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Silver sat perched above the pulsing mass below her. She sat on a balcony well above the creatures that had been citizens of New Racoon. She wrinkled her nose, disgust passing over her features, this was all Umbrellas fault. She sighed and rubbed her hand over her face. Golden bird eyes watched the sky now, as she stood up. She was clad in an interesting outfit to say in the least. A black top that tied behind her neck and had an open back. She wore simple black jeans tattered at the knees, with tightly laced combat boots. The oddest part of the outfit though was the coat over it all. Because you see the coat had two long slits running down it's back. Why did it have that you may wonder? Simply put, it was because of her wings. The woman was a genetic experiment conducted by Umbrella. She had been marked as a failure and returned to her work. She had stayed loyal to the company, and then when she was put on a field mission... she was execute. Point blank executed... and why? Because she wouldn't fuck a few guys. Silver had once been Silvania Gresham, a woman of about 5'6'' stature... with Blond hair and Green eyes. She had been very pretty, but she hadn't been interested in sex in the least. After her execution she had changed. Her hair turning the color of fresh blood, and falling around her features in a feathery and straight mess. Her eyes were now golden, harsh bird gold. She shifted and checked the long leather coat that covered her person. It was how she really kept warm, and on the inside was specially lined pockets for her feather darts. She was silently watching the writhing mass of bodies below her, outbreak had happened three days ago. She had been hunting the zombies since then. She heard the approach of some of the twisted crows. Twisted Crows, she called them such as they where now undead flesh eating creatures. She twisted and her eyes shifted to the side. Three feather darts slipping into her hand as she twisted and released the hardened feathers at the birds. The three corpses fell into the mass of zombies below. Somewhere in this city was Albert E. Wesker, one of the scientists that had worked on the human experiments. Goddess help him, because Silver wouldn't be lenient. After her execution she had come to hate Umbrella for having done this to her. The coat shifted, as blood sprayed from the two open slits on her back. She hissed in pain, a sense of pleasure coursing through her as she allowed her wings to burst free. They where large, and canopied around her and shadowed her from the faint light above her. Her wings where of a soft brownish red color, like some bird of prey. She often found herself wondering exactly WHAT had been done to her. She would find the files hopefully, and find out what they had been trying. She reached up and then ran her fingers over the slightly dampn wings. She healed quickly, because the torn flesh from her wings opening was already closed. She stepped up unto the balcony and then jumped. Her body skirted close to the zombies, but at the last moment she snapped open her wings and allowed flight to take her. She glided, and then climbed higher, hanging in the air and scanning with her enhanced vision. Where was he?

Wesker sat the the mahogany desk that held the place in the center of his office he had claimed for himself when he had come to visit this facility. His hands were clased together in front of him and hs chin rested lightly there. It had been a the directors office but Albert Wesker didn't care very much. He was more important than the man and so he had taken the better place much as the man had done to his subordinates before. It was one of those bonuses that went with the position and one that Wesker enjoyed. The show of power over someone weaker had its own delicious feel to it. He certainly did seem to fit the idea of a cold and ruthless dictator that everyone made him out to be. His blond hair was so pale to almost be white and was kept neatly on the top of his head. The eyes behind his dark shades were never seen and so their true color remain a mystery, but they seemed to be staring through everyones soul even if they weren't actually seen. A finely tailored black suit dressed him through a long black leather coat also hung on the coat rack beside him. Right now his eyes, hidden back dark shades, were watching the row of computer screens lined up along the desk. Each showed a different view of the city, the picutres coming from cameras set before the incident had been engineered. They showed scenes of what most normal people would call a look into the mouth of hell, but Wesker simply called it buisness. People being eaten and devored, ripped limb from limb. Men, women, children; it didn't matter, the zombies eating them all just the same. This was designed to be a test run for the work done on the T virus. The zombies created by the virus were strong in large numbers, but slow and usless against a trained enemy. The new strand was creating faster, stronger, and more resilant zombies. Of course the normal T virus had been spread as well, mostly to hide the fact that someone was still doing work on the virus. The normal zombies would hide the work of the new ones, and in the end only someone looking for it would be able to tell that something had changed. "I believe that this should be a good inital test run. Have some examples taken and then clense the city." Wesker unclasped his hands and stood to his feet. He slid his coat on, the garment clinking with weapons as he put it on. Wesker might be well protected, but he wouldn't go unarmed in a infested city. Just in case. "I hope my ride is ready." "The helicopter is waiting on the roof for you sir." A man in the room said. He was some sort of lackey for the facility, one that Wekser had never bothered to learn the name of.

Silver frowned as she scanned the writhing mass below her. Disgusting, the whole damn mass of them. A shudder passed over her frame as she withdrew more of the feather darts. These ones where different, she had applied a special coating to them. Toxins that would liquefy the brain. She found them to be very effective, because she refused to use guns. She tucked the un-coated parts between her fingers and then she flicked out her hand. A feather went through a single zombies head, for each of the three she had thrown. She pulled herself higher then, away from the grabbing hands and moaning mass of the creatures. She wrinkled her nose as her head turned, eck... damn birds. She twisted her body in the air and lashed out, using the longer dagger like blade she had created. Crow pieces falling all around her, and splattering her clothing. Goddess only knew she hated this part of the work. She had been examining the area, but it was a soft whirring sound that drew her attention. She had excellent hearing, especially when it came to something like this. She snapped out her wings fully and with a few dragging pumps of her wings she pulled herself up to the level of the tops of the buildings. A Helicopter, and that would mean someone important was trying to leave. She fought her mind for a moment and decided she would give it a go. She watched the guards on the roof, and found and empty spot in their work. She landed and crouched then, canopying her wings over her form to hide herself better. The guards where there for a reason, as was the Helicopter. It might just be her best bet a finding Wesker. The damnable man...

Wesker walked calmly to the roof of the building surronded by armed and armored men that formed his bodyguard while at this facilty. For all purposes he looked liek a man just out for a stroll, his hands clasped behind his back liek there was nothing wrong with the world. It was almost like he couldn't hear the sounds of gun fire coming from the floors below, like he missed the sound of a man's screams as he was torn to piece. It said a lot about a man when he saw things like this as just normal everyday affairs. As he stepped onto the roof the sounds of gunfire became louder. Most still came from below but every now and then one of the men on the roof had to destroy one of the carion crows that drew too close to the roof. Still it was nothing that should slow his escape or make it any more dangerous for him. Suddenly Wesker stopped though, freezing the men around him with a single raised hand. His head was cocked to the side, ear presented to the air like he could hear something else. Slowly one of his hands reached underneath his long jacket and can out holding a handgun. He reached down with one thumb and switched on the laser sight to the weapon, the red dot paiting the ground for now. "Someone is here...."

Silver's senses went on high alert as she felt his presence. Actuallyfeltit. Her eyes narrowed and her hands slipped into her long trench, from it's confines she removed the two long dagger like feathers. The ones she had fashioned to be quite capable of deflecting bullet's if she was paying enough attention. She knew he had sensed her and now was her chance. She put herself on high senses, releasing all her blocks and inhibitions. Wings snapped open as she flipped and then tucked into her body as she dived like a falcon was meant to. Her body skidded and she landed in a crouch behind him, wings canopied around her as she spun for a moment. Darts flew form between her fingers and she snapped her arms sliding more into place and releasing them. His guards where effectively dealt with. None of them would have dared fire on her, with her this close to Wesker. She straightened and stood, both blades held down and on the read. "Scum sucking sonova bitch... finally found you..." She hissed. Probably wouldn't recognize her as the little intel officer she had once been. She no longer looked like she had, in any way. "Took me awhile to find you, now that I have... I'm going to enjoy myself." She said as her lips curled up. "Umbrella is a scum, a parasite... and I damn well hope to see it fall."

Wesker's gun stayed aimed at the ground even as she messily took out hsi two guards with well placed throws of some sort of strange weapon. He didn't seem worried, just watching Silver with what coudl only be called a interested look on his face. In truth he was interested. It wasn't often that he saw a new type of bio weapon, and certainly he didn't often see one that had the ability to actually talk to him. Ignoring her threats and the venom in her voice he beganto walk around her, looking her up and down. Her change was interesting, and one that tickled the back of his memory. Had they ever done any work with an areial bio weapon? He thought he remembered something of that sort but it was hard to be sure. "If you had wanted to find me you simply could have asked." "Now I know you have to be one of ours but I am having a hard time remembering your designation number." Wesker thought for a moment then it seemed to come to him. "You must be Gresham. I remember trying something before with this strain and your are the only test subject that we didn't have a confirmed body for. I thought it had been a waste but it looks like you did well."

"Hmm...." He let out a little sigh of pleasure as under him was a girl, now utterly drained, blood spilling from her neck and from his mouth as it flowed around on his tongue and mostly down his throat. "Sooo fucking good. Good to be awake again." He said with a sweet little groan as he bucked, his dick still within her and limping. While feeding from her, like the sick bastard that he is he was fucking her. It was something that he often did with his targets, fuck them and feed at the same time. It made the person's death at least a tiny bit sweeter and more pleasurable. He pulled out of her and stood up, throwing the body aside and onto the floor. Dumb bitch, he thought, looking down at her almost in pity. He sighed and reached for his pants were on the floor, tugging the jeans on and fixing his belt so that it hung firmly upon his hips. His pants lightly showing off his package that was rather...large, clearly something his father had genetically put into. He got his mothers eyes though and her hair, if maybe a little whiter her her own. He had white blond hair and a pair of pure, icy blue eyes that, when extremely turned on or blood hungry could turn to a dark or bright red. He let out a little sigh, running fingers through his messy hair. He was well muscled, not some scrapy little twig as most vampires were thought to be, not at all. He invited himself into the girl's apartment's shower and took a quick one before he finally left her little apartment, leaving the girl on the floor and left to rot. Though of course people would eventually find her. He gently fixed his jeans and he wore a dark blue button up shirt with a small jacket over it. "There we go." He said thoughtfully as he brushed his surfer boy hair back lightly, grinning happily as he was finally free. He had been asleep for the last hundred years. But after drinking from that girl, he knew her memories and about everything that she knew. Like what the hell the monsters were that went on the weird black roads, cars.

School was boring as usual and its even worse at night. A lot of kids complained and thought cram school was a wast of time, well you had to admit it was if you were smart and pretty much already knew the subjects. It just so happened that Light was the one that found this more of a waste then anyone in the room, or actually more like the entire building. Light was sitting at his desk arm propped up with his face leaning against his palm as he stared out the window. This was the same subject as yesterday, quadratic equations, way too simple. The homework would be done in ten minutes top. Sometimes he wondered if for once they could at least attempt to make school work more challenging for him, but his intelligence level was very high unlike most high school teens so that wish would never be granted. Oh well maybe college would be better, he hoped anyway. Light Yagami was 17 and a senior in high school but he was a very unique and rare individual. He was an honor student who is considered to be one of Japan's best and brightest. He had everything, looks, talent, skill. God had graced him with so many things it wasn't funny. His hair was short, thick and a copper brown color with bangs that hung just above the eyes and framed around the top and sides of his head perfectly. His eyes were dark brown and seemed to glow so beautify in certain lighting. His body was lean, straight, nicely toned, and slightly muscular. He stood tall at 5'6" and weighed 119 pounds. And of course his face had a chiseled yet angelic frame giving him more of an irresistible look along with the many other things he had. The bell rung with signified class was finally over, two words can be said here 'thank god'. Light stood from his seat and packed up his things in a rather quick manner. He was sort of in a rush his parents were going somewhere and he wanted to see them off. Not only that he had to make sure his sister was ready because she was going over to grandmas which meant the house would be his for the weekend. Finally he would have some peace and quiet all to this self. Once he was done packing Light just gave a few waves or nods to the people that said bye and headed out of the school to start on his walk home. Taking the train would make it somewhat more quicker but there really wasn't any need, he didn't live too far away from the school anyway, maybe a mile or so, that was about it, so why bother? He had his hands in the pockets as he walked the dark streets. He was wearing his usual school uniform. Which consisted a white buttoned up shirt with a red tie, brown slacks with a black belt, black boots, and his tan colored coat. As he walked his face was forward like he was just staring off into space again, but Light was no fool, this was Tokyo, one of the biggest cities in the world. He always had his eyes opened and his senses keen, there was no telling what could be lurking behind every corner.

He wondered where he was, though he clearly didn't really...Mix. He didn't have an asian look to him at all. He was more from a British liniage, maybe some American, or pre-American? He shrugged lightly at himself, letting out a small sigh as he moved past a piece of glass that showed a clothing store display and he could slightly see his own sweet, devilish face and he grinned in an amused manner at himself. He let out a small sigh while he continued to walk along in a curious manner, listening to the mass of heart beats all around them that made him that made him hunger. He didn't want to start though again, a blood rampage. His killings were already making the news. He looked up at a few outside TVs that were reporting the last few deaths and rapes, two boys and a girl. He put on a slightly mortified look like other people while inside he had a grin and he let out a little sigh. They couldn't track him through fingerprints, or pictures because the only ones that they did have, or once did where gone. No one knew him and he intended to keep it that way. He looked about in a curious little manner as he approached a school. Okay, now he was lost. The woman's memories seemed to know something very faint about this place, but not enough and that made him frown. He supposed he would have to go and take over someone's house again so that he could rest. Maybe that boy's home? He thought as his eyes landed upon Light making him grin in amusement as he approached him. "Excuse me Sir but. Do you know where...South street is? Yes...I think. I'm rather new here." He explained with a little sigh, shaking his head and giving a small chuckle.

Light stopped walking as he heard someone from behind. He turned around and looked at the stranger. It was definitely obvious this male wasn't Japanese or any part of Asian, but there was something strange about him, something ominous. He looked at the male carefully taking in every detail like he always does to new people just encase..After some time he spoke. "Yeah..you just go down this block and turn right." It could of been coincidence but that was exactly where he lived. Was this guy a visitor of his neighbors or just moved in? Well he didn't see any moving truck so that couldn't be it. Light was pondering if he should show the male, but if he just told him and left the guy would still be following behind either way, guess it couldn't be helped. Besides its best to get him to follow then to have him following you. "I'm heading that way, so if you want you can come with me.." He said as he started walking again but slowly and looking at the other male from the side to make sure he didn't try anything. His thoughts then moved back to his family. It was already 9:30 they probably already left by now, oh well you can't win them all. Maybe he should call his sister to make sure she was was ready. Their grandma said she'd be around 9:30 to pick Sayu up. No, she's in junior high surly his sister is capable of making sure her own suit case is packed. Well either way he wouldn't make it home to say good bye to her, he was already late.

He let out a little nod in response. "Thanks ah...Sure, that would be appriciated." He said with a smile. "I'm visiting a friend of mine, Dear Takashi-san." He explained. Ayame Takashi was one of his neighbor, actually right next door. That was the name of the woman that he had just taken this afternoon and he let out a little sigh at the thought. the poor woman, he wondered though if he would have to come and actually try and manipulate her body. Which would mean he would have to go and get her damn body before the cops did. Or something along those lines and he tried the frustration from his face. Oh well, he let out a slight yawn, politely covering his mouth as usual as he looked over at him. "Thank you for your kindness. Might I ask your name?" He asked him in a curious little manner as he offered him a hand. It took him a moment, but he quickly spoke up. "I'm Bryan Platt from Europe" He said with a little nod and a smile, looking over at him in a thoughtful little manner. His true name was different, thought fairly similiar. "I just got here about some thirity minutes or so ago. This is such a huge city!" He said in perfect Japanese, well, not really perfect. He didn't have a very good accent, but it seemed that at least he made the effort. "I've gotten lost already a good bit. I believe I was supposed to take a different road to reach Ayame-San's neighborhood." he said with a sigh, shaking his head.

Light looked at him from the corner of his eyes then he looked forward again. "I see. Its nice see you have come all this way to visit her, but she wasn't at school today. In fact, no one has heard from her yet. She could be sick, so I don't know if you'll be able to talk to her.." He watched the mans expressions, something wasn't right, why did he look nervous and frustrated? So he was a visitor he figured as much but odd how its his next door neighbor, oh well it was none of his business. Light stopped and slowly took his hand to give it a small shake then let go. "Its nothing. I am Light Yagami." He said simply without giving too much details like he usually did. He nodded his head. "That is Tokyo for you. The Asian countries are very populated." They rounded the corner and Light stopped in front of Ayame house. "This is her place, good luck." He said with another nod and turned around walking only a few more feet to his house. He opened the gate and shut it behind him stepping onto the porch and pulling out his key to unlock the door. He opened the door and walked inside closing and locking it behind him. Once inside Light slipped off his shoes and looked around, it was dark so he knew he missed his chance to say good bye to everyone before they left. However, on the bright side he had the place to himself. With a satisfied smile Light headed up to his room and plopped down on the bed with his arms behind his head looking up at the ceiling. He didn't really want to go to bed right away, and he had no homework, so he just decided to relax for a little bit. At least until he thought of something he could do. This role play is going to be shut down, unless someone is willing to take her place, then you can PM me.

It must of been a day maybe more since he has been in this cell. The ground was concrete the walls were stone and it was deadly cold. It was a miracle he hasn't died yet or at least hasn't gotten sick, but then again Light could handle a lot of things he was a strong male for his age. He was laying down on the cold floor with his hands shackled behind his back. He couldn't escape the cell anyway so he had no idea why this person took the extra mile. It made it even harder for him to move around and it was very uncomfortable to sleep. He was wearing plain clothes that the one who kidnapped him put on his body. It was just a simple black shirt and lose pants, no shoes, no socks, no belt, and yes not even underwear, which made the coldness even more unbearable. At least the one who bought him could of put on warmer clothes but that just proved to him that the person didn't care and that he didn't know what to expect. Light Yagami was 17 and a senior in high school but he was a very unique and rare individual. He was an honor student who is considered to be one of Japan's best and brightest. He had everything, looks, talent, skill. God had graced him with so many things it wasn't funny. His hair was short, thick and a copper brown color with bangs that hung just above the eyes and framed around the top and sides of his head perfectly. His eyes were dark brown and seemed to glow so beautify in certain lighting. His body was lean, straight, nicely toned, and slightly muscular. He stood tall at 5'8" and weighed 119 pounds. And of course his face had a chiseled yet angelic frame giving him more of an irresistible look along with the many other things he had. Light tried to replay everything, first he was kidnapped, then he was sold to someone, but who, and why hasn't this person shown their self yet? Were they just going to leave him to rot in a cell? No, there had to be a reason for him to be brought here but he didn't really want the answer to that question. He sighed and leaned his head back against the stone wall. What was going to happen to him now? He was trapped and there was no way of escaping.

The click click of her heels was loud on the stone floor and she grimaced in annoyance. It was also rather cold in the prison and her flesh held goosebumps, but she didn't even feel it. Her nose twitched at the dank smell that covered the place as if something had died, rotted, and then molded over. A hand reached out to her from behind cell bars and she swatted at it with her crop. A broken cry spilled out from the lost creature as blood began to fall. She sneered at it in disgust and licked the blood from her whip. Her facial features were harsh and cruel, but still somehow beautiful in its exotic look. Large dark eyes, small nose, large lips. Her black hair was cropped in a bobcat, short in the back and longer as it fell forward around her face, adding to the harshness of her features. Her skin was a soft smooth creamy ivory color that offset the darkness in her eyes. She was petite, lithe, and although small, she excluded power. Standing at 5'8, she wore six inch high heels, making her five foot two without the added height of the heels. Her legs led up to a round and firm ass that was made for caressing, if one would risk getting their hands chopped off for a feel. Her waist was curvy and belly flat. It lead up to perfectly mounded breasts that fit perfectly into a man's palm, but overrode her own. What was most wickedly about her though, was her walk. She walked like she owned the world and if you got into her way, you'd be taken out. When she got to the cell of her newest pet, she looked down at him with a look that was between interest and disgust. She squatted down so that she would be of height after him and inspected his body quickly with her eyes. Moving her hand between the bars, she flicked out her whip and caught him under the chin, holding it there and moving it side to side so she could take in his features. Removing it, she stood up and looked at the guard. He held something up to her and she took it from his hand, throwing it into the cage she said one simple thing. "Put your collar on, your my dog now." Her voice was cold, as harsh and as beautiful as her features. "I'm known as Mistress Delila."

Light heard the loud clicking of someones heels echoing of the walls. The walk was delicate yet sophisticated, was it a female? He turned his head up ward at the lady to see her squat down toward him and lifted his chin with her whip, turning his head from side to side as if she was looking over a purchased product. His eyes narrowed slightly and he jerked his head away from the whip. Soon a collar was tossed at him which made him look at it with disbelief the back at her. Was this lady serious? He was no pet, no dog, and he wasn't taken there willingly either. He was kidnapped so he didn't belong to the one she brought him from. No, this wasn't right, why did this happen to him? Everything was perfect, he was perfect, he didn't deserve this. Light leaned up and sat up against the metal bench that was behind him looking at her. He had to admit she was beautiful in an exotic sort of way, but he would of course never say that out loud. After all he had seen many girls, but still this one was different, very different actually, at least from what he was used to. Mistress Delila was her name? Did that mean he had to call her his mistress, fat chance on that, he didn't belong to no one. "Its a little impossible to do as you say when my hands are cuffed behind my back..Don't you agree?.." He said in a know it all tone as if he was trying to make her look like an idiot, but of course he knew she wasn't just by looking at her.

A slow wickedly cruel smile spread her crimson painted lips. Her eyes light up from within, but the look in them was dark, twisted, demonic. She held her hand out to the guard and he shrank away from her without actually moving. She quirked one graceful finger up and down, the silent sign for come here. When he didn't move, she looked over at him, still wearing that cruel smile, and slashed him across his face with her razor tipped nails. She walked into him, crowding his body, wiped the blood from her nails onto his shirt and took the keys and leash from him before she pushed him away with more strength then it appeared she had. "You're a bad dog, get the hell out of my si-" Before she could even finish speaking, the guard had run away as if his life depended on it. She rolled her eyes and made a sound of contemptuous disgust as she watch him flee. She turned back to the small cell and placed the key in the lock. She turned it, heard the release, and slammed the door open with enough force that it should have rebounded off of the bars, but surprisingly it just stayed there as if even it were afraid of her wrath. She walked into the cell and stood at an imposing height while she looked down her nose at him, the same cruel smile dancing across her lips. She leaned forward, her breasts straining against her top and nearly spilling free. She reached up, placed her palm against his cheeks, and moved her fingers downward to caress his lips. In a quick, angry movement, she shoved her fingers into his mouth and grabbed his tongue. "Bad dog, back talking like that will get your tongue cut out and with your tongue cut out, there would be few ways to please me." She squeezed his tongue, cutting it open slightly with one of her nails, before she pulled her hand away and licked her fingers of his blood and spit. She jingled the keys in one hand, then leaned over his body, shoving his face between the mounds of her breasts. She unlocked the handcuffs and pulled them away from him. "Now, be a good boy and put your collar on," she spoke while she pointed at the collar with her crop. "And don't try to run, I assure you that you won't make it out of this place alive." Her voice went low, threatening, cold as ice, but it held a seductive edge to it as if she would enjoy hunting him down only to punish him with torture and death.

It had been weeks scinceKanye Xiorcalstarted on his journey. He had spent most of these weeks learning how to track and hunt pokegirls so that he would be fully prepared to catch one. When he finally felt that he was ready, the young 16 year old headed towards a mountainous area known for it's high cliffs. Perfect for getting the drop on a pokegirl and capturing her for his soon-to-be harem. Kanye carried a backpack with him which had all the usual supplies. Food, pokeballs, and an item that he promptly got out to look below with, a pair of binoculars. He crawled on his belly to the edge of a cliff to look below, checking for any signs of possible prey. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours. The young man was beginning to get frustrated just waiting for something to pop up. "Come on, come on!" he muttered to himself. "There's got to be something around here." With a sigh, Kanye tried to calm himself a bit. After all, it wasn't like a pokegirl was going to fall right into his lap or something...

Sadly for Kanye, there were two issues with his preparation. One was that he was looking in the wrong place entirely, and secondly, a Pokegirl was about to fall into his lap, in some way. Not far behind him, in the brush, training, was a Cockadiddle. She stood around 5'10'', green eyes, focused ahead of her, and a nicely sized C cup chest. Her feathered body moved quickly with her movements, precise, swinging her English bastard sword around in general attack patterns, preparing herself for anything. The girl's day generally involved training and, when done, and if alone, as she had been for quite some time, masturbating with the hilt of her lovely sword. As her species always did, she wished she had a male around, someone to give her what she wanted: semen and cock, and plenty of it. After a bit of practice, she sighed, placing the sword over her shoulder, looking around; she sensed something. But how could it be...no one came up here anymore. Neither human or Pokegirl was around this cliff, aside from herself, and she made this place her home. Aside from a man, it had everything else she needed. Brushing off her smooth, slender both, her feathers ruffling a little, her tail feathers swished with her firm rear, a grin forming on her lips. Creeping from the brush and forest, she peaked out, bird legs ready to dash if needed, till, her eyes feel on a target, her eyes going wide, and something 'clicking'. Holding onto her sword tight, she pounced, leaping straight over, bounding right behind Kanye, grinning from ear to ear, as she poked his rear end with the butt of her sword. "Well, hello there, sexy. Did you come up here for little 'ol me? How sweet of you...." Smirking widely, she grabbed him and dragged him away from the cliff, turned him over, sat on his lap, and giggled, looking to his eyes as she quickly began to undo his pants. "I haven't had a man in...I can't even remember. I've needed relief for so long...my sword can only do so much. Hope your a strong lad, sweetie~" Licking his cheek, she smirked, using one of her finely feather hands to rub at his nose exposed length, keeping the rest of his pants on, her fingers working wonders on his flesh, seeming to have great manual dexterity and experience in this area.

With all the time he spent preparing to trap a pokegirl of his very own, it was suprising how easily the Cockadiddle was able to sneak up behind Kanye and ambush him. Once he felt the butt of the sword poke him, he barely had time to turn around before she was upon him. "W...what!" was all he could say before he was dragged from the cliff and forcefully turned to face his assaliant. He could see now who was capable of such stealth and strength. And bless his luck, it was the kind of pokegirl he had hoped for, a Cockadiddle. He didn't even have to ask for her to demonstrate her skills as she seemed to be deprived of a male presence for sucha long time. "Ok, ok!" the young man gasped out as the Cockadiddle began to work his manhood with her skilled hands. "Just let me relax a bit and i'll give you what you want. You're lucky I was looking for someone like you, otherwise, i'd have thrown you off and forced myself on you." With that, Kanye laid back, allowing the Cockadiddle to do what came natrually to her. Light moans began to escape his lips as his cock became stiff as a board from the pokegirl's feather-like strokes. He knew he had to capture her and in her desperation, he knew that would probably be an easy task. "If you like what you see," Kanye started as the Cockadiddle worked. "You can join me as my first pokegirl and you can have me all you want. What do you say?"

The girl didn't mind that he wanted to relax, she was still getting what she wanted. So, everything was good! She smiled happily as he laid back, pulling his pants down and off, along with his boxers, moving her fingers along him skillfully, stroking every little spot and muscle along his shaft. Once he was nice and hard in her palm, she slid back, placing her sword down as she licked over the tip, tracing the shape carefully. The way she moved, she knew what to do, and, to both his luck and disadvantage, she'd probably be the best at this task, a very needy professional. Mulling his words over a moment, she suckled the tip, licking around the head as her hand rubbed his balls, massaging them, as the other slipped under him, lifting his rear and rubbing the left cheek gently, kneading the skin to help him both relax and stay ready for her. "Join you...be your first Pokegirl, your only one right now, AND have you all to myself? You couldn't have picked a better set of words, cutey. You have yourself a deal, love, but first...." Lowering her head, she took him deeply into her mouth, taking him in inch by inch, till she had him all within. Her mouth formed a sort of vacuum seal on him, suckling hard, skillfully, and knowingly, as her tongue made warm lappings around the base and sides. The feathery fur on her face sent shivers up his spine as she moved, going about her work and favorite hobby. The hand on his rear, while still rubbing at him, slowly traced a finger around his pucker, before snaking her finger inside, to rub right at his prostate. If she were to be his Pokegirl, she'd have to do even better then best, give him everything and then some...and teach him just what it meant to have a Cockadiddle as your partner.

Kanye was estatic as the Cockadiddle pulled his pants and boxers off to which he gave eager assistance. His cock was getting harder still as her fingers pressed against each nerve of his manhood in the perfect way, driving the young man into a quivering mass of moans and sweat. He knew Cockadiddles were experts in the art of pleasuring men, but to be able to experience something like her tounge travelling along his shaft first hand was an out of this world event, meant perhaps for the gods. When the pokegirl began to reach behind him to his rear, Kanye lifted his legs up a bit, allowing her more access to him. He wanted to see just what she was capable of doing down there and he was not dissapointed at the results. When she agreed to become his first pokegirl, Kanye lit up like a light. "Really? That's greaaah!" His words were interupted when the Cockadiddle engulfed his length into her mouth, becoming like a vaccum and sucking hard while her tounge explored him fully. To show how much he was enjoying her skills, the young man took his hand and placed it upon her head, running it through her hair as if he were stroking a feline. Already, precum was beginning to drip from his cock and he was nearly over the edge. What sent him over though was the stimulation brought on by her finger sliding into his anus and rubbing at the prostate. It felt as if his whole lower torso were burning with pleasure and passion and with a loud grunt, Kanye unleashed his load into the mouth of the Cockadiddle. If he were to experience this kind of thing everyday, he would never have need for another pokegirl ever again.

The bird girl let out soft little moans and sounds of pleasure as she continued to suckle him, getting her head pet and scratched in return, which felt lovely to her. Keeping her pleasurable assault going, she sucked and licked all over him, hands rubbing his balls and teasing his prostate gland, determined to make him bust quickly first,m to get herself some of his nourishing cum. Funny thing the Cockadiddles was that they were able to survive on water and semen alone, as it contained just about anything else they would need, even more so if the male had a healthy diet of what he needed. And this one was hungry. Once she felt his sack clenching, she slipped her finger out of his rear, rubbing the sack with both hands, massaging every little spot and vein, till, finally, he came hard. She almost squealed in glee as she drank down every last little bit of his load, and if he could see, he'd notice her throat working every last bit down. Licking him dry, she picked her head up and licked her lips, smirking up at the boy as she let out feathered hand keep rubbing at his shaft skillfully, not letting him rest yet. "So, Master, how'd I do? Everything you dreamed it would be? Really want me to be all yours? Keep your seed that tasty and your all I'll ever need to live, aside from water now and then." She gave him a cute little stare with her emerald eyes, tracing her fingers around every little point of his cock, giving it a loving lick from time to time, waiting for his answer.

As the Cockadiddle drank down every drop of semen that spurt forth, Kanye began thrusting into her mouth, desperate to keep the pleasure of the orgasm as long as possible before the feeling went away. When it was finally over, the young man's legs fell to the ground and a deep sigh of relief escaped his lips. He could still feel the tingling in his loins as she licked him clean and even continued to stroke him, keeping the youth in a semi-erect state. When she asked him how she did, Kanye reached over to his backpack which was convinently at his side and reached in for a pokeball. He tossed it around a bit before showing it to the Cockadiddle and replying. "Honey, i'll give you that and even more." With that, Kanye tossed the pokeball towards the pokegirl, capturing her inside. Finally, he was allowed to get up and move around a bit. He grabbed his pants and boxers and put them back on before letting the Cockadiddle out again. He wanted to have his time to examine her thuroughly before he could take her on his adventures.

Watching him thoughtfully, she saw him reach for a Pokeball and ready it, making her smile. Were she more of a cheat, she'd have run after getting the free meal, but she was a bird of her word, plus, being his only girl would have its advantages: no one to tire him out but her, leaving all his energy to be spent on her. She touched the tilt of her sword as she watched him, waiting, and, when the ball was tossed, she still just smiled, letting it hit her and take her in with the red light. Clicking shut shortly after, she was truly his Pokegirl now, something she couldn't argue with. Being let out once more, she was scratching her back with her sword lightly, grinning to him as she came up and nuzzled his side, purring, in a way. "Hello, handsome. So, what did you wish to do before we left, considering your clothing is back on, sadly." With a laugh, she waited and listened, undressing him with her eyes as she had naughty thoughts dashing through her mind. Getting that nice big load from him filled an empty spot she had for a long time, enough to let her 'control' her need to jump him, for the time being, anyway.

Kanye greeted his new pokegirl's affections with a warm hug, his hand running along her back and side. When she asked what he wanted to do, he suddenly brought her up to a standing position and held her there for a second. "How about just standing there for a second while I examine you. I won't take long." With that, the trainer began to walk in a circle around the Cockadiddle, examining every lavicious curve of her body. He traced his fingers around her flesh and over the down feathers covering her shoulders. He reached over and began to caress her buttocks. It was soft yet firm, perfect for sitting in someone lap with. Kanye then leaned in close to the pokegirl, looking over her shoulder at her bust. He reached around her and began to gently grope the Cockadiddle. "Hmm. C's. Not too shabby," he said as he tweaked one of her nipples while his other hand slid down her torso and began to tease the pokegirl's snatch. "A nice slit you got here too. I heard Cockadiddle like you absolutley love to be penetrated. I'll be sure to give it a go when we get back to the center." Kanye teased the pokegirl further by slightly penetrating her with his finger, a small example of what was to come later.

She listened obediantly, standing straight up for him sword propped up on her left side, tail feathers giving a little twitch or two. She gave little poses for him, followed by a wink or two, smiling cutely as he looked every part of her, even making her whine out a little as he teased her with his fingers, groping her chest and pressing a finger into her wet slit. "Ohhh...Master, so bold~ You promise to give me lots of what I want once we get a room?" She grinned, leaning forward to kiss his cheek lightly, nuzzling him slightly before standing still for him once. Dear god if she wasn't holding herself back from jumping him so badly, he' had been pantsless on the floor again, while a sexually-needy avian rode his length like no tomorrow. But, those are thoughts for alter, no? Still, the way he touched her drove her crazy, wanting his full touch to herself later.

Upon finishing his 'inspection' of the Cockadiddle, Kanye walked around to face her once more. "I absolutley promise," he started as he began to examine her sword. It was of fine quality and seemed sharp enough to cut through just about anything. While he was doing that, his thoughts turned to a name. Just what should he name this Cockadiddle? Perhaps he would think of one on the way back down to the center. There, he could get a room and have all the time to think of a name for this pokegirl...while she was having her way with his manhood and all. "Well, I think everything checks out perfectly here. Let's go back to the center now so we can have some alone time. I think that by then, i'll be fully ready for you again." Kanye winked as he uttered this. In all honesty, the work she had done on him with her hands and mouth ensured that it would be hours before he was ready again. "Do you want to walk with me or would you prefer the comfort of your pokeball?"

She grinned as he promised, body shivering in delight as she thought of what was to come, literally and figuratively. As he looked at her blade, she smiled proudly; she kept it in top shape, so it would be sharper then just about anything. If there was anything she liked more then males...well, just under that, really, it was fighting and honing her skills with her sword. The Cockadiddle smiled to her trainer, rubbing herself against his side as she kissed his cheek, glad they'd be moving again. "As you say, Master. Hopefully we can get a nice, sound proof room...unless you like to let people know what your doing all night into the next morning." She smirked, giving him some idea as to just what the kind of night he'd be having tonight. Though as he spoke of the pokeball, she had to think a moment. While she wasn't fond of it already, it would let her keep herself focused on him, as well as give him some rest of her advances. She smiled, wanting to give him a break. "I'll rest in the ball for now, Master. But once in the room, please let me back out?"

"As you wish," Kanye replied as he gave his pokegirl a kiss on the cheek before returning her to her pokeball. It had been a long day and the waiting and oral sex had made him quite exhausted. He was ready to go back to the center and get himself a room, soundproof as the Cockadiddle suggested. After a few hours of climbing down the mountain and making his way back down the wooden path, the young trainer came upon the center he was looking for. The ding sound as he entered echoed throughout the clean and shiny building. It was meant to be that way to keep out all the bacteria. This place was meant to treat pokegirls after all. After looking around a bit, he walked up to the Joy at the counter and propositioned himself a room for taming purposes. It was painted a velvety red and had chairs and couches strewn about. It had probably been used recentley though Kanye couldn't tell. The Joy that was here usually cleaned it once every few hours. There was a round bed in the center, soft and cushiony. There were binds at each corner in case the trainer or pokegirl prefered their taming partner to be bound rather than free. It even smelled sweet, like strawberries and perfume. Strong, but not too overwhelming. This was a good a time as ever for Kanye to let his Cockadiddle out and he did just that. As she appeared, he welcomed her with a smile. "Here we are. We got this room all to ourselves. What do you think?"

