SORRY for the long wait, I wanted to update this one simply because a kind reader reviewed and left a private message of an interesting pair I never thought of. So to "CopyCat511" thank you and I hope this came out well for you, You didnt tell me in what way you wanted it to be (rape, fluffy, lovey dovey...etc) so I hope this is good enough.

I'm sorry I don't know Obito very well or Madara I had read it all but I havent focused on their characteristics much so sorry if htey seem WAY off. This is before the Akatsuki was made, when Obito was just with Madara.

Summery: After being rescued by Madara and shown the true cruelty of the world by Madara himself, Obito finds himself angry and lost. What was he to do now, and what will Madara do with him?

Madara X Obito

It had not been long since Obito was rescued by his follow Uchiha, Madara. He had grown to him, having been saved by him, and grown with him, sharing passions and dreams. He was somewhat of a role model to him now, to think that the legendary Madara himself had taken him in and saved him. He was honored. But what now, seeing his love die, killed by someone he considered a 'friend' someone he gave his other eye to. He clenched his and fought back tears at the memory. He was alone in the dark room Madara had provided for him. He hated being alone, he hated when Madara wasn't around, he felt safe with him, sane and secured. He was the only connection he had to his sanity. His savior. The only thing keeping him to reality.

When Rin died, something inside him died too. He wasn't in love with Rin, Obito realized that his feelings of Rin were merely because she liked Kakashi, his rival. He developed them simply to be against Kakashi, even when he held no feelings for Rin. She was nice though, and sweet, and a good friend. He had lost a good friend, not a love. What makes matters worse, was Kakashi. With all this time alone, he came to this conclusion.

His feelings were towards Kakashi. A boy crush he reasoned. He was everything he wanted to be, almost everything. But now, he was out of his life completely. A part of him didn't like to admit that maybe, just maybe he still had some feelings. Whenever he would mention such things to Madara, he wouldn't allow it, he'd tell him he'd have to move on, and that he was just imagining it, and it was nothing more than boy love. Nothing more but a need to fill the void with something, anything.

Obito glanced at the door, hoping Madara would just walk in and distract him from these thoughts, these thoughts that make him doubt himself. Madara had rules, leaving the room, eating what and when, training, resting and so on. He was strict, and stern. Punishment would be taken place whenever appropriate. Like when rules are broken or not met. Whenever he rebelled. When he was younger it was spankings, and time outs, lashing on hands, and worse of all for him, was staying in his room alone the whole day. As he's grown there was no more time outs, but threats here and there to do this or that.

He remained staring at the door. He had failed miserably at training and tempered Madara, hence why he was all alone in the room. It was driving him inside, the dark, every corner holding a memory of the past, every shadow chaining him. He was shaking now, his eyes wide and trembling. Holding his head, he wanted to scream.

"M..Madara, please!" he gasped out a cry, a plea. "Anything but this, I c-can't!" Silence, nothing but the heavy breathing. Then finally, the door opened, and the light from outside shined through behind Madara. His long hair spiky as ever, his red armor wasn't on. He was merely in black pants and top. He looked down at the boy, who met his eyes. Obito's eyes were red from crying, and snot sliding down from his nose. His face turned red at the embarrassment that he had heard such cowardly words from him, it wouldn't have been the first time. Obito, feeling his proud, and feeling better now, stood up and looked down.

"Have you learnt your lesson?" Obito shivered as Madara spoke. His voice was deep and full of power, it made him weak to his knees. He merely nodded, not trusting his voice. He heard footsteps nearing him, knowing full well what he was going to get. A spanking. Madara grabbed his chin rather roughly and pulled his head up to him. Obito's eyes were watery as their eyes met, and he closed to quickly. Madara was taller, and stronger, and manlier, everything about him was better than Obito, and he felt like nothing compared to him, a measly bug. He hated how weak he felt, how insignificant he was compared to his teacher.

"You know the drill, clearly you haven't learnt enough. Go over to your desk and prepare yourself." He ordered harshly, giving a squeeze to his chin before letting go. Obito once again nodded, and shaky walked over to his desk. Clumsily he took his shirt and pants off, leaving his underwear on and bent over his desk. His body filled with goosebumps, and shivering from the cold air. Obito had a slender body, it wasn't thin nor was it buff, but it was lean, and toned in all the right places. He positioned himself and waited. He heard Madara behind him, simply there, not touching nothing. Obito closed his eyes tightly and jolted as he felt a cold hand on his bare hip. It sat there, stroking his sides and back to his hip, and soon after it pulled his underwear off, sliding it off his slender white hips down to mid thigh. Exposing everything to the man behind him. Once again Madara seemed to pause.

"Tell me again Obito, have you learnt your lesson?" By now Obito had a tear fall from humiliation, he could feel his member harden a bit, but thank goodness, it was so dark, and on the table that the man behind him couldn't see. He was embarrassed that he would react this way for such a situation. How low has he gone? Surely there was something wrong with him. He nodded his head to the man, hoping he noticed his head nod, and with that came the strike. It stung, it came fast, and hard. Obito let out a cry, his head throwing back at the unexpected it.

