Warning-mentions of forced oral sex, and abuse.

I don't plan for rape to be a part of this story, so don't worry there.

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A scream shattered the silent little house as a small ten year old girl bit down on the piece of hard flesh that had been shoved into her mouth, hard enough to draw blood and an angry howl from the man that her uncle had brought home for her to pleasure so that he could get some drugs. The guy staggered back a little bit-or at least he was trying too, but she refused to unhinge her jaw enough to allow the action, instead choosing to bite down even harder.

Secretly hoping that she'd bite the dirty thing off of the man's body when she felt a foot connect with the side of her head. She yelped and went down hard, rolling across the floor a few feet before slamming into the wall and laying there coughing, crying and sobbing as she tried to push herself up, but could'nt.

Her head hurt so damn badly, and everything was spinning. Did he damage something? Naru wondered as she tried again to pick herself up off of the floor again and was stopped when her uncle stomped across the room and grabbed her by her hair and threw her into the wall a few feet away.

She sailed through the air like a rag doll and slammed into the glass covered picture on the wall with enough force to knock the breath from her lungs as she crumpled to the floor in a heap among the broken glass and tried desperately to breath past the pain. But it was difficult for her since she had never really experienced pain like this before.

Not even when her uncle had brought some of his drinking buddies home with him and let them practice their karate moves on her. Not even when they had broken her arm, three of her ribs and punctured one of her lungs and left her to drown on her own blood. No. This was an entirely new level of pain. And if she didn't get up and run right now, she might lose her will to live once her uncle and his friend finished with her.

"You damn filthy little bitch..." Her uncle growled as he stalked over to her, she lifted her head to look at him with pain glazed violet eyes and flinched when he reached for her again, knowing that he was going to hurt her even more badly than she already was "Get over there and spread your legs like your whore of a mother!" He snarled as he grabbed her by the back of her night shirt and lifted her slightly and started to drag her across the room.

She kicked and flailed around, she clawed at the top button on her shirt and tried to unfasten it so that she could slip out of the shirt and run down the hall to the door, but she couldn't get the button to slip through the loop. She choked and blinked back tears as she was let go and punched in the side of the face, her small body jerking violently to the side as dark spots danced in her vision as blood filled her mouth.

She lay on the floor panting and shaking when she felt someone (her uncle, she supposed) grabbed her and lifted her upright so that she was sitting on her knees on the floor in front of his freind who was staring at her with murderous intent, his swollen and bloody cock still hanging out of his pants and for some insane reason Naru started laughing. It wasn't that the situation was funny, not in the least, this situation sucked ass in a big way.

But still, she was hysterical, the tears and the laughter showing her current state of mind.

They were going to kill her this time, she just knew it, yet she couldn't stop herself as her uncle's friend moved to try and put his cock back into her mouth, obviously he was too drunk or stupid to realise that she'd bite the fucking thing off this time, and was preparing herself for the worst when suddenly both her uncle and his friend were thrown to opposite corners of the room and someone wrapped their arms around her and picked her up.

She wrapped her arms around the neck of the person holding her and begged them not to let her uncle and his friend touch her again. She felt a small hand on her back and trembled that much harder as the person holding her made soft hushing sounds and tried to calm her as he-

She blinked through her tears. The person holding her was a boy? A boy about her age if the size of his hand was any indication at all. What was a boy doing in her uncle's house? Had he broken in to steal form him or something? Cause if so he would be terribly disappointed to find that her uncle had nothing of value aside from her. And she wasn't in the mood to fuck around with anyone.

Kakashi had been shocked when he and his father had appeared in the little girl's home and listened to the sounds of crashes and thudding coming from down the hall and had gone to investigate. He had seen the little girl as she had been struck by one of the men in the room before she had been dragged upright and started laughing hysterically.

He had been shocked by the sudden spark of anger that had uncoiled in his chest and had been equally stunned by his father when he had flashed himself across the room and grabbed both men and flung them away from the girl, allowing him to run up and grab her.

He cradled her against his chest as he carried her out of the living room and back down the hall to her bedroom and quickly stepped inside and closed the door and locked it just in case she tried to get away form him in her current state of mind. Because she might do something stupid and hurt herself. He walked over to her bed and gently put her down and carefully extracted himself from her grasp and then grabbed a blanket from her bed and started to use it to cover her when he noticed that it was practically thread bare and snarled.

That sorry son of a bitch down the hall had better die fast. Cause if he didn't, Kakashi would kill him for reducing the helpless girl to this state of shock.

"Hey, hey, hey, pretty girl..." He knelt down in front of her and grasped her small hands and looked up at her with sad eyes. Gods how could one of the most evolved species in all of creation, be so damn cruel to it's own young? He just didn't understand.

She didn't respond to him. She just sat there staring strait ahead, her small body shaking violently as she sobbed. Kakashi's heart ached for her, really it did. And he kept telling himself that it was the only reason that he was still sitting in the room with her when the screaming started down the hall.

She jumped and tried to jerk her hands free and run, but he held tight and when she kept jerking at her hands he changed tactics and yanked her down off of the bed and wrapped his arms around her and held her against him, trying once again to calm her as he alternated between rubbing her back and talking to her in soft tones as she cried against his shoulder.

He wasn't sure how long he sat there holding her, nor was he sure how long his father took to finally kill the two bastards since it sounded like he was torturing them. But inevitably the door to the room opened with a soft click and his father's frame filled the door. The girl buried her face against his shoulder and tried to stifle the whimper that escaped her throat as Kakashi turned his head to look at his face's face and felt the blood in his veins turn to ice.

He had never seen such a look on his father's face before. That dark look that was filled with so much anger, hatred and rage that it shook Kakashi to his very soul as he watched his father use the back of one hand to wipe away the blood spattered across his right cheek before saying. "It's time to go Kashi. Bring the girl. She'll stay with us for a while."