The bird girl was resting soundly within her Pokeball, humming to herself while shining her sword, eyes closed, keeping a tune to herself as her trainer walked along the path to town, not minding to give him a rest for now, knowing she'd get even more once she was let out once more. Suddenly, apparently having hit the Pokecenter, she felt the ball crack open as she came out in a flash of light, forming right at his side, tail feathers swishing as she smirks and leans u, kissing his cheek. "Hello, handsome." She smiled, walking over towards the corner, shaking her hips and feathers in a sensual, teasing way, placing her sword against the wall. Sauntering back over to Kanye, she placed her arms around his neck, leaning in to kiss his lips deeply and lustfully, grinding her body against his, moaning and whining out, needing his touch to her...among over things. "Its a very nice room, a little quiet right now, but we'll be changing that reallll soon, won't we, Master?" As she spoke, her skillful, dexterous fingers slipped past his pants and boxers, gripping his crotch as she started to rub at him, licking and nipping at his neck, a little smirk upon her features.

About five miles from Tokyo city is an old abandoned factory, at least some say its abandoned. But in reality it isn't, in fact, the building is very well used. The building was owned by slave traders, though its all kept secret and only a small amount of people know about it. Those people were the masters and mistresses, the ones who come in search for a new slave if they got bored with the last one or it died. Every one of them knew that this building held the best of the best for slaves. The slave traders took a lot of time in finding the rare boys and girls, and once they saw a target they did any means necessary to catch it. The traders had recently gotten very lucky in finding a new slave. The last one they kidnapped was a male named Light Yagami. He was 17 years old and a senior in high school. When standing straight he was 5'8" and weight 119 pounds. His hair was a copper brown color and it was thick, soft with the bangs hanging just above his dark brown eyes. He had a chiseled yet angelic face giving him an irresistible look along with his body which was perfectly toned, lean, and slightly muscular. And boy was he a hard one to catch, they tried coning him into following but he refused. So then they tried force, one ended up getting punched in the face. After a long bloody struggle they used chloroform and knocked him right out and took him with them to be sold. Even though it was difficult this catch was worth it, they knew he would be sold for a very big price with his looks. Light was laying down back first on a metal bench that was inside of his cell. He was down with the other slaves some new like him some have already been sold before. There were hundreds down there and they ranged from ages 15-25. The cells were connected to each other with bars blocking the other one's cell but there were also cells across from each other leading a narrow path to walk threw and look left and right at all the slaves. Light was placed in one of the farthest cells with the other ones around his age. There was a girl in a cell on his right and another boy on his left with another girl across from his cell. Some of the other slaves looked at him but he couldn't respond for he was still unconscious. He was still dressed in the same clothes he had on when they kidnapped him and it happened to be his school uniform which was a white buttoned up shirt, brown slacks and a black belt, and his black boots. The coat he was wearing was taken off though along with his tie and he was stripped of everything he had like his wallet and cellphone. One of the slave traders walked threw the cells with water and a piece of bread it wasn't much but it was enough to keep the slaves alive, last thing they needed was to have their slaves die and lose a chance at getting money for them. He went to each cell and gave a small amount of water and a loaf of bread to each one then stopped at Light's cell with a glare. It was the slave Light punched and the black eye showed it. Without warning the male threw the bucket of water that Light was supposed to get on him, soaking him completely. Light shouted and jumped up from surprise eyes wide then they looked to the male with a glare. "Get up boy!" He then grinned. "The masters and mistresses are coming today..You can bet you will be chosen, and just for the record I hope you get a cruel one." Light narrowed his eyes water still dripping off his hair and body. "Screw you..Where the hell am I?!" He demanded. The male just laughed and threw the loaf of bread at Light before leaving the scene. Light looked at the bread that was thrown at him but didn't care. How was he to know it wasn't drugged or something? Why else would everyone but him be so calm and out of it? With a sigh Light sat back down on the bench putting his hand to his forehead. This was not good, he was going to be sold to someone like a pet, who knew what laid before him now. Just the thought scared him slightly but he wasn't going to show it, he had to stay strong. He shook his head trying to get the water off and stuck his finger in his ear to get the water out of his ears. "Damn it..What now?.." He mumbled as he laid back down on the bench and looked up at the cold stone walls.

The tall, partially masculine male stepped out of his limo, walking to the doors of the warehouse. He was one of the frequents to this Slave House, and also one of the most hated by many people. He always came back with a 'broken' slave, or one that was unsatisfying to him or his friends. He grabbed the unconscious male from his vehicle, his arms bound behind him and him half naked. He grabbed the slave by the hair and dragged him across the ground, the doors opening for him and he tossed the property to the ground in front him. "He couldn't take it!" The Master complained, and the lead Slave Driver came up, picking the slave up to examine him. "Well, if you didn't always use such brutal tactics!" The Driver complained. He then dropped the slave and thumbed for him to be put up. "Must you be so cruel?" The Driver asked with a sadistic grin on his face. "Would you have me any other way?" The Master questioned with a chuckle and grin. "Tell me, what new shipment have you all gotten?" The Master asked. "Oh, you will love our new merchandise." The Driver said. "Come right this way, Sir Golna." The Driver stated, waving a hand and walking off. Sir Golna looked at each slave they passed, liking a lot of what he saw. "Remember, you return one slave, you get one back for free. Any more then that-" "I know, I pay for. Do you think I don't have the money?" Sir Golna questioned. "Just stating Sir." The Driver said in his own defense. "I've been here how many times and you still tell me that." The Master said. "My apologies Sir." The Driver stated. He then continued to walk down the walk way, telling about this slave, and that. This all continued until they came up to the one, Light Yagami. Sir Golna stopped and looked in to the cage, examining him. "OH! You have a like to this one do you sir?" The Driver asked. "He was a feisty one indeed. One of our Guards has a black eye because of him." The Driver informed. Sir Golna smirked and got closer. "What's your name, boy?" Sir Golna asked, looking at the male. Sir Golna was dressed with only a pair of black jeans, a black belt with silver studs making two rows around it. He had no shirt on, showing off his toned body with a six pack that people would think was an eight pack. He had his arms crossed over his chest now, his red hair hanging down past his shoulders, just above his nipples, wrapped behind his ears. He had a piercing in his right ear, with a sierra topaz in it, about the size of half of one's pink nail, and in his left ear was a bar going through the top of his ear and reaching down to the bottom, resting on the top of his ear in the middle and behind it at either end. He had on a pair of black boots, looking to be made for a gothic typed person.

Light was lost in his own thoughts as he laid down that he didn't even notice the two males walking closer and closer to his cell. He was pondering many hings over in his mind mainly thoughts of what might happen to him. Would he be sold to a male or female and if so would they be cruel or just want a companion? Oh who was he kidding this was the main place to find slaves probably all of them were cruel slave owners. But wait, that was another question. Would he be doing labor, or would he become a sex slave?..Light shook his head he did not want to think about that. He could only wish that he got a female and that she would use him for labor, but the chances in that were about two percent if not less. At the sound of a voice Light's gaze shot toward the bars to see two males standing there looking at him. Feeling uncomfortable laying down like that he quickly got up and stood behind the metal bench glaring at them. The look to that one male was beyond anything pleasant. He looked goth, and just plain brutal from the way he stood and even breathed. Light started feeling uneasy now, why were they at his cell? Was he going to be sold to this man? "No, no way, look away, find someone else, just please don't pick me!!"He shouted in his mind as he kept watching the two males very closely. Light heard the question but didn't say one word, he did want to tell the male off, but with two of them there and the goth one looking the strongest, talking back might not be the best idea at this time. It might come back on him, so for now he was just going to keep his mouth closed. There was no need for this man to know his name anyway.

The Master looked at the slave in the cage, tilting his head to the right as he did, as if it were to get a better look at him. "What, cat got your tongue? Not speaking your language? Can't talk? Speak up!" Sir Golna said in a slightly brute tone. The Slave Driver kicked the cage with his boot. "Aye! The man is addressing you Slave! Show 'im some respect!" He yelled, half spitting it. Sir Golna looked to the slave and smirked, then grabbed the Driver by the throat, slamming him against the cage, holding him a foot off the ground. "I didn't ask for your help, Driver! So you might as well go tend to the rest of your shit hole while I examine some more prospective slaves!" Sir Golna whispered to him in a harsh tone, then dropped him, the Driver coughing and gasping for air now. He looked back to the slave and grabbed a key off the Driver's belt to open the cage and walked in, leaving the door open. "Tell me your name." He said, standing at the door to the cage, it wide open now. "And that is an order this time. Not a question, boy." He said, crossing his arms over his bare chest, looking down at the male. Even though he wasn't extremely tall, maybe hitting six feet or so at tallest, he seemed to be much tall with his presence at the moment. He had an aura of darkness and evil about him, seeming to make him more exaggerated than anything. He took one more step in to the cage, leaving room for the slave to escape now. He had the idea to see if this one would attempt to run. He knew the guards would catch him before he got out, so he wouldn't do any thing.

Far away, in a world that was as twisted and bizarre in it's own way that far surpassed any dream waking humans could ever produce creatures frolicked in the moonlight. Here were things that transcended all logic, trampled all rules of the world most know and do as they please, coaxing and teasing at the minds of men when they do chose to venture from their proper world and here the Cheshire Cat resided with a quite purr issuing from him. From afar within the large tree he had decided to take his leisure he appeared quite tall stretched out the way he was with his hands folded behind his head, and odder yet was his appearance altogether. He looked to be a pure albino, with messy hair of a stark white quality that was nearly impossible to match and deep crimson eyes that now shown with the moon light. Stranger still, a cat he was with the large articulate ears of the same color pointing and flicking out from atop his head, while to his side a long white tail bobbed and twirled with the progression of the night. It was so beautiful, and yet he was so terribly bored with this land. There was little he didn't know of his world, and too few were his visits to that odd queer land the humans dwelt but something tickled his nose and perked his ears as the wind picked up again but this time towards him. There was a sweet scent in the air, of something young and delicious, but somehow out of place in his home. Could it be that there was a visitor to entertain him for the night? Why yes, there was a stranger to come play this night, and far below him he looked down with a smile seeing the white rabbit fly by. That young little fiend, he's lured another down his rabbit hole but that was for later thought. Maybe he'd reward the cad for his playfulness and teach him the pleasures of adult hood, but not before he had his chance with this delectable female. Leaning back and allowing his tail to droop it's full length down and sway and twirl, he made himself easy to spot for this poor little girl. The night was still young and there were things to be done.

"Oh, Mr. Rabbit! Come back here!" Alice shouted in her light English accent as she ran through the woods, coming to a stop near the Cheshire Cat. She leaned over, her hands on her knees as she caught her breath. Seeing as she couldn't possibly catch up with the speeding rabbit, the girl was now alone in this strange world, wherever it was. The last thing she remembered was chasing a man through the park and down a rather large rabbit hole. Then she fell for what seemed like quite a while before she landed softly on her bum and spotted the man running out the door and she quickly ran after him. The girl sighed and went to sit under a tree, resting her hands in her lap. "How will I ever get home now?" She questioned herself, looking up at Wonderland's sky. Alice spotted something peculiar as she looked up, however. There was a long, white tail dangling from the branches and the tail seemed to be connected to a boy with cat ears! "Oh my!" She said as she sprang up, the bottom of her blue dress catching on a root and ripping slightly. "Bollocks." The girl groaned as she ripped the dangling material off, tossing it to the ground before turning her attention back to the Cheshire Cat, her eyes looking at his twirling tail. "Hello? May I ask who you are?" Alice questioned the man, hoping that this one wouldn't flee from her.

The Cheshire cat's smile was fabled for it's disturbingly deep cutting effect on a person, and smile he did with his eyes gently roving the whole of the delighful female before him. That dress was absolutely arousing, even though it wasn't meant to be but her curves are what made it truly something to behold. A quick little plan formed within his mind as to how he'd have her for himself, but he heasitated for the slightest moment. She was young, but that mattered little with a body of her caliber but was it wrong to take and use her as he had planned? Maybe depending on what exactly he did with her but that was for later. Now was the time to push that torn skirt up over her hips and fully enjoy her wonderfully mature body. Who am I? Who are you? Your the one who sat under me, with nothing here to do! But I guess that's to be had seeing how lost you are, And you'll never get out or go vary far. But tell me little love, tell the Cheshire cat, What would you do to go back? That rabbit you might see some time soon, but he and the others would send you to your doom. The Cheshire cat was known far and wide in wonderland for his knowledge of his world, but he was notoriously known as the riddle or rhyme cat and loved to play with those who knew nothing of him. His tail bobbed about excitedly at thoughts of this woman in front of him, and he knew just by looking at her she had nothing to give or offer aside from her body but he wouldn't lead her to that yet. He wanted to know if she would offer it herself or if he'd have to force her into doing it but either way she'd be bent over in front of him soon enough.

Little Alice stared at the male's rather frightening smile as he seemed to look her over like a piece of meat, sizing her up. This made the girl feel a bit self-conscious and she began to pull her dress down a bit, trying to get what was left of the bottom to cover more of her thighs. The girl had a nice body, that much was true. She had ample breasts and a lovely hourglass shape to her, even though she was just a teenager, but she had never used those things before, never known how to use her body to her advantage, as it seemed she was going to have to do if she wished to get any information out of the Cheshire Cat. She listened to the male's poem carefully, finding it quite peculiar that he spoke in riddles and rhymes. She asked herself the same question he had asked her though, what exactly would she do to get back to the park? Well, anything! "Sir Cheshire Cat, may I call you that? I would do absolutely anything to get back to London, I'm quite sure my mother is searching for me!"

"Light!!" Screamed a young high school girl who looked only to be a sophomore. She was cute with blond hair and blue eyes but her face was stained with tears. A male who was talking with his friends turned around with an emotionless expression. "Yes?" He asked as if he didn't even know who the girl was. "L-Light! Remember that night we went out?! You..you said to go to a party with you, but you..left somewhere! I didn't know where you were and I was..I was..raped!!" Light looked back at his friends and nodded his head he set his hand on the girl's shoulder and led her to a hall way that he thought was deserted. "You were raped? By who?" The male asked. The girl sobbed trying to talk. "I..I don't know.. I was blindfolded! But they took pictures of me and now its all over the internet!! I'm permanently humiliated Light! Why did you leave me?!!" She shouted. Light looked at her his eyes softened. "Miya..I'm so sorry..My sister called and told me she needed a ride home, her car broke down. I didn't mean for this to happen to you.." He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close so her face was buried in his chest. His eyes looked up and were glowing with excitement an evil smirk plastered on his face. Light Yagami was the most evil manipulative bastard you could ever meet. He was cruel and did mean things for his own twisted desires and he enjoyed it completely. He treated everything like a game and wanted to see how far in the levels he could get. His perspective was to manipulate a girl was his godly gorgeous looks and charm so that they would go on a date with him. Then he would set it up where they were raped and humiliated. Hell, he even raped them but they would never know it was him, he always made sure they were blindfolded or at least couldn't see. Light was tall standing at 5'8" and weighing 119 pounds. His hair was straight, thick and a copper brown color, just the hair alone made him look desirable. Then there's the dark brown eyes of his the controlling bed room eyes that could stare right into your soul and capture you in seconds, that is if you were a gullible girl which most were, and that only made it easier for Light. Next is the body, his body was perfect in all angles, lean frame, toned skin, a chiseled yet angelic face, muscles and abs, not to mention a nice package, everything a girl desires of a man. And to make it even worse he was very intelligent, his grades were always perfect and he was top in his class. So because of that he knew how to manipulate and what methods to use at the right time. But this was the same reason why Light used what he was given from god against the females, because he knew he could get away with what he did. He looked like an angle but was just the devil on the inside, personality wise. If anything, this asshole should pay for what he does day after day to innocent unaware females, but just who was capable of it? Who was capable of dominated such an alpha male like Light Yagami? The girl finally pulled away looking up at Light who now looked down at her with a sad expression. "Its alright Light. I..I forgive you..but um..I don't feel like dating for a while, sorry.." Light nodded his head. "I understand completely. Please try and get better. There is always hope in the end.." The girl gave a small smile and left the area. Light held in a smirk as his eye twitched, he wanted so bad to burst into laughter but knew that would make a scene. So instead he closed his eyes, relaxed his mind and once he opened his eyes back up he was back to his usual emotionless and calm self. Light stuffed his hands into his pockets and left the area as well now searching for a new toy to play with.

In the courtyard, she sat with a book open in her lap. The wind was a little fussy today, trying to pick up the hem of her school uniform skirt. The uniforms were not very flattering on any of the girls, but this ones radiance would over shine anything she wore. Rarity Shurio, the twined daughter of a very rich familya family with both money and power. She was no more than 55 short in the ways of height but her confidence and exceeding beauty made her larger than life. It really was a shame to hide something so pretty in a uniform like all the other boring plain girls. Rarity was of perfect breeding, both in looks and brains. Standing no more than 5'5'' with long raven black hair, piercing violet-blue eyes and skin as white as a porcelain doll. Shed rivaled Light Yagami since middle school for the top of the class. Every quarter they passed the title back and forth only to tie by last term it would seem. She was quite and reserved in class, ignoring any male that passed her no mater how cute or charming they were. Rarity, to her peers, was untouchable. Every boy wanted but every boy knew they didnt stand a chance. She was something you looked at a distance. So much mystery lay around her, for she hardly spoke a word to them. The only voice she gave was in the class room and even then only to the teachers. Secretly she had a deep hate for Light that only grew with every girl that walked away in tears from his smiling form. It was sometimes hard to feel sorry for the girls, as they were stupid enough to fall for his tricks. She knew charms could be hard to resist, her brother was one of those prince charming himself. But at least he had class, this boy did not. He thought only of himselfthought only to find amusement for himself in his twisted game that involved innocent girls hearts. Somebody needed to teach that boy a lesson. Someone that was on his level... As he walked by she just barely lifted her head, large violet eyes caught his own through thick black lashes as he passed. A brief hint of a smile before dropping them back to her book. He wasnt the only one with undeniable charm. Already she could feel the loathing from other boys, loathing of Light having gotten a look like that from her.

As Light walked with his hands in his pockets, he saw an all too familiar girl when he past a small group of teens. His gaze caught with her own only to see her give him a small smile causing Light to raise an eyebrow. Now normally a guy would be think, oh she likes me, but unlike the other ignorant males who only thought with their dick half the time, he didn't think that. No, he knew this girl, knew her for a very long time in fact. Rarity was her name if he remembered right. She was always tied with him, damn he hatred that. He was the one who was supposed to be better then the rest, he was born to be perfect, but because of her he was matched! He had an equal which didn't please him in the slightest. Rarity..although she was pretty, Light never went after her, though he didn't know why. She was cute, and good looking, smart as well which was a major liking in his book. He could not stand stupid girls. But still, she had never advanced toward him either, so why would she now? No wait, maybe this could be his chance. His chance to get with her, and use her! Yes its perfect, if he did that he would win! He would be back on top. It was so simple all he had to do was set up another date like he did with any other girl, and by the time her night was over she would be in an emotional break down. Her grades would slip, her popularity would go down the drain, she would be publicly humiliated! Oh just the thought made him excited. This was his chance to make everything once again work in his favor.. Light waited until she looked again before smiling back with the most heart melting look by making his eyes glow and have a loving look in them before closing his eyes and lowering his head. The innocent charm, one of the many things he used against girls. He then walked on but stopped at the stairs as if waiting for the bell to ring but really he was waiting for her to bite the bait.

Rarity Shurio nearly sighed with annoyance when he caught her gaze and looked away. For a moment she thought for sure he was going to ignore her. That wasnt possible; firstly, what boy could ignore her? Secondly, she was probably the last girl Light had not wooed and broken. Would he just admit defeat so easily and start to recycle the girls he already dated? Patienceshe reminded herself. Sure enough her ever observant eyes caught that moment of hesitation in his step. He was calculating in that pretty, devilish head of his. Perfect! Patiently she waited, never letting her eyes falter from him. Sighs, moans and groans came from the other boys as they, too waited. Light graced her finally with a second look, for his benefit she played right into his charm biting the side of her lip with a light blush forming across her ivory colored skin. What a very useful talent to have, blush on cueeven better than the girls that could cry on cue, no? As he continued on she slowly started to pack up her things, playing coy. If she seemed too eager he might get suspicious. This wasnt any ordinary boy she was playing with after all. What a pity he didnt come overoffer to carry her books. Shed practiced her girlish giggle for hours on the phone with Ravien just last night. It wasnt long, her books tucked to her chest, before she stood on the side, equaling his height only because shed already taken two steps up. As she passed she slipped a note into his hands before offering another fleeting smile over her shoulder. The words were perfectly script with a loopy, old-style writing... -Sit with me in class?-

The investigation. His assumptions. The ratios. His thoughts. The truth. The statistics. The bottom line. Everything was pointing exactly to one person, save for a few pieces that lay unanswered; like shinigamis. What sort of code could that mean? After all there was no such thing as a death god, otherwise he would have seen one at one point in his life- right? Scanning the screen in front of him, he had started to fidget- toes rubbing against each other slightly as he attempted to figure things out. Mind shifting from one thing to another as he kept the same neautral expression to his face as he worked. Sitting as per usual to what he would do, he seemed to just stay there in the same chair forever- well that was just something the others that worked around him had figured out about how serious the male that sat in their midst was. Thinking and calculating a manner at which he could finally close the case without any more causalities, though all in all; anything that Kira did simply gave him more of a lead to understanding the male and his devilish practices. For the past few hours he had been thinking things over as usual, his body having consumed yet another few things of sugar; this time yet another piece of cake followed by whatever other sugary substance was hanging around the place. Though now one could see a small amount of sugar cubes resting before him, they had once been in a pyramid shape, but now several had been taken away to be digested. Lasting only so long for the sweet craving male as his fingers gripped another before popping it in his mouth. It had seemed, that he hadn't even once pulled his eyes from the monitors that flashed before him. Not that the others around had really paid attention, some wrapping up to leave a little early today. That was fine, it simply made things easier for him as his black eyes slowly drifted to eye the male he was handcuffed with. A measure he had put upon the other to leash him, stop him from being out of his sight when he virtually didn't let the boy do anything alone anyway anymore. He couldn't be trusted, the evidence in his mind raking him angrily to get to the bottom of this. That and make it a very sound and solid answer; so no others could question and so no other variables; no matter what they were could question it. The other was sly, he knew this much of him. Considering the two seemed to think relatively close when it came to their own deductions on the case, but that didn't concern him now. Pupils taking in the sitting individual beside him as the sugar cube within melted away into a nice slosh of sugar. Listening to the sounds around him and the soft tapping of the other's fingers, he couldn't help but wait on the other investigators on leaving. To be alone with this one. To say that he was bent on getting the answer to this case, was a little but of an understatement as he tore his eyes away from the other and stared at the screen. He had been watching a few of the places he had tapped, making sure that none of the suspects that could possibly be the second Kira where doing anything to suspicious that would help draw this to a close. He could stop though, virtually all of what he saw was being taped for later reference- making things easier for him in the long run. Evidence as hard as that was something very few could maneuver around. Drawing his attention to the sounds around him, he couldn't help but rub his feet together more as he heard the last of the others leave. Silence slowly looming on the two that sat in the room alone; hopefully things would stay that way for the time being. No interruptions from Misa or any others as he drew forth his own plan of action. Simply waiting for the other to start the wheels of fate turning.

Justice, a perfect world, criminals dieing by heart attacks, Kira... Everything was going as planned, soon, very soon it would be complete and he could have his ideal world. A world where he reigns as the new God! Just the thought alone made him anxious, but things like this needed to be taken lightly. He couldn't rush, otherwise there was a possibility of slipping up, and if that happened it would end everything he's worked so hard for. Light could not let that happen, this was his world, and he was going to be the one that decides who gets to live or dies regardless of what the others think. This world is rotten, and those who make it rotten deserve to die! No one else could have gone as far as he had and he was going to take this to the end! L could not stop him now, he already had a plan of eliminating him..Soon he would claim his victory.. There was another thought Misa..Such an unreliable girl. How could she forget his name so quickly? She was nothing but a fool, a nuisance. In truth she was in his way! No, he needed to calm down. Why get so worked up? So she didn't remember L's name? That wasn't a big issue. He had another idea to get rid of L. Still, Misa was the one who screwed him up in the first place. Not being careful, sending false tapes of Kira just to get his attention! What was she stupid? Didn't she know that with clear evidence like that, they would find you? Really, how more ignorant can a person get? But luckily Light was able to get himself out of that as well. Higuchi, he was the perfect prodigy to use. A selfish business man who was only interested in his company being on top, it was just too easy. All he had to do was have Rem find a man who's only goal was to be the best in the work force along with his fellow members, and if just so happened Higuchi was the right candidate. Fool, in the end it only cost him to die of an inexplicable heart attack. If he didn't kill for money maybe he would of considered letting him live. Heh, yeah right, if he did that then Higuchi would still be the owner of his death Note, and he couldn't have that. The note book was his along with his soon to be utopia and no one was going to take it away from him, no one.. Light gazed at the computer screen as he typed. His fingers moving with perfect ease across the key bored. After some time Light stopped and picked up his cup of coffee and took a small sip then sat it down to begin typing again. He waved off the members as they left only to give his dad a nod and a smile before turning back around in his chair. Though he couldn't get that stabbing feeling at the back of his neck to go away. Damn L, its as if he doesn't have anything else to do but stare. Light suddenly stopped typing and set his hands on the desk. He turned his gaze toward L. "Is something wrong Ryuzaki?" He asked in a more upbeat tone so as to not make it sound like he was getting irritated from L constantly staring a hole into him.

It had taken the other long enough to question him, but at least it had happened. His mind reeled as he thought about how he would approach this- this thing had decided to do to the other. Against his will, that was one thing that flashed through his mind, something that no man would wish upon himself, but all the same he was going to do it. It was a wonder that L hadn't come to terms with learning exactly which way he swung. After all with his sort of life style there was no room for romance, so something like this just seemed like anything else he did to discover information; just another procedure, not something that would possibly scar both of them mentally. Snapping his eyes back to the other, he slowly turned his chair to face him. A slight smile hanging on his lips as he heard the upbeat of the other's voice. Was it real? Was it a fake? It was hard to tell precisely, but that wasn't the matter at hand for him. The Kira case was, he needed to stop it here and if it meant violating the other to get the right information- hell. He'd do it! He had to make damn sure that his suspicions were right before moving onto another case of suspect. His eyes rested on the other's forehead before centering on his face, toes having stopped their idle movement that they usually did. "Light how do you propose one should gather information from another suspect?" He spoke out of the blue. Why not let the other get a feel for what he was going to do, though all the same- he couldn't really escape him even after he knew. They were hand cuffed together after all, they would just have to go through one of their fights. From fists to feet, they'd most likely duke it out until one of them prevailed- in his case he'd try his best not to tire out and simply restrain the other as best he could. Well without the bounds of not knocking the other senseless with how he was able to maneuver his legs. His eyes seemed to burn there way towards the other's center, waiting to see what he might say about what he said. After all, it sounded as if he was speaking about someone else- not the one he truly supposed was Kira. The exact male sitting right before him. Until all suspicions where dropped to zero percent, Light Yagami wouldn't be allowed to leave let alone do as he pleased. He would be chained to L for as long as he needed, even if if it took eternity. Just as long as he got the right answer out of it all and solved the case. "What method would prove best?" he questioned, wanting to see the other's creative juices following before he did anything drastic. He wanted to recognize any change in the other's face and eyes, wanting to see that maybe he could crack the other this way first before trying at something much more devilish.

Light looked at L to see him smile. Oh how he hated that smile of his, making him self look so innocent and clueless, bastard.. He always tries to look like the good guy like he's doing the world a favor by trying to stop Kira. He thinks he is justice. Wrong! Light was justice, he was doing the world a favor by eliminating criminals, if he didn't do it then they would never learn! Death was the only way to teach them a lesson. But L never believed it, no, he just wants to stop Kira at all costs no matter what, well try your best shot L.. L's words caught Light by surprise but he didn't show it. Gather information from another person? Was he trying to get ideas? Oh come on don't tell me the great L has run out of options? No, that couldn't be it, it had to be a trap, another mind game of his. Lets see if he gave L his opinion would be actually use it against him? But..if he doesn't say anything it might cause more suspicion against him. Even though he was so called proven to be innocent by his little events, L still suspected him and he knew that. He had no choice but to answer L's question. Light looked at L. "Well, if I was trying to find a suspect I would use any method possible as long as it doesn't end up killing the suspect of course, haha.." He closed his eyes and gave a joking laugh before opening them again and looking at L for a response to his words.

He waited on the other, his large eyes resting on the brown haired boy. His mind calculating what the other might possibly say and with his luck- he'd just affirm what he'd soon be doing to the other. With the boy's mind, he'd make sure to try and twist the other around into answer him, saying out in his own voice whom he was. That was, once things commenced. Locking eyes with the youth, he held the same smile on his lips as he answered. A hand went to his chin, finger tapping his lower lip softly before it simply rested there. "Any method possible... save for something that kills them...?" he said, fishing the other's words right out of the air to use against him. His eyes rested on the other fully before he tugged on the chain that connected them. "So even torture you wouldn't rule out as a manner to gather the information... Am I right?" he questioned the other, tugging on the chain more so that his rolling chair drew him right in front of the other. Eyes wide with curiosity towards what the other would answer.

Light looked at L curiously watching his movements but was unable to read past the male's blank expression. Those eyes that seemed to hold nothing behind them, just a black vortex that went on forever with no end, creepy..and the rings from his insomniac made it seem even more edging to be stared at by them. Light's eyes raised at that question but he tried to make it sound he wasn't taken back by those words. "Well I suppose that would work, but Ryuzaki don't you think that is a little inhumane? Torturing has been against the law for quite some time now. They don't do that anymore because the methods were considered vile and wrong to be done on another human no matter what the crime they committed was." He looked at the male and down at the chain that kept them together, that kept him from escaping..He tried to back his chair up some as L got closer. He now felt a very ominous aura coming from him, something wasn't right. "What are you getting at Ryuzaki?.." He asked looking into the eyes of the other with a feeling of uncertainty.

L Lawliet & Rue Ryuzaki The First L & Beyond Birthday They had been with each other for quite sometime, which made things a bit more sketchy as time kept rolling. After all most hadn't even fathomed that he'd have a girl friend, so most would have thought the other just wasn't into it- that was until AA had come around to the investigation area to see how he was doing. She was one of the whammy children, one he knew well of- considering he had lived with the other among all the other children at the Whammy House when he was younger. So forgetting her was just something a little to hard to do. She had always been by his side, observing him and taking note of what he did; that with the slight look of love in her eyes. It wasn't something he was entirely used to returning, but all the same he hadn't pushed her on her rump whenever she was around him, ignoring her at times while at others just listening to her silently as he contemplated other things. Sitting idly in his seat he had taken to 'reorganizing' the small sugar cubes that had been meant for his drink, simply arranging them into a small pyramid before plucking one from its side off and stating it. Sugar, it was just something he ate on a daily basis. The stimulant helping him when it comes to staying asleep through any case he combated, turning his head some to eye the other with his black eyes he couldn't help but put on a weak smile. She was always there, so why not smile at her? There was no reason not. Turning to look at her, he held his smile- not entirely sure what to do next as he looked at her. L wasn't one for being a social butterfly everyone at the whammy house would know this well, that was just how he was. Antisocial to a very drastic extreme, so just initiating small talk on his part was something the other would be happy about- not that that was what he was about to do anyway. "Time to go~" he started, not entirely sure how he should go about this; especially considering the others here. The japanese task force and Light, any wrong move he would have to explain later as he finally got up from his wheel equipped chair- a first for quite sometime. Besides he needed to keep up with his work before letting other things get in his way like a love life. "Come back sometime later" he said in a manner that suggested he wanted her presence as he swiftly shoved her out of the place, not one of his finer things to do as he shuffled away from her. "We'll meet later" he spoke with the weak smile on his lips, eyes on her as he closed the door and muttered to himself. "...maybe" that was quite the given as he went back to his work, getting a few looks from the other's here as he took back to his post and started on his pile of sugar cubs; popping one in after the last dissolved. It wasn't like anything bad was going to happen to her, right? He got everything. It was that single fact that spurred him on for his own reasons, not that mainly would come to conclusion as he waited in the lobby of the building, just waiting for AA to simply stumble upon him. After all, who would have guessed he wasn't L- they looked practically the same well save for a few things. BB had red eyes, not the solid black the other exerted, but despite that the two seemed to be twins when it came down to it. If they really were, only their parents would no. Standing where he had for sometime he had gotten into the mood of slurping down small packets of strawberry jam in hopes that it would help him focus better, discarding the last small packet he eyed the steps anxiously. Knowing that L would push her out soon enough then he could snatch her up in his own manner- after all, would she even remember him?

AA, also known as Angel or just plain A was the third child taking in by Wammy's House. Her real name was April Amaryllis, though only two people in the whole world knew that. She was younger then L by quite a few years. She was one year younger then Light making her sixteen. However, age never mattered when it came to finding rare children of the world in hopes of one of them becoming a successor to the great L one day. She was completely American, having no mixture of nationalities unlike L who looked to be a quarter everything, though mainly British. She was 5'5" in height and barely weighted 110 pounds. Her hair was short to her shoulders and was a mix of light and dark brown with bangs that hung down over her eyes, having the right eye completely covered by her bangs. Her eyes were a dark brown matching with her hair. She was thin and cute with a nice figure, nothing obnoxious like some girls had, just beautiful with perfect angles and an innocent face. One of A's many talents was her quick mind, she had the ability to see things and come up with a scenario of what might have happened or will happen judging by the evidence and those involved with the crime. She was also a computer wiz, if anything that was her main talent. What she could do with computers was beyond amazing. Simple database hacking was like a piece of cake to her compared to the other things she could do. A could never amount to L though, he was too smart, too extraordinary to surpass, at least that is what she always thought. How could she ever hope to be as great as him, that was nearly impossible. She might be better then some, possibly Mello maybe Near giving the chance but never L. There was another subject, L, he had to be the most amazing guy alive, he was just so, and I know this sounds cliche, perfect. A had a secret crush on him though never showed it, L wasn't one to get into relation ships and she knew that. Besides, she wasn't one for just falling in love either, it was a waist of time and usually ended up bad in the end, but for some odd reason she could never get L out of her head. A shook her head, she was daydreaming again. That's going to lose her points on performance. Wateri bring her here to help, not go goo goo eyes over L all day. She reached for her cup of coffee and took a sip tasting the glucose coating at the bottom. Odd as it may seem she actually had a few things in common with L. Mainly the sugar addiction, but she did eat meat which was something L didnt do. So there were similarities and differences between them. Like for example she didnt like strawberries she had a liking for pears and apples more. The only sweets she did eat were chocolate bars, and pockey, not donuts or strawberry short cakes that he always seemed to be eating. She loved cake just not the flavors he liked. They were matched in the zodiac category, him being a Scorpio and her being a Cancer, but the Chinese zodiac didnt match. Oh well, there was nothing she could do about it, so maybe she would live her whole life wanting something that would never be, so be it. She would walk to the ends of the Earth for L. A snapped out of her thought again when she heard L speak. "Huh?" Her gazed turned to him and she looked over at the time. "Heh, I must of lost track of time. Sorry Ryuzaki." She stood from her seat and grabbed her computer bag that held in all her paper work including her lap top that had files from the Kira case along with previous cases, including the BB Murder case.. That was a devastating case to work on. Someone she knew in the past was involved, no, he was the one doing the murders. How could he have stooped so low like that, it was so unlike the old person she used to know. But that was in the past the male was announced of dying from a heart attack in prison, probably by Kira, at least that is what L and her were told. Once A was shoved toward the door she quickly turned around and smiled. "To be continued later then. Bye." She said with a slight wave and walked the rest the way out of the door. She smiled one last time at L before he closed the door. "See you later L" Her voice was low. With a sigh she turned around and headed into the elevators to the main lobby. When the door opened she stepped out and walked threw the main hall toward the double doors, not yet noticing the other male she passed by.