"Use you mouth!" Madara advised with an edge to his voice. Obito hung his head slowly, as tears fell, his legs and hips trembling at the blow.

"Y-yes Sensei..." Obito said so quietly.

"Once more, have you learnt your lesson?" The strike came again before he could answer his teacher, he clenched his fist, and cried out again, tears pouring down now. He was sweating and heating up, his hair a mess on his head, and he was tense. "I didn't hear you Obito" Another smack and another one, the noise echoing. He rubbed at his student's red cheek tenderly.

"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry f-for questioning- A-ah..!" Another smack interrupted Obito. "N-no m-more please!" He turned his head to try to look up at his sensei, tear filled face. Begging with his eyes. His teacher only looked back at his with cold eyes.

"Turn around" Obito's eyes widen. oh no, oh no no no, he couldn't not now, why now, why did he want him to turn now. He normally leaves and let's him dress first. He couldn't if he did, if he did then he'd see his hard on. "I said turn around, are you so eager for another spanking?" He held onto his should to pull Obito around, and he froze when he did. His eyes closed tightly and he stood there, with his manhood standing. Silence. And it dragged on for forever, Obito covered his face in humiliation. Suddenly he was thrown onto the bed, he let out a yelp as he bounced on the bed a bit, turning to see Madara taking his shirt off, revealing a hard chest. He climbed on top of a nervous Obito, who turned away closing his eyes tightly.

"Do you take me as a fool Obito?" He whispered into his eyes, and in result, Obito whimpered, and then gasped when cold hands wrapped around his manhood and pumped.

"A-a-ah"

"Answer me" He gripped tighter, and gave slow pumps, grazing the whole tip with his thumb each time he went up.

"N-nno A-ah" He refused to look at him.

"Then what is this?" He gripped painfully tighter on his member, and Obito throw his head back his hands fisted over his eyes and let out a painful cry. His boxers had slide down his ankle by now. He kept his hands on his face as he felt the tightness loosen from around his manhood, and fast pumping came after.

"I-I A-aaah...d-d-on't knnnn...ow" Obito finally replied. Suddenly his hands were pulled away and pinned above him, his eyes opened to met pitch black eyes. He was at the mercy of his man, this man that's taken him in, and he has yet to know why exactly. He closed his eyes, as tears filled his eyes again and slide down. Was he just a nobody to this man above him. Suddenly everything stopped, his hands weren't pinned and his aching erection, that was so close wasn't being touched. The man was still above him however, and so he opened his eyes, to meet Madara's eyes again.

"There will be a new punishment today" Madara took something out from his pocket that was like a ring, and slide it down his member base. "You are not allowed to come, till I let you" Madara opened Obito's legs wide apart, and grinded his hard on through his pants onto his student's. A smirk played on his lips as his students reaction and moans.

Obito was confused through all this, the moment he felt the man's rock hard, big erection onto his, he couldn't think anymore. It felt so good, he wanted to come, he was going to come, his moans slipped out, his body filled with a layer of sweat, his nipples erected shamefully. He was so close, but for some reason tears fell, he couldn't, he couldn't come, and he put two and two together. It was that thing around his erection, it was stopping him from coming. When he looked up at the man in front of him, he saw the smirk.

"I-I...I-I n-need...A-ahn...p-please" He saw the smirk grow wider. He leaned next to the boys ears.

"The punishment is going to last all night" Obito's eyes widen.

"N-no...n-no I-I Aah!" He stopped moving, and Obito laid there, panting hard, his chest raising up and down, his hair scatted on the pillow under him, his body trembling and his manhood twitching. The man licked down his neck, down to his nipples, and the boy underneath him gave a breathy gasp, tensing as a tongue licked his right nipple. Over and over, twirling that tongue around it and sucking the red nub. His left hand went for the other nipple, pinching it softly. Obito moaned, clenching onto the mans shoulders. Randomly he pinched hard, and Obito threw his head back, tears instantly falling again, and he cried out, his toes curling at the pain.

His teacher stopped and slide his hand to stroke his student's side. Up and down. He went down his body holding his knees now apart, looking at his student as he bit his inner thigh. He cried out again. He kept getting closer and closer this member but teasing and going around.

"P-please!" Obito tried. "P-please..." But he didn't, he kept teasing till finally he instantly swallow him whole, and when he did Obito clenched onto his head. rocking his hips into his mouth, but Madara held him, so he couldn't. Frustrating Obito.

Obito eyes widen, and he arches his back as he felt pain, something thrust its way into him, and it took him a moment to notice it was Madara's finger. It felt uncomfortable. He looked down to see Madara slowly slide his member out of his mouth, starting intensely at Obito. His member was oozing, and Obito winced in pain as another finger joined the first. Madara sat up straight, as he moved his fingers back and forth, using some of Obito's liquid to help with smoothness.

