her for more. I sat alone, like usual, but this time around I just took my pencil and started to draw in my notebook, trying to stop any thoughts on hunger. But then I got hungry for Deidara…seeing how the picture I made was him.

My classes have been going great. And guess what I figured out? That what Itachi and Sasori were teaching me was ahead of what these buffoons in school were on. So I already knew the stuff they were teaching in class! It made me happy seeing how I actually was smart for a change and knew almost all of the answers. And the teachers did seem impressed to. Yet they only thought I learned more for studying abroad…if only I would tell them that it was two people in their twenties that hadn't gone to college.

It was almost time for school to let out and so everyone was in the hallways. Me, being an idiot, forgot about my plan on waiting for everyone to leave the hallways before I would enter the danger zone of kids rushing out the doors to get to their buses, or to their girlfriends or boyfriends cars. Boyfriend huh…Deidara. Damn why can't I stop thinking about him! I probably will never see him again. Never see his blue eyes, his pale skin…his golden hair. It almost made me burst into tears.

I sighed sadly as I made my way through the crowd, being shoved every which way, until I finally made it outside to the front of the school. It was cloudy today, and I don't mean partially cloudy where there's clouds that look like marshmallows hanging in the sky, I mean the cloudy where the whole sky is gray and they are moving fast enough in the sky for you to actually watch them. It looked like it might have another storm, just fitting for my mood. It could either be snow, or rain, who knows. A storm is a storm.

There was a gust of wind that blew some dust into my face. Just perfect, another add in to my already fabulous day. I rubbed my eyes furiously until they were red and burning. How come I always end in doing that? How come anyone ends up rubbing their eyes out when something gets caught in it? It doesn't help anything does it? It just makes you feel worst.

I let out a long breath as my eyes readjusted too the light. They were blurry and annoying me fully as I looked around to see that most of the kids had already left home. Except for one group. Well I wasn't really sure if they were people from my school in the first place. My eyes to distort to tell. But what I did see was long blond hair…

I mean…it can't be. It can't be him I'm sure of it. But if it is him what am I supposed to do? Stand here like a goodie and wait for my precious guardians while if it is him I would let him leave? God if only my dreams were correct.

Before I could even go and comfirm my desire he turned around, or shall I say she, or shall I say bitch, turned around to let me see that it was only Ino.

My throat swelled and I could only begin to feel my eyes get blurry again in sadness when I remembered exactly where I was. I can't cry anymore. No matter how hurt I get, no matter how much I miss someone, or some people, I will not cry. I'm not a weak baby anymore. I can handle myself…

If I lie to myself that is.

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AN- Did I tell you I don't like the ending? I didn't? Well I don't. It just seems sort of crappy. Sorry about that.
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