L Lawliet & Rue Ryuzaki The First L & Beyond Birthday A socially awkward situation was bound to happen, then again he wasn't entirely inept with the way he knew how to operate, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to compete with L. Isn't that right? BB watched the other, his dark red eyes flickering over to the female that held his affection but refused to hand it back to him; only holding any love for the male that couldn't hold as thing for for. Even if she was his girl friend, he didn't care. He wanted her, a pang of anger and greed all in one as he drew out his jealousy into one swift act as he slowly walked towards the other, his eyes showing an inquisitive expression towards the female he still harbored love towards. To seduce her, it wasn't that hard- his features almost completely mirrored that of L's, so it was safe to say that he could easily trick her into thinking she was with him, it was as easy as that. Looking the other up and down, he put on a smile for the other. Whether intentionally or on purpose it was hard to tell as he followed for a moment before stopping and eying her. Took the stairs, she could guess that rather easily as he let out a soft call to her, knowing full well what L would have spoken to the female. He could remember how the other tended to 'promise' he'd meet her later that utterly leave her in the dust, not all the time, but enough to possibly hurt the female and make BB's hatred for the other's good fortune grow. "I said I'd see you later" he spoke, his voice mimicking L's exactly as he eyed her. Pulling out a paper from his pocket to read the contents of the page as if stating in his own manner that he was done with work for now. Not that it was entirely what L would do, it would make sense all the same- he could use the other as an excuse to check up on a few things, a bit like how he could always use someone. Right? That was just a way he looked at the other, using and reusing others for his own purposes to see cases to the end. Not that it really bothered him so much, just as long as the other got what was coming to him; that and that he was able to stump the 'great L' with his own methods, like the few people he had taken down and brutally murderer. It was just the way he liked to do things. That with the fact that virtually everyone had 'believed' he had died in prison from a heart attack had actually worked for him, his own case files closed since so many thought he was gone. Wrong! There was no way to check if he was dead now, but all the same- it was rather hard to track down a supposedly 'dead' man when you had no lead on him, about anything but where he was now. Pushing his thoughts away, he kept his smile lingering on his lips, hoping to feel the kindness that she showed to L to him. After all, she would never suspect- now would she? Pulling the paper away and stashing it in his pocket after folding it, he eyed her. Hoping to see her reaction, with this he kept in mind to hide his eyes somewhat, making sure she wouldn't see the red that rode in them so clearly.

A stopped in mid step with her hand already on the handle indicating she was about to exit at any movement. However, the sound of a well known voice stopped her from doing so. She let go of the handle and turned around. "L..I mean Ryuzaki?" he said with confusion looking at him. Why was he with her and not the task force or rather Light? After all he was the one under suspicion of being Kira. L seemed more then set on watching Light's every move more then anything, this was unlike him. "What are you doing down here? Did the other members leave already?" Her voice was low as she spoke. Wait, that didn't sound right, they couldn't of left. She was the only one in the lobby besides L. Or was this man L? A shook her head blocking that thought. Come on who else could it possibly be? There was no other person like L, right? Realizing just how rude she sounded, A quickly bowed and apologized for her actions and words. "Never mind, I'm sorry, Ryuzaki." She looked back up with a small smile. "So, what is it you want to discus with me? Did you catch a lead on the Kira case..or.." She started to say as she kept her gaze to him.

L Lawliet & Rue Ryuzaki The First L & Beyond Birthday For a moment, the way she was speaking indicated her doubt about him, but he wouldn't linger upon that as she gave a bow. Her own thoughts resolving any problem she had in her mind about him being L. Perfect. "No they didn't leave...." he said with a slight smile lingering on his lips as he eyed the other. His own internal desires already fighting with him as his plan was slowly strung out now. First gain her trust, walk her somewhere and they things would escalate from that. "I have a different lead at the moment that has taken my interest" he spoke, not even eluding to what it might be. Nonetheless, the other had to believe that it was something horribly prominent to get his eyes off of Light. "it will determine whether a few of my suspicions are correct" he spoke, slowly edging her into the lies that he woven to the female before him. Softly he let a hand slide into his pocket as he moved over to her, eyes hidden from sight as he flashed her a soft smile. Why not? He was going out of the way to be with her, that and the desire to simply have her. He was being nice, otherwise he could have based her in then dragged her off like any other animal would. No, not with A- he wasn't going to do something so savage to her; at least not yet. BB wanted to make this perfect, perfectly horrific. He wanted to show how great he was compared to L, prove to his love here that she should have always had her eye on him rather than the other whom he admittedly despised for getting everything in his life. It was like L had been born with a golden spoon in his mouth. Him? A silver one, stuck being second place for the time being to the one he loathed. "I'll need your help on this one" he spoke, walking up to her side;ready to go out into the world with her in the most harmless manner that he could. Hopefully she wouldn't notice a thing about him until the deed was done.

A looked at L with curious eyes but she couldn't hide that stupid feeling girls get. The feeling of butterflies in the stomach where it makes you all googly eyed and you look like your in a different world, god how she hated when that happened. But how could she control it L was so amazing, now she knew what Misa felt like around that Light character. No what was she saying? Misa had announced she fell in love at 'first sight'. She had been with L since their childhood. Funny, she could remember how withdrawn she was on first meeting him. She would not talk or make eye contact, but then again after just watching your own family being murdered, who would? That was how A come to being with L. She had a good family, a caring mother and father, and then it happened. Someone broke into the house and killed them. She was safe because the mother hid her in a hole in the wall, and she didn't come out until later. A was then taken to the Wammy house, gave food, a code name, and was told she could live with them until she was old enough to go on her own. Threw the years she was trained and she took that training to heart wanting to become a great detective like the famous L so that she could stop evildoers like the ones who killed her parents. Because of her devotion she reached her goal in becoming a great detective, not fully like L but dead close and she was thankful for that. A shook her head snapping out of her day dream or rather flashback and looked at him. She brought her finger to her mouth and started nibbling on the nail nervously. "Oh? So then your asking me to come with and help you on your suspicions? I'd be glad to assist you Ryuzaki." She smiled and swallowed hard, ugh..she was always so nervous and jumpy around him Then again she was a shy girl. She was timid and would never express her feelings on her own. A put her hand on the arm that was raised to try and stop from trembling. "Lets go then. I cant wait to see the new culprit. It will give Light a break from things, oh not that I'm saying anything against you. But you have been on Light like a bug and we don't even know if he is Kira. Of course it you were to puzzle together the pieces more there is the probability that he is, but that's thinking too far ahead." They had already exited the door as she talked about the case and so on and where already walking the streets. After a while she decided she should shut up, thinking she was talking too much and pulled a box of pocky out of her bag. It wasn't just for her files she kept junk food in there also. She opened it up and took one out putting it in her mouth. "Want one?" She asked looking at him with a smile on her face.

Lexus sighed some as she woke up that morning the new morning in Tokyo and she was nervous about going to school not knowing that there were some bad guys around school but she just didn't know. Getting up she looked around the apartment she was in and she growled some. She took a shower got dressed into that school uniform which she liked and hated at the same time. Her hair being a light/bright blonde with black highlights in it she smiled and looked in the mirror then was off to school. Looking around as she walked past the people she listened to her Ipod and swung her head side to side knowing soon she would probaly find a boyfreind or some close friends. She was the most popular kid back in the United States and she loved how she looked. Smirking some as she got to the school she looked around at the big building that looked like a collage or somethin else but she knew it was a school. Sighing some as she went in and looked for her locker she saw some guys looking at her and she got a scared look in her eyes but just ignored it not knowing what they thought of her. Opening her locker she grabbed her books and put them in her skater backpack that she brought from her town and what her close friend gave her. She slammed the locker door then started for her class. She shook her head and dragged her feet on the floor her head swinging side to side still while she listened to her music. She didn't know what or who was looking at her but she didn't give a fuck it's when she got to the class and looked up that she froze seeing the hottest guy in school and she blushed some as she saw him looking at her. She quickly looked back at the teacher as the teacher yelled at her but she couldn't hear since her Ipod was still in her ears. Taking the earphones out of her ears quickly and starting to put it in her backpack she smiled then went in the class room then went into the back were there was a seat next to the window. Looking back up at the teacher as she started to teach class Lexus didn't know what the fuck she was saying. Growling some she got her books out of her backpack and put them on the desk and just looked out the window rolling her eyes as she wondered what the hell was going to happen today. She hated this moving away from so many freinds and so many close family members and it pissed her the hell off not wanting to do it. She was pushed into it after she got into a fight with another girl over some stupid thing and she was kicked out of the school.

Light Yagami, was his name. Light is written with the kanji for moon and Yagami for night and god. Just the name screamed success and that is what he was. He was born to be on top, to win, to get whatever he wanted. Why else would he be so perfect? He had everything, yet still wanted more. If you only saw Light at first glance without actually knowing him you would label him as a spoiled brat who never seemed to be satisfied no matter what he was given. This male was blessed with so much. His looks were almost god-like with his short thick but soft dark brown hair and bed room brown eyes. The type of eyes that just seemed to look right into your soul and manipulate you to his will. He was perfectly toned and thin, soft firm body and a chiseled yet angelic face. He was tall, standing at 5'8" and weighing 119 pounds. Of course looks wasn't all he had if that was it then he wouldn't be perfect, or at least the closest thing to it. No, he also had talent, skills that people would do anything to have. Then there was his stunning intellect. He was very intelligent, his mind was something not many could compare to, always being top of his class. A hard working honor student who's considered to be one of Japan's best and brightest. That was the title he thought himself to be. There was more to him then that. he wasn't Just Light Yagami. The son of Soichiro Yagami who was chief of the police task force headquarters. No, he was someone else in secret, unknown to every human. Light was also Kira. The biggest thing that has ever hit the world. History in the making that what Kira was. His goal was to eliminate all the criminals, one death at a time until his world was complete where he reigns over as the new god! Even if it meant sacrificing his own soul it was worth it. The world was rotten and it just kept getting worse. Everyday he had watched innocent people's announced death on T.V or another rape victim. The world cant go on like this anymore he had to make a change and with his new found power it was possible. He could do it, create a new world of peace, a world everyone desires. He was the only one who could do it, no one else would of took the responsibility of doing anything in their power to make this a better world..only he could. Sure he knew killing was wrong, but it had to be done. Those who cause suffering for others don't deserve to live, they don't deserve a trial. That wasn't Justice in his eyes! Day after day criminals got away with what they've done because there was no evidence in their crime, but not anymore. Now he was the one who could judge them, he was the one who got to decided who lived and died regardless of physical evidence. And his decision for doing crime was death..no second chances, no trial..Either a simple heart attack if they were charged of worse crimes and dieing of disease or accidental death for lesser crimes.. Those were his ideas when he first became Kira, a dream of a perfect world, but it showed more and more he was losing control. The ability to kill he was given was taking over his mind, making him a different person then who he used to be. He wasn't justice anymore, he was evil but could never accept that fact, or rather he was too blind with power and thoughts of being god to care. His goal was no longer for the world anymore but for him. He had grown selfish and wasn't just killing criminals but those who got in his way. Innocent or not, it they messed with him, interfered, or knew too much he would eliminate them and without hesitation. His heart was a dark place and his thoughts were cruel, in a symbolic since, he wasn't even human anymore. Death Note, that was the power he had found. A note book of a shinigami, death god. It enabled him to kill any human as long as he had a name, a face, a pen and that specific note book. He could kill them quickly and painless or slowly and painfully. When and how he would do it was entirety in his control, and once a name was written, it couldn't be stopped.. Light was sitting down at his desk with his arm propped up and his chin resting in his palm as he gazed outside. He sat by the window on the right toward the middle to back area of the classroom. The lesson the teacher was given was old news to him so he didn't feel like paying attention. All he really had to do was get the home work done, he didn't have to participate because he already knew the subject. His eyes moved from the window to the door once he heard the teacher stop talking and everything going silent. He looked at the girl that entered. He had never seen her before, she must be knew. He could tell that she wasn't Japanese, if he was to guess by looks he'd say she was American. His eyes followed her, turning his head when she got out of eye sight until she sat down a few seats behind him. He didn't know why but something about her caught interest. Maybe it was because she was a nationality that they don't get much of so it was something new. After a few more minutes of watching her he turned his head back toward the window. An annoyed look then appeared on his face as his gaze looked to something else, but what he was looking at was a mystery. Light growled under his breath and looked back to the window, waiting with pure boredom for class to end.

Lexus looked out the window as she saw Light looking at her and she whimpered some as she saw everyone glarin at her as if he was the most popular guy in school and they hated her for him seeming to have an intrest in her. Sighing some she shook her ehad and looked out the window seeing Light look out it to and she tryed to see what he was looking at but she saw nothing. She looked around the classroom seein tons of girls glaring at her and she looked back out the window. When she heard the bell ring she quickly put the books in the bag and she slung the bag over her shoulder and quickly walked out of the classroom. Feeling eyes on her she whimpered some puttin her earphones in and she turned it up loud and started to walk faster. Biting her lip hard she shook her head and starting to walk faster she thought she felt more eyes on her and she looked around seeing almost everyone looking at her. Whimpering some she shook her head and turned the corner walkin out of the school and then she started to run hoping that no one would try and come after her right then and there she just wanted to go back to her apartment and cry her heart out. She felt left out felt out of place in this city in this country and she hated it. Biting her lip harder she started to run and she looked around starting to go down a dark alley and she sighed some slowin down as she started to calm down. Turning her music down she sighed and looked down at the ground and walked calmly. She didn't know why she was walking down the dark alley and she looked up at the sky it already getting dark since school was so long and she didn't know anything the teacher said. She was so confused and she didn't know what to do. Looking back she leaned against the alley wall and looked up at the sky. She didn't know what to do feeling confused and not knowing anything here she just felt like falling down on her knees and crying. She balled her hand into a fist and she slammed her fist into the brick wall and she glared at the wall her hand bleeding and tears rolled down her cheeks and she stayed looking at the ground "why am I even here?? Everyone hates me and I hate this place..I DON'T FUCKING BELONG HERE".

When school ended Light stood from his seat and packed up his things. He tossed them into his bag and swung it over his shoulder then left the class room. His mind started to go toward that new girl it seemed a lot of his fan girls had gotten jealous that he looked at her. So what, he made eye contact that doesn't mean he liked her, stupid girls. Why are they always like that? With a sigh he shook his head and walked past the group of kids as if they weren't even there. It was now getting late as Light headed for home. He wasn't one for taking main roads so he decided to take the ally ways. They were darker and if he stayed in the shadows more safer then being on the streets. Light stopped at the sound of a voice talking in the distance and listened. Being curious he started walking toward the direction to check it out. He walked from out of the shadows to see the girl from before. She was crying and..her hand was bleeding? What was up with her? Light looked the opposite direction for a second as if contemplating on whether or not he should held her. Oh what the hell, its not like he was in a rush to get back home, well he was but still he couldn't just leave her alone it wouldn't be safe, she could get attacked. "Are you alright?" he asked walking behind her with his hands in his pockets. It seemed to be a habit of his. "Do you need some help?"

" Fifteen thousand and five hundred dollars for a herd of Rapidashes- not bad. " Chason grinned, patting the heavy suitcase that was propped on the cushioned seat next to him. Even though he planned out the strategy himself, it was his Pokeboys who did most of the dirty work and carried out his scheme. Then again, they were his willing vessels, ready to do anything he wished of them- they were the reason he made a living. While the other Rockets kept loads of Pokeboys to increase the number of their party, he preferred to keep two and focus his attention on them so that they'd be at an advantage in the face of outraging numbers. It was also his efforts that brought them to where they were; Kaiden and Damien. He picked up his fork, then stabbed at the strawberry in his served fruit bowl, gesturing for the boys sitting opposite of him to finish eating, too. He treated them to a meal after every paycheck, and since he was in a relatively good mood today, he was up for taming them both, too- at the same time. He rarely spent quality time with his Pokeboys, just because he simply had no time. But when he did fit it into his hectic schedule to occasionally express his gratitude, he did it effectively. The Rocket member loosened his tie and sat back on his chair, hanging one arm over the backboard of the other seat adjacent to him. " Eat up all you want, boys- you two deserve it. " he kindly offered, taking a swig of the can of beer he was served. Even though he filled up nearly half of his stomach with alcohol, he wasn't so lenient with letting his beloved boys drink any, mainly for health conditions he was fully conscious of. And beer most likely guaranteed a better fuck. He had a lot more stamina, and he would need it when fucking two. Chason popped a grape into his mouth, glancing out of the PokeCenter's window at the darkening sky. It looked like they would need to room here for the night. They were wanderers most of the time, but they had enough money to let them roost an entire week here if they wanted. Kaiden, the more reserved of the two, warily glanced at their tamer becoming more and more drunk by the passing second. He didn't mind it at all, and knew very well of what rewards that'd bring later in the night. They so deserved a good fuck ! The Houndoom morph ran his gloved fingers through his pitch black hair, fingering the rusty brown highlights that were streaked there in some areas. With his teeth, he tugged off of his gloves, then cautiously brought up, " We are being tamed tonight, right ? Dinner doesn't settle it at all. " He uneasily glanced around at the colorful Pokeboys sitting around them at different tables, looking just disgustingly adorable in their own fashion. They sort of stood out amongst the Pikachus, Azurills, Swablus, and Vulpixes, really. With a sigh, the Houndoom lifted himself off of his seat next to Damien, then rounded the table, plopping down comfortably on Chason's lap. The tamer was quick to wrap his arms around his Houndoom's back, even going as far to poke his fingers underneath the other's waistband. They kissed, and Chason drew away first, leaning forward to plant a peck on the middle of his Pokeboy's chest. " Mmm, of course. There's nothing you two deserve more than a good fuck- I'll cum in both of your asses this time. " he promised, ignoring the strange looks they received from the other customers.

Damien was helping himself to most of the food provided to him, alternating between showing his hands in the large claws and simply picking up the food with the pincers on his wrists. The redheaded pokeboy had played a big role on in aiding his master in capturing all those pokemon, the red blitz wasn't called that for no reason, he was easily able to incapacitate them himself. The pokeboy sat close to his master, pressed up against him really, the black cloth that normally covered his face down so he could feast on the various berries that were his favorite food, preferring the strawberries. He occasionally made a show by aiding his master, lifting an item of food to his lips. The boy only drank a little but quickly demolished the strawberries, his attention sliding around the room, all the people looking at them, or just going about their business, he could really care less, unlike Kaiden, who seemed to care what others thought about him. Damien found it amusing, all the colorful and well groomed pokeboys all around, barely trained and probably badly tamed, Damien however had his wild hair and dark eyes. he looked completely out of place in the pokemon center, along with his comrade Houndoom. Damien gave a glance to the side as the houndoom climbed up in his master's lap, his master promptly wrapping his arms around the other, Damien looked up, a jealous flare in his eyes. He was well known amongst the rockets for his temper, though he felt that even the houndoom deserved his turn. Still, the Scizor let out a low growl when their clearly intoxicated master showed the houndoom a lot of attention. Damien turned his head towards the two, his sharp eyes aliting on them when their master admitted that he would be fucking both of them that night, at that Damien smiled. It was likely that by the end of the night he would have a lot of cum in him, he knew the houndoom probably would help, maybe even gang up on Damien, being doubleteamed by both his master and his comrade was his favorite sexual activity. Damien waited a moment before he moved, pressing into his master's side and pressing on the charm "Master, when do we get to fuck?" He was a lot less inhibited than Kaiden, and proved it by leaning in to kiss Kaiden full on the lips "I am in the mood" Damien smiled seductively, pecking his master on the cheek, his actions were primarily to embarrass the more reserved pokeboy, Damien had no problem with public displays of Affection, making out with his master, or even being fucked or fondled by his master, in places where they could be caught. Damien made his effort to get into his master's lap, pressing into Kaiden as well, a gesture of affection from the fiery pokeboy. The fiery haired pokeboy smiled at Kaiden, he was a horny one, and they would both be being fucked, maybe even Kaiden would have a turn with Damien, or even get to have him

Maybe Chason would sit out for the first few minutes of the taming session to allow for both of his Pokeboys to be a bit intimate with each other in the beginning. He personally loved seeing his dearly beloveds get at it, so he would be more than willing to let Kaiden take control of the reins for a few moments until he'd step in to the scene. Besides, they seemed to like each other very much when they weren't indirectly fighting over his attention. It was obvious that Damien had some sort of an attraction towards his only partner in crime, while Kaiden was somewhat inexpressive, but held the same love for his comrade as well. He often put them together, but preferred that they stayed apart most of the time for specific reasons regarding attachment and the neglect of their duties. He also didn't tame them very often, because it felt much better if they weren't doing it on a regular basis. If one or two weeks were given to let their asses sit there for a while, they eventually grew tighter, giving him more of a thrill to penetrate those rears with the added pleasure. Honestly, Chason couldn't wait to get this moving. He was already on the brink of being totally tipsy, and he wanted to use his stamina before it'd completely burn out in a matter of a few hours. He caressed his Houndoom's back, drawing imaginary shapes on his finely shaped body and the angular spine that curved along, too. The tamer knew that Kaiden loved the riding position, so he kept that in mind as he groped the Houndoom's ass affectionately. Kaiden was rubbing against him, and the master willingly responded by grinding his crotch against his Pokeboy's, smirking against the other's shoulder. Kaiden blushed, nearly throwing his head back in sheer pleasure and ecstasy as he was forced to imagine just how amazing it would feel to be bouncing on top of his master's full erection ... Then, Damien kissed him, and he moaned into the slight peck, already turned on with the flow of events that happened. Unlike Damien, he was a bit shy with public displays of affection, and he despised being exposed in the midst of prying eyes, but damn- he was horny tonight. If Chason wanted to do him on the table, he'd eventually give in to his master's request and go along with it. How long had it been since they had a threesome ? " Hm, eager, aren't we ? Kaiden, why don't you be a good boy and pay the bills ? Get us a key while you're at it, too ... " he murmured, pecking the other's cheek and giving a prompt slap against his Houndoom's rear to spur him into action. Kaiden yelped, nodded, and fished out his master's wallet to pay the waitress and claim a room key for them. While Kaiden was absent, he tugged Damien onto his lap, kissing his neck affectionately to make up for the times he hadn't been able to spoil his Scizor. " I'm so proud of you. I promise you a good double penetration tonight. " he promised, probably hinting at the fact that Kaiden would join in to fuck Damien, too. " You want that, baby ? " he grinned, arching one eyebrow as he pursed his lips over the other's smooth jawline, " Want both of it stuffed in your ass ? "

Damien watched his master giving his attentions to Kaiden, thinking for a moment, perhaps deciding that it was time to get moving. Damine had a crush on Kaiden, he didn't keep it secret, even though he kept it under wraps when Master was around, mostly because he was busy vying for his master's attention, he loved it when Kaiden fucked him too, their sweating bodies writhing, pressing into eachother, Kaiden wad very energetic in bed. Damien also liked it doggy style with him. Of course they didn't fuck that often, especially not as often as Master fucked them both. Damien looked up, tilting his chin and leaning back, both pincers closed at the moment before he reached over and grabbed a grape, popping it in his mouth. The pincers were surprisingly dexterous, but for things that he needs softness for, Damien was able to use his hands, located inside. Damien kept helping himself to the strawberries, as the master lavished Kaiden with attention, not paying attention to the pair. The boy occasionally glanced over at the two, fidgeting as he watched Kaiden moan and groan in his master's lap. He was becoming aroused just by watching them, his master rubbing his crotch into the other while Kaiden moaned. Damien's kiss had even more of an effect on the houndoom, bringing a particularly malicious smirk to the redhead's lips. The Scizor watched as Kaiden was sent off by chason to go pay the bills. No sooner had Damien peered over at his master when he was pulled into his lap, his master's lips on his neck. Damien practically melted into his master's arms, his neck was one of those weak spots on his body. Damien blushed, mostly just from hearing his master tell him he was proud, he would easily bend over for his master in a public park, but still being told something like that brought a flush of pride to his face. "Hmm, master, that sounds great" Damien smiled, rolling his head back, giving him access to his own neck "That sounds lovely, I want to be so full tonight" The thought of being fucked by both his master and his fellow pokemon made Damien quite noticeably aroused, the thought of cum covering his body or being poured inside of him always got him going. Damien 's sharp teeth showed as he placed a kiss on his master's cheek, pressing his body into his. Damien noticed people were staring, and that simply brought a smirk to his lips, he liked having people watch.

They called him a murderer, criminal, serial killer. They thought he was crazy, insane for doing what he did. Insane huh? Insane was an understatement, but you could never go right up and say that to his face. Unless you wanted to die of course, and depending on his mood or how bad he took the insult, the death would either be quick and painless or slowly and painfully..He wasn't one you would mess with, anyone who crossed him always got the worse end of it, and if they didn't at first, he would devote his time in making sure they paid sooner or later. Light Yagami was the name of this man but only a few people know who is was in secret. Kira, the so called New God of the world. The one who killed criminals day after day because he thought he was upholding justice. It was his goal to eliminate the wicked, to create an new world free of crime. He was entrusted, no, he found an unknown power that gave him the ability to kill anyone as long as he had a face, a name, a pen, and a special note book. Death Note it was called, a power known only to a shinigami, a god of death. The Note Book even came with instructions for the one who first picks it up, stating specific rules and how to kill. Anyone would think it was a prank at first, but there is just something about the note book that makes a human want to try it at least once. Though after the first time of revealing its power the user gets rid of it. That wasn't the way for Light, no, he used it to complete a goal and dream he's had for so long. The dream of rebuilding the world into a utopia where he rules over as God. This man devoted his life, his own soul to achieve his goal, but many obstacles laid ahead in his creation. There were those out there who didn't believe what he was doing was justice. They thought it was evil, inhumane, and so they devoted their own life to stop him at all costs. He was so close, already eliminating one of the major problems that kept him from being God, all he had was one more game to play, one more puzzle to solve. But it ended in failure! No! It wasn't his fault, everything on his end was perfect, he just misunderstood his own proxy. He didn't think the male would go against his orders and do things on his own without his consent! That is why he failed, because he had to rely on others at the time, and all they did was prove to be worthless, pathetic. It was obvious now he couldn't have others help him, he had to do it on his own, but would be get a second chance or was it all over for him? On January 28th Kira was caught and apprehended but instead of sending him to death or a prison, the task force talked it over and decided on sending him where he truly belongs, an insane asylum. Kira wasn't just a murderer, he was crazy, mad with power and it just kept getting worse, festering inside of him to the point of insanity. It could of been all the stress, or he just couldn't handle the power he was given, maybe both. Either way he was stripped of his powers and sent to be locked up under high security in a insane asylum where he would live the rest of his life like a caged animal..Or would he?.. Light was located in the back part of the asylum, where the most dangerous people go. He was behind a big metal door with the numbers 666 embedded on it. They chose this number as a joke and also because they thought it that went along with his personality. On the side of the door was a small screen along with keys under it so that one had to type in a password just to open the door. They didn't know Light was Kira because the task force kept that secret all they warned was he was dangerous and should be locked up. He was labeled as insane, yes, but he could also appear calm and collected, even normal, but he was a manic depressant, one second completely normal, the next a psycho path, that is why he needed to be under high security at all times. The room he was in was like a normal bedroom in a way but plain. He had a toilet, sink and a bed, but nothing else. At shower time he went in alone with the guards outside until he finished. Light had to wear a band on his ankle that beeped if his temper reached a certain point. He was constantly given a pill to keep him calm but of course he never took it it. He was able to keep himself normal, but there were times he just snapped. He had to be monitored whenever he was allowed to be with the other patients but he wasn't monitored in his room, that was the only place he had full privacy to himself. Light was treated no different then a prisoner, his treatment was different from the rest, but still, better to know you were safe then being surrounded by the ones you've been killing for years, how ironic would that be. Light was sitting on the bed wearing a simple long sleeved black shirt and black lose pants, no shoes, no socks, nothing else. He didn't even have his watch, that was one of his prized possession and it was taken away as well. His eyes looked forward thew his bangs because his head was lowered. It would appear he was sulking in his failure but he was also trying to come up with a plan. He's been in this place for about a month now but so far hasn't come up with one idea of how to escape. "Uh..This is boring, there's nothing to do here.."Light's fingers fiddled with the chain on his left wrist that connected him to the wall. The chain was long so it gave him moving room but he could go no further then the line on the floor that left about 5 feet of room by the door encase someone entered and he decided to attack, but once they crossed the line he could reach them, that might come in handy later. "Shut up Ryuk..This is your fault also.." Light said turning his head to look at the creature that was only visible to his own eyes."How is it my fault?"Ryuk asked looking confused. "If you would of let me use your Note Book then I wouldn't be in this damn place!! I have to suffer, and so do you.." Light crossed his arms and closed his eyes. "Just be patient..I'll think of something, and when I do, I'm going to exact my revenge on everyone involved!" Ryuk laughed."I hope your right about that."

There was nothing that Luna could do to get out of this one. She had chosen to be the best at anything she did when it cane working at the assylum. She was a good nurse and a good therapist. Depending on her boss, she'd be assigned to either or. But this was both. Apparently, she had to be both when it came to this certain particular man. It probably had something to do with the fact that they were short on hands these days. It was a budget cut, they said. She lost a few friends during that time. Friends that made her job that much easier. She needed the extra money her superior was giving her for this one particular job. Had she not, she would have said no. It required overtime and three hour sessions three times every twenty four hours. She also had to give him his medicine and make sure he'd take it..through a needle or a pill. Sometimes she'd even have to bring him food herself. So, in total, she'd be working thirteen hours a day. The sessions would only last till a month, depending on the mans cooperation. She thought it was thirty days too many. This would also be her first job working with someone in the back of the facility. Usually those didn't have any hope of ever returning to sanity, but she was told this one was different. That the police had requested this particular area for this particular man. They didn't even know if he was really THAT much of a threat. There was days he would snap, but who wouldn't? If she had to spend everyday in a cell with no human interaction, she'd go crazy herself. He was allowed no visitors, no nothing until the end of the year. It was almost sad. The twenty one year old nurse felt bad for him, but she couldn't let that interfere with her line of work. She looked at her clipboard. Her first concern was that he talked to himself...apparently he had an imaginary friend from what they saw in the cameras. Then it was his temper. But other than that..he seemed normal. Like the police over reacted. She watched him for a little while, and he seemed like a normal guy. Seemed. She would have to begin asking him who he talked to. Imaginary friends seemed to be the easiest problem to solve for her. She took her clipboard and slowly began walking towards the high security area. It always had that strange feeling. Like you were being watched by something. She was always extra sensitive to things like that. Usually, if the feeling was bad enough she wouldn't be able to even sit still in the room. She'd leave, or urge the others to go with her. Her eyes lowered when some security guards smiled at her. It wasn't the smile that is the friendly co worker smile. It was vulgar. She wasn't one to sue for sexual harassment though, and they had made no inappropriate gestures so she let it go. When she got to the room with the numbers "666", she felt uneasy. The kind of uneasy that made your stomach turn. She had to shake the feeling off. She would not let her hypersensitivity get in the way of her job. The guard at the door punched in the keypad code for her, but she had already memorized the number. The door buzzed and she opened it, then opened the second door that was locked by thumb print recognition. When she saw him in person, he seemed even more normal. She cleared her throat, that uneasy feeling still inside her and smiled. "Good morning Mr. Yagami. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Luna Shikimori. I will be your nurse and therapist. From now on, I will see you three times a day, for three hours. Sometimes, I'll bring you food. Sometimes, I'll watch you take your sedation pill. If you refuse I'll have no choice but to inject you. We can do these sessions with you strapped to your bed or moving around freely. It is all up to you." The smile never left her face. She didn't want to upset her patient, after all.

Light stopped messing with his chain and jerked his head toward the door when he heard it being opened. Lets see it has been about 6 hours since the door was last opened, maybe he could find a pattern. He looked to one that entered, it was a girl..His gaze dropping down to see if she was behind the line. Unfortunately she was so he couldn't reach her. A shame too, she was just a woman so using force would definitely of been solution to escape, oh well there was always next time. His gaze went to look at her again hearing her words he narrowed his eyes and looked away. Who was she to tell him what he was going to do. She could shove the pill down her own throat for all he cared, and he would be happy to volunteer. "Whatever.." He looked at her from the corner of his eyes, secretly looking her over thoroughly. She was shorter then him and small, she looked younger as well, not to mention weak, perhaps he could put a plan in motion now that he knew she would be coming three times a day. "Light.." He turned his head to look at her once more. "My name is Light. Don't call me Mr. Yagami, that is how my father was addressed before he died.." Light looked away with lowered eye brows sounding as if he was almost sad, but if anyone knew him well enough they'd know he was just putting on an act to get inside her head. "I don't see the point in taking those pills. I seem calm to you don't I? Its really just a waist of time. I'm not like them." He looked at her and pointed to the door as if he was talking about the other patients. "I don't need medicine. I'm not mentally unbalanced and I'm not traumatized. I wasn't an abused kid and I didn't experience anything drastic that would of made me schizophrenic. And I sure as hell wasn't born that way either.." He sighed and crossed his arms. "Me being here is a complete mistake, but I'm sure its nothing you would ever understand.."

She sighed. Obviously he was one of the types that think there was nothing wrong. She'd begin there. She pulled up a chair and then crossed her legs. "Light..I have been told that you experience fits of rage for no apparent reason...Do you remember these fits?" If he was aware of them, then she'd have to rule out multiple personality disorder. They weren't quite she what his mental illness was. How kind of the police task force not to tell them how they should go about treating him. No sickness meant no therapy. She looked him up and down, seeing nothing but an ordinary man. But she knew he was here for a reason, and she'd get to the bottom of it. It was her job, and she wanted to help him. That was funny, usually when she dealt with patients it took her a while to get inspired to help them. If he was a man on the street she would deem his as attractive, someone she would want to know. He was her type sort of. It was a shame that there was something wrong with him... She shook off the thought. That was unprofessional. She let her mind wander and she ended up thinking about how attractive he was. That wasn't good. She had never thought of any of her patients that way. Why was he different? And then there was that awful feeling in the room. There was something wrong with him and it was best to distance herself emotionally from him. She felt bad...so bad...

Light sighed and laid back on the bed with his arms behind his head. "You'd be pretty pissed off too, if you were forced to be here with all these other nut jobs. I can't play a decent game of chess with anyone without them throwing the pieces around..Its boring here, there is nothing to do. If I am insane, its because I'm cooped up here in this godforsaken place." He closed his eyes with an irritated expression. After some time he opened his eyes and looked at her again. "Three times a day, right? All you do is give me my medicine and food during those times? Am I allowed to ask for company? Its hard enough being in this room with no one to talk to but myself.." Ryuk looked at him. "Hey!" Light closed his eyes to stop from laughing. He then opened his eyes once more. With another sigh Light leaned up from the bed and sat on the edge. "No one has any idea what I went threw. They just assume I'm insane. Whatever.." He rubbed his forehead. "So besides having to come here for work reasons, can you entertain me on the side?" He could tell this girl was slightly cautious so he had to work slow and attack when the time was right. First he had to become friends with her, just like he did with L before he killed him.

She crossed her leg and listened to his responses. They were normal, typical responses that a normal person would say. But there had to be something wrong with him and she wouldn't be getting out of this if she didn't figure it out. She took notes on his behavior, making sure she made accurate observations. She would go over this later. "Three times a day for three hours." She corrected. It was a little inhuman, she'd practically be living here. Seven am to ten am. Twelve pm to three pm. Five pm to eight pm. She sighed. "I don't know about entertaining you..But I'll definately be keeping you company. Now..tell me something else." She paused, hitting her clipboard a few times with her pencil. She had to come up with another question. Something that wouldn't upselt him. "In the serveilance cameras, they show that sometimes you talk to yourself. Do you have a friend in here, or do you just mumble to yourself?" Everyone was guilty of talking to themselves at one point. However, if he told her he had a friend then that would be something that needed to be set straight. She purposely didn't say imaginary in case he assumed she saw him too.