He stared at his student hungrily, the way he was under him, sprawled, and powerless. Under his mercy, it made his member twitch under his pants. He saw Obito's face turn from uncomfortable to somewhat good.

"AaaAH!" Obito felt a sudden wave of pleasure.

"Here?" And Madara rubbed at it again. Obito's saw flashes of white he wanted to come so badly, so very badly. His face was a mess, filled with tear and snot, with his bangs sticking onto him, he was sweating, and flustered. He hated how weak he felt under this man, but he couldn't help it.

Madara turned him over and slide down his pants, poking it at the boys entrance. He felt the boy under him tense, clenching tightly at the pillow, shoving his face into it and waited.

"Relax" Madara deep voice rumbled, as he slowly pushed into the tight boy's entrance, stretching it to fit his thick manhood. The boy didn't cry out, he let out whimpers and shook so hard, he kept tightening and trying to relax only to tighten again around his manhood.

"I-i-it h-hurts" The muffled voice underneath him said. Madara kept going deeper till he was balls deep before stopping. He held onto the boys hips tightly, and just stayed there.

"You need to relax"

"T-there's no way!" Obito cried back. "Y-you're too big!" Tears were soaking the pillow he desperately held onto for his dear life. His ass felt like it was ripping, and burning a bit.

"You'll get used to it, now relax" Madara stroked down the boys back and up to his hips, trying to distract his student from his size. He did that for quite some time.

"I-impossible" Obito struggled out into the pillow, then gasped when Madara became to pump his half dead member back to life, he moaned into the pillow, saliva slipping onto the pillow. Madara felt the boy loosen up, and paused before sliding back.

"A-Aaah!" Obito arched tensed again, but Madara kept moving, slowly, in a rythem, in, out, in, out, each in felt like it would taken forever to sink in, and each out took forever to feel empty. "I-I c-can't...A-ah...M-Madara senseiii..." And finally, he found it, that place. Obito cried out and arched his back again, his knees shaking to keep his hips up. Madara moved his hips faster, thrusting and each time hitting that place, and Obito went wild. His eyes widen, no longer shoved into the pillow, his body shuddered each time he rubbed against that area. His dick dripping, tears follow.

Madara flipped him over his back, held his ankle and shoved back into him hard, watching his expression. Obito covers his eyes with both his hands, his mouth opened, with saliva falling at the side, cries flew out of his mouth constantly, he didn't have time to close his mouth. Madara kept pounding, his speed and thrusts increased. The slapping noise, the grunts, and constant cries, skin to skin slapping, moans and creaking of the bed filled the room.

Madara fucked him all night, changing positions from side, to sitting up, going deeper and deeper, touching every part of his body. Obito pleaded and cried no more.

"Madara! S-sensei, I c-can't no more nooo aAAH, f-fuck" Madara stopped deep inside him, Obito looked at him, such a mess he was. "P-please...I-I want t-to come..." Madara pulled out, and thrust back in hard, and Obito cried out, whimpering. Madara moved slowly, and again picked up his pace, and finally, while pounding him into the possible broken bed now, he slowly releases the bound on Obito's dick. Obito cries for long and hard, jerking and shaking, as it kept coming, kept pouring as the man kept thrusting. He sprayed all over his chest and bed.

"I-it w-w-on't sttaaaaAAAhhpp" and with one last hard thrust and grunt, he felt his insides filling up with his Master's juice. His arms that were held back were let go, and Obito fell on the bed, he could feel the juices slipping out of his twitching abused hole. The moment his eyes closed he went unconscious.

He wasn't sure where his life was going, but he was thankful that he wasn't That the warmth of this body next to him was there. He didn't have to wake up to being left behind, even if he wasn't sure what use he was to this man. He knew, he just knew for some reason, he wouldn't abandon him, and forget about him like all the others.

...

The next time Obito woke up was that night, having slept the whole day. His body ached all over but he was cleaned and taken care of. Madara was no where to be seen either. A note was left on the bed side and he reached over for it, wincing at the movement of his body. He snatched it and read it.

I'll be off to buy some creams, when I come back I want you on your knees, spreading your ass cheeks for me.

Obito's face heated up, and turned read, his hair standing on its ends.

"Impossible!" He said out loud to no one.

"What exactly is impossible?"

"EEK!" Obito jumped at the voice of his master at the door.

"I'm sure I was quite clear in the note Obito"

"There's no way-" He was flipped in an instant. "A-ah! I-I can't sensei!" Madara took his harden erection out, and smeared the cream he got all over it and pushed it into the swallow sore hole of his student slowly.

"This is for you disobedience, next time you do as I say" He was hilt deep and Obito was trembling.

"Y-y-yes sensei..."

...

Obito needed him, he didn't care if maybe he was being used to actually needed too, Madara was the only link he had to reality, without him he'd be lost to oblivion. Madara kept fucking him, kept punishing him in different ways, it drove him mad till he forgot everything. He forgot about his village, 'friends', his 'love', the past, all he could think of was Madara, and what he was going to do.

He finally broke him.