Naruto POV

Wonder what's taking Pervy Sage so long. Didn't he say we would meet here at dawn? Ugh! Did he ditch me for another bar?! Just as I though this, a figure seemed to start walking up the hill. "Per- who are you?" I thought it was Pervy Sage, but I guess I was wrong. Who is that guy?

"Naruto, come with me quietly. If you struggle, it'll only hurt you more," said the figure.

"Never! What did you do to Pervy Sage! Don't go near me! Get away!" I slowly looked at his face to see who it was and it was- Sasuke? No! This guy is way older! Does that mean, this is- Itachi?! Just as I realized, my eyes caught his and then I wasn't there anymore. I was somewhere else. It had a warped atmosphere. Is this from the sharingon?

"Naruto, you just had to struggle, didn't you." He seemed to be regretting whatever he did, but that didn't stop him from continuing.

(A/n: for all those people out there that are triggered by rape or ItaNaru, get out now or forever hold your peace)

He came closer, I couldn't move. Slowly, with each step he took, more of him popped up.

After what seemed like 10 minutes, he got over to me, with just about 1000 of him surrounding us. He started touching me. I don't like it. Don't touch me! Get your hands off me Itachi! I tried to say all of this, but my voice wouldn't come out. I was scared. I was helpless. And unless someone comes, I'll be stuck here forever! Where are you Pervy Sage?! Save me! All I could do was deal with what was happening to me. Suddenly, one of them started grabbing bellow the belt, and started massaging it. It felt good. Why we're they making me feel good? What are they doing? Just as I finished my thoughts, someone squeezed the same place that was being massaged while someone else stuck something into my butt. It was wet. Really wet. And thick.

Somehow, I was able to look behind me, and what I saw was, and Itachi, with his pants down, and his big dick in my ass. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! They're raping me! That's what they're going to do! They're going to rape me! How long? How long do you plan on making this go on, Itachi? Now I understand why your brother hates you so much. Someone, anyone, SAVE ME!!!!! No matter how many times I tried, I couldn't do anything and was continually raped. It felt like months, maybe years. They raped me, beat me, cut me up, nearly killed me, and continued this cycle again and again.

After what felt like 10 years, he started asking me questions. "Naruto, do you remember what you were doing before this?" Huh? "Do you remember your teacher?"What's he saying? It's been so long. I don't remember. "Do you remember your name?" Wait what? "Do you remember what you were?" Huh? I DON'T UNDERSTAND!

I was finally able to talk, "i-i'm Naruto Uzu- I don't remember. I-i was a-a. What was I again? Who's my teacher? Wouldn't that be you? You taught me of this suffering, so should I call you sensei? And, I don't understand your first question. Haven't we been doing this for 10 years? How could I remember doing something before this?" I struggled to get my words out, but the all came out.

"Disregard your name. You no longer need it. And call me, and anyone else you meet from here on, Master. I did teach you, but your lessons are not finished. And we haven't been here for 10 years. It's actually only been 10 days. We've been doing this in your head so your body won't have a scratch." Master said all of this with a regretful face. Did he, did he both want to do this to me? Or is that just my imagination? For the first time in a very long time, I saw the real world. It was scary to be back after so long. And it seemed, Master felt sick, because a person I didn't see before was holding him. Now, this man was staring at me intently. I tried to move, thinking I wouldn't be able to, but I was! My arms and legs were bound, but the rest of me was unscathed and able to move. I wanted to run, but I knew that would bring me more pain. So I stayed. And I waited. I guessed that we were on a merchant wagon, seeing as neither I nor Master could walk. Wherever we were going, I knew, it would become my new home.

Suddenly, a thought came to me. Did I ever really have a home to begin with? I don't have a name anymore, so did I have a home?

Hey everyone. There's chapter 1, typed and done. I hope you like it. I'mma get started on the next one ASAP cuz I'm liking this story, and, well, I hope you do too. Anyways, vote, comment, and share.

Caoi