BB and L were similar in so many ways. But, in a way, L's mistaken successor was 'out of his mind', or simply put- insane. If Near and Mello hadn't inherited L's title, he would have been able to catch Kira without much effort. It didn't take a genius to gather obvious proof and narrow down the options to one naughty criminal. BB was highly intelligent, but the government preferred to put a white-haired boy in charge instead. He didn't like the fame, though. He respected L, but he didn't want to continue on the alphabet legacy to waste time and chase after a culprit whose evil deeds were becoming rather boring. Raito Yagami. Murderers often thought alike and could communicate well with each other; even detect another's presence. The serial killer fit into his own schedule to have a 'conference' of sorts with this merciless student ... to possibly teach him a lesson about screwing with justice. Maybe he could knock some sense into him- let him know the real definition of an evil mastermind. In his bloodshot eyes, Raito Yagami was a total softie. The world didn't need a wimp as a new god. L wouldn't allow it. BB wouldn't allow it. All it took was a little drugging to have Kira seated on an unusable strap-down chair taken from an actual mental asylum, locked away down in a dingy basement that ran on little electricity. His limbs were tied down with leather binds, and if that wasn't enough, his neck was also attached to the back of the cushioned armchair. Spare his pants, he was stripped down to the skin. BB sat on the opposite chair, sitting in the exact same position L would with his knees tucked to his chest and a thumb laying on his lower lip. There was something freaky about those odd crimson eyes that pierced into Raito's unconscious face, and when the other student stirred from his sleep, he fidgeted, too. He would have fun this afternoon. " Light- ... " he whispered, slowly lowering his legs from the chair. He inched in just a little bit, tilting his head to show a fanged smile, " Or should I refer to you as 'Kira' from now on ? " BB grinned, then stood off of his chair, glancing around at the empty basement surrounding them both. Except for the two chairs in the middle of the place, it was empty, humid, and eerily dim. But then of course, there was a jar of strawberry jam next to the office chair BB brought down, and the door key was hanging from the belt loop of his jeans, just dangling there tauntingly. The armchair that 'Kira' was resting on was covered in fresh blood that had rusted away a little while ago. " I've heard many many good things about you, Kira- ... how you managed to defeat L ... " he hissed, running his index finger along the back of Light's chair. Then, suddenly, he twisted around, keeping his face mere centimeters from the other's face before zooming back out again with an evil smirk, " You had fun with him, huh ? ... We're gonna have fun, too ... Lots ... of ... fun. "

Everything seemed to go so quickly before his eyes. He remembered sitting at the computers with the task force next to him. Plotting, thinking of a plan to eliminate his next opponent. Near, the name the male so called himself, a successor to L. Well, he defeated L. Who's to say he couldn't take down more? Light was going to win no matter what even if it did mean killing people who got in his way, innocent or not. Light had left the building to take on an errand but he was so embed in his own thoughts that he didn't know what happened to him before it was too late. Seconds seem to pass by him as something was injected into his neck from behind. His eyes had then closed and he fell unconscious to the ground below.. It seemed to be hours before he started to stir and regain his consciousness. The first thing he tried to move was his hands so he could rub his head only to find he couldn't. Its like they were strapped down to something. His eyes slowly gazed down at himself and widened slowly until they seemed like they would fall out. He was strapped down to what seemed like a chair covered in stale blood. The only thing he was wearing now were his pants. What happened to his clothing, and who was the one that took them off in the first place? Fear was rising in him now, mainly of the thought that he was completely tied down and almost stripped of all clothing. Who ever did this to him was probably planning something evil. Light heard the voice and looked up a gasped escaping his lips. He was looking as if he'd seen a ghost. Right in front of him was the man he killed years ago. "L?.." No, this couldn't be him, he was dead! He saw him die in front of his eyes! He even went to his grave! L was dead, this was a fake, it just had to be. "What is the meaning of this?!" He shouted his eyes now showing anger but changed as the man he thought was L stepped closer. He looked at the male with disbelief, this guy knew he was Kira? No, it had to be a trap, he couldn't fall for it. "Kira? Is that what this is about? I am not Kira! And you are an impostor!" He growled. Light knew now this was not L he could act it and fake it but he wast L. L was dead he could confirm that. This was just some guy possibly using a disguise to get into his head. He blinked when the male ignored everything he said and kept talking. "I'm not.." He stopped in mid sentence at the male's words. This guy made it clear he wasn't L but he sounded like he knew him.."You..know L?" Light grunted in frustration and turned his eyes to the side. "Your disgusting. Let me go now, or I can guarantee, you will pay for this!" He shouted once more.

Who knew Kira could be so noisy ? Scowling, BB withdrew from the chair a few inches, then coming to rest his elbow on the top portion of it. He leaned against the steel-metal furniture, proudly grinning to himself as Raito continued to ramble and demand an explanation. He should have invested in duct tape, but BB was planning to put that big mouth to use sooner or later. Right now, he was going to indulge in a verbal fun, because nothing was better than to exploit and mess with the human mind. Cracking Kira's head would be difficult, but it was possible. He bent his back, giving the impression that he was just as crippled L was, but later straightened it to prove quite the opposite. He wasn't L. Sure, they looked strikingly similar, but L was defeated, while BB was left to remain in the match. Kira versus Beyond Birthday- how fun. " No, not L- " he teased, a devilish smirk creasing his lips, " But why go by alphabets ? ... You know his name. You're Kira, after all. " He shrugged, then waved his hand dismissively in the air, heartily chuckling to himself. Slowly plotting Raito's downfall was just amusingly entertaining. Who knew- if he absolutely felt like it, he could kill him here, in this basement, and claim fame for himself. A criminal needed to be executed, but then again, his own hands weren't clean, too. " Disgusting ? " he cackled, rudely ruffling the other's hair with his lanky fingers, " And here's the kettle calling the pot black ! You and I are the same in so many ways, Kira- " He grinned, tightening his hold at the top of his head. " Now when will you stop playing stupid and actually admit that you are- ? I'm not Ryuuzaki. Never will be. We're different. " he murmured, running his blood-stained fingers over the other's cheek ... carefully ... slowly. " And there's one thing I will promise you, Kira, " he demonically smirked, " You'll never defeat me. " Stopping at Light's chin, he withdrew his fingers, then bent over to pick up the jar of strawberry jam he left on the basement floor, idly cupping it between his hands. Without doing anything else and leaving Light to wallow in his own fear and misery, he plopped down on the opposite office chair, tugging his legs up to his chest. Then, he whipped out a butterfly knife from the pockets of his jeans and pried open the new jar, throwing the plastic lid over his shoulder. It clanked loudly on the brick floor. " K came before L, but B comes before K. " he chanted in an eerily sing-song voice, dipping the rusty blade of his knife into the jam. He licked at it carelessly, occasionally sparing Light a few glances. " Do you want some, too ? " he tauntingly asked.

Light listened to the man's taunts with gritted teeth. If only he was released right now, if only..Still he didn't know this guy's name. Even if he was released he couldn't kill him. "I already told you, I'm not Kira.." He said in a more lower tone. He growled and tried jerking his head away from the male's touch but his neck was fastened to the chair as well preventing any moment. whatsoever. "Get your hands off me.." Light looked into the eyes of his kidnapper. They looked so inhuman almost like..shinigami eyes..He shook his head, no way that was stupid this guy didn't own a Death Note,..Did he? He took a quick glance to the side at his shinigami waiting for a reaction. Ryuk was laughing? No way..His gaze looked at the copy L again. "Who are you? What business do you have with me? Are you seeking revenge for L because you think I'm Kira?" Light then stopped talking and looked at him with a raised eye brow. "What?..No, I don't eat strawberry jam.." He swallowed again his eyes spying the blade in his hands but tried to hide it by narrowing his eyes at the one across from him.

With abnormally crimson eyes flashing at his kidnapped victim, a gargled laugh erupted from his throat, making him seem even more of an insane person. " Revenge ? This isn't about seeking L's approval at all. We're a lot different than you might think- " he smiled, then coyly spun around in his chair. " Kira, I thought you'd be a lot more intelligent than this- so stubborn, too ... I was thinking we'd have more fun together- ... " he grinned, rising again from his seat to approach Light. He took the strawberry jam-covered blade with him, but left the entire jar on the office chair, running his tongue across the sharpened edge of it. " I don't think you're Kira. " he teased, fitting himself comfortably between the other's spread legs. He rested the tip of his butterfly knife against the far left of Light's chest, deciding that a little pain would cause him to speak up and confess. " I know you're Kira. " he emphasized, digging the weapon into the other's torso, just light enough to make a bloody mark. He ran it down, slicing the skin along with it. Then, he lifted the bloody tool, then let it down to carve a 'K' on his chest. It was already dripping, but BB merely leaned in to lap his tongue across the slick skin, smearing the blood that outlined over the sloppy letter engraved on the other's torso.

Light glared at the male as he just kept taunting him over and over, it was pissing him off. His gaze watched the blade that was in the male's hand. The edge gleamed even from the little light of the room. He swallowed hard as the male approached going between his legs to make him more uncomfortable that what he already was. When the blade made contact with his skin his teeth gritted tightly, cringing back the pain. "Ng!!.." He held his breath and clenched his fists holding back the urge to yell or scream until the male finished. Light breathed again taking a deep breath and panting. He looked down to see the K on his chest. The fucker had branded him with the first letter of his own alias and now was licking his wound, sick bastard! He thought bitterly. Light then looked away and thought about some things. This guy was a joke, he seemed like nothing more then some insane criminal which made him hate the guy even more. 'K comes before L but B comes before K' that was what this guy had sung a few minutes ago. B..B..why did that seem familiar to him? He remembered hearing it before but its been years. Who was the one that was refereed to as B? Or rather..BB..Beyond Birthday?! His eyes widened looking back at the male. no way, it couldn't be. "B?..as in..Beyond Birthday?.." He asked out of the blue since the thought has crossed his mind.

As Light finally managed to figure out his alias, he smirked, then wagged his butterfly knife in the air, licking the metallic liquid from the tip of that, too. He rolled his crimson-tinted tongue back into his mouth, then went back to pressing the tip of it against another portion of the other's clean skin, tainting it with yet another cut. " It's officially been proven that Kira's mind works slower than normal- what a shame. " he evilly smiled, running his weapon straight down to make an 'I' on the middle of his naked chest. He withdrew and examined his beautiful handwriting with pride, blinking his raccoon eyes once, " So you've heard of me ? " His shinigami eyes flashed once as he collected information of Light's death at that second. He knew where it was going to happen, but there was that strong temptation that would prompt him to kill the trouble-making murderer on the spot. But then of course, BB wasn't that dumb. He was a serial killer ! He needed to be a lot more conniving to achieve his goals and reach the finish than that ! Avoiding more chatter about his name, he pressed the tip of his knife against Light's flesh again, digging the tip in to draw the 'R'. " These'll take a while to heal, I assume- you'll have to cover it up nicely- consider it a gift that I didn't mark it across your face. " he teased, reaching forward ever so cautiously brush the other's bangs aside with three of his fingers. Light, he had to admit, was attractive. Though it would have been nice for such a handsome man to take the reins of the world, he couldn't let that happen. He'd die before Kira's kingdom would come to overshadow the universe, but for the sake of justice ( hah ! He should be the last person to speak of righteousness ! ) and L, he needed to stop Light's ambitions here. " I see, " he creepily murmured, focusing his crimson eyes on the youthful face before him, " Your death- in a matter of a few hours. Two ... and thirteen minutes- stabbed- ... "

Light narrowed his eyes this guy was B. How? He killed him! He wrote down B's name in the Death Note after hearing he was a major criminal, the killer of the Las Angelis murder cases. It was even announced. He escaped? No...the guy they showed wasn't him, this guy was the true B that was the only explanation, and he was alive..But, if he didn't care of L's death what was his business with him? He had a very pissed tone when he said he defeated L. That must be it he wanted to be the one who won against L and because of that he was exacting his revenge. Light cringed and gritted his teeth. He clenched his hands so tight they started to turn white and bleed from his nails digging into his palms. The pain got worse the more he did but he still fought it, he could not show this bastard any weakness. When the male stopped slicing his skin he looked down to now see a K I R..Light knew what the next letter was he was going to carve 'kira' on his body so that it would be there forever.. He panted and cringed from the stinging the blade caused. His gaze looked into the red eyes of the other, the male looking so calm about what he was doing, while it was seem Light was cracking by the sweat drops that were forming on the side of his forehead. Those eyes, they seemed to be looking at something, but what? At B's next statement Light looked at him with wide eyes. "What?.." This guy was going to kill him? No! He had to get out, but how? Come on think..think! After a few minutes he couldn't think of anything for now he would just have to try and stall the male. "In a few hours?..Why don't you just kill me now and get it over with?..That's what you did to your other victims isn't it B?.."

It would be a white lie to say that BB was never associated with Light from the beginning. There was the incident where Kira tried killing him after listening to something from the television show, but he wouldn't be here, torturing his killer if that plan had worked. Light couldn't underestimate BB- like he claimed, he was different from L in the way his mind functioned. He wasn't a softie. Ryuuzaki had been too merciful, and look where that got him- he was now weeping in the afterlife, cursing himself because he couldn't grab Light by the collar when he had the chance. Proof and solid evidence didn't matter. One kill, and this whole Kira case would end ... " Now what's the fun of that ? I'd rather watch you bleed to death, actually- slow ... painful ... " he evilly taunted, pressing the tip of his butterfly knife to the next empty portion of the other's skin to draw the last letter of his alias; A. In a few seconds, a crimson 'KIRA' was written across Light's torso, dripping grotesquely with fresh blood. " Let's have some fun, Kira- ... I've been wanting and waiting to meet you for so long. " he whispered right beside the other's ear, leaning in ever so slightly to lick the shell of the male's ear. " If it'll help spare your life by a few seconds, I'll show you a good time. " he grinned, pulling away with a sadistic grin plastered on his pale lips. He picked up the strawberry jam, then reached in with his bare hand to scoop a dollop of it. Then, without hesitation, he smeared it across Light's collar and neck, licking the remains of it from his bloody fingers. Blood and jam was such a delicious combination. " I've always wanted to know how stressed Kira was in reality- ... " he purred, licking the sweet paste from the side of his neck where the metal wasn't strapping him down in place.

Light's teeth gritted once more as the last letter was carved into his flesh. "Ng!!.." He fought to remain still until B was done, only to then relax his body once more and began to pant. He was losing a lot of blood now and could feel himself slowly growing weaker, dizzy. Light looked up into the male's big red eyes again with a look of disgust. "Twisted freak!" He spat with anger in his tone. He didn't want to admit it but he had a feeling it was winding down for him. After all no one knew where he was because he didn't even know. Not to mention the fact he's completely strapped down in front of an insane serial killer, a criminal that he couldn't kill! It all just made him so mad and filled with rage but he could no nothing but sit and let his bastard do what he wanted to him. His gaze shot to the side looking at the male who was now close to his ear. He clenched his hands tightly, he so bad wanted to punch that guy in the face for being near him like that. This male made his skin crawl in such a disturbing way. "Get away from me!" He growled and jerked his head away but was stopped by the trap around his neck that sealed him in place. "Fuck.." He mumbled with annoyance. The next comment made Light's face cringe with disgust once more and he felt shivers going down his spine. "Go screw yourself.." He hissed with venom in his voice. "I'd rather die then to participate in your disgraceful acts, you homo!" Light looked down at his arms and jerked and pulled them, but they still remained strapped down. He felt so sickened, disgusted, humiliated no..there wasn't even a word to describe how he felt at the moment. All he knew was he wanted to make this male pay dearly. How dare he treat him like this! Taunt him and touch him! Sick bastard, fuck where was everyone when you needed them the most? The task force and that stupid girl Misa. Was he just going to die like this?! No..not in this way, never, he had to get out of here. He didn't know if it was the fact he knew if he wasn't away from this male that he was going to die or the fact he was scared of what this man was going to do to him next, but either way he began to panic. Light growled and shouted in anger as he jerked and squirmed in the chair. Pulling, tugging, jerking, trashing, doing anything he could to try and escape this guy, but all his efforts still came out as useless attempts. All he ended up with was more exhaustion along chafe wrists and ankles. Now panting and sweating as his chest heaved in and out.

Fighting and messing with Kira's mind was entertaining in its own repulsive way. BB found absolute pleasure in taunting his victims, and though he hadn't tried spending quality time with his previous ones, Kira, the supposed god of the new world, was too big of a prize to let by. The more Light thrashed, the darker BB's crimson eyes turned, until he was slowly climbing on top of the other's lap, reclining comfortably across it. It was so convenient that the other man was strapped down properly to the chair, too. Squirming would only result in him hurting himself from the coarse metal bands, and BB only chuckled at the sight as Kira's limbs reddened from the willing abuse. "You of all people shouldn't be criticizing someone of your own kind like that." he lectured with an egotistical grin, looking unfazed by all the insults that were thrown at him. He was accustomed to being called a freak, just because he was really abnormal. He was a serial killer, after all- an insane bloodthirsty one at that. "Shhh ..." he whispered, placing his stern hands on the other's shoulders. Then, as Light continued to babble and cause him to feel irritated, he slapped him across the face with as much force as he could muster, still smiling sickly in self-amusement, "I just told you to shut up. Maybe I should carve out that tongue of yours, because as far as I know, Kira, you're much more sinful and disgraceful than I am." It was true. Kira probably killed millions of people by now, so the weight of his sin was undoubtedly heavier than his. And here he was, the murderer himself calling BB a twisted freak. He grinned in pure excitement as Light continued to uselessly thrash, causing his chest to glisten attractively with new blood and sweat. "You're making yourself look so much more appealing, you know." he grinned, running his fingertips over the 'K' carved at his chest. Man, how could BB pass up an irresistible offer ? Killing him would be fun, but toying with his probably virgin body would also prove to be exciting. "I'll make a deal with you, Raito-kun." he whispered, lying through his teeth. But his eyes were zoned out, looking anything but deceiving as he reasoned with the other man in return for his freedom. "I'll let you live under one condition- ..." he smirked, running his blood-coated lips over the other man's jawline. "Cooperate. Don't make me slice your dick off- which I could very easily and without the slightest ounce of guilt." he cheerfully chimed, "As you would without blinking, too." His eyes burned a bright red, then died down as he inched his lips over the other's, hungrily digging his fingernails into his shoulders as he dug into the other's mouth. Then, he withdrew from the kiss with a pant, chuckling almost insanely, "Show me how it feels like to be fucked by and fuck a god."

The more B touched him the more angry and yet scared he got. He wanted to shout more insults at the male but after those threats he had thought it would be better to just remain quiet unless asked to talk. God he hated this, looking so weak, unable to do anything while this male does what he wants. If only he was released..Light's face cringed up in disgust and he clenched his hands into fists but dared not to say a word. After all he still had the knife in his hand and Light knew he would cut off piece of his body if he had to. Light's face turned slightly confused as he looked at B when he heard something about deal. Then without warning however, the male hauled off and forced his lips onto his. Light gave a muffled scream of anger and tried to reach at him but was stopped by the metal binds. When B finally released him he coughed, gagged and spit as if it was the most disgusting thing on the planet, and it his eyes it was. He looked to the male with narrowed eyes. "That deal is out of the question. I don't know for certain if your not lying to me..And I already said I'd rather die then to do that.." He kept his voice low so as to not anger B and cause his tongue to be cut out. He wanted so bad to say more, to throw more insults because of B's sick intentions for him but kept those thoughts in his head.

Before Afghanistan, Tony Stark had always thought of himself as a Patriot; his years of toying with weapons of relatively minor destruction had never bothered him one iota. Tinkering with explosives, building better bombs, better rockets, better jets and new tanks had all just been part of what he had thought was an honourable goal. It had never occurred to him that his lifelong career of building weaponry for the American people to protect their country with - he'd never once thought that - - well, before, he'd always slept. And damn well. Not so much anymore. After he'd been struck by the shrapnel from one of his own rockets, and after he'd been put through hours of invasive, horrifying surgery, and after they'd hooked him up to a car battery to save his life only to torture him and nearly end it later, and after he'd seen the massive storage they'd had of Stark Industry weapons - he'd realized that he had supplied the enemy with a means to kill the people he was trying to protect. And after the sweat, and the blood, and the anger, and watching as Yinsin - the man who had kept him alive - died an agonizing death in front of him, he'd realized that he'd had it all wrong. He was the enemy. It was Stark Industries, it was all of the munition and arms dealers, all the people who had built lives around finding new ways to kill eachother, new ways to torture and mutilate and horrify eachother, to force others to submit or be terrorized. It was Stark Industries that had a hand in killing Yinsen's family and destroying his village, and countless others before it, and it had been his lack of focus, his innattentiveness that had allowed Obidiah the opportunity to work behind his back, to sell to people who wanted the weapons solely for the purpose of killing, not to defend anything. But he wasn't even sure there was a difference anymore. So he'd done the only thing he could think of, and he'd shut down the weapons factory of Stark Industries, and he'd turned his attention to other aspects of the business: renewable energy and medical technology. After his time in Afghanistan, Tony had changed - he refused to think of it in terms of 'soul-searching' or a 'life lesson'. He'd just - changed. Of course, this was the sort of change that he couldn't come back from, not with a miniature arc reactor buried in his chest. He still never went to the award shows that were held in his honour, which was no real change, but he'd even stopped attending the parties, stopped showing his face at casinos, he'd even stopped bringing women home with him - after all, it was difficult to explain why his chest was capable of lighting up the room. He was a freak now. And, presently, a very drunk freak. After Obidiah had left the picture, and he'd stopped producing weapons, Tony had found he would lay awake at night; some nights he would think about how he could improve medical technology, and other nights he could only think about all the people he had killed with his ignorance. How many innocent people had died because of Stark Industries? How many people would he have killed in the future if he'd kept the war machine rolling? And some nights, when he was lucid enough, he would think about Pepper. He wasn't sure why, but he told himself it was guilt, the knowledge that, if Obidiah had it his way, she would be dead. In fact, if Obidiah had it his way, he would have killed Pepper right in front of him, because he knew what it would have done. She could have died, and it would have been because of him - because she had tried to help him. Because he'd convinced her not to leave him. Not that Pepper waswithhim, exactly, but - he'd never been without her, not since he could remember. That night, he had laid in bed for hours, unable to sleep, scratching irritably at the metal piping that fit closely to the skin on his chest; when the clock hit the very early hours, he rose and went to his workshop where he stayed well into the morning. Bare foot and dressed in loose slacks and a gray t-shirt, Tony's hands were strong and sure even while the whiskey made the rest of him unsteady.

Pepper Potts was a woman of many talents. She was intelligent and articulate, she could answer calls and e-mails practically at the speed of light, her personal appearance was never short of impeccable, and she had the unique ability of being able to call Tony Stark on his bullshit. As patient and level-headed as she was, even Pepper got a little frustrated and stressed at times. She had been dealing with the overwhelming amount of press they had been bombarded with since Tony outed himself as Ironman, and all the added publicity, on top of everything else she was responsible for, was really starting to wear on her. Like Tony, she barely slept, and when she did, it wasn't restful. She usually spent her nights tossing and turning, then getting out of bed and answering e-mails in the dark downstairs, falling asleep on the couch around four, and waking up like clockwork at seven. It had been even worse when Tony was gone there wasn't a night when she didn't dream of every possible horrifying situation he could have been in. She would wake up shaken and alone. Pepper hadn't been lying when she admitted that Tony was all she had. The only people who could be called her 'friends' were Rhodes and some of her associates. She didn't have a boyfriend God, she hadn't even been on a date in five years. Men didn't jump at the opportunity to date a woman who was so involved with Tony Stark, infamous billionaire womanizer. But Tony returned to her, changed but the same all at once, willing to risk his life for hers. She'd never forget that night, him screaming at her to blow the reactor and stop Obidiah even though it might take his own life. She'd thought he was dead, then, too but again, he returned to her. Tony Stark was becoming a lot more reliable. Well. In some ways. She still couldn't get him to attend the balls or galas or fund raisers that were held in his honor, or organized for some of his charities. But perhaps it was best to keep a rather low profile if that was possible for Tony Stark because Pepper would rather not deal with even more PR, and it seemed that now that Tony had revealed himself as a 'superhero' there were audacious rumors of a romance between he and his long-time assistant. People would stop at nothing for a story, would they? There was quite clearly nothing but platonic affection between them (at least thats what Pepper told herself and others), but still. Soon they might start making up a nickname for them, a laBrangelina. Pepperoni.Oh, good God... Good morning, Miss Potts, Jarvis greeted her as she walked into the kitchen. Operating on three hours of sleep, Pepper was startled by the cool mechanical voice. Good morning Jarvis, she recovered quickly. Mr. Stark is in his workshop, Jarvis informed her, as always. Indeed, Pepper said absentmindedly as she thumbed through the mail. Funny, how Ironman still got mail like everybody else. Oh, and he's drunk, Jarvis added. Pepper sighed, setting the mail on the counter to be accounted for later. Fabulous. Miss Potts, it is my suggestion that you check on him, Jarvis said. I believe he's made several advances toward the suit already, but tripped and relented each time. But he may just make it next time. That would be the last thing we need, Pepper muttered, imagining an intoxicated Tony Stark, with only half the suit on and a bottle in hand, trying to take flight and landing on the expressway, or worse, in the ocean. Pepper, caught between amusement and anxiety at the imagery, grabbed a bottled water from the fridge (the fancy, expensive type that was supposed to be Brazilian rainwater, or something) and walked toward the spiral staircase that led to Tony's sanctuary. Put the coffee on, please, thank you Jarvis, she said as she descended the staircase, black Prada heels clicking. Pepper stopped in front of the glass door she could see Tony from here, stooped over and tinkering with some device, and nowhere near the dangerous Ironman suit, thank god. She smoothed the front of her black pencil skirt, which was paired with a matching blazer and cream blouse. As always, her planner and her Blackberry were tucked under her arm. Her ginger hair was down, in soft curls. Professional, yet feminine. Pepper liked to think she had perfected the look. Without further ado, Pepper typed in her password and opened the workshop door. Good morning, Mr. Stark, she said as she approached him. She could already tell that he was wasted. It was nothing she hadn't dealt with before. It gave Pepper a secret, rather sadistic thrill knowing that Tony could hardly function without her. It felt good to be needed, and the truth was, she needed Tony just as much. She stopped at his side and set the water bottle on his table. You might want to drink this. Can I get you anything to eat? Pepper didn't really wait for an answer before pulling out the planner and opening it, thus beginning her daily debriefing. Perhaps drunk Tony would be easier to reason with or coerce. Probably not. You've been approached by MTV with another reality show deal... again, I politely declined on your behalf, she said. She could see it now: 16 beautiful ladies fight for Ironman's heart but only one will be his Wonder Woman. Pepper almost gagged. The benefit you promised to attend for the Vivienne Lehr Foundation is Tuesday night two days from now. Its for children with leukemia, so showing up sober might be a good idea, but thats only my suggestion, Pepper said with a hint of a smile. Oh, andBruce Wayne'speople called to invite you to a fund raiser he's hosting in Gotham City. Apparently, somebody blew up a hospital... I told them you would get in touch, but that you most likely had other priorities, in which case you would still love to make a donation, Pepper told him, aware that the drunken man probably wasn't going to retain any of this, but at least she could say that he had told him when he tried to come up with an excuse not to go to the benefit in two days. A little fresh air might do him good, anyway. Pepper still didn't like the thought of Tony practically living in his workshop, and when he wasn't, fighting terrorists as Ironman.

Tony eyed the bottle of water as though it might explode, though this may have just been because he was having trouble focusing on anything specific; he never did the shopping and as far as he was concerned there was no excuse for putting a fancy label on something he could get directly out of the tap in his kitchen. His eyes shifted up to Pepper then when he realized she was talking, and he was at once struck by the sight of her, and by the fact she was hurling so much information at him that it made his head spin. For a guy who could remember countless mathematical equations and chemical structures, Tony had a terrible time remembering anything regarding social matters - most of the time it seemed that it went in one ear, hung around for all of ten seconds, and then went right out the other. "Wow," Tony said finally, "That was, uh," It was pretty clear that he was clueless as to what she had just said, and the way he was leaning on the table for support indicated that he was still very, very drunk. "You look nice." he said finally, trying a different tactic to try and deflect the attention from his clear state of inebriation, and he was silent for a long moment, closing his eyes, his brain struggling to backtrack, "Wait, Gotham? Aren't they - weren't they, uh, having some sort ofclown problem?" Very occasionally the ridiculousness of his own life struck him as funny, but Batman's was even funnier to him; Gotham was littered with the most outlandish criminals, the most recent of which was a guy who dressed as a clown and cut people's faces - it made him wonder what would happen next in Gotham city. He'd never gone there before. Not as Ironman, anyways - maybe it was something to think about; maybe he could clear out some of the criminals that Batman's particularmoralswouldn't let him touch. After all, Ironman didn't have an issue with shooting bad guys, in fact, he was pretty eager to do so - it was so nice and efficient. For Batman, the rule was never to sacrifice ethics to stop someone, for Ironman, it was to stop the bad guy with any means neccessary; they had similar goals, but Tony's meant he would always come out of it in one piece.

Thanks, Pepper said with a roll of her eyes. Of course You look nice would be Tonys only response to everything shed said. He wasnt exactly in a state to hold a proper conversation. That didnt stop him from inquiring about Gotham, though. Thats what I hear, she replied. Actually, thats what everyone hears. You obviously make no use of the T.V. you keep down here. Or did you accidentally destroy it? She craned her neck and peered across the room, but the television was in its usual place. Their clown problem is the reason Bruce Wayne is hosting the charity. A psychotic clown blew up Gotham General. She grimaced. What was the world coming to? Here she was, discussing mass-murdering circus freaks that rigged hospitals for fun. It didnt help that the person she was talking to was Ironman. For all its rich, shallow and over-tanned residents, at the moment, Malibu seemed like a haven compared to Gotham. Malibu didnt have any murderous clowns running around, or any...supervillains in general. Not that Pepper knew of, anyway. Pepper closed her planner, and set it, along with her Blackberry, on the table temporarily. Then she grabbed the bottled water, twisted the cap open for him, and set it back down with a pointed stare the sort of look that was uniquely Pepper and saidYoure an idiot, without her actually having to say it. Hewas an idiot, though. For being drunk at eight in the morning, among other things. Youre an idiot, Pepper said, figuring that she might as well. Have you eaten anything at all? Or are you drinking on an empty stomach? She could probably guess the answer to that one. What do you do down here? She paused, then clarified: What could you possibly get done when youre this drunk? Pepper glanced at the table, with all its random mechanisms, the light, the magnifier, the tools, and had to admit to herself that he was obviously gettingsomething done whatever that was. She didnt retract her question, though. Instead, she placed her hand on Tonys back, an awkward (it didnt matter how long theyd known each other, it was always a little) yet genuine peace offering. It was intended to be comforting. He was an idiot sometimes, yeah, and occasionally he was wasted at eight a.m., sure, but who wasnt? (Well, the idiot part, not the drunk part.) Pepper took the good with the bad and everything with a grain of salt. I wish you wouldnt drink so much, she said quietly, sincerely. To avoid an uncomfortable, tender moment, Pepper recovered by adding, I mean, theres got to be some weird little kid out there who looks up to you. What are you teaching him? That little half-smile was back as she looked down at Tony, her hand still on his back. She could feel the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his t-shirt, and maybe because of that, couldnt bring herself to lift her hand. Just say no to drugs, Tony. Maybe Ironman should become the mascot forD.A.R.E.

It had taken Remus weeks to work on his old school friend. Starly Draige, a girl that had hung out with the guys. Been one of them nearly, and had been in on a lot of the things they had done. No she wasn't a marauder, but she damn well knew how to keep a secret. Amongst the group her nickname was Dragon, a play on her last name. Draige being Celtic for Dragon. The girl really was a lot like the dragons the boys had grown up learning about. It had taken weeks, to work on her and get her to come over and see Sirius again. Remus knew, he had watched her when she was in school. The reason she never put her heart into the dates they set her up on, was because she cared about Sirius. She saw a side of Sirius that most other females didn't. Of course she hung out with them more then other's did. Remus had gotten everything ready, he said she should come over to relax and think about old times. Really they where going to get the woman laid finally. She was in her thirties now, and she had avoided sex of any kind. Meaning that Sirius and himself needed to help her. Everyone else was out of the house for the day, and there really wasn't many around. Sirius' mother had been silenced, and Starly was to arrive soon. He had been conversing over letters, and since she was a Hit Witch... people knowing what she looked like was usually a bad idea. But she was arriving, and Dumbledore said it was a good idea. She was in the New Order, anyways. There was a faint knocking on the door, and the man approached the door, opening it to a site that was wonderful for sore eyes. Starly had decided to dress nice, since she was seeing her old friends. Now well into her thirties, she had matured well. Becoming a rather attractively androgynous sort of woman. Her eyes where still the same bright blue that her friends would remember. The kind of icy blue that shocked you when you first saw it. Her hair was slightly grown out. Being mostly brown, but with blond tippings. It was messy as hell, messier then even James had let his hair get. She had grown as well, going from five nothing to five six. Standing tall and with a figure that most of the girls had to train hard for. But that came from all the qudditch she had played in school. She was clan in black slacks, and a black t-shirt. Wearing a muggle device called a trench coat. She loved muggle clothing, but then her father was a muggle. Her wand was holstered in her sleeve, ready at a flick to fight. She stepped into the house, and followed Remus. Trusting her old friend to guide her well. Once they reached the room she crashed down unto the bed and sat crosslegged. Having kicked her boots to the floor. "So this is Sirius' old room?"

Sirius had been rather aprehensive of Starly's visit, and had spent the day pacing around most of the house. It was probably fortunate that Remus had insisted on going to meet her alone....Sirius likely would've made some big scene in public no matter how much he tried to restrain himself....this girl was something special after all. She'd been one of them, one of their closest friends....looking back she was a damnsight better than that bastard Petigrew had been....Starly should've been the fourth Marauder, not Peter, perhaps then things would be better today....but no....Sirius had been one of the ones to voice the opinion that the marauders were a men only group...they were just kids after all, and besides, the map even showed the routes in the girls changing and dorm rooms, and they couldn't have the girls finding out about those now could they? Even if it was Starly. With a sigh Sirius just shook his head, looking up as he heard people entering the house. He was in the kitchen, and Remus had led her straight upstairs, towards Sirius' old room. Boy, the guy really was putting the little plan into action quickly....he'd expected perhaps a little more small talk or something before they even went upstairs. He couldn't help but chuckle slightly, shaking his head and pouring out a few drinks, then turned to head upstairs, hearing Starly speak up from down the hall. "Old room? I'll have you know it's still my room" He stepped into the room and grinned slightly to her, moving over to hand both Starly and Remus their drinks, something nicely alcoholic. It would help things be more relaxed, and help what Sirius and Remus had planned go a little easier. "So then little Starly" Sirius had always called her small due to her being so much shorter. Even now he was still the taller one, clearly happy that irony hadn't left her the waller one. "How've you been all this time?"

Starly bit her lip faintly as she watched Remus. There was something up about the guy, just by his actions. She became wary for a moment, and shifted a little to uncross her legs. Her body slowly accustoming itself to being around the guys again. Her legs shifted apart more, as she let her arms rest against the bed more. Leaning back and arching up her back quite well. It was quite obvious that little Starly had grown up and out, quite well. She smirked faintly as Sirius entered. Her heart about to break almost. Older, but still as attractive as had been in school. More then that, he still reminded her of so many things. So many things she might want to forget more then anything. Damn games they had played as children. Sirius had been her First Kiss, and he had been the first guy she saw naked. That had been complete accident, and he had freaked out more then her. She had come busting upstairs to tell all of them about how one of her personal pranks had gone off... found Sirius naked... In bed with Remus. THAT, was something she would take to the grave with her. Both had been so frightened she would tell someone. "Good... Life's been boring..." She whispered softly. Remus winced faintly as she shifted herself. Man she was making herself more then comfortable, and he watched as she took the drink and began sipping. He hoped Sirius remembered to make it something bloody strong, that girl drank like a fish. It took two bottles of firewhiskey to get hertipsy. Usually he wasn't one to be overly attracted to women, but when she shifted herself he felt a rush go through him. Truth be told, all of the guys at one point and time had discussed how to help her. When James had been alive. Peter had a crush on her like no tomorrow, and she had smashed Peter's heart like there was no tomorrow. She had always said she didn't like him, and even to his face. A weak smile passed over his features as he watched the female drinking. Already she was like one of the guys again. He looked towards Sirius, and arched a brow a moment. It was obvious she hadn't dated, just simply because of how she was acting with them. Like nothing had ever happened, at least she wished nothing had.

"Boring hm? Oh come on, I thought your line of work would always be interesting. That's what you said at school wasn't it? That you'd never ever be bored when you did finally get a job?" Sirius smirked slightly, raising his glass to her and then taking a sip. He'd made sure to give Starly a drink slightly different to the other two. Hers had been laced with a potion to increase the potency of the alcohol, though to her that would probably just make it as effective as normal alcohol on anyone else. Still, it would at least help level the playing field. He couldn't help looking her up and down as she moved slowly, admiring her form....one thing Starly had always been was sexy. Perhaps she didn't have the biggest chest or the longest legs....but what she did have was in practically perfect proportion to the rest of her body....though flat-chested was something nobody could use to describe her, that much at least was obvious. "So then Starly, from what little Remmie over here tells me, you still haven't found yourself a boyfriend. Been scaring them all away with your nasty glare?" He chuckled and went to sit down right beside her, putting his free arm around her shoulders, much as he had back when they were in school. "Y'know you're seriously missing out. Now come on, there's got to besomereason you seem to turn down every man that comes onto you. And you can't tell me that seeing me and Remus back in school wasthatmentally scarring"

Starly slowly drank her drink, eyes watching the two males. She rolled her eyes at Sirius' comment and stuck her tongue out. There was a flash a metal, Ooohhh tongue ring! She smiled faintly and just shook her head as she rolled her shoulders back. "I Saidlifesbeen boring. I missed you guys... " She whispered softly and weakly, did her voice quiver there for a moment. A soft and shimmering shake of the tone, that would have probably been missed with anyone else, but these where her friends... they would know. She bit her lip as Sirius wrapped his arm around her shoulder and began asking her questions about her personal life. Maybe it was the time, maybe it was the liquor, but her tongue seemed looser. She sighed softly as she slumped down a little bit. The bitter laughter slowly leaving her lips. "Never noticed, never will..." She said softly as she sighed and just tilted her head back. What was in this drink, she was actually feelingreallygood! Remus watched her with questioning eyes. He knew the females actions, knew how to read his friend like a book. But whatever it was that was bother- ah that had to be it. She really had missed them, and the thought of James and Lily had probably worked the tears on the female. She never cried, not even in front of all the guys. No she had never cried, and all of them had at one point or another. A Lily and James Funeral, she had stood there like a pillar of emptiness. He had watched her from the sidelines, as she rolled her shoulders back and had just stared into empty space. It was like a part of her died at that event, and that part curled up into a ball and hammered itself to death when Sirius ended up in Azkaban. But that wasn't now, that was the past. He watched the way the female was now, the words she whispered. He almost wanted to choke on his drink. Bloodyhell! She was still deeply in love with Sirius! That caused a chill to work down his spine. What was it really? He couldn't tell. But all he knew was, is that she was hurting and he wanted to help her. She was his friend, part of what little pack he had left. "Dragon, love..."He said softly as he sat down with her and Sirius. Pulling her against himself a little and running a hand back through her hair. That was enough to cause the woman to collapse. Shoulders shaking in pain as she buried her face in his shirt. Still yet there were no tears, only empty shaking.

Sirius blinked slightly as he watched Starly seem to half break down, though she didn't seem to be crying. Still, this was certainly a start....a start to the healing process. He slowly reached out, squeezing her shoulder and rubbing it, shuffling closer and almost snuggling into her side softly. "Come on Star....you can let it out....you can let it all out with us. It's about time you stopped holding everything back....you can't hold it in forever" He leaned over a little more and smiled, gently slipping his arm around her shoulders as she leaned against Remus. "You're with us now....we'll take care of you Star....you know we'll take wonderful care of you...." Sirius rubbed her shoulders once again, though this time it was a little more....sensual. It seemed that now really was the perfect time for the boys little plan to be put into action....Starly needed this badly....she needed to know that there were people who really cared for her, that really did want her around, that didn't want her to be alone anymore. "You can stay here with us for as long as you want Starly..." Sirius reached his free hand up to gently stroke her head, running his fingers through her her, playing with it slowly. "We'll make sure you're alright....we'll make sure you get what you want....that you get what you need...." He had been leaning gradually closer as he was speaking, the last sentance being whispered softly into her ear, Sirius now gently pressing against her side, his face only now inches from hers.

Remus watched the female, her shoulders shaking. "Love, it's time you came out and opened the truth. Though, Gods only know, what kind of trouble that will start." He whispered softly as he stroked her back. He would have thought that Sirius going to Azkaban would make Starly move on. But now, now he realized she cared just as much as he did. She couldn't move on, not when she KNEW the truth. Starly had waited all these years, for a chance to just let the truth out. Now Sirius and Remus where there together, a couple from what she could tell. Remus telling her to let it all out, could she really do that? Her eyes closed as her shoulders shook just a little harder, and the laughter started to bubble up a little. The tears welling up now as her face turned to look at Sirius. All his little touches, had brought her to a point of opening. Remus stroked his hands along her arms, running them down her figure. Even if she was a tomboy, she still had a nice one. He had always appreciated having her around. Guiltily enough, he had built his ideal woman off of the girl sitting in his arms. She was everything a man and a boy, could want. She was spunky and quirky. She knew how to play a mean joke, and she loved to just goof around. More then that she was protective of those she loved, but not clingy. She never got really overemotional like most girls at school had... She was just... what the guys had cared about. Starly turned, staring straight at Sirius now. Her eyes darkening a little, to a color akin warming and melting ice. "You want me to let it all out, Sirius you git? Then I'll let it out." Maybe it was the drink, fuck what had he given her? This wasn't normal firewhiskey. "First, since the thir... neh Fourth Year of school, I've wanted nothing more then to be the one by your side... Forever." She snapped as she felt the tears bubble up, a giggle flying from her lips as they slipped down her cheeks. "I nearly went mad, when they put you in Azkaban..." She whispered weakly.

Sirius was caught off guard by the sudden admission from the girl, blinking and staring down at her almost in disbelief. Of course Sirius never was the sharpest of people....back in school it had been everyone but him who'd realised just how Starly felt about him, and whenever anyone mentioned the possibilty he'd just laughed it off as a joke, always insisting that a girl like Starly wouldn't be interested in a guy like Sirius. Hell, if anything he'd more or less expected her to become a lesbian. She acted so much like a boy in every other way it just made sense to Sirius that the trend would continue. "You....wanted that? All these years? Wow Starly...." He moved a hand to gently rub her back, though as he continued it started to move more into a gentle, almost sensual, stroking of her spine. "You think you nearly went mad when they put me in Azkaban? How do you think I felt?" He chuckled slightly and shook his head, though at least the joke was clear proof Sirius was still the same boy he had been in school. He was still the same man Starly had fallen for, and his experience in Azkaban hadn't stripped him of his own self. "Well Starly...." Sirius was thinking just how to do this, but as usual any forms of subtlety were just beyond him, and the only thing he could think was something a little more direct. "Perhaps tonight is going to be your lucky night then. You've got your two best friends here who love you very much, and want nothing more than to make you feel....complete" He slowly lifted his other hand, cupping her chin and tilting her head up to look at him, then started to wipe away her tears gently. "Tell me, what would you like more than anything else right now?" He was slowly leaning a little closer, his face now barely inches from hers.

Starly went rather still as Sirius' features crossed with too many emotions to count. Her eyes widening as the tears slowly trickled to a stop. He was commenting on her words, and then... then he made a joke. A bubbling laugh burst from her tightly closed lips. Making her eyes squeeze shut as she leaned against Remus and laughed silently on the inside. Still the same Sirius, just older and better. She watched him, as he slowly stroked her. It was sensual, and made parts of her wake up that hadn't been like that since school. A shuddering groan fleeing her lips as she watched him still. Bright blue eyes halflidded as he spoke. Her lucky night, she doubted it. She shuddered then as she watched him lean in, he was so close. It was almost breaking her heart, the way he was acting. Her two best friends, her two best... Gathering up all of her courage, and there was a lot thanks to the drink, she cupped his cheek in return to him cupping her chin. She leaned in and kissed him, not a very experienced one. But it held the sweetness that a girls first real kiss, usually held. Remus watched in silence, he knew that most others would be jealous... But he just couldn't be. He had seen it for years, the way the girl had watched Sirius. It hadn't been in a creepy stalker sort of way, that other girls had. Starly had genuinely cared about Sirius. There was even a few occasions, that the mysterious completed homework would show up on his bedside. Written in a rather masculine hand writing, so Sirius had automatically assumed it was Remus. But it had been Starly, as much as she had pretended to work against them, and prank against them. She was one of them, and on times he had commented to Sirius she should have been a Marauder. But James and Sirius where head strong and stupid young boys. It was a 'boys only club' no girls allowed. It had hurt her, whenever they said it. He could see that pain in her eyes. She had been a young girl looking for affection and love from her friends. They did it often, but those moments hurt her. It made her realize there would always be parts of them she wouldn't know. Well now, now Remus would share those parts. As she kissed Sirius, he leaned in. Trailing his teeth over the back of her neck. She knew what he was, and yet she didn't yank away.

Even though it had been the idea of what he was trying to do, Sirius was caught off guard by the sudden kiss. In all honesty, he'd expected Starly to try and kiss him, then wimp out at the last second. He'd had ever intention of then kissing her but....well....this certainly worked just as well. If anything it worked better....it showed Starly she could have the confidence to do what she wanted, to get what she wanted. Plus Sirius could always tease her about it later. The man groaned slightly, then leaned in to begin returning the kiss, one of his hands slowly moving down to Starly's leg, ever so gently stroking at her thigh through her pants, trying to both relax and excite her at the same time. He wanted to make sure she enjoyed this....he knew it was her first kiss...and he wanted it to be memorable for her, a memory she could always cherish and take happiness from. He so desperately wanted to make up for hurting her all those years ago, to make up for being such an idiot....in part that was what tonight was all about. It wasn't just about finally getting Starly some action, it was about making her truly included in the group. Tonight....tonight would be her long overdue initiation into the marauders. When the two finally had to pull apart to breathe, Sirius grinned and slowly licked his lips. "Wow....that was good....have you been practicing on your hand...?" He grinned slightly, always able to find some way to turn anything into a joke, though he had meant it as a friend rather than anything malicious, then again he supposed Starly was probably expecting something like that. "So your first kiss hm? Perhaps tonight...." He started to lean forwards again, ever so slowly beginning to push Starly back into a laying position on the bed. "....will be a night full of firsts for all of us...."

Starly's hands cupped his cheeks and she kissed him back. Her mouth moving against his as she sighed softly in bliss. She was in heaven just by these simple actions. Her lips moved against him, seeking his own. Seeking the feeling that he aroused inside her body. Her hands slid down, bracing against his chest, and then one just simply tangled in his hair. She moaned against his lips a little, enjoying the sensation of his hand on her thigh. This was good, this was pleasure. She sighed softly as her lips moved against his. Shifting just a little, as she relaxed a bit more. He pulled back, and she shuddered faintly. Taking in deep gulping breathes. She laughed softly at his words, and then pressed her forehead to his. "yes, my first kiss..." She said lightly as he leaned in, and pushed her back. She felt Remus move so he was at her side now, turning her head to look at the other male. "I suppose it may indeed..." She whispered lightly. Remus smiled softly as he watched the two of them. All the while he continued to tease her neck. What a sensitive neck she had indeed! It was amazing how alive she become by just a few simple actions. A sigh of pleasure flew from his own lips, as he moved from behind the girl. Watching as his lover pushed her down slowly. Not girl, woman. Starly was a woman. Not only that, but Starly was going to be a Marauder. He was sure James would approve, this is how it should have been. "We shall take it slow, since it is a first...' He stated lightly.

"Yes....nice and slow...." Sirius brushed his lips down across Starly's neck, then flicked his tongue out across her, licking her skin, tasting her sweetness...it sent a shiver down Sirius' spine, and he immediately moved to start licking up her chin, back towards her lips, running his tongue across them. Hadn't he said he was going to be going nice and slowly? Then again to a guy like Sirius this probably was slow. Normal for him was likely just pouncing and immediately stripping down. Still, Sirius was finding it hard to completely restrain himself, and his hands that had been gently massaging her thigh had moved up to her upper legs and then slowly moving up towards her stomach, though rather than the usual moving over her clothing, Sirius' hands 'accidentally' found themselves moving under Starly's shirt, fingertips brushing up across her stomach slowly, the touch almost featherlight as he continued moving his arm upwards, his fingers finally brushing across the base of her breasts, just pressing through her bra for a moment before pulling back, gauging her reaction.

Remus chuckles softly as he watched his partner. As his partner worked, so did Remus. Slowly the man stripped off his own shirt. Then he slowly worked on Starly's boots and sock. Lightly rubbing her feet, since he knew how difficult her work was. She was probably on them for so many hours. They probably really really hurt. You know it was funny, the feet where one of the most sensitive zones in the body, when rubbed properly... could cause rather nice results. Good thing he knew how to rub them properly, and thats what he did. As his partner began to tease her in other manners, the wolf teased her in one of the best ways he could. Starly looked down at Remus for a moment. She was distracted for only a moment, and in that time Sirius started doing something bloody delicious with her neck. She arched up a soft sound fleeing her lips. She wanted more, Remus said slow... But Starly had never been a slow girl. She whimpered softly in delight, and when Sirius' tongue swept across her mouth she licked it right back. She reached up and laced her fingers in his hair, stroking them through his hair now. Hours of sitting there, listening to them talk about the things girls did that made them horny... She remembered Sirius' hair was his pride and joy. Stroking her hands through it now, she saw why. She arched up though when his hands moved, a slow moan raising from her lips. The bra he found was actually a sports bra, designed to keep the woman from bouncing too much. Oh she liked the idea of him touching her.

Sirius had been slightly surprised to feel Starly rubbing her tongue against his own, but it certainly wasn't an unwelcome sensation. "Mmmmm....you taste good Starly..." He lifted his head slightly, enough to just smirk at her as she ran her hands through his hair, before his hands started to slowly lift up her sports bra. He couldn't remove it whilst she was in this position, but he could at least slide it up across her chest, which he couldn't help but notice had developed well since they had left school. It seemed Starly had been a late bloomer after all, but when she had started developing....boy had she developed. This sports bra wasn't just keeping her from bouncing, it was hiding her real size beneath those clothes. Oh he was looking forward to getting more than his hands on those. Still...one step at a time. "Mmmm....just what have you been hiding from us up here...?" Once the bra was out of the way, both of Sirius hands moved under her shirt, gently grabbing both breasts from beneath, squeezing the firm flesh gently before his thumbs moved to rub up over her nipples. "These feel perfect....so very perfect"

Remus laughed softly as he leaned in. Nibbling up along the females ear. Watching his own lover as he slowly pushed the sports bra up and nearly off of the female. She was coming alive with such vivacity, the wolf in him was loving in. The man was a little scared they would hurt her. "mmm Sirius, let's let her pull her clothes off for us." he said in a light voice. He had always enjoyed that act from his partners. While he himself was going to strip down while she did. At least till he was in nothing but his boxers. He didn't want to scare her just yet. Starly sighed softly in delight against his mouth. Her head tilting back then as he pushed her sports bra up. It wasn't a lot, not as much as Lily had gotten to. No, but it was a nice lovely handful with a little more. He started playing with her, and her mind started to fry. Her breasts where sensitive, they should be considering she had never taken a lover before. She rarely had time for masturbation either. The light touches, the firm squeezes, felt wonderful. "Mmmm so glad you approve. Now move...." She said lightly. Taking Remus words to heart and stripping herself down. Only to her underwear though.

Sirius couldn't help but lick his lips as he pulled back. The idea of a strip show....it just aroused him even more. He knew how much Remus often liked the strip shows he would put on, so to be able to be the one watching would certainly be interesting. "Mmmm....if I didn't know better I'd say she's a natural at this, wouldn't you Remus?" Sirius leaned back as he watched both of the others strip to their underwear, though Starly's breasts were exposed to them, the sports bra just resting ontop of the almost impossibly firm flesh, like they were defying gravity. Still, given how much Starly must've worked out for her job it wasn't much of a surprise. "Mmmmm....when did you get so hot little Starly....? Not so little anymore are you...?" He licked his lips, looking her body up and down. "Y'know Remus....we got a show....so maybe we should give her one? We can give her a little demonstration of what she's in for tonight....what do you think?" Sirius smirked, standing up still fully clothed, though he was starting to teasingly slowly remove his shirt.

Starly smiled lightly as she slowly pulled off her sports bra. Sitting up now and looking at both of the males. She reached over for her glass and downed the rest of the firewhiskey, a nice buzz overtaking the female. She shifted and sat crosslegged, resting her elbows on her knees, and then her chin in her hands. A show he said? That made her positively shudder in delight. She laughed softly as she tilted her head to the side. "I got hot while you where busy dicking around with that one Ravenclaw... I think her name was Cele? Or something like that?" She commented playfully. That was when puberty had started for her. Remus remembered, he came upon the female as she was freaking out from the blood. "They really need to teach Sex Ed at Hogwarts, same as they do in Muggle Schools." Remus commented as he removed himself from the bed. "Well then Sirius, give her a show then, she's watching." He said with a playful smile. While he himself hooked his fingers in the beltloops of his pants and leaned back a little. "Nothing too much on our part tonight, this is about her... not us and then her..." He teased lightly as he nibbled Sirius' ear. With that the male slowly started to peel off his pants. "Don't be afraid, Starly love... We wouldn't want to hurt you..." He said lightly.

"Well if they started teaching Sex Ed at Hogwarts, they'd need someone to teach some practical lessons too now wouldn't they?" Sirius grinned slightly as he stood up, playing with his shirt slightly, raising it just a little, then pushing it back down again, flashing just a little of his muscular belly for the briefest of moments, then covering it again. "Maybe I should go into teaching if they decide to do that hm?" He chuckled, moving away from the bed a little, starting to raise his shirt a little more, making sure that both could see....after all, both this man and this woman were going to be his lovers for the night....perhaps for longer...it all depended on what Starly wanted. "Well....we wouldn't want to hurt you Starly....unless you're into kinky stuff like that" He smirked slightly, clearly joking, though he'd learned that one could never quite tell with Starly about these things. "But for now, just relax and enjoy the show hm?" He licked his lips, eyes fixed on her breasts as he slowly began to remove his shirt, revealing his toned, muscular chest inch by inch, the shirt eventually, or perhaps finally, being peeled away to reveal Sirius' entire upper body, the shirt being thrown at Starly to cover her face, filling her lungs with his scent. And of course the obscured view would just serve to tease her even more. "Now....to get these tight pants off.." Sirius waited for Starly to remove the shirt from her face, before he ever so slowly started to unfasten his pants, making sure to go as slowly as possible, as if he were tempting, almost daring, Starly to come over and rip them off him if she wanted things to go faster.

Remus was pushed back just a little. Sitting down on the bed he leaned back a little on his elbows. Allowing Starly a generous glance at his rising erection. The male now bare, revealed things his friends rarely saw. His scars, but as she glanced at the female, and over her form he realized she had just as many. But being an Auror that was expected. What was NOT expected, was that some of them where blade scars. He ran a finger down the length of one, and watched as she hissed suddenly and yanked away. "Sorry love..." He murmured as he turned to watch the show. "Sirius, if you taught Sex Ed, then I'd have to run you through with my sword." She said in a non-chalant tone. If she had Sirius once, she would want to keep him, cling to him. She shuddered at that thought as she looked towards him. The shirt covered her vision, and she took in the scent of him. Her eyes watching him sharply now as she ran her hand through her mussy locks. "That's right Sirius, love... go ahead and get them off..." She said as she leaned back , letting his shirt rest in her lap. Suddenly a cold finger trailed down a sensitive part of her being, she yanked back and hissed. It hurt, hurt so much. "Please don't touch that one, unless you are meaning to cause pain... it's bad magic..."

After a few more moments, Sirius slowly began to pull his boxers away, allowing his throbbing erection to spring free, the man gasping in relief. "Mmmm....don't worry Starly...." He started to crawl towards her, leaning over Starly once more, gently pushing her against the bed, his fingers tracing across her bare skin, though after seeing her reactions he was being careful to not touch her scars, his fingers simply brushing across her unscared skin, his lips leaning down to kiss gently at her neck, ever so slowly moving downover, eventually starting to kiss at her bare breasts, before finally he was kissing at her exposed nipple. "Mmmm....you really do taste good Starly...." He sucked gently on one of her nipples for a few moments before lifting up slowly. "Mmmm....you know Remus....she's got two of these....care to join me?" He glanced over at his lover and grinned slightly, licking his lips.

Hinata sighed as she looked around the forest, landing on a large tree branch not too far from the outer wall of Konoha. She was on a standard patrol around the outskirts of the village, one of several ninja assigned to such a duty, and frankly, she was bored. Nobody with ill-intentions came this close to the village. No bandits, no enemy ninja, nothing. The worst would be the odd wild animal attacking a traveller, and even that hadn't happened much lately. The animals had been learning to stay away from the paths, and the travellers were learning to stick to the paths rather than try to take a shortcut. "Still....not much longer I suppose...." The Hyuuga girl slowly looked around, seeing just what she was expecting, nothing. Still, despite being bored she couldn't turn the assignment down....she was much to shy to ever try such a thing. Turning to go once more, the girl adjusted her large, thick jacket before leaping to the next tree. Despite being a ninja for several years now she still wore the jacket to hide herself, hiding even her ample chest from the world. Most girls, not just her age but even adults, would kill for a chest as large and firm as Hinata's, but she did her best to hide it, not wanting men to stare at her in such a horrible way. Perhaps that was why she was so shy and withdrawn....she didn't want the world to notice her....she only wanted one person to notice her in that way....but he was showing no signs of ever doing any such thing. Landing once more, Hinata took another look around, before starting to jump from tree to tree once more. She was on the lookout for anyone that shouldn't be around, but she didn't expect anything to happen, and in about an hour she could head home. "I know I shouldn't....but I'm almost wishing for something to happen just so there's something to do..."

I know what you mean. Naruto whispered as he stood up next to her his arms folder behind his head as he looked down at her. Giving her a large grin he tilted his head to the side as unfolded his hands before kneeling over next to her their body extremely close. So what are you doing out here all by yourself? he asked her a little confused raising his eyebrow slightly. I would have came with you if you asked me, jess. And here I spent all morning trying to look for you. Naruto smiled slightly as he stood up once again before putting his hand on the side of the tree before jumping off of the branch and towards a nearby close on. Hay I found this really close place just a little bit away from here, come on I want to show you. With that Naruto was off jumping from tree branch to tree branch not even looking back looking forwards, like he was so accustom to. More then sure that Hinata was follow close behind. You are so cruel. Kisame spoke softly as he watched Itachi use his Sharingan on Hinata knowing that he wouldnt get any response from the quiet man. Quickly unfolding his arms he automatically realized where Itachi was leading Hintai towards darting off towards that direction quickly following behind Itachi as they moved through the trees unseen and unheard. Naruto landed in side of a crave a far off distance from Konoha his hand gently touching the ground as he landed before standing up tall and turning around to Hinata. Glade I did lose you back their. He told her as he started to walk towards the back of the cave getting future and future away from the entrance. There was nothing amazing about the cave other then the strange patterns that seemed to line the sides being hidden in darkness. Knowing that she could use her Byakugan at any moment the Akatsuki clang staid close by her hiding in the shadows as Itachi lead her to her new home. Slowly Naruto stopped before turning around revealing the wall around him where it chains and hooks covered the wall. See its it lovely? It will make a great home for you dont you think? Naruto spoke before turning to her his face distorted as he started to fade from view. Quickly Kisame grabbed her from behind before throwing her towards the wall chaining her up before she could move away from him. Well that was rather easy. He spoke out loud as the rest of the Akatsuki members started to appear around her.

Hinata squeaked in surprise as Naruto suddenly stood next to her, she hadn't been expecting him to be there....but she was glad that he was...company would make this mission a lot better, and the fact that it was Naruto just made things even better. "Ah....I'm just on patrol Naruto-kun....the Hokage asked me to do a patrol duty so I said I would....I didn't want to bother anyone else with it though..." She smiled softly and looked at him as she played with her fingers, then blinked as he mentioned that he'd found a place he wanted to show her. She was a little confused but....she wasn't going to say no. The oppertunity to go somewhere special with Naruto was just far too overwhelming for her. "Ah, alright Naruto-kun, just wait for me ok?" The girl smiled and started to jump after him quickly, making sure to stay close. When they arrived at the cave Hinata blinked and looked around, this section of the forest was very isolated, far from any of the paths, but that could just make things even more special. "Ah....I can be quite fast moving through the trees Naruto-kun...but thank you..." She nodded and moved to follow him into the cave, looking around curiously at the odd patterns in the walls. They were quite pretty, though they didn't seem to be what Naruto had brought her here to see. Eventually though, she stopped as he did and blinked, tilting her head in confusion. "Naruto-kun....? What are you....talking about?" She looked at the chains, then back at Naruto. "What's going on. Ah, Naruto-kun!" She moved forwards as he distorted then faded away, looking around, but too late to see Kisame coming at her, crying out as she was suddenly chained to the wall, the girl struggling against the chains, though they were far too strong for her to break alone. "Wh-what's going on?! Let me go!" She tried to stand and continued trying to pull away from the chains, looking up at Kisame. "Y-you're....you're one of the Akatsuki!" This was bad....she was no match for any member of the Akatsuki....certainly not when she was by herself.

Well that would be obvious, I mean you could have lead her into the middle of hell if you kept up that illusion of the nine tailed host. Deidara spoke softly as he came into view the small like in the room shining on his face showing his slightly smile as he looked towards the other members. Whose to say that he already didnt do that. Kakuzu responded as he folded his arms looking down Hinta his face covered slightly by the cloth that surrounded his mouth. Its really her fault though, if only she would have used here.. bakgua Hidan chimed in walking only a few feet away from her his hand quickly grabbing her mouth as he tilted her head up so that he could get a good look at her. Byakugan Itachi spoke calmly as he stood the furthest away from Hidan his body turned sideways to the scene resting near Pain who played their little activity no mind at all. Yeah well whatever you fucking call it. But to hell how she got here, lets get to the reason for why we are here. Hold on, Hold on I am coming. Sasori yelled as he made his away through the dungeons door his body crawling across the floor as he wore one of his favorite puppets. He had been up all night trying to build he latest poison just for Hinata knowing that the other members where looking for a few pets to use as they pleased. What made this poison different then the others were that it didnt kill its host, but rather hindered the brain from making rational decisions. It caused her muscles to become more elastic and the need to be given pleasure more necessary. If it worked like he though it would she soon wouldnt think of anything else. Can you move any slower? Hidan asked bending over slightly as he looked over to Sasori it he moved slowly across the floor. If you dont mind please expose her belly for me, also keep her distracted this will hurt. Sasori asked Kisame ignoring Hidans comment. Kisame nodded at Sasoris request his hands quickly grabbing onto the lower half of her shirt ripping it just enough for her belly to be exposed. His strength was undeniable, as her shirt seemed to tire away as if it was barely there. Sasoris hand reached out of from benefit the long back flowing robe clicking as it did as the joints of the puppet arm moved closer to Hinatas exposed flesh. Slowly the arm started to straighten out as the palm of the hand was exposed showing the hundreds of little needles that covered it each of them dripping with an unknown liquid. The hand pressed against her belly hard as each needle pierced into her body. Once they past through her flesh a string of the concoction started to flow into her body as it was being pumped into her by Sasori. As he saw Sasori starting to inject Hinata with his poisons his hand quickly grabbed the young girls head pulling her so that she was forced to look towards him. Kissing her deeply his tongue ravished her mouth long and thick it was able to snake its way down to her throat. While kissing her, his hand slowly moved to her chest grabbing a hold of one of her breast a little taken aback as he realized just how big she was. Pulling away from her he smiled her mouth dripping with some of his saliva. Well look at these, and to believe I didnt notice this before. As he talked his hand started to squeeze one of her breast hard. Ok then that should be more then enough. Sasori spoke softly as he pulled his hand away from her. Even tough she was just pierced her body showed no sign of it as he belly was still smooth and perfect, but the liquid that is produced where already making itself known. She should be feeling it soon. He spoke as he stood back not too sure just how strong the effects would be.

Hinata cried out as she suddenly felt the needles pushing into her, her entire body going stiff as she felt the odd sensation of the fluids pumping into her, but as soon as the needles were withdrawn the pain was gone. It didn't even sting, let alone really hurt. "Wh-what do you want with me? What are you doing to me...?" She whimpered, then gasped as suddenly one of her breasts was lifted and pulled, her nipples quickly becoming stiff, and easily visible through even her shirt and thick jacket. She wanted to hate this but....her body wasn't reacting the way she was telling it to. If anything she was starting to get....excited. Her nipples were rock hard and sticking out by about an inch, and already her pussy was growing wetter than she'd ever felt it, a wet patch quickly forming on her pants, easily visible to the men staring at her. "N-no....please stop....please...let me go....don't do this to me..." She may have been somewhat naive, but even Hinata had a good idea of what was going to be coming next. She looked around at the various men assembled and whimpered in fear, trying to recoil against the stone wall, though it didn't do her any good. "I just want to go home....please....I wont tell anyone I saw you just please....please let me go..."

Very well Sasori spoke as he undid her chains allowing her to fall to the ground. As she fell Kisame quickly garbed her arm keeping her from just plummeting to the stone floor and hurting herself. Hidan, may you please come and unrobe. Sasori spoke back to him, quickly getting an evil eye from Deidara who was his own student. However Sasori had a particular reason for picking Hidan. Quickly getting there Hidan stood completely naked his cock hanging as the 9 inch lone 3 inch thick cock started to throb in anticipation. Walking to Hidan quickly his hand grabbed the collar of her jacket as he brought her away from the wall so that he could sit there instead. It was already discussed with him what his job was to do with her and he has no problem at doing that at all. Holding onto her plum ass his fingers squeezed into her as his other hand started to rub the wet spot in them vigorously. Fuck man. He spoke loudly so that she and everyone else in the dungeon could hear. She is flooding back here man. He continued as he fingers started to pull away slightly. With his other hand he grabbed the edge of her elastic pants and pulled on them forcing them to cling tighter onto her pushing up against her wet pussy. Now as Hidan looked at it he could see every little detail of it from every twitch that she made to her hard little clit with made a slightly bump in her pants. His fingers went back to work on rubbing her pussy occasionally stroking her clit. Slowly his thumb started to push against her moist almost wanting pussys entrance slowly entering her bringing along her black pants as he did.

Hinata gasped and her eyes widened as she watched Hidan strip, her eyes fixed on his cock. She had no idea one could be so big or thick...and what he was going to do with it was what worried her. She whimpered and squeaked as she was suddenly lifted up by the collar, then squirmed as she suddenly felt someone grabbing her ass. "Please st-" She was cut off as suddenly her pussy was rubbed through her pants, the girl crying out as her body went rigid, her fluids seeping through her pants quickly and soaking onto Hidan's fingers. The material was barely acting as a block by this point, Sasori's drugs were clearly having a very strong effect on the girl. "No....god no...." She winced as her pants were pulled more tightly around her, and Hinata could feel her clit throbbing, larger than it usually was, and easily visible through the clinging of her pants. As Hidan touched it, she couldn't help but cry out, and as she felt his fingers start to push inside of her, taking her pants and underwear with her, Hinata's entire body began to quiver, then she screamed out as she came, her pussy clamping down tightly around the fingers, the fabric not stopping her juices from squirting all over Hidan's body.

What a reaction! Hidan spoke softly as the small girls pussy soaked him in her juices. As she came Hidans hand slapped across her ass hard before jerking his fingers out of her quickly. All of this cum and we barely even got started. As he talked his long thin fingers ran throw his slicked back silver hair before once again slapping her ass. I guess this little pussy right here wants this now hum? he asked her as his fingers pinches her pussy throw her pants as his hand started to stork his own cock slowly. It seems that you like what you see hum? So I will take it that you like big cocks then hum? as he talked Hidan stood up quickly the length of his cock pressing against her pussy. Well dont worry, out of all of the guys here it would seem that I am the smallest. Really shouldnt be telling you take though, you will find out for yourself. Gripping onto her pants he pulled them further up on her body as the head of his cock pressed against her moist pussy lips threaten to go right into her taking along her pants and underwear. Because of the wetness that had soaked through to her pants the head of his cock kept sliding against her pussy and clit stroking it hard and fast. After a few strokes his other hand quickly went onto the move of ripping her pants right at her pussy leaving the rest of it undamaged. Pushing her underwear to the side his cock finally was able to meet her wanting pussy for what was a quick introduction before it slid between her lips with no hesitation digging itself deep inside of her moist core. Hidan stopped as he reached balls deep into her wanting to see her reaction, almost needing to see it.

Hinata yelped and shivered as her ass was slapped, then squirmed in another feeble attempt to escape as Hidan pulled at her pants once more, groaning as she felt them grinding against her pussy, now even more sensitive after her orgasm, glancing back over her shoulder and whimpering as she watched his cock slowly move up closer, rubbing against her through the soaked material of her pants. "N-no....no please....it's too big....it's way too big....it wont fit...." Though when he said that he was the smallest....that everyone else was going to be even bigger...her eyes widened, her imagination running wild. Just how big could they really get? "Oh god...." Hinata squeaked as she felt her pants being ripped away around her pussy, her underwear being pulled aside, exposing her pussy directly to the cold air of the cave. The juices were pouring from her like water from a tap, pouring all over Hidan's cock as it took position beneath her. "N-no..." Hinata stared in terror as it moved closer, then screamed out as she felt it penetrate her, forcing past her hymen immediately, taking away her virginity in one swift stroke, though she was so wet that she barely felt the pain, and her wetness allowed even Hidan's large cock to penetrate her easily. Hinata's eyes went wide, her entire body going stiff as she arched her back, pushing her breasts out, her nipples even bigger than before, sticking out nearly 2 inches through her bra, shirt and jacket, breasts bouncing from the movement. Her pussy was as tight as a vice around Hidan's cock, the walls of her pussy rippling around him, Hidan's cock just brushing against Hinata's cervix, though he wasn't quite big enough to push into her womb.

Good damn, fuck. Hidan moaned out loudly as she squeezed tightly onto his thick cock almost causing his to cum just from entering her. Moving slowly he fought her pussies grip to pull his cock from inside of her slowly his hand grabbing tightly onto her hips as he did. Once out he smiled as he pushed on her ass looking at her pussy as it now gushed out juices hitting his cock and the stone ground below. What a fucking naughty little pussy you have here hum? moving upright once again he started to penetrate into her once again this time harder as his hips slapped against her plum ass. So fucking tight, and here I taught that you wouldnt be a virgin. Guess you proved me wrong hum? As Hinta talked many of the other members started to make their way to here tired of waiting to get a chance at her. Deidara smiled as he neared her face looking at her lustful face as Hidan drilled into her. What a beautiful facial expression you have there. He spoke to her as he lifted her head up as his other hand slowly slide down to her chest. Slowly his hand was easily able to tire into her jacket and shirt until only her bra was lift. Sliding her hand under the bra a long slippery wet tongue started to wrap around her erect nipple before pulling at it. Clamming down on her nipples the mouth on his hand started to suck on her one nipple at a time biting and pulling and licking them hungrily as it never got its full.

Hinata gasped, almost moaning in protest as Hidan's cock pulled out her, her pussy quickly closing up once again once it was empty....and god she felt so empty....her body almost missed the sensation of being filled, though her mind was silently thanking god that he was out of her....or at least he was for now. She soon felt him start to enter her again, crying as his cock parted her pussy lips once more, then as the others started to advance on her she whimpered, looking between the various men assembled. Some of them didn't even look human....what in the hell were they going to do to her? She soon had her answer, feeling her jacket and shirt being pulled away from her, exposing her plain blue bra that was clearly far too small. It seemed she was wearing it to make her breasts appear smaller, but in actuality they were even bigger than Tsunade's, though much firmer. "Nnngh....oh god....oh god..." Hinata couldn't help panting in pleasure as Deidara began to massage at her breast, then felt the tongue wrapping around her nipple. She wanted the bra to be removed so badly....she wanted the pressure on her chest to be relieved. The pleasure she was receiving....it was starting to overwhelm her mind aswell as her body, and the group had barely begun with her.

Deidara smiled knowing fully well that she wanted more and that even though he mouth said no her body was screaming yes. Removing her hand from her bra he smiled looking back to Hidan as he watched the man now standing on his tipsy toes. Hidans fingers ripped at her pants once more this time to her small pink ass. Taking his fingers he started to suck on them one by one before moving them to her awaiting asshole. Sliding into her his fingers started to snake their way into her. At this point Deidara stood up as he started to undo his pants letting them fall to the ground. Lets use that mouth of yours for a better use. He told her as his hands cupped her face as his thick cock measuring 10 in length and 3 inches thick almost dislocating her jaw as he slid it into her mouth slowly. Moving his hand around her head he started to face fuck hard his balls hitting her chin each time. Hidans cock started to throb uncontrollably as he felt himself around to cum. Digging his cock until the tip of it was right at her womb he fired off a large amount of warm thick cum into her. The first shot of many. Breathing hard Hidan slowly slid his cock out of her letting it plop out of her slowly covered in her and his cum. Sitting on the ground he looked at her ass and grinned before slapping her ass once more. Slowly his spot was taken over by Kisame as he started to pulled down her pants slowly pulling at them so that they didnt slide down easy like they should be rather force her ass to plop out slowly squeezing her ass and pussy together as her naked body slowly started to be exposed.

Hinata didn't want to allow the cock into her mouth, it was far too big, and at first she closed her mouth tightly, shaking her head in protest. But then she suddenly felt something pressing against her ass, and when she felt the fingers suddenly force their way inside she couldn't help but cry out, opening her mouth widely and giving Deidara ample chance to shove himself inside, her throat stretching and her neck visibly bulging as she was forced to swallow the entire length, gagging and choking for a few moments before she could adjust to it. She knew all of this should hurt, but it was starting to feel so good...Sasori's drugs were scrambling her senses, dulling the pain and amplifying the pleasure. Now aswell as her pussy juices dripping everywhere she was drooling all over Deidara's cock, slurping it almost hungrily, then again she didn't really have much choice in the matter. As she felt Hidan starting to pound her even harder though, she began to make muffled moans of protest, trying desperately to get away, not wanting him to cum inside of her, but it was too late. She felt him erupt into her unprotected pussy, feeling the hot, thick fluids quickly overfilling her and pouring out of her all over both Hidan's cock and the floor, the girl letting out a muffled grunt as he pulled out. For a moment her eyes returned to Deidara, watching as he fucked her face hard and fast, then squirmed once more as she saw Kisame moving behind her, obviously the next in line. She didn't even want to think what he might be like. His body clearly wasn't completely human...so what would the covered parts be like. She didn't get an answer immediately though, squeaking as she felt her clothes being ripped away, the shreds that were left simply slipping off her, exposing her smooth, flawless skin in its entirity, her ample breasts now swinging freely, bouncing wildly from Deidara's face-fucking her.

Hold on. Hun? Deidara quickly yelled to Kisame forcing the large man to stop squeezing her ass. Yeah, what is it? Kisame responded back to him before going back to Hinata pussy and ass his fingers sinking in both as he watched both vanish within her with little trouble. Including the rings that decorated his fingers he was able to feet in almost all five fingers in her slit while only being able to force in three for her small ass. First, should you go last? I mean I would like to get a chance to fuck her before she gets all fucking lose. Hun? Deidara yelled back at him his hips never stopping as he continued to slam into her mouth. Now use your tongue to lick the tip. He demanded of her as he pulled his cock from her throat leaving in the large head with throbbed uncontrollably. I am just saying, leave a hole for us to play with. As he talked he looked down at her face as he cock dripped with her saliva now nice and slick. Many of the other members seemed to be in agreement except for Sasoris who felt it would be too much of a bother to tell them that no matter how far they stretch her within 30 minutes she would be as tight as a virgin once again. Sure, what ever.. How about I fuck her ass then? This way you guys dont have to worry about any or that? Kisame asked getting a collection of grunts agreeing with him. Ok then we will do that. Ok but before you do that use her mouth for a minute while we open her up just a little bit bigger. Kakuzu spoke as he started to walk forward. The group of three men started to flip her around so that she was lying on top of Kakuzu and Her head was resting in Kisames lap against what felt much like a third arm in between in legs. Deidara toke a spot onto of her grabbing her nipples with the mouths of his hands he brought her breast together as he started to drive his cock in-between the small space that they created, slowly. Kakuzu started to probe her ass his cock finding it quiet easy to be able to slip his entire length in. He stood at 8 inches with stitches going around the middle and base of his cock. Use your Bukuagon he told her. Slowly his cock started to expand as the stitches was getting ripped away. I want you to tell everyone what it happening inside of you.

Hinata gasped as she heard Deidara speak....all loose? Just how big was this Kisame guy anyway?! If he was going to do that to her then....she started to panic once more, then as Dediara pulled out of her mouth she coughed and spluttered for air, before leaning forwards to start licking the tip of his throbbing cock. She didn't want to, but she knew that to resist would only make things worse. If these guys wanted to do something, they'd do it. If they wanted something, they'd get it. All she could do was make this easy on herself, or hard on herself. She preferred the former option. She squeaked cutely as she was suddenly flipped, now laying in the lap of someone wearing a mask covering most of his face, then suddenly felt something that felt like an arm against her head. Infact at first she thought it was an arm, but eventually she managed to turn her head to try and actually take a look at just what was being talked about put into her ass. At the same time, she suddenly cried out as her breasts were played with, the sensitive nipples practically throbbing underneath the almost snake-like tongues, her large, soft breasts easily being molded as Deidara wanted, his cock thrusting against her chin as he fucked her breasts. "Nnnngh!!!" As her ass was penetrated by the cock, she tilted her head to look at Kakuzu, wincing in slight pain, though the fingering from earlier had loosened her up slightly, though her ass was still painfully tight in spite of that. "O-oh god!" Hinata's eyes widened as she felt the cock starting to expand inside of her....what was this guy?! How thick was it going to get? Was it going to get longer too?! And now he wanted her to use her Byakugan....but why....? That would only let her see through things....or did he want her to see inside of herself? With a nervous nod, she activated her Byakugan, but found herself unable to stare at anything but the cave ceiling, too scared to look at her body and see what was going on inside of it.

Whats wrong with you are you dumb? Kakuzu asked as he looked to Kisame signaling him to push her head down. Kisame did so without argument forcing her too looks towards Dediara as he continued to fuck her breast. The teeth that lined the top jaw of each of the mouths on his mouth clammed down hard on her erect nipples. Pulling his hands up his teeth stretched out her breast before letting them go letting them fall back down. His thick cock throbbed hard with each pass he made from in-between in her breast. Quickly his hands slammed onto her breast once again before pulling up taking her nipples along with him. It was obvious that he was enjoying himself greatly on top of the girl only stopping to grab her head and shove his thick cock down her throat once again. Putting his fingers around her noise he kept it shut as his cock kept slamming into her tight young throat. Fuck here it comes.. he yelled out as his cock started to grow thicker as a enormous amount of come made its way through his shaft. Now that her Byakugan was activated she could see as the bucket load of cum made its way to her throat before spewing out of his tip in down the rest of her throat. It came out as thick chunks expanding his cock in width as it did. As he came her held onto her head keeping her from moving back as he unloaded a large orgasm. Finally he started to pull slowly still cumming into her mouth as he did. It seemed like he came enough to full a large bucket and was still not done. Pulling out the few remaining thick strings of cum started to spray on her face missing her eyes by inches. Jerking himself for a few more moments he sighed loudly lifting his head. Man that felt great. I cant wait to shoot off my load inside of you next. Hun? speaking softly he pressed the tip of his cock against her lips once again not pushing into her mouth but rather rubbing the last amount of cum on her lips. that was a nice load that he gave you.. I think you should thank him for it. Kisame told her before tightening the grip around her head. Well what do you day? he asked her in a whisper.

Hinata's gagged when Deidara slammed his cock back into her throat, coughing and spluttering until her nose was pinched, leaving her little choice but to try and breathe through her mouth, making it easier for her to swallow the thick shaft over and over, though when she saw the large load of cum starting to move up through it, her eyes widened. She could see through the shaft and watch as the liquid bubbled up, a seemingly impossible amount, so much it was actually forcing the shaft to expand, making her gag even more, and her tight throat become even tighter. She let out muffled cries as the hot, thick fluid began pouring directly down her throat, leaving her no choice but to swallow every last drop. By the time Deidara finally started to pull out, her stomach was filled beyond capacity, and the smooth skin of her stomach was now bulging slightly because of her expanded stomach so full of cum. She coughed as the cock pulled out of her mouth, squeaking in surprise as even more cum began to shower her face and breasts. By the time Deidara was done her upper body was practically drowning in white fluid, and yet Deidara still seemed ready for more. Hinata whimpered as she looked down at her body, seeing the cum in her stomach sloshing around, then beyond it she could see Kakuzu's cock inside of her, still steadily growing, stretching her ass out more as it penetrated deeper and deeper, Hinata arching her back and starting to moan out from being so full in just one hole. "I....I...." She glanced at Kisame and winced before looking at Deidara. "Th-thank you for the nice load sir...."

She looked like a mess with Deidaras sperm all over her breast and face and yet even while being covered in the sticky juices her sexiness shown through. You are welcome Deidara spoke with a chuckle his cock rubbing against her cheek hard as he moved some of the cum into her mouth. Kakuzus cock started to stir even more inside of her as Deidara left her mouth almost as if he was waiting for him to do. The head of his cock started to twist around in a circular motion as the black strings that connected it to his body started to twist around inside of her body. Each string was thick and black leaking with its own fluids where brought with it a warm tingling sensation. Without much notice the long cock started to dive deep into her easily able to pierce into her womb-reaching deep with before reaching its limit. The length of his cock with his long black strings was well over a foot long and 6 inches thick. It twisted inside of her wiggling and trusting like an animal trying to escape from a trap. Wiggling around wildly it trusted into her twisting and rubbing against her in walls hitting her deeper then anything so ever have been. Every few trust it would feel like he got a little bit bigger and wilder. Quickly it started to snake out of her quickly jerking out of her as it was covered in her juices. Not even allowing her gasping ass to close as his exit he once again snaked back into her the length of his cock hitting against her ass before quickly digging into her. His hands held onto her hips tightly as his cock had its way with her. Well then looks like your ass is having all the fun, your pussy must be lonely. Kisame told her before grinning at her. Lets have everyone get a nice look at this sweet pink little hole of yours he spoke as Kakuzu quickly opened her leg showing over his thick cock pumping into her over and over as her pussy remained empty. Now then, beg for a cock in that pussy of yours. Kisame told her as Tobi took a kneel right in front of her. His cock was thick as the head gently rubbed against her pussy slowly never going in as he waited to hear the sluty words to exit out of the young girls mouth.

"NYAGH!" Hinata suddenly cried out as she saw and felt Kakuzu's cock begin to almost spasm inside of her, suddenly penetrating her deeply like some kind tentacle, thrusting up deeper and deeper into her ass, watching it snake through her body, stretching her open so wide she though she would pass out, but Sasori's drug seemed to be preventing that too....not to mention it barely felt painful. It was like most of the pain was being transformed into pleasure before it reached her brain, causing her entire body to spasm as she orgasmed once more, squirting a mixture of her juices and Hidan's cum all over Kakuzu's chest, Hinata crying out as the tentacle finally withdrew from her, leaving her a panting, cum-covered mess. "Ngh...." She panted, thinking perhaps she could rest, but suddenly she felt the tentacle-like cock ram back into her ass, feeling even thicker than before, and seeming to grow slightly longer with every thrust. At this rate it would snake through her body and right the way up to her stomach soon. She whimpered as Kakuzu spread her legs and then exposed her pussy, another man coming over, though Hinata couldn't quite lift herself to take a look at just how big he was. Still, it felt more like a fist was rubbing at the entrance of her pussy than the tip of a cock. "I...." She whimpered again and bit her lip, taking a moment to think about what she was being told to say. Still, she couldn't refuse. "P-please....please put....put it inside me....please....p-put your cock...in my pussy...."

Well then I shouldnt disobey a lady then. Toby responded to her as he cock lined up to her swollen pussy lips. The thick head of his cock pushed forward slowly inside of her pussy stretching it out as each and every inch crammed inside of her. While his cock felt normal it was still huge feeling more like a small arm was thrusting through her twisting body then an actual cock. Each vain throbbed out of beat to the others being thick and long themselves it would have felt like three things was inside of her each of them moving through her at her own will. So then Hinata, how does this all feel? Sasori asked her as Hidan quickly grabbed her head as he shoved his cock into her mouth. Her eyes was still full of fear which was obvious to Sasori as she moved reluctantly having to be moved rather then doing it herself. Hidan let her touch you. He spoke softly making the young man smile. Quickly he grabbed her hand forcing her to touch the slimy thick cock that roped her of her virginity throb. Now with your mouth such on just the tip of it and let you hand just stroke the rest nice and slow, come bring this hand over her toy. As he talked her grabbed her other hand and pulled it so that it gently touched his balls. You need to give your thanks to the cock that made you a women now dont you? Hidan asked as he leaned back. Youve never handled a cock before have you? he asked her not really caring for an answer. I guess then I will have to show you then. As he talked Sasoris hands vanished under his puppet once again as he started to tinker around. She had been broken it fairly well and while she did have a ways to go he though that now would be the best time as any to try out another poison that he had. Slowly his hand moved over to her rock hard clit grabbing at it hard as Toby slammed into repeatedly forcing her body to move wildly. As he touched her clit the sensation of needles piercing the small area could be felt once again. Since she was to be Kisame pet he had to inject just the right chemicals into her body to make her do. First was just one that would make pain pleasure and that could stretch her further out then what was humanly possible. Next amount was increase the pleasure that she was feeling 10 fold making each sexual act that she tried feel like a drug that just got stronger each and every time she orgasm, making her addicted. However, unlike the first drug this one did have a side effect, one that Kisame was more then happy to deal with himself. As he moved his hand away from her clit he watched as it started to shift a bit turning slowly into once of the many cocks that was now drilling itself into her over and over again. What is this? Toby asked before slamming into her pussy hard as Kakuzus cock did the same fore her ass seeing just what effect this new drug had on the girls body.

Hinata screamed out as Tobi's cock rammed into her, splitting her pussy apart and penetrating deeper than Hidan's had. She could feel every vein, every bump on this new cock, and after a few moments she felt the tip pressing against some kind of resistance inside her body, her cervix. But Tobi didn't seem to care about that, quickly slamming forwards and ramming through, his cock now directly entering Hinata's womb, her stomach bulging even further in order to accomodate the two massive intruders inside of her along with the stomach full of cum. She couldn't even resist mildly when her hands were moved and her head tilted, bringing her lips to the tip of Hidan's cock whilst one hand went to the wet shaft, the other to his balls. Hinata could taste herself on the cock, it was still covered in a mixture of his cum and her juices. She wanted to turn her head away or close her mouth....but she didn't dare, not now. If she tried to resist now they could likely kill her in an instant, and if they did that then they could just go and kidnap someone else to do this to. No....she wanted them to be satisfied with her so nobody else would have to suffer. She just squeezed Hidan's balls gently, sucking on the tip hard whilst stroking the shaft, running her tongue across the tip. She was so busy, or at the least distracted, by being made to focus on Hidan's cock she didn't notice Sasori shifting around, then reaching above her to inject her clit with something. She felt it as he did so though, screaming out and ending up taking the whole of the head of Hidan's cock into her mouth, still sucking on it hard. Her body was already starting to feel strange....she could feel a slight burning sensation for a moment, before suddenly the pain she was feeling began to fade, and the pleasure began to increase. Everything was starting to feel better, even sucking on Hidan's cock was starting to make her feel good. She couldn't help releasing Hidan's cock from her mouth in order to moan loudly in pleasure, then suddenly freeze up as she felt something odd. Briefly she felt a sharp pain just beneath her stomach, then began to cry out as her clit bulged slightly, then started to grow longer and thicker, the tip splitting and bulging as it continued to grow, slowly shifting until it had become a foot long cock just over 4 inches thick, veins on it throbbing as it stuck straight upwards from her body, almost aching for attention. "Wh-what the hell is that?!" Hinata couldn't help but scream at it, staring in disbelief at her new cock. "Get it off!! Make it go away!! Please!!"

Wow are you sure about that? Tobi asked her as his gloved hand quickly grabbed the staff of her cock slowly stroking it hard and fast as he himself was amazed by it as well. As he player with her cock his trusting never stopped making sure to dig in deep into her slamming into the back of her womb over and over again almost punishing it with the brutal slams that he gave it, however her body seemed to crave for it. Slowly his fingers started to play with the tip of her cock pointing it towards her as he watched it throb and shiver in excitement. It was huge rivaling his own, but it was still young being overly sensitive to this type of pleasure. Quickly he stopped stroking her cock as he kept slamming into her smiling as he looked down at the large member in between his hand. Would you like to cum? he asked her with a grin his fingers gently rubbing over the tip of her cock softly brushing against her newly formed tip. Would you like to cum from your newly created cock? he teased her grinning softly as he lifted his mask but not so that she could see the face that rested underneath. Slowly he started to cover her cock with his own spit giving her cock the first sensation of having a warm liquid on top of it. Starting to stroke it slowly he covered her cock from base to tip in it putting back on his mask slowly. Beg for it like the slut you are and I will live you the first taste of this huge cock of yours. As Tobi talked to her Hidans eyes couldnt stop looking at the massive cock being slightly annoyed that there was yet another one in the group now that was bigger then his. Hay I didnt say you could stop he yelled as he before forcing her to take his entire length in her throat this time forcing it down her throat and as far down as he could as her punishment. You need to get better at this. He whispered to her not letting her let go of his cock from deep in her throat. Slowly he started to bob her head back and forth feeling the tightness of her throat as he did so. I am going to make sure that this mouth of yours remembers every single cock in this room. You are to swallow my cock no any cock that is give to you whole. Use that tongue of yours and yours hands make sure to get each and every part of it including my staff, and when I become grateful enough to cum you dont let a drop fall. As Hidan told her how to take care of a cock the one that had been snaking its way in her ass started to bulge, triple it size. It moved from the base to the staff of the tentacle slowly bulging it out as it went. This cum full knot was not the only one quickly being followed by two others that followed soon after each stretching her little asshole open. Moving into her that forced her the tip of the massive tentacle to open up as at first only a small amount of liquid poured into her, but that only lasted for a seconded. Without warning three massive explosions of cum shot into her ass drove in deep from his tentacle. As he rested under her his sounds of moaning could be heard as shot after shot stained her insides making it even move slippery as his tentacle wiggled around franticly. Grabbing a hold of her hips he let out a powerful moan as the base of his tentacle pumped up once more this time caring in it a massive amount of cum almost the side of the other three. His tentacle was indeed flexible as it slowly pushed it towards Hinatas asshole, slowly each inch stretching her out more and more.

Hinata nearly screamed as Tobi began to jerk at her new cock, writhing in pleasure as he started to drool all over it, the sensations nearly overwhelming the girl. Even normally this would've been a lot to handle, but with Sasori's drugs making her even more sensitive it was nearly unbearable. These new sensations were just far too much for the young, until recently innocent, girl to handle. She had been trying to resist it, but the pleasure was starting to become too much, and she had been about to comply with Tobi's order for her to beg, she had been about to beg to be allowed to cum, but before she could, her mouth was suddenly forced back to Hidan's cock, her neck bulging as she gagged and was made to swallow the entire thing, the girl drooling all over it, still able to taste her juices on it from when Hidan had taken her virginity....this was a taste she wasn't ever going to forget. She found her hands moving up to Hidan's balls as sbe began to use her tongue on the shaft, sucking on ever last inch of the mans cock whilst she continued massaging his large, heavy balls, able to feel them pulsing, swirling with near inhuman amounts of cum. All of this was driving Hinata wild, but when suddenly she felt something in her ass she was being driven over the edge. The first three bulges of cum caused her to let out muffled groans, her stomach again bulging in order to accomodate all the cum being poured inside of her ass and the cum from her mouth earlier. But then the final bulge...three times the size of the previous others...it was just too much. Her body easily stretched to take it in thanks to Sasori's drugs, and her stomach bulged to make her look about halfway through a pregnancy, but all of this was too much. With a muffled scream around Hidan's cock, Hinata finally came. Her pussy first, spraying juices all over Tobi and the insides clamping down painfully on the mans cock, drawing it inside, practically milking him for him to cum into her womb. Then a few moments later, her cock spasmed, then started to bulge, so much cum starting to travel up it the shaft was gradually becoming nearly 8 inches thick, the bulging travelling from the base to the tip, before finally it erupted like water from a pressure hose. Hinata came more than hard enough for the constant stream of cum to hit the cave ceiling, thick, sticky cum beginning to rain down on the entire group, even those not immediately beside her. The new futa girl continued to cum for close to a minute, before finally the stream began to fade, and the bulging returned to normal, her cock returning to its former 4 inch thick state, every single person in the cave now covered head to toe in Hinata's cum.

As cum rained from the caves ceiling every member of the akasikes where caught by surprised ether in shock or curiosity. Slowly the men started to move away from her as they looked around many of them being covered from head to toe in her sperm. When she finally finished cumming they all started to remove their robes each member standing naked in front of her now. Moving close to her they continued to awe in amazement as he newly sensitive body covered now in her sperm as well as some of theirs. Well that was rude of you, getting us all messy in your sperm. Kakuzu spoke as he still wore his outfit covered in her sperm. His hand grabbed onto her head as he pulled her away from Hidans cock her mouth full to the brim with his cum. Hidan gasped softly as he took in deep breaths his hand holding onto the base of his cock. We really should repay you for that now shouldnt we? as he talked he moved from behind her letting her rest against the cold stone floor as both Tobi and Kakuzu started to move from inside of her leaving both her pussy and ass drowned in their cum. As she was finally set free from the mens grasp she was slowly starting to get man handled by Kakuzu. So which felt better? Cumming from your pussy or this new cock of yours. he asked her as he started to undress leaving his pants on as he stood over her. Turning her around he forced her to stick her ass out as he long thick cock pointed towards the ground. Putting one finger into her he smiled as he removed it slowly. Even though you where just now fucked it feels as you have never been touched by a cock before. Sasoris drugs really are having a great effect hum? Moving away from her he picked her up off the ground easily as Dediara lay on the ground next to her. Lifting her so that her pussy was right over the head of Dediaras cock he brought her down slowly watching as the cock slid past her pussy over and over again. Go ahead and slide that cock right into that tight young pussy of yours. As Kakuzu talked, one of Dediaras hand moved to her exposed nipples as the tongue wrapped around it before sucking on it hard. Quickly his other hand moved to her cock its thick tongue quickly wrapping around the staff easily as it stroked up and down her staff slowly.

Hinata just lay twitching and panting as she recovered from the orgasm, laying in a pool of her own cum as she watched the others undress, eyes moving between each of them, as if examining just which one of them was the biggest, who she should worry about the most, but she wasn't given time to worry as she was slowly lifted up. Her belly was bulging now, and even with cum leaking from her ass, pussy and mouth, she was still so full that her belly was so bulged she appeared to be 9 months pregnant, with twins or triplets. "Nnngh...." She couldn't help groaning as the finger entered her, her body still insanely tight even after what had just been inside of her. She bit her lip rather than answering the question....she didn't want to say it....she didn't want to admit that her new cock had felt better...that to cum so much for so long had felt indescribably good....far better than a normal orgasm, and that had just been from having her cock stroked. She couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to put it inside of someone, to fuck someone as these men were fucking her....but that was something she would never admit to, and before she could even begin to answer anything she was being moved again, shivering and moaning as she felt something sliding against her pussy lips, her large cock sticking straight out infront of her, pointing at the watching Akatsuki members, though if her last orgasm was anything to go by then it would probably be advisable to move out of the way when she came again. "Oh god...." The decision was being left in her hands, and no matter how much she wanted to resist, her hands found themselves moving down to grasp Deidara's cock, repositioning it so that on the next movement it slid up into Hinata's still cum-filled pussy, more of Tobi's cum being squeezed out, her large breasts and swollen belly bouncing with the movement, the cum inside of her womb and stomach sloshing around loudly.

Deidara moaned softly as his thick cock slide easily into her because of the all of cum that already filled her. As she squeezed onto him tightly her upper body was pushed down forcing her huge belly to squeeze her cock in-between her and Deidaras stomach. Moving slowly a new cock was pushing at her ass gently this one was thicker then most being around 6 inches thick. Sliding into her the cold feeling of multiple piercing could be felt as passed his cock over her waiting asshole. He continued to poke at her ass for a few seconds before moving his cock down slowly to her already full pussy taking his time to position himself just right. With a hard slamming thrust the cock was in her thrusting into her tight virgin pussy along side Deidaras. Slamming into her they both moved at the same pace feeling more like one large cock then the two that they where. Deidaras hand moved slowly up to her breast as he started to moan from the tightness that the young girl was now giving him. It was unbelievable how tight it was inside of her and with every thrust he felt that he was going to cum his cock doubling in size as it felled with cum, however because of how Pain and her pussy squeezed onto him he was unable to cum as it just continued to build up. The tongue of the palm of his hand quickly licked around before latching onto her pink perk nipple sucking onto it hard as the teeth bite down. Kakuzu smiled as he watched Hinata getting fuck walking in front of the young girl slowly. Slowly he started to undo his pants taking his time, as he felt no real need to rush. Now pay attention girl, this will be the cock that you are going to take of for now own, understand? he asked her as the large base of his cock was revealed. It was massive by anyones prediction being more then a foot in witch and close to two in length, it was bigger them most people legs. On the shaft veins pulsated as many of them lined up and down the cock many of them being thick enough to add an extra three inches in width to him. Slowly his hand leveled the tip of his cock with her head his hand grabbing the back of her head as he kept her from looking away. This is the cock that is going to slam into that little body of yours day in and day out. I want you to memorize every single inch of it. As he talked the cock rubbed against her face as a strong odor came from it. The smell was intoxicating making her body even horny then before. Each inch pressed against her face before he once again leveled the tip of the cock to her mouth. Well then go ahead and taste it, savor each and every inch. At the head of the cock rest leveled with her mouth it seemed almost imposable that she could ever get such a big thing down.

Hinata squeaked as she felt something rubbing against her ass whilst her cock was being pushed against both her body and Deidara's, but her pleasure just continued building up until she felt something more pushing into her pussy, the second thick cock forcing its way inside of her, the two cocks starting to feel like one big one, and one of them even continued to grow thicker, Hinata could feel the cum bubbling inside of it, building and building....she knew it was going to be a lot from the two....and she wondered if her belly could expand far enough to take it all in without bursting. As Deidara's hand sucked and bit on her nipple, it started to leak out some milky fluid, though as an unforeseen side effect of Sasori's drugs, the milk contained an intensely powerful aphrodisiac, more powerful even than anything Sasori could create, more than enough to send Deidara into even more of a wild frenzy as the milk poured into the mouth on his hand. The girl just stared at the cock being presented to her face, for a moment forgetting about everything else. How could she be expected to fit that inside of her through any hole? It was a foot wide, maybe a little thicker because of the veins....even with the drugs she had been given to make her stretch...she just didn't think it was possible. "Oh god...." She tried to look away, but suddenly her head was grabbed and forced to stare at her, the immense cock moving closer and closer until it rubbed against her lips. Hinata whimpered slightly, then opened her mouth to begin licking on a small portion of the tip, but she just couldn't voluntarily open her mouth wide enough to get even the tip inside, let alone the entire shaft.

No no, dont look away come on use that tongue of yours. Kakuzu yelled at Hinata was he lifted her head up slightly pulling her by the hair as his cock ran across her face. He pushed her mouth to the staff of his cock rubbing up and down slowly forcing her to lick each inch of his massive cock. Finally he released her head before his hand started to slowly stroke his cock squeezing against it as he pointed it at her face. Come on suck on the tip of the cock and use your hand to rub the rest. He demanded from her acting more like a master to her then the other members. His cock seemed undeterred from her licking at it still remained as hard as it did when he first exposed it. It had been years since Kakuzu was allowed to fuck a girl all of them running away from him only after just seeing the massive instrument that would be driven deeply into their pussy, and who was to blame them? Deidaras hands squeezed slightly against Hinatas large breast the teeth on her nipples biting harder against them as it started to milk her even more. His hips slammed into her hard as it cock started to scrap against Pains causing him to jerk back slightly. The young blond man was driving his ever-expanding cock into without mercy as he grunted heavily his body forcing him to move harder and harder. Fuck, Deidara muttered loudly before his hand quickly jerked from of her best before wrapping around her as he started to pick her up. He jerked her from between Pains and Kakuzus grip before laying her down on the stone ground her legs bent so that her knees where only inches away from her face. Quickly he pounced back onto her his thick throbbing cock slamming back into her forcing her to be pounded against the stone floor with each stab his cock gave to her awaiting pussy. His body tensed up as his muscles started to ripple as sweat that to fall onto of Hinata. He couldnt stop fucking her his mind completely void of anything else. Within only a few thrusts he started to cum inside of her in a forceful manner his orgasm almost never ending as he continued to pound her. The other members of the group remained quiet as they watched Deidara pound into Hinata amazed at how long he was able to go at such a speed and with suck force. He was like a machine just going at her resembling a jackhammer.

Hinata yelped as she was pulled to face the cock once more, extending her tongue in order to start licking over the tip and the shaft as Kakuzu commanded, her hands reaching up to rub at some more of the enormous foot wide and two foot long cock that was before her. She was starting to get scared of it being forced into her mouth, but it seemed that wasn't going to happen just yet as Deidara seemed to have other ideas. The aphrodisiac Hinata was producing seemed to be taking almost immediate effect, and Hinata found herself suddenly yanked away from Pein and Kakuzu, thrust into her back and Deidara plunging into her once more, trapping her cock between him and her swollen belly. "NNNGH!" As her body was squeezed, the cum inside of her womb and stomach was sloshing around loudly, the noise echoing all around cave, whilst her breasts were being squeezed and beginning to squirt milk upwards like two fountains, though if any of the other men drank it they would be driven just as wild as Deidara. "O-oh god!!" Hinata arched her back as her pussy came violently around Deidara's cock, then suddenly she felt it bulge further, erupting with more cum, her belly starting to expand as more of it was pushed inside of her, Deidara's fucking not seeming to stop, although her continuing swelling belly was making it harder for him to get a good position from which to fuck her. Hinata was panting heavily, and found her free hands going to grab the end of her cock, having to stretch around her stretched belly, then started to pump what she could reach of her cock, seemingly desperate to make it cum again, though even more desperate to be able to feel the sensation of fucking someone, anyone, with it.

As Deidara started to slam into her many of the other members started to get dress quickly as they realized that her body was reaching its limit her belly becoming large enough to hide her face in the position Deidara had her in. Apparently only one girl was nowhere near enough to satisfy their hunger. Walking slowly it was Kakuzu who was first to reach her as she was pressed against the floor. Looking at her cock he started to grin wildly as he sucked his teeth looking at her desperately trying to stroke herself. You would love to fuck someone hun? he asked her softly before waving to Sasori to bring over a new item. If you are a good girl we will give you someone to fuck you would like that hum? You would love to feel this.. as he talked his hand moved the object over her large cock covering it completely in the artificial virgin. Even though it was fake, it still milked at Hinatas cock harder and harder with each thrust that Kakuzu gave to her. What do you think? How does it feel? If you want the real thing then you are going to have do a little mission for us.. I want you to bring us one of your friends someone that has a amble mount of breast as you do.. is you do this we will let you have the taste of fucking a virgin. Deidara didnt hear anything, as his eyes remained locked on the tight little pussy of Hinata his cock smashing in it time and time again without mercy. His legs started to shake slowly as his energy started to be sucked out of him causing him to slow down. His eyes became hazed over as his hips kept slamming into her before slowing down to a crawl as he shot his last load inside of her before slipping out of her slowly. Even though he just left her pussy it wasnt long until she was filled again this time with a vibrator. The small little toy that Kakuzu had on Hintai was one that would not use jerk her off but also fuck her as the same time, and when she finally came (thanks to a tube that connected the two) the sperm would be lead right into her own pussy. Now tell me, are you willing to get a girl that I wanted..

Hinata squealed in pleasure as the object was placed onto her cock, her hips thrusting into it as she fucked it desperately. Her mind was lost to the pleasure until Kakuzu finally spoke, but all she could do was nod in response. She was so lost in pleasure right now she was going to agree to anything in order to get more. When Deidara started to cum again though, she screamed again as her belly strained, the skin rippling as cum moved around inside of it, then expanded even further. It seemed her body was responding well to Sasori's drugs, and she was stretching well beyond normal human capacity. When Deidara pulled out of her, she thought for a moment she could perhaps try and push some out, but instead she felt the vibrator being shoved in and preventing the cum from escaping once more. When she saw the tube connecting her cock to the vibrator though, she started to panic, thinking that her body couldn't possibly take anymore of this. Still, she nodded in response to Kakuzu's response. "Y-y-yes! Yes I will!" She was hoping that agreeing would get him to disconnect the tube, and now that she was trying not to cum, she could feel it bubbling, the base of her cock bulging and beginning to double in thickness, the size increase slowly travelling upwards as her cum began to bubble up.

Thats really good!! Kakuzu told her as she finally answered him grinning at her did. Looking down to Deidara he smiled slightly before looking back to Hinata. I want you to grab someone around your same age, big breasted maybe even blonde so that our little friend here can have his own little toy to play with. Do what ever you must to get her here and once she is we will handle the rest, and you will get your first taste of fucking someone.. But you know we can let you try your first taste at cumming inside of a pussy you know.. Granted it will be yours. He could see how much she wanted not to cum into herself but everyone around him was quiet interested if she could actually hold all of it. Plus knowing that after cumming the vibrator would slide out of her he wanted to see the mixture of all the cum inside of her come out. Yes it was a sick little attraction for him, but still it was an attraction.

At the mention of blonde, Hinata's mind immediately filled with images of Ino. Perhaps she wasn't large breasted....but then again few were as well endowned as Hinata...except perhaps Tsunade, but she was far too strong to be abducted. Even the Akatsuki members themselves would doubtful be able to abduct the fifth Hokage so easily. "Nnngh....y-yes I know who....I know what to do..." She panted, hardly able to believe what she was agreeing to do, but she wanted so badly to fuck someone....she would do anything to feel that pleasure. "Oh god....oh god please take it off....I can't stop it....I can't stop it!!" Hinata arched her back, screaming as her cock bulged, cum erupting into the tube at the tip, her cum being directed quickly into her belly, the volume just as much as last time, causing Hinata's belly to begin swelling even further, growing quickly and beyond what anyone could have expected. By the time Hinata was done cumming, her belly was brushing against the ceiling of the cave above her, and finally the pressure was too much, and the vibrator stuffed in her pussy was forced out, the cum suddenly gushing out of her, flooding out into the cave, gallons and gallons of cum pouring out of the girls body.

What a cute little girl you are.. Kakuzu told Hinata as she continued to cum placing his hand on her stomach. Pushing down slightly he forced her stomach to return to its normal shape watching as her pussy leaked out cum as he did. We cant have you go after her looking like this with a huge belly now can we? he asked her for letting her stomach go before standing up. Well then get yourself dressed and ready.. You have until tonight to return or we will not hold up to our end of the bargain. Slowly his hand moved to her dick removing the toy from on top of it before putting on a little collar squeezing the cock tightly making it imposable for her to cum. Just so you dont try and get off before we allow it. With that most of the other members started to leave only the passed out Dediara and Kakuzu remained. Well then we will be waiting do keep up doing so too long tough

He was surprised that Sasuke didn't show much of a reaction when he branded him. Then again, Itachi was pretty stoic in the sense that he was numb altogether. Pain didn't affect him anymore, and it might have been some heredity trait that Sasuke inherited to have him so immune to feeling that horrible sting. Or maybe he did feel it as harshly as normal people, but kept himself from crying out or squirming to preserve his pride. For his skill of endurance, Itachi felt the need to reward his little brother, but at the same time, he didn't want to let him go off the hook so easily. But he was, after all, his brother. If he was his actual lover or a person who wasn't connected by special blood to him, he wouldn't have hesitated to make his life a living hell. But, unfortunately, he needed to show mercy in this case. Sasuke was branded and pierced, and Itachi already destroyed his state of thought by also shattering Sasuke's hardened carapace. Sasuke was undoubtedly a submissive when around him, and it showed so obviously in scenarios such as this. His otoutou already suffered with a physical and mental beating today, and Itachi hoped that he learned his lesson enough for him to remember it in the future. Itachi carefully undid the leather accessory that was sloppily tied around his neck, using little to no effort to hoist the younger boy in his arms. Just like when he was merely in his pre-teen years tending after a small child, Itachi carried him over towards the master bedroom and gingerly laid him down on the lavish sheets. To Sasuke's sore joints, the goose-feathers would almost seem like clouds underneath his weary body. Now that his little brother endured his consequences, it was time for a bit of rewarding on his end. After all, Itachi was sort of bi-polar. When he was furious and frustrated, he couldn't see anything but red. But once his anger evaporated, he was able to act like a protective normal older sibling. The only excuse for his slightly odd personality was that of stress, probably. But who really cared when Sasuke seemed to like both sides equally ? " Have you learned something today, Sasuke ? " he asked rather calmly, scooping a bit of cooling cream from a small container. He dabbed the white substance on the browning marks, smearing it around the scar to rid of the searing after-pain. The piercing couldn't be helped. But in a few minutes, it wouldn't hurt so much. All he could do was disinfect it with alcohol, and Itachi did just that, using a gauze to expertly clean his punctured nipple. The teenager felt satisfied upon seeing his brother literally marked with his sick idea of ownership sealing. He left his naked as he ran his entire body over to search for any of the nasty signs that the old man left behind on his little encounter with his brother. There were several bruises and scratches, and Itachi's throat rumbled with a low growl when he came across each consecutive wound, muttering something incoherent about the bastard leaving his demented markings on his property ... " If you've learned your lesson, I want you to sleep. I also don't want for you to stay here. After what happened today, it's caused me to change my mind about keeping you in this neighborhood. " he murmured, brushing a stray strand of the other's hair away from his forehead to reveal his extremely handsome face. " Don't care if you stay with Naruto or Kakashi. I just want you to get the hell out of here. " he shook his head, obviously sounding as if he was really displeased with today's events, " ... I shouldn't have brought you along. " And was Itachi actually apologizing ? In the end, he did feel sorry for Sasuke. He now realized that the kid's intentions were good. The bastard was actually persuasive in a sense, so it made sense for his little brother to fall for that dirty scheme. He wasn't there to rescue him in time, and he'd been so blind to the other's helpless little pleas to come and save him. He felt so ashamed. He ran his fingertips over the light marks that showed on Sasuke's pale body, flinching and wincing at each one he came across. They weren't his doing, and that's what made him even more angrier. " I'm ... sorry, Sasuke ... I couldn't save you from that bastard. Left you there all alone with him. Came too late ... Your nii-san was too deaf to hear you screaming, " he whispered, planting a kiss to the other's forehead. He switched off the lamp.

Sasuke's pain had been so spread out, through the piercing and the first branding mark. Perhaps he'd numbed himself mentally, and gone somewhere else for the time being. It seemed more than likely that he just hadn't been paying attention, or he didn't have the effort to jump like he had before. Probably because he knew what was coming, and had prepared himself for it. At times like these, the boy really wondered what his brother did things like this for. Itachi was so damn... He was unpredictable. That, and he knew just how to break Sasuke down. The pain didn't affect him so much, but those horrid torments that Itachi threw at him made the boy feel absolutely horrible. He couldn't even begin to explain it. Having the person that you looked up to you constantly pushing you down. Sometimes, however, Sasuke liked it. It challenged him. But now, Itachi wasn't challenging him. Itachi was fucking him over. Both literally and metaphorically. The boy let out a small sigh when his older brother picked him up, but didn't do more than that. He tensed at first in Itachi's arms, but after only a few seconds relaxed. He could feel a cooler aura emanating from his brother. Things wouldn't be so bad... Although, Sasuke still thought he had himself in for a brutal possessive fucking. To his pleasent surprise, Itachi did nothing of the sort, instead set his younger brother onto the bed carefully, and tended to Sasuke's wounds. His dark blue eyes looked up at Itachi's red ones. Sometimes he wondered why his older brother put those in... Intimidation? It seemed likely. Sasuke liked them though, so it didn't matter. "Yes Nii-san..." The boy murmured, shifting slightly on the bed. Oh the sheets were so wonderfully soft, and the bed itself was completely relaxing. There was no better place that he could have been after such harsh treatment. Oh it felt wonderful to have that cooling liquid on his burn marks, but the alcohol stung him, and he let out a small gasp. A deep frown was pulled across his face when he heard what Itachi had to say. No. He didn't want to leave somewhere else.. But honestly, this wasn't the best time to argue with his brother. "When will you come get me? Or when will I be able to get back here? When can I see you?" It was cute, how concerned he was about all of this. About how curious and horrible upset he was about wanting to know when he would be able to see his older brother again. The fact it was posed in the form of an apology only made Sasuke feel even more horrible. His brother never apologized. It was obvious that he was making some effort to smooth things over before they'd be seperated. This was probably the most surprisngly thing that he'd heard in a long time. Sasuke's eyes widened a little, and he swallowed. "Nii-san..." That simple call of the other's name was filled with everything. It was telling Itachi that he was sorry himself, that he accepted the apology. "No... It's not your fault. I'm stupid." When his older brother turned off the lamp, Sasuke instantly moved closer to Itachi. "I don't want to leave. I want to stay right here..." He nuzzled against his older brother's cheek, kissing his lips lightly.

Usually, Itachi avoided apologizing because it made him feel like shit afterward. He was an extremely prideful man, so he never confessed his mistakes to just about anyone. Sasuke was special, and his conscience merely persuaded him to believe that it was the right thing to say at a time like this ... It would cause Sasuke to understand. He was quite confused with himself, too. Staring at his brother, he didn't know what part of him took such a bold step forward to abuse him until he was almost lifeless on the sheets. He ran his fingertips over his right nipple again, wondering what he was thinking to pierce him so mercilessly like that ... and Sasuke was just a child ... Itachi felt so ashamed as an older brother. He sometimes hated being sadistic and bi-polar at the same time. He couldn't even keep his emotions under control, and his inability to manipulate his own feelings made him so brutal and intimidating at the same time ... On the outside, Itachi Uchiha was a well-known businessman; stoic, organized, and proud. But on the inside, he was nothing more than a mess. He couldn't see Sasuke's face through the dark, but his petite figure was faintly outlined by the slight hints of streaming light, and as his little brother enveloped him into a warm hug and begged for them to stay together, Itachi couldn't help but chuckle at his sudden immaturity. When did Sasuke ever want to be around him ? Here he was, branded and pierced, and the kid still wanted to be with his freak of a brother ... Itachi was touched. He wanted to put Sasuke to sleep and head off for bed himself, but a part of him wanted to stay here with him ... to assure his little otoutou that he would stay by his side regardless of the situation ... He gingerly stroked the other's hair and returned the affectionate kisses, lightly chuckling, " I want you to stay away from here. When the semester's over, I'll come visit you. You ... said you need to be at school, right ? " Itachi decided to climb on the bed with him, the mattress carefully creaking under his knee's weight, " ... And you can show me your report card by the end of it. " Truthfully, Itachi wanted to fuck him. That unsatisfied part of his evil brain wished that he didn't have to be so brotherly. With a soft exhale, he slid into the sheets right beside his brother, choosing to stay there until Sasuke would fall asleep. That was how it was like during their childhood ... Itachi was responsible for watching over Sasuke almost twenty four seven. Itachi stroked his brother's cheek with his thumb, smiling through the darkness so that his rare grin wouldn't be so noticeable. " What would I do without you, Sasuke ? ... I'm so hopelessly in love with you ... You drive me insane ... " he whispered, holding back a yawn.

Sasuke knew most of this. He'd been with his brother for so long, it was only rightly placed that they knew each other well. ...Maybe Itachi didn't know him much, because Sasuke usually kept himself hidden. But Sasuke sure as hell knew Itachi. He'd seen too much of his brother. Itachi wasn't afraid of showing who he really was, the sadistic and the sweet side. Sometimes, Sasuke blamed himself for the bipolar-ness of his brother. Had their parents not 'died' then Itachi wouldn't have to have put on a stoic face for the rest of the world, and a sweet one for Sasuke. He wouldn't have had to seperate himself so completely from his emotions that it would drive him insane if he even tried to show them once. So in a way, the boy already understood, and really didn't need the apology. Sasuke shivered a little when he felt the fingers brush lightly over the nipple. He made it so Itachi could not feel this, however. He didn't know what would set his brother off again. Simply because he knew his brother did not mean that he knew when that horrible Itachi would come out again. Quite frankly, Sasuke was surprised that Itachi didn't flip him over and fuck him right there. Sasuke did not want to stay away from Itachi. He didn't even want to go back to school now. Not if he could possibly stay with his brother. He could be on independent study. Hell, Sasuke was sure that he could challenge all of his classes and graduate already if he wished it so! The boy frowned with the sudden chuckle, but did not pull away from Itachi. He clung to his older brother desperately. The boy shook his head. "No... That's- That's far too long." Sasuke had seen Itachi a hell of a lot more often than that before this! An entire semester!? Was his brother fucking crazy? Why yes, yes he was. It was funny how incredibly similar the two of them were. Both of them were quite bipolar. Itachi was sweet, and then sadistic. And Sasuke was emotionless, then masochistic. It was such a complicated thing. They were both bipolar as such, but the complete opposite in that way. One enjoyed giving pain, the other secretly enjoyed receiving it. Any kind of contact was great for Sasuke's poor affection deprived body. Even when Naruto would pull him close while they were watching a movie... Or any of their other friends. He always relished such contact. In all honesty, Sasuke wouldn't have minded if Itachi fucked him then. Any possible thing that could keep Itachi from forcing Sasuke to leave would be great. And the boy had a feeling that the lack of sex would drive Itachi insane. "Nii-san... Nii-san." He didn't know what to say exactly. "I can't do that... It's too long." Then a few thoughts flew into his head, and he couldn't help but rid himself of them. "What about my ass? What am I supposed to do for so long without you? I can't wait that long... I'll need somebody to fuck me. You know what a slut I am..." The boy whispered into his brother's ear seductively, relaxing back on the bed against his brother.

Itachi was touched to the core of his heart that Sasuke was so stubbornly opposed to the idea, but the future concerned him. How would he be able to lug his brother around everywhere ? Sure, he could leave him at home, but honestly, Itachi didn't trust the neighborhood they were in at all. His dear sibling would only prove to get in his way, and Sasuke's school affairs were only the beginning of his worries. Just a few days ago, he received the news that their 'mother' turned out to be no one but a fake, and Itachi was merely impressed at the woman's effort in trying to swindle them out of their house. How did that work, anyhow ? Kakashi was able to empty the house in less than a week, but Itachi decided to stay here to be near his workplace and the associate buildings around it. He considered sending Sasuke there for the time being with Kakashi supervising him in return for their larger accommodation, but it seemed as if his little brother didn't quite favor the idea. Kakashi wanted to ditch his condo and move into their vacant house, and Itachi willingly agreed for him to stay there if he didn't make so much of a mess while they were gone. Well, everything in a nutshell ? He was so stumped with his wide variety of choices that he doubted he could come up with a final decision until tomorrow morning ... but Itachi was still a bit firm on sending Sasuke away ... Sasuke knew how to configure and read his mind quite skillfully, now. Well, Itachi's thoughts only revolved around a few key subjects, and one of them had to be sex. Sex was addicting, really. It was also a positive and smart way for a stressed businessman like him to release his troubles in the form of hormones. He now learned that Sasuke too craved sexual contact more than often, and from hearing those feeble moans become louder, Itachi automatically knew that he wasn't the only one being pleasured in the intimate partner-play. Truthfully, he wouldn't be able to control his urges to fuck something while on a complete sex-hiatus, but Itachi hoped that he could manage. After all, Sasuke wasn't the only one who so shamelessly spread their legs for him. There were countless women who thought he was a bimbo to be seduced out of his money with their womanly charms, but he only fucked them to have his own share of relief. After their little rendezvous, Itachi didn't hesitate to kick them out on the doormat without so much as a farewell or a thank you. Sasuke would know his older brother's tendencies to bring voluptuous women home, only to cast them away after a bit of humping. His life somewhat revolved around sex, but he wasn't very keen on the principle of returning to the same partner over and over again. Different flavors added spice to life. However, he begged to differ with Sasuke. He could as well fuck his little brother anyday and never get sick of that delicious boy ... Itachi was sleepy just before Sasuke crawled up on him like some desperate kitty, and the older Uchiha instantaneously felt himself struggling to keep his horny side dormant. " You're ... such a little slut, Sasuke ... " he darkly whispered into the other's ear, his free hand involuntarily running down his brother's amazing curves to squeeze an abused cheek. " How about I just fuck you nice and slow tonight ? ... Deep ... " he murmured in a droning voice, using the tips of his fingers to gently run over the side of the other's cute length. " And if you make the right noises, my otoutou- ... your nii-san will let you cum. " he smirked.

Of course, Sasuke didn't know about any of this. About how their mother was a fake, or how Kakashi had cleaned up their house. He didn't know any of this. Perhaps for the better. Because then the both of them would be stressing about it needlessly, when the best answer was right in front of them. The logical answer would be to send Sasuke away. The -best- answer, however, would be to keep him around. Itachi could fuck him, Sasuke would get the affection that he needed. It would all work out wonderfully complex and complicated. All in all, with Itachi's insistent obsessive watch over Sasuke, it wouldn't work out. But Sasuke could dream. And that's what he'd do. Sex was something that drove Itachi. It was the one thing that made his world sane. And Sasuke knew that. He'd known that when he was very small, when his brother would sneak into his room. Or when he was a little older, and his brother would bring home girls. Or a little older still, when Itachi would touch him at night, then hit him if he protested. Or now, when he would fuck Sasuke anywhere in anyway. There were no boundaries now. Itachi had spun completely out of control. And Sasuke loved it. "I am Nii-san... I'm a horny little slut for you. You've made me realize... I can't live without you. Without your hot cock pounding at my ass," Sasuke practically sung into the older Uchiha's ear. A small 'eep' came out of Sasuke as he felt the other's hand squeeze his sore ass. Honestly, he didn't want to get fucked right now, but if it could get Itachi to stay, he'd do it. "Oh Nii-sannnn..." Sasuke purred, leaning forward to push his hips up in the air like a seductive kitten. "I want you to fuck me... Make me mewl and whimper and moan for more. Because only you can..." A small hand moved down to grope Itachi's cock through the other's boxers.

Was it just him or did Sasuke develop a natural knack for driving him insane ? His words were enough to erect his sore member in literally no time at all, and Itachi couldn't help but helplessly grind against the other's naked hip to satisfy his desperate need for immediate contact. Sex made him talk. Sex was talk for Itachi. The older Uchiha's throat rumbled with a predatory growl, his fingernails possessively digging into the other's waist in an effort to drag him closer if possible. He wanted to hear it louder. Sasuke's flattery was the only sound that successfully reached his ears and pleasured him nowadays, and Itachi sincerely felt as if his little brother would truly regret having aroused him this far ... Itachi was slightly convinced to keep his darling otoutou around just for the perks of having a fucktoy to screw at any time he wanted, but he would need a bit more of a persuasion for his decision to be absolute. Was this reality ? Where was the Sasuke who cursed at his very touch and protested at everything he tried doing unto his perfect body ? He loved this form of Sasuke as much as the little disobedient jerk he managed to tame a while back. He knew Sasuke was just another miniature version of him, but to have bent his pride in half and to keep him leashed like this really was a huge accomplishment. It took a bit of effort to keep him mewling like this, but in the end, Itachi decided that it was definitely worth the toil. Sasuke's voice was a mix of a dark whisper, sexy murmur, and an adorable whine. Every time Sasuke parted his lips to seduce him with a bit more of his experienced dirty-talk, Itachi found himself wishing that he wasn't so properly dressed for the occasion. His boxers were becoming a lot more uncomfortable now. In a few seconds, Itachi climbed over his little brother and hovered over his bare body, stamping his elbows down on the sheets under the other's arms and at his sides. His lips were wildly exploring the naked area, covering the old man's marks with light ones of his own, overlapping them with his own nips, kisses and suckles. " Nnngh ... Do you deserve it, Sasuke ? " he teased, gingerly taking the other's chin between his fingers to direct his gaze into his face, " Have you been a good boy for me, otoutou ? " Now, this was all light foreplay. He didn't mean anything suggestive, of course. Itachi wanted to fuck his little brother more than anything. He didn't care if he deserved it or not, goddamnit ! But why pass up the delight of letting the kid soak in his own guilt for a little bit ? He was top-naked, now, and his tank top was thrown off to the side somewhere. He smirked and scooped the other's lips against his own in a tender kiss, a snarl of sorts transferring through their locked mouths after his grope. Then, just as he was about to trail his kisses down further, his cellphone rang. Now, if he was some normal teenager, he wouldn't have given a rat's ass about incoming calls, but since he was a rather busy man, he was responsible for answering them. With a low grunt, he snatched the cellular device from the lamp counter and brought it to his cheek, muttering a low 'Itachi Uchiha speaking' into the phone. He sounded a bit husky, but he coughed to raise his voice an octave higher. When he recognized the shrill voice on the other end, his lips curled into a scowl. He was curling Sasuke's hair with his index finger under him, occasionally glancing down as if he really wanted to resume their little session. " You should've told me so a bit earlier, you bitch. " he growled, simultaneously stroking the other's cheek with the back of his middle digit. " I'm busy. I'll get to it later. Shut up, you whore. Don't fucking order me around- I don't fucking care what he has to say- ... Godfuckingdamnit ! " he yelled, throwing the disconnected phone over his shoulder. Women annoyed him to hell. With a dissatisfied grunt, he lifted his weight off of Sasuke and swung himself over the bed, bending over to the ground to pick up his discarded shirt. A report at midnight ?

Sasuke had just recently found out how much he meant to his brother. Before, the poor boy had assumed that the constant picking on and such was simply because Itachi really, truely disliked him. He was just a toy. Something useless, that he only kept around because he could have some fun with it. But now, as Itachi ground up so desperately against hip, Sasuke knew he had some control. His words were his control. He'd had them before, but now he actually -knew-. The boy let out a slight whimper as Itachi's nails dug into his side, his eyes flashing to his brother's with just as much desperateness. He could deal with the pain and all of it. Because he liked it. He wanted it more than anything. It was the affection that he had been denied of. It was the only affection that he ever knew and living without it was like breathing without oxygen. Everything physically went by so quickly. Itachi was so fluid in his movements, he made the act of sex seem like one lovely dream. The actions were also so commanding, and just yelled authority. Itachi was the one single figure of authority in Sasuke's life and the one thing that he could hold onto. He squirmed under his older brother's affections, letting out pleased purrs. Sasuke nodded his head quickly to agree. He did deserve it. After such a horrible day, including a good act gone wrong, he deserved it. "I've been a good boy... A very good boy." Honestly, he hadn't. Especially with letting that old man fuck him. The simple thought made him curl up inside. It had practically been forced. An obvious smile was on his face with the kiss, and Sasuke's overall posture and expression made it obvious that he was pleased. This all changed however when the cell phone rang. It wasn't even displeased. It was more concerned than anything. Itachi seemed stressed... The end of the phone call showed him just what was wrong. Not the situation, but Itachi was going to leave him. Sasuke sat up with a groan, feeling the burn mark on his leg brush against the covers. "Nii-san...?" He asked frowning as the other pulled on his tank top. "What's wrong?"

He needed sex, and he hated it when business called in the neediest of times. With a grunt, Itachi slipped into his tank top once more, turning to inform the naked Sasuke to dress in light clothing and sleep. His voice turned icy and stiff once again, and his words were not suggestions but harsh orders. What difference would it make in their current situation if he sat down to talk it through with his younger brother ? It was better for Sasuke to stay out of business affairs like this. Itachi swam through the darkness, eventually shuffling outside of the master bedroom. He clicked the door shut behind him, and waited a few minutes on the other side to hear if Sasuke was shifting in bed and getting prepared for bed as he suggested. After standing there for what seemed like an eternity, he moved himself away from his bedchambers and headed over to the kitchen, tugging open the fridge door in frustration. He needed a bottle of beer, so he took only one out accordingly, sparing himself the risk of suffering from a nasty hangover the following morning. A single can wouldn't affect him at all but to put him in a euphoric mood. He popped it open, sipping the foam from the brim before moving himself towards his study room. He would eventually need to finish the said report, so he decided to type it up while taking a few swigs of his drink to lighten the mood. If he was feeling extremely pissy or if the hour still happened to be young, he would call one of his secretaries over to fuck his anger away. There was a noticeable difference between sexually getting it on with Sasuke or a woman. Even though it seemed as if he used his brother for immoral purposes, that wasn't the reason. He didn't want to use him to vent out his anger. Even if he did, he added a bit of love into his actions. When humping women, he held no significant emotions for them at all. He booted them out of the door by the time they would finish, so to say. Itachi slunk into his office chair, slamming the beer can on his desk. The paperwork was neatly organized in their appropriate folders, and the older Uchiha picked a specific binder from the corner of his work square and sorted through its contents. With his free hand, he tipped the beer can against his lips, consuming a long trail of the alcohol. Even as he was skimming over the written sentences of the first draft of his report, all he could think of was fucking Sasuke on the desk. That was how the old man took him, right ? Why not re-enact the scene to overlap its horribleness ? A few days back, he fucked a woman on his desktop calendar, and the smudges of their sex was well shown on the boxed dates. The sex was unsatisfactory. He took a longer swig.

Sasuke heard the orders, but that didn't mean he had to listen to them. If he didn't, then he'd probably be punished, but at the moment he didn't care. When Itachi left Sasuke just lay there on the bed for a few moments, his arousal totally forgotten. All he was thinking about was Itachi. How his older brother could just... Leave him like that on a whim. He knew that Itachi definitely didn't want to. But the fact that he did... Well it definitely didn't help any of this. He was still hard. Itachi was probably still hard. Why hadn't they just fucked before Itachi went to go finish that report? It made a hell of a lot more sense. Itachi must have just been too pissed to see past that. He had gotten up when his older brother left and pulled on some short boxers and a black wife beater. Sasuke had settled back down on the bed, but just looked at the ceiling, thinking about it. Itachi... If he stayed was this the way it would be? He'd be stuck here in bed while Itachi went off god knew where. Sasuke would always be the one left behind. He would come second to Itachi's wants and needs. And that really pissed him off. Sasuke had a right to be angry, thrown to the side so easily. Logically he should have seen past it. But Itachi was appealing to him with emotion, so how could he not look at this emotionally? After a while of sitting there, the boy got up to go to the bathroom. He opened the door carefully, glancing out into the hall. He wondered if his older brother had heard him. But what did it matter? Itachi was probably too busy anyway. And Sasuke needed to get rid of his hard on. So he stepped towards the bathroom.

Normally, Itachi wouldn't have went into tipsy mode until three or four more beer cans, but it seemed as if this one was powerful enough to send him into a fit of hiccups. Now, the great Itachi might have been under too much stress for this to have happened, so he tried to press his annoying hacks of breath down by stopping the air circulation to his lungs. When that only made him dizzier, he placed a palm over his face and delicately breathed in and out. He was already drunk by the time he tried staggering out of his office to head to the restroom. There, he would wash his face to snap back into his senses. But upon shoving the door open, he found Sasuke, and a moment of awkwardness engulfed them both before he moved into the cramped enclosure and decided that he was totally in the mood to fuck him now because work was at the back of his delirious brain. " Sasuke, " he droned, leaning against the tiled walls for support. As if his hormones almost went out of control, his crotch noticeably erected in his undergarments without much effort. " Your nii-san needs your ass. Bend over. Now. " he snarled, suddenly flying into his sadistic mood again. What position was Sasuke in to deny his request, anyways ? Didn't he want to stay ? When his brother was too slow for his preference, he jerked the other's shoulders and pressed his entire body down over the lidded toilet, propping the other's ass up in the air for it to be available for him. " You want to be fucked, don't you, Sasuke ? " he asked teasingly, his drunkenness clearly revealing itself with the slur of said sentence. However, Itachi wasn't blind to the obvious fact that his darling otoutou needed some release with his own throbbing hard-on, too. He wasn't up for foreplay or teasing tonight. He needed a vicious and raw fuck. " How about you raise your ass for me, and maybe I'll consider fingering that tight slutty hole of yours in preparation. " he offered, knowing how well it would hurt for him to thrust his entire length in without much readying on the end of the taker. In one fluid motion, Itachi ripped the other's boxers off of his skinny legs, freshly slapping his right thigh as it was exposed. Even if Sasuke didn't want it, he'd rape him to get his relief. His puckered entrance really set him off, and Itachi was almost tempted to just plug his member in without much warning, but instead, he reached around the boy's body and skimmed his fingertips against his brother's lips, smirking, " Lather them up nice and wet. Lick however many fingers you want stuffed in your ass. " With his command said, he smacked his brother's ass one more time, keeping his free hand firm on his rear as if to hold him still.

Sasuke hadn't known his brother had been drinking, had he, he might have not dared get up and in any sight of his older brother. Itachi was rough and brutal when he was tipsy, Sasuke had learned this from experience. He'd gone far too many nights with a split lip or a smack to the face to not know that. When he realized that his brother was coming back, he perked up a little, but then also panicked. Itachi could be there to just go to the bathroom, or possibly to come back and see Sasuke. That could be good or bad. Itachi might be willing to help him. Maybe he changed his mind. Or maybe he was pissed with Sasuke for trying to get rid of the hard-on without his help. When he heard the other's voice, his dark blue eyes widened, and he nodded his head. He was just about to bend over too when Itachi grabbed him and shoved him into a bent position. Sasuke was far too hard to even think about protesting about this. And he'd been sitting in his room thinking about Itachi pounding his ass for a while before he'd gotten up to take care of his erection. The first thought that came to his mind was that this could be possible leverage. He wanted to stay. And he wanted to be fucked. He yearned for it. His whole body ached for it. The boy wouldn't protest, but he would point out the fact that his brother was drunk. "Nii-san... Have you... Had any alcohol?" He asked, with a slight frown, not phased much by the fact he'd been forced down like this. The hormones in his body had given him somewhat of a high as well. The boy obeyed quickly this time, raising his ass in the air and curving his back downwards to make himself look a little more sexy, and get into a more comfortable position. Sasuke had to think about this a little. He didn't want all the fingers shoved in his ass right away. But he opened his mouth and lathered two well with his saliva. "Nii-san..." Itachi would probably fuck his ass raw, lube or no lube. The other was drunk, and he usually got increasingly violent when he was drunk. "Nnhhh..." He wiggled his ass a little. "I want it Nii-san." That didn't stop Sasuke from wanting it, however.

" Just a little, otoutou- ... Just a little. " he smirked, the dribble of beer slicked across his lips proving otherwise. He did only have one can, but tonight, only a few swigs was needed to totally set him on edge. He was behaving and breathing like a rabid animal, now, his crimson-tinted eyes swirling with insanity and lust. Usually, when dosed with more than his usual tolerance of alcohol, he tended to be a bit abusive, but rather fortunately for Sasuke, he was more focused on having sex than pleasing the sadistic side of himself. Ah, yes. Sasuke was obeying his every request, and like a perfect and obedient cat, his back arched to boast that splendid s-line of his ... he knew the exact reason as to why he returned to this specific body and face more than often. It wasn't because he didn't have anyone else to fuck, but because Sasuke was just so damned irresistible when it came to sex appeal. The vice grip on his brother's ass tightened as he felt Sasuke's tongue lap two of his slender fingers, making them drip with his natural lube. " You're such a whore, Sasuke- ... two at once ? " he asked with a mocking sneer, pressing his slick fingertips to Sasuke's awaiting hole, waiting for the right moment to push it through. Without much mercy, he drilled them in, bending them at his first knuckle so that the rounded hooks would stroke his prostate even more efficiently. Itachi was experienced to know where Sasuke's sweet spot was located, now. He was able to find that distinct area without much effort, and with confident thrusts, he alternated the scissoring motions of his fingers, listening for a desperate and needy reaction from his pleasured younger brother. It wouldn't be long until he too would moan in unison with his adored otoutou ...

Sasuke expected this type of thing from his brother. It was not a strange thing to see a very successful businessman drinking his worries away every once in a while, and honestly Sasuke was used to it with Itachi. Whenever he did actually see his brother he was either angry or a raging drunk. Neither were pleasant circumstances. The boy glanced back to look at his brother, shivering at the view of his own ass displayed so easily. Itachi could have him any time he wanted. At least that was what Sasuke planned now. Had things been as they were before, he'd play hard to get. But he wanted to stay with Itachi and if the only way of doing that was offering himself up at every given chance, he would do it. Sasuke was surprised when he didn't receive a slap to the ass or some other random spot. Itachi was surprisingly calm, albeit quite horny. Sasuke wasn't quite sure how he could do with two fingers at once, but he planned to adjust. He was already quite horny from the time before, and he wiggled and whimpered when Itachi pressed those wet fingers against his entrance. He wanted to impale himself on them. "Nii-sannn..." It was a little whine, a plea for something he knew would be wonderful. Or at least thought. The boy jumped as the fingers were suddenly jammed into his ass. Oh what a feeling. How painful, but how incredibly sensual. Sasuke let out a groan and held onto the sides of the toilet in front of him, his eyes fluttering in lust and pure surprise. Itachi had him figured out. He could even find Sasuke's prostate without thinking! "A-Ahh..." It was a needy and almost pitiful sound. Fingers were nice, but by the tone in his voice it was obvious that they were not enough. Not by far. "Nii-san..." The boy tilted his head again to look at Itachi out of the corner of his eye. "F-Fuck me... Grind into me and make me... Ah! Make me complete. I can't live wi-Nnn... Without you Nii-san..."

Seeing his own little brother squirm and writhe underneath him for attention was just too much of a fantasy to consider reality. Would anybody else see this side of his darling otoutou ? Probably not. Sasuke was just as black-hearted as he was. In school, he was probably referred to as the boy nobody could have because he was just too superior for them. Sasuke wanted to be so much like him, but would Itachi ever submit to someone- anyone ? No. Sasuke failed to follow in his footsteps, but he decided to enjoy this while it would last. Though he did love putting down a stubborn Sasuke for everything he did, it was always nicer to put aside their differences and make passionate love to each other, right ? Sasuke was just too gorgeous to pass up. It was no wonder why he was so popular and at high demand in school. No one was worthy enough for him, so he might as well settle with his sex god of a little brother, he thought. And how right he had been ! Here he was, stamping Sasuke against the toilet, mercilessly thrusting his fingers into his abused ass, and he was loving it so much. He never recalled a time where sex was this pleasurable. Usually, it was more or less of a stress relieving method. With Sasuke, he actually felt the passion, heat, and love of it all. Hearing Sasuke's desperate pleas for him to provide the next biggest thing, he willingly dragged his slender fingers out and grinned, spreading his full ass apart to expose his tiny pucker to him. " Such a little slut, " he shook his head with a degrading chuckle, leaning his fit hips forward to rub the domed tip of his member against the awaiting hole. " But you're such a good little boy, too- ... Do you want to be with your nii-san that badly ? " he teased, making his mockery very obvious. And all the while, the tip of his throbbing dick was sliding against that fingered hole, occasionally nudging itself in to withdraw again. It was advantageous on Itachi's end because he knew how to control his hormones quite well- ... even in a drunk state, so he could go about sliding his member up and down his ass without penetrating. But where was the fun in that ? " Come on, Sasuke- ... show your nii-san how much of a good whore you are ... it's right there ... " he darkly murmured, running his fingertips along the boy's curved spine, " ... All you have to do is push back ... You do want me to love you hard, deep, and fast, ... right ? "

Sasuke was incredibly gorgeous. He was also an incredible jackass. Nobody would ever see him writhing other them. Ever. Unless they were Itachi. Even then, that person that Sasuke became really wasn't Sasuke. It was just a pent up store of all of his neediness for attention, and all the neglect he had faced over the years. It really wasn't his fault that he became a total slut at Itachi's simple whim. Perhaps somebody, like Sakura, might see him hovering over them, pounding into them. But never would they see him submitting. Sasuke didn't submit. He was all about keeping up his image. And that was one of the most important things to him. Which explained why Itachi pissed him off sometimes. Because Itachi drew out that impossible part of himself that wasn't for anybody else. But it was quite obvious that this side of Sasuke really did love the attention. Oh how nice those fingers felt in his ass, even if it was sore from what that old man had done. He groaned in pleasure, pressing his ass back on the hands. A loud whimper left his mouth when the fingers were pulled from it. The sound was completely pathetic and needy. Itachi must have realized Sasuke needed it by now. He was controlled by his hormones and crazed emotions. "Nnhh. Yes Nii-san.." The boy agreed. He was a slut, a complete slut for Itachi. A shiver traveled down his spine as Itachi spoke to him in such a teasing and taunting way. He was far beyond getting angry about it. "Yes Nii-san... I need- I need to be with you. You make me so... Nn. Complete." Sasuke's hormones were much different than Itachi's- he had little control over what went on with his body. Which might explain why the first time Itachi had touched him he'd gotten hard. "Mmnnn~!" He purred, pressing back lightly on Itachi's cock. He wouldn't do it completely until he got permission. And when Itachi finally muttered those dark words, Sasuke thrust himself back on Itachi, impaled on the other's hot, throbbing cock. "Oh Nii-sannn.."

Itachi could care less if his brother dominated other people just like he did to him. All that mattered was how the twerp acted around him. He expected total submission from Sasuke almost every time with their intimate moments. There was no way he would have him. He always saw his darling otoutou as some sort of a helpless and vulnerable puppy, lost and forced to build a fake and actually fragile carapace to protect his sensitivity. Itachi saw through Sasuke's weak exterior into his inner child, knowing that his little brother actually yearned for the love of his older sibling just like when their parents were still alive. Instead of their mother and father, Sasuke did chase him around more than often, tagging along at his heels or always gripping onto the hem of his shirt without his own sense of direction. Here was that adorable kid now, grown up in the form of some muscularly thin pre-teen with a handsome face to die for. And that voice- that purring deep voice ... it was irresistible. Sasuke may strongly deny it now, but the fact that he raised this beautiful body was undeniable and inevitable. And financial support didn't even start it. This ... This was rightfully his. Suddenly, the idea of keeping him on a collar wasn't so bad anymore. His property needed to be marked, and Sasuke didn't seem to be so against the idea, too. After all, he was the one who suggested it. Oh, how wonderful he'd look in a sleek black collar with his name imprinted in handwritten manuscript silver ... One hand firmly grasped one side of his otoutou's thigh, and the other came down to harshly smack his ass, reddening it rather quickly as his brother lustfully impaled himself upon his throbbing cock. Itachi hissed, his hips automatically jerking forward to get deeper within reach in the other's delicious ass and tight canal. He rolled his hips around, getting himself situated. " You're just going to be my little fuck toy for tonight, Sasuke- ... If you be a good boy and please your nii-san well enough, I'll let you cum. " he promised, unwrapping one of the sturdy bands from his low ponytail. Reaching forward, he wrapped the elastic strap around his brother's member, making sure it stopped any flow or circulation of blood or semen.

Sasuke probably would fuck somebody else at some point or another. Just to see what it felt like. And just to carry out his ways of falling into Itachi's shadow. He acted like his brother frequently, so of course he'd fuck somebody else up during the process. Itachi likely wouldn't mind, but if Sasuke's priorities changed from Itachi to another who was under Sasuke. . . Well then he had a feeling that Itachi would quickly put him in his place. And his older brother would not be hesitant about that either. But when Sasuke was around Itachi, Itachi was the most important thing in the world. Sure the few weeks before this Sasuke had been cold and defiant. And at times he'd still be like that. But Sasuke had found something that was incredibly... Healing? And fullfilled his deepest of needs and wants. It went beyond even lust and hormones. It went into neglectfulness of the past. Sasuke did have a sense of direction, but it was usually stripped away from him either subconsciously by himself or Itachi. Because deep down beyond all of his surface defiance, Sasuke knew that Itachi owned him completely. Sasuke had advised about the collar when he was drugged with his own fear of Itachi. He wouldn't wear a damn collar. What kind of fucking fashion statement was that? Not one that he wanted to project. Itachi had fucked him up enough, he'd marked up his property enough. "Oh-Ahhh...." He moaned, which transformed into a loud whimper as the other smacked his ass. It jiggled lightly under Itachi's hand, which made it look even more appealing. "Oh Nii-san..." He droned, his eyes fluttering as he turned his head slightly to side-glance back at his older brother. The boy moaned when he felt his brother buck forward. "Ahh... Yes Nii-san. I want to be your little fuck toy tonight... Tonight and whenever you like. Mmm..." He purred. He was not expecting the quick hair tie wrapped around his cock. That sensation made Sasuke groan in something along the likes of pain and need. The boy pulled forward, slipping up to the tip of the other's member before he slammed himself back down onto it. "Nii-sann.... I promise to be a good boy. I'll be a very good boy for you..." He pulled forward slightly, pressing his older brother's entire cock into him.

Indeed, Sasuke would look undoubtedly attractive in a collar. Of course, he wouldn't be so cruel as to send him out wearing such an embarrassing accessory, but when at home, he would have to make him wear it at all costs. The black neck wrap would prove to beautifully compliment Sasuke's raven-hair and pale complexion, so Itachi was half-anxious to see his adorable little brother wearing it sooner or later. He already looked appealing to the maximum, but that damned collar would indefinitely accent his style and make his hotness bound off of the charts. Itachi imagined how decently seductive his younger sibling would look in a personal collar, helplessly sprawled out before him like this ... it made his alcohol-clouded senses to go wild. Keeping a death grip on the other's firm hips, he pulled him down whenever he wanted to thrust deeper without much movement on his end, and every time his member felt the searing white heat of the other's body, he hissed in pleasure. Yes, a leash would also allow him to tug Sasuke's entire body on his cock whenever he wanted with a careless pull of the reins. But would the ID etchers believe that his dog's name was Sasuke ? " You sound so willing, Sasuke, " he teased, stopping all of his motions all at once. To halt his otoutou from pushing back on his precious member without permission, he kept his hips stable with his hands, reaching over with one to rummage through the contents of the medicine cabinets. Behind a couple of orange bottles, Itachi was able to pull out a very small vibrating love bullet. There was a switch that controlled the vibrations, and the connected wire was attached to a very thin bead that was barely three or four centimeters in diameter and width. " I ordered this just for you, otoutou- ... I was hoping that you'd be so happy to try it. " he solemnly nodded, pulling out his cock from the other's ass. He seated the younger boy on his rear and leaned Sasuke's back on his naked stomach, spreading his brother's legs apart with his free hand. As his tied member was exposed to him, he carefully ran his fingers along the side of it, smirking as he used his elbow to press back on his shoulder. " Looks a bit small for you to put in your ass, huh ? " he smirked, lubing it up with a bit of his saliva. " It'll be perfect for this little hole here, though ... " Itachi murmured, pressing the domed tip of the vibrator to the slit at the top of Sasuke's member. Slowly, he pushed it in, giving him no mercy to slide a few inches of the wire inside, too. " That'll keep you busy while I fuck you back here, " he demonically grinned, slowly twisting the dial of the contraption so that it buzzed ever so quietly as he forced his little brother on all fours again. " Now lift your ass up for me. " he murmured, slapping his thigh to trigger him to obey.

Well then, Sasuke wouldn't care much. He was just concerned about how he looked around other people. Not Itachi. Itachi had seen every side of him. The desperate and the needy. Why would he dare deny it to Itachi? Well, he would of course. It was in his nature. But deep down they both knew that it was something undeniable. Sasuke's insistence that it wasn't true only proved that he didn't like the fact, not that it wasn't true. "I-Mmmh..." Sasuke moaned as his brother pulled back on him, having Sasuke slam the other's cock inside of him. Nobody could fuck better than Itachi. Sasuke had made up his mind. Just when he thought that the other had bested his last time, Itachi surprised him. Things were always spicy. There was always something new to try. Even if potentially the idea was very, very harmful to Sasuke's health. When he was like this, drunk with lust, he'd probably say yes to just about anything. "I am willing Nii-san... I want you that much," he purred seductively, with sudden eagerness and happiness. When Itachi stopped the thrusting and kept Sasuke's hips completely still. The boy mewled needily as he squirmed on the toilet seat cover. What a bastard! He paused when he was spoken to, glancing back to see exactly what Itachi was talking about. The boy tilted his head, then let out a very displeased noise as Itachi pulled out. His ass instinctively gulped hungrily as the other's cock was withdrawn from his ass. He was willing! He wanted Itachi to fuck him already. And the horrid throbbing in his cock was not helping any of that. Of course what would happen next would make everything incredibly worse. Or better. It depended on how you looked at it. Sasuke watched once he was set down on his ass. He seemed content enough, until Itachi indicated on what he was planning. The boy's eyes widened and he made a move to possible get away from Itachi, but that was quickly abolished as Itachi pushed the thing in. "Nii-sannn..." It was an angry and pained sound. He wasn't used to that kind of a sensation, nor having something inserted in there. Sasuke sat there for a few moments, trying to get adjusted to the damn thing, and then Itachi had to turn it on. A yelp came from his throat, quick and unexpected. "Fuck... It-It's..." It was something he couldn't describe. He was shivering with both need and overexposure to all of these sensations. And being as such Itachi's words really didn't register with him. The boy mewled a few more times, then after a few long moments Sasuke pushed his hips up for Itachi.

Sasuke's pleasure was indeed his own. As his dick slowly buried itself in his beloved brother's full ass, his head rolled back, and a manly purr rumbled in his throat. He swore, then dug his fingernails into the tender flesh of his otoutou's waist, using the opportunity to pull the other's ass onto his abnormal length until the hilt was completely covered. His gritted his teeth and lowered his upper torso to hover over the suffering Sasuke, using his light kisses to relax the other's tense muscles. He hated the fact that he could not properly relish in the sadistic satisfaction of observing his brother's twisted facial expressions of pain as he made love to him. He was almost confident that it was love. He felt different when ramming his cock into Sasuke's ass, and however morally forbidden it was, he couldn't get enough of it. He had all the women and men he could ever want, but his desires lay on fucking Sasuke and only him. It was a horrible addiction, really. There was no one else but the Uchiha third generation to please him. " My sexy Sasuke ... " he whispered, scandalously licking the shell of the teenager's ear under him, " How would you be able to live without me ? ... " Really- the question was, how would he be able to survive without him ? Sex was one added bonus, but being without his inspiration would surely cause his downfall. Sasuke wasn't aware of it just yet, but Itachi Uchiha's only weakness was him. That was why Itachi found it absolutely hilarious and pathetic that his naiive otoutou would go through so much trouble to defeat his older sibling when he could easily work around the lines to get to his ultimate demise. Someday, Sasuke would understand, and Itachi would be ever so proud. But as of right now, he was in charge. That fateful day wouldn't come in a long while. " I'll make this memorable ... " he nearly threatened, thrusting once or twice before completely lifting Sasuke off on all of his limbs. With ass and crotch still connected, the older Uchiha rammed the younger against the bathroom wall, pressing him to it aggressively. One hand held the vibrator's remote, and the corresponding arm also held up one of Sasuke's legs, giving him better access to his abused ass. His pelvis moved much faster like this, and he was drilling into his poor brother now, using his free arm to wrap around the other's slim waist to pull him back once in a while. His teeth, on the other hand, were scraping against Sasuke's shoulder, mercilessly biting down on the skin. Itachi was literally giving his all. With force, Sasuke's body was probably moving up and down, and the older Uchiha accommodated the wall to let the other's member lean against it to evoke a rubbing sensation. To torture Sasuke even more, Itachi twirled the dial to the highest number, five, and listened to the contraption madly buzz, suffocated in the other's scent and the process of them exchanging body heat. But this wasn't enough. No, he needed and wanted something from Sasuke, and he was going to get it. He rummaged through his pockets, pulling out the same slick vibrator he took out from the drawer in the living room during the couch incident. He kept these objects in handy, of course. Smoothing the tip of it with the thumb of the hand that was wrapped around Sasuke, he positioned it right beside his moving cock, pushing it in without much mercy. It was harder to stretch such an impossibly tight ass, but when it was lodged inside, he kept it still by hammering it in with his crotch, and repositioned his arm around his brother once more. Then, the thrusting continued. Itachi moaned, groaned, and made all sorts of aroused noises as he pummeled his otoutou, and all the while, he kissed his brother's neck, growling, " You like that, Sasuke ? ... Your slutty ass likes all of this attention ... I'll make you bleed ... If you want to cum- ... scream. Cry. "

The poor boy groaned as his older brother's cock was completely buried in him. Itachi was not being merciful at all. Sasuke was just going to have to deal with it. Begging and such would get him nowhere with his older brother, unless that was what his older brother wanted. And from events that would happen soon, it would be obvious that Itachi did want it. The boy wiggled under the harsh treatment of the skin on his waist. Itachi's hands were so powerful. There would probably be bruises left. That was a bad thing only for Sasuke. Itachi didn't mind. In fact, he liked seeing his brother with marks of 'ownership' on him. He groaned and let his blue eyes flutter shut. Oh if only Sasuke knew what power he might have been able to acquire. He was still stuck as a teenager, with the same idealistic principles of one. But as he grew he'd realize just what power he had over Itachi, and probably use it against his older brother. "I wouldn't Nii-san..." Well of course he really could live without Itachi. In fact it would probably be a hell of a lot less mentally damaging if he did. But Itachi was the only person Sasuke truly trusted with things. He could tell Naruto or Sakura the superficial things, but Itachi was the one who knew what truly went on with him, within his mind. And especially his body. Itachi knew his body like the back of his hand. "Memorable, Nii-NNN..." He let out a discontent noise as his older brother moved him against the wall, pressing him to it. Sasuke could feel it then, and for a second it was almost as if he woke up from that lusty sleep. Itachi was hurting him, fucking him into the goddamn wall. And all Sasuke could do was be complacent. He was about to say something when the older turned up the dial on the vibrator, and the poor boy was left a moaning mess. His sounds were a combination of pleasure and pure fear of pain. This pleasure was very much bordering on pain. And in the position he was in, Sasuke couldn't see what Itachi had planned next. The boy paused in his panting and even breathing when he felt something else press up against his ass. He turned his head to look back, but by the time he did that it was too late. "Nii-sann!" He thrashed, which really didn't help the situation. His brother had the vibrator completely pressed into his ass now. There had never been a feeling of being stretched so much ever that Sasuke had experienced. "You-Ahh... It hurts Nii-san!" He groaned. It sounded like he truly believed that his brother might stop simply because of this claim. "Nooo..." That was a cracked noise, and the boy started squirming again against the rough thrusts of his older brother. A choked sob left his throat. It wasn't hard to cry. It was hard to do it in front of Itachi. So he bit it back and let out another groan, biting his bottom lip hard. He didn't want to cry.

" No ? " he teased, leaning forward to roughly bite his younger sibling's earlobe. He loved this so much, and he was sure that Sasuke was secretly feeling the same. Maybe, he got off on pain like Itachi, too- it might be a possibility that sadomasochism ran in their blood. " Didn't you want me, Sasuke ? Didn't you want your nii-san ? " he asked in a teasing purr, firmly gripping the tender flesh of his brother's waist as if to prompt the right answer from him. " Are you going back on your words ... ? " he growled, his voice sounding a lot more hostile now that he was a bit offended by how the other was showing such cowardliness to face his cruel treatment. He loved whimpering, but a Uchiha was more than what Sasuke was showing him. He pushed nudged the vibrator in deeper beside his throbbing member, fingering the switch behind it to turn it on, too. It buzzed, and Itachi sucked in his breath, feeling his own cock tremble with excitement. Repositioning himself comfortably against Sasuke, he moved into him a lot slower, making sure to hit the other's prostate efficiently and directly with the head of his full erection. " I'm disappointed ... " he mocked a frown, whispering against the other's ear, " I thought that you liked it the way I did- ... Your ass is too soft to handle it, huh ? "

Sasuke had not thought there might be a double penetration. That damn thing inside his cock was enough pain to last a lifetime, but it was also pleasurable. He felt so damn full though. His brother's cock, the vibrator in his cock, and the vibrator inside him. The poor boy felt like he might explode. But Itachi's assumption was correct. Sadomasochism did run in their family, because despite the pain, Sasuke was experiencing a high and pleasure that was undeniable. It was a pleasure beyond pleasure. It was psychological pleasure. For some reason he got off on having his older brother violate him and take him in unconventional ways. For some reason he liked it when he was treated as nothing more than some toy, but then again he also liked the few moments when Itachi was sweet. They all balanced out. "I-I do want you Nii-san..." The boy groaned, his eyes fluttering as he bit the back of his bottom lip. "You just... Ahhh. It's too much!" He seemed to truly believe this too. It was hard to hide it anymore. But as to whether or not if it was too much pleasure or pain, he didn't say. "F-Fuck... Nii-san~!" He moaned in pleasure, like the slut he was. The boy couldn't deny it when Itachi hit effectively against his prostate like that. "No Nii-sann... Keep-Ahhh. Keep abusing me..." Sasuke pressed back, that familiar drug like high returning with the buzz of the vibrator. "Keep fucking me 'til I can hardly stand it. I need it..."

Too much ? Oh, he loved screwing with Sasuke's mind. Messing with women was one uninteresting hobby, but taking up the challenge of puzzling his own little brother was totally amusing. Secretly smiling against the back of the other's neck, he rode through the maddening buzzing of the two vibrators lodged in Sasuke's body, hoisting his torso to support him. " Then maybe I should just keep you on edge for the entire night until you beg at my feet for your release. " he evilly grinned, liking his own idea of cruel abuse. He rammed into him at blinding speed now, holding onto his brother's waist for support as he rapidly slid in and out of Sasuke's abused hole, sparing no time to grant the other's wish. Then, he came just as fast, nearly moaning his brother's name as he did. As his slippery secretions lubricated the penetration a bit more, he was able to fit in a few more thrusts before slowly pulling out of his brother, leaving the vibrator in. " Get on your knees, " he ordered, stuffing the sex toy to its hilt to keep it there. " Now, if you suck me off well, I'll let you cum, but if you don't clean it up all nicely ... you'll be staying like that. For the whole night. " he threatened.

Itachi did have quite a bit of experience with playing mind games. In fact, he was practically the master of them. Sasuke had been able to deal with them for a time, push them away or ignore them completely. Sometimes he'd even play along. But when it started moving onto games of the body... Well his teenage hormones just couldn't handle that. They jumped at the chance to be touched, even if it was in a way that was 'unnatural.' The torture of the mind accompanied by torture of the body was too much for the boy. He quickly fell into the games that his brother played with countless other people. "Oh Nii-sann..." He groaned, shaking his head quickly. "No... Please." That last word was a pathetic plea. He could feel his hole tightening around Itachi, giving some last attempt at self protection. He wasn't begging for his brother to stop, and his body wasn't doing that either. The boy was begging for his brother to -continue.= He wanted to play the game now. Sasuke wanted to be the main puppet in Itachi's little demented plays. It was such a lovely feeling too, having Itachi cum inside of him. The boy didn't wait long to get on his knees like his brother asked. Sasuke grabbed the other's cock softly between his fingers, rubbing the base as he licked the remaining cum off of the tip. "Mm... I'll do a good job Nii-san..." He took more of the other's cock into his mouth, sucking harshly on the tip before he wrapped his tongue around the head, purring.

When Sasuke willingly did as he was told, Itachi's lips curled into a cat-like smile, and a pleased expression washed over his face. He'd be able to enjoy this for a bit more, he guessed. Wrapping his lanky fingers around a bunch of the other's hair, he pulled the smaller head roughly towards his member, forcing him to swallow it about halfway. He rolled his head back and released a moan through pursed lips in pleasure, sighing contently. Then, his crimson eyes flickered open again, and he glanced down at his brother's desperate efforts to please him, a hand moving down to tip his sibling's chin upwards to face him. He was such a mess. With ass and lips covered in cum, Sasuke really did look destroyed and helpless. With his thumb, he wiped the musky substance from the corner of his mouth, grinning evilly at the fate of his inferior sibling kneeling before him, " You like being the center of attention, don't you ? ... " He slapped his face to the side, expecting Sasuke to get up without much trouble. After all, he was used to such physical abuse. " If either of the toys slip out, your head's going in the toilet. So make sure you bounce on that dick nicely so it's all stuffed in your ass. " he teasingly murmured.

Sasuke knew that his brother liked it when he was completely willing. His brother also liked a little talking back. So he was a perfect balance of the two. Despite the fact Sasuke was desperate right now, he could tell just what type of mood Itachi was in, and what type of a play thing he wanted Sasuke to be. Right now, Itachi wanted that willing boy. So, Sasuke was going to be that willing boy. He was a bit surprised, however, that his brother got hard again so quickly. Well... This was Itachi they were talking about, and this was also Sasuke. Itachi couldn't resist his younger brother. Sasuke's eyes fluttered lightly as his older brother wiped the cum from the corner of his lips. The boy was about to answer the question before he was hit square on the cheek. A small whimper left his lips, and he sat back to press the dildo in a little deeper before he stood up quickly. Part of him wondered why his brother did this. He wondered why exactly it mattered it the toys slipped out of him or not. But it probably figured out in Itachi's head perfectly. " Y-Yes Sir... " He wasn't even sure why he murmured that. It was a tone he took when Itachi got really angry with him, which was probably what he was a little afraid of at the moment. He was wondering if Itachi was going to sit down, or how exactly he was meant to bounce on the other's cock.

It was more of a warning or a precaution for later events. The fingers that stayed intertwined in the other's hair grasped tighter, then in one abrupt motion, he jerked Sasuke's head away from his dripping member, smirking. It was evident that his high from the one can of beer was working its magic now, because he seemed as abusive as always. He released his sibling's head, or more like cast it powerfully to the side, then moved onto his knees, moving Sasuke's body so that he was on all fours in front of him. " You barely have enough strength to make yourself stand. And who am I to go against my otoutou's earlier request to fuck the living shit out of him ? " he teased, spreading the other's legs mercilessly to draw out the vibrator that was plugged between those delicious thighs. Slowly, he popped out the other toy and unwrapped the rubber band from Sasuke's strained erection, allowing him time to work to his climax. Itachi crooned, rubbing the tip of his cock against his little brother's ass, not quite ready to shove it in just yet. Instead, he pushed in two fingers, making sure it was properly lubricated, and just to ease himself up against his prostate once or twice. " You're such a little whore, Sasuke, " he narrowed his eyes, moving in a third digit to stretch him out after everything he'd gone through. He moved his stuck fingers in a slow rhythm, most likely allowing his little brother to accustom to the movements for a while. " You want more ? " Itachi evilly asked, looming over Sasuke's form to plant a kiss on top of his head, " What does my otoutou want ? ... Tell me ... " He carefully withdrew his fingers.

Sasuke let out a displeased mewl as Itachi tossed his head to the side, expecting his younger brother to move. The poor boy was so exhausted that he wasn't sure exactly what his brother wanted. Really, somewhere back in his subconscious, Sasuke was thinking about what stamina Itachi had. How amazing it was that his brother could get up so quickly in so many successive times, one after the other. There was still that lustful cloud around him, telling him that he needed to relieve himself of this erection that he'd had for a good long while. That was forgotten when the toy was pulled out of his ass. "Nnhhh..." He couldn't help but groan. Sasuke had grown quickly to the sensation of having something in his ass, and when it was stolen away from him so quickly he felt empty. The removal of the other toy however had him bucking needily. The question that Itachi proposed was not a good one to ask. Sasuke wasn't sure if he could last through anything much more than a good jacking off. But unconciously his ass pressed back against Itachi's cock. Any doubts about being fucked were thrown out the window and smashed on cement when Itachi's fingers brushed against his prostate. The boy was panting. It was clear he was tired, but still he chose to push through this. Mainly because he knew that if he didn't, Itachi would either ignore him, or beat him. "Nii-san..." This was a pathetic attempt at telling his brother he was tired. "I want to cum..." He turned his head to look back and up at his brother. "Please..."

This time, abiding to his darling otoutou's pleading wishes, he slowly inched his cock into the other's awaiting hole, grunting as his consciousness was being devoured whole, too. He gripped Sasuke's hips to keep him still, then when his length was completely buried to the hilt, he slowly started pumping himself in and out. His movements were deliberately slow but powerful. He had enough strength to make Sasuke turn inside out, but for some reason, he wanted to experiment with passion. By moving in and out and hitting the other's prostate effectively with each thrust, he could very well bring about an orgasm the same way he would pummel into him at lightning speed. The sensation was different. Itachi leaned over Sasuke and softly nipped at his shoulder, licking along his amazing shoulder blades, too. One hand was stamped on the ground to support his weight, and his other was trailing along Sasuke's lean side. He moved at a slow pace, then would occasionally speed up whenever he felt his own orgasm nearing. He panted over Sasuke's shoulder, then moved his fingertips over his brother's pierced nub, fiddling with it carelessly. The hand that was planted on the ground clasped over Sasuke's. After about a minute or so of constant thrusting, Itachi rolled his head back and boyishly groaned. He quickened his speed and ended up releasing his seed deeper than he had aimed for. Relaxing for a slight second and feeling his brother's walls tighten around him, he sucked his bottom lip, drawing in the last ounce of his lust to nothingness. Swallowing, he stroked the back of his sibling's hand and kissed Sasuke's ear. " You know I love you, Sasuke, " he confessed, letting those words settle into his brother's head. Not bothering to collect their clothes, he pulled out and held his otoutou up against his chest in bridal style. He craned his neck and pressed a gentle kiss to the other's lips, moving out of the bathroom with a slight stagger. When they reached their bedroom, he laid his spent sibling on the comfortable sheets, then draped an extra sheet over him, barely smiling through the dark.

Sasuke hadn't exactly wanted to be fucked. He just wanted to cum. But if this was the only way that Itachi really wanted to give it to him, then he'd allow his brother to do it. Realistically, there was no way that he could stop his brother. At least not now. Even if he was at his strongest, he probably wouldn't be able to hardly push Itachi away. Physically he couldn't, and mentally was another thing. The thought of pushing his brother away had been annihilated. Itachi had been that one person that he'd forced out of his life, but now he realized that Itachi was also the person he needed the most. The younger Uchiha was rather surprised however when Itachi didn't just fuck the living hell out of him. He was going at a nice pace, really making Sasuke feel every thrust against his prostate. "Nn... Nii-sannn..." A melodious moan escaped his plush lips. The lovely licks at his shoulder only added to this. It was like Itachi was actually trying to make love to him. Sasuke's fingers shifted slightly, so he could better feel Itachi's over them. "Mmnn...~!" The boy purred as he felt Itachi cum inside of him. It was always such a lovely sensation, and it lingered. Just a few seconds after Itachi had released his own seed, Sasuke spilled himself, his own seed dripping onto the floor. "Yes Itachi..." Sasuke murmured back after a few moments of the words boiling over in his head. "I love you too..." The boy was extremely happy to see that his brother's mood had changed. It had gone from that sadist to someone so completely affectionate. The fact that his brother picked him up and carried him into the bedroom was even more of a plus. Poor Sasuke probably wouldn't have been able to do that if he tried. When laid down on the bed, Sasuke's arms instinctively reached out for his brother. "Thank you..." He murmured, shifting slightly. "I mean thank you... For all of this..."

Itachi's naturally dark eyes narrowed as his brother affectionately responded with his own 'I love you'. He felt his heart clench, but it loosened rather swiftly when he reminded himself that he couldn't get too emotionally attached. Sasuke didn't know, but he knew that their relationship as lovers wouldn't last very long, especially with everything Itachi had been so crazy with hiding from his younger sibling. Sasuke was unexposed to it all while Itachi was suffering in the background, taking all of the hits for his beloved brother in hopes that he wouldn't ever have to face the harsh truth. With dimmed eyes, he gazed at Sasuke's extended arms, then gingerly grasped the other's right hand with his own, gently squeezing it. " Sleep, Sasuke. " he strictly, but soothingly ordered, leaning in ever so slightly to plant a kiss on his forehead. He withdrew, then completely turned off the low lamp that was on the counter next to the bed. He didn't mind the 'thank you' very much, but he secretly kept it in his heart, knowing that going through such hardships would prove to be a worthwhile thing if he could protect Sasuke from everything in return. He collected his discarded boxers from the foot of his bed, then tugged those on, retying his hair. Now that he put his sibling to bed and released most of his stress, he was now able to finish his work back at his office. " Nii-san has to finish his work, " he tiredly responded, stroking the other's hair once before he turned around to leave. He shut the door behind him, then sighed, deciding to have another can of beer.

Sasuke was far too tired and out of it to see the expression that was produced on Itachi's face after he'd declared his love for his older brother. Had he seen it, a chord of worry would have been stricken in him. There were plenty of things that expression could mean. One) Itachi didn't love him as much as Sasuke loved Itachi. Two) Sasuke had done something terribly wrong to upset his older brother. Or Three) Itachi had been less than pleased with Sasuke's performance that night. One was highly unlikely, and three fell under the category of two, so the only possible thing that might go through Sasuke's head was that he had done something to upset Itachi. That was, he would only think that if he had seen the expression, and he hadn't. The boy was rather upset that his brother didn't eagerly move in to hug him. Instead he got the squeeze of his older brother's hand. Sasuke squeezed back and let out a little purr as Itachi kissed his forehead. Really, he didn't need to be asked to sleep, he was already exhausted. "Night Nii-san..." Sasuke mumbled, struggling for the words to force them out of his relaxed lips.He wanted to tell his older brother that he would see him in the morning, but the poor boy had already drifted off into a pleasant sleep. A pleasant sleep that would hopefully carry him all the way until morning the next day.

That morning, before the sun had the chance to rise, Itachi collected his paperwork and headed out. Before he did, though, he tucked the sheets around Sasuke and planted a chaste kiss to his forehead, receiving some motivation from admiring his sibling sleep soundly to get him through his day. To keep Sasuke company, he visited Naruto and dragged him out of his house to shove into their apartment. He threatened him to stay, then decided against his first contemplation to stick Sakura in there, too. That pink-haired bitch really got on his nerves sometimes. Most of the time, actually. Still feeling a bit uncomfortable with keeping Sasuke with his blond friend, he was unable to leave for a few minutes, then eventually left. Naruto, after being rudely kidnapped to see who he wasn't really ecstatic to meet, collapsed on the apartment's couch a few minutes after Itachi departed, then took a prolonged nap. The younger Uzumaki, however, wasn't able to stay unconscious for long, and at noon, he shivered, then moved into the master bedroom where he found Sasuke curled up in his sheets. It was actually snowing outside, and however amazing Sasuke's new home was, he spited the Uchihas for not investing in a heater. Or if they did have one, why not turn it on ? He found the nearest source of warmth- a fireplace, and turned it on, crouching in front of it with his palms held out in front of him. He turned his head over his shoulder slightly, then began to ponder why Sasuke had left without telling his best friends first. For a few days, he had assumed that he wouldn't be able to see his raven-haired friend again. Then Naruto remembered Itachi, and knew Sasuke's manipulative older brother might have had something to do with his absence. Abandoning the hearth, he crept over towards Sasuke and eventually slipped in to the sheets beside him, never guessing that he was naked. He was just in it for the heat, after all. With a content sigh, he closed his eyes and nuzzled closer to his friend.

Sasuke slept a long time. This was partially due to the fact that Sasuke had fucked him so roughly last night. It also probably had to do with him just being exhausted since he'd been taken from home. He was homesick, and as much as he hated to admit it he really did miss that blond idiot. But now he wasn't thinking about that. Now he was asleep. And he stayed that way for quite some time. He didn't even hear Itachi leave the apartment, nor return with Naruto. Had he, he might have kicked the blond out before anything could possibly happen. Anything like... Really the raven haired boy hadn't become that cold. Itachi had done a good job of tucking him into the covers. He'd also left a nice little kiss on Sasuke's forehead, but he'd been too dead asleep to realize or feel it. He didn't even know his brother was gone. In fact, when he woke up only a few moments later, he thought that Naruto was his older brother. All he could feel was somebody else pressed against him, and it was a correct assumption to think that it was Itachi. How could Naruto get to the apartment anyway. In fact, Naruto hadn't been that far from his mind, but he would have never guessed he was sleeping next to the other. "Nhh..." Sasuke shifted slightly, then turned over altogther. His eyes fluttered open, and he blinked once or twice, to get the liquid in them flowing. What he saw surprised him and terrified him. "... Naruto!?" He jumped up into a sitting position. It should be obvious that he was Naked now, because his bare thigh could be seen. "What are you doing here?! Oh my god!" He quickly pushed the blond away, grabbing up the sheets around himself. Abandoning the hearth, he crept over towards Sasuke and eventually slipped in to the sheets beside him, never guessing that he was naked. He was just in it for the heat, after all. With a content sigh, he closed his eyes and nuzzled closer to his friend.

Naruto really did feel warm for a few minutes before his second rude awakening. Sasuke proved to be a great source of warmth and comfort, and though he forbade himself to nuzzle closer, he wanted to, and probably just assumed that Sasuke had preferred not to sleep with his top on. When his raven-haired friend startled him in his sleep and eventually shoved him off of the bed, he clung to the sheets, ending up tugging half of it down with his body to the floor. " God, what's wrong with you ?! What was that for ?! " Naruto angrily muttered, rubbing the side of his head where it had joined with the carpeted ground with a painful thud. By the time he clawed his way back up to the mattress, he realized that Sasuke was naked, then willingly threw himself off of the bed once more, screaming like a violated and terrified girl. " What the hell ?! Gah, put some clothes on ! Oh, d'ah ! " he grunted, covering his eyes immaturely with his hands. He sped away from him, then ended up turning his head away completely from his friend, hyperventilating. " It's not like I wanted to be here, you know ! Your brother just kidnapped me ! " he explained, bending over and fumbling with Sasuke's littered clothes before throwing it over his shoulder at him. He crab-walked over to the hearth again, then glumly squatted down in front of it, muttering a string of swears.

Sasuke had also enjoyed Naruto's warmth for the small time that they had been laying next to each other. But he found it was short lived when he realized just who was cuddling up to him. In the back of his mind somewhere, he felt guilt for pushing Naruto off of the bed so quickly. He could have done things in a nicer way. But emotions had grabbed hold of him like some distinct hand, and Sasuke couldn't help himself. As Naruto dragged the sheets to the floor, Sasuke also had to move closer to the edge of the bed to make sure he could be fully covered by the retreating sheets. "Hey! You're the one who just decided to lay up all close to me! You should have thought of the consequences! This is my house! I can wear what I want when I want... God...." Sasuke growled, rolling his eyes at Naruto. Sasuke was about to get up and get some clothes on with the sheets around his waist, but the words that came from Naruto's mouth made him freeze where he was. "Itachi brough you here...?" He murmured with a very obvious frown. Within a few moments he had pulled the boxers on that Naruto threw at him. "Hey... I'm sorry Baka." Sasuke grumbled. "Why the hell did he bring you here?"

Naruto hadn't ridden with Itachi in his god-damned Convertible and accepted being dragged away from the comforts of his own apartment to deal with Sasuke's endless ranting. It wasn't his fault that he was stuck here in the middle of nowhere with him, so why was he making the situation as if he was the one guilty ? " What's wrong with that, huh ? " the blond grunted, jerking his head around so he could properly shoot Sasuke a death glare, " I didn't know you were naked ! " He wanted to say everything else that he had bottled up for so long to his supposed 'friend', but he decided against it and crossed his arms defiantly over his chest, wondering why he had obliged to Itachi's request. Oh. His favor had been more like a threat, huh ? He couldn't say no to those venomously glowering eyes. " How should I know, you jerk ? " he growled, picking himself up in front of the cozy fireplace with an obvious gurgle of frustration, " He just dropped me off and told me to keep you company. " He sniffled, then rubbed his hands up and down their opposite arms for warmth, turning around to fully face Sasuke now that he was somewhat clothed. " You know, you're just like Itachi, too. I don't know what he did with you, but you guys are exactly the same. " he spat, obviously hurt.

Sasuke would have let everything die down after that. Then maybe he could find the thermostat and make the apartment warmer, make some food for the both of them, or order some pizza if he could find some money. Maybe they would just leave it on Itachi's tab? Sasuke didn't know how this whole thing worked. Sasuke's eyes widened a little at the death glare. Really? Was that completely necessary? He'd just woken up in bed naked with his best friend! How could that not be awkward?! How could Naruto expect him to just take it all in stride? Well, the blond wasn't called an idiot for nothing. "Hey!" Sasuke growled, it rumbled in the back of his throat. "I don't know why you're being so-" But the raven haired boy cut himself off when he heard Naruto's reply. He was just like Itachi? No, no he was not! Within a second Sasuke was off of the bed and had grabbed the collar of Naruto's shirt. "Don't you -dare- say that I'm just like him! I'm not a bit like him, Naruto!" It was a loud hiss, he was obviously serious. "Don't you -EVER- fucking tell me that I'm like him! You don't even know what he's like!" That last comment had been said in a negative way. It was obvious that Sasuke was alluding to something that Naruto was not yet educated of. The boy sighed then let go of Naruto, plopping back down on the end of the bed.

Naruto really hadn't expected for Sasuke to lash out at him like he did. He wasn't expecting for the younger Uchiha to be so offended. He thought that the two always battled and competed with each other for perfection ? When his collar was seized, he gulped, then closed his hands over Sasuke's, blinking like a deer in headlights as he squirmed free of the other's death hold. Huffing, he observed in bewilderment as Sasuke plopped back onto his bed, letting the boy's rant sink into his head slowly. He didn't know that his friend was so upset about being compared to Itachi. Maybe when he accused him of being like Itachi's clone, he had meant it in a degrading way, but now, he regretted it. It obviously hurt Sasuke emotionally for him to hear that, and Naruto found himself harshly biting down on his lower lip, summoning courage to speak to him again. " Hey ... I didn't mean it ... You're not like Itachi ... " he murmured, taking a hesitant seat next to him. He placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder, then whispered, " ... What's he like ? " Maybe it was a stupid question to ask in such a situation, but if Sasuke ranted about him enough, he'd feel better. Naruto wanted to be a shoulder for Sasuke to lean on. Sasuke was never the type to cry or show a state of emotional weakness in front of him, so the blond wasn't really getting his hopes up.

Itachi had picked the worst time to bring Naruto over. It really was the worst time. Especially after last night... The way that Itachi left in the morning. Sasuke understood it, but he couldn't help feeling used. That, and stupid Naruto was always so compassionate. He was just a bleeding heart. This didn't help Sasuke at all, Sasuke who always wanted to keep his emotions inside. He never wanted anybody to see them. Only Itachi had seen them, and it had been so incredibly terrifying to let another part of Sasuke come out in front of even his older brother. One of Sasuke's biggest fears was to be manipulated, and Itachi did just that to him, almost every second of every day. Sasuke didn't speak for a while, but he didn't push Naruto away either. In fact he leaned in a little closer to his friend, but just so it was barely noticeable. "I don't even know why he took me away..." That was a lie, Sasuke did know. Or he thought he knew. He thought that Itachi was being selfish, and he wanted Sasuke all for himself. But then why would he bring Naruto over to give Sasuke company. "He... He just..." Sasuke didn't know what to say, or what he was going to allow himself to say. "I don't know. He's controlling."

In such emotional and awkward moments, Naruto couldn't do anything. Sure, he tried a million times to reassure Sakura when she was down-in-the-dumps, but he utterly failed each time and ended up making her sob even harder. Sometimes, when he would rarely succeed, he ended up causing her to laugh or smile everytime he did something ridiculously stupid, but Sasuke never showed such signs of happiness unless he sincerely felt it. He didn't know how to cheer him up. So Naruto merely kept his hand on his shoulder and comfortingly pat it, pursing his lips together in hesitance as he parted them to speak, " If it was like that, you should have talked to me ! I would have kicked his ass for you ! " Honestly, Naruto was frightened of the older Uchiha, too. There was something undeniably terrifying about him that kept him quiet like he had been on the awkward car ride here. Knowing that his method to crack a smile on the other's face had turned rotten, he wrapped his arms around Sasuke's torso and enveloped him in a light embrace. He stroked the back of his raven-haired friend's head and made the hug a bit tighter, sighing. " You're stupid, you know that ? Hiding it from me won't do anything for you, baka. " he huffed, not minding the fact that he was hugging someone who was half-naked.

Sasuke actually found it kind of cute how Naruto constantly tried to cheer people up. Naruto was the kind of person that couldn't stand to know if you were upset or mad, especially upset or mad at him. He'd spend hours begging for you to tell him what was wrong, and if it went past that he would get angry and try and beat it out of you. Sasuke knew this from experience. He always brushed Naruto off on these wild attempts to cheer him up. Although Naruto was strong, he wasn't going to deny that. He was strong both mentally and physically. Sasuke was fit, but he was rather skinny. Naruto was just muscular enough not to look scrawny. "Mmph." Sasuke replied quietly to the supposed joke. They both knew that no matter how much strength Naruto had, he couldn't fight with Itachi. Itachi could just take Sasuke away again, or beat the crap out of Naruto. Itachi could even make Naruto disappear forever if he really wanted to. Normally the younger Uchiha would easily reject such affection or sympathy that was thrown at him, but due to the prior nights activities he was in no mood to push somebody away. Itachi had fucked him and just left. He was feeling rejected, and any amount of affection might help cure the anger and insufficient he felt inside. So instead of pulling away from the touch, he actually leaned into it. Part of him was screaming to get away, because it felt an extreme loyalty to Itachi, but another part told him that Itachi had left Naruto here anyway. Itachi should have known that Sasuke would be tempted, especially after being pushed away the night before. He hadn't gotten any affection after that fucking except a kiss on the forehead. "Nnh... Naruto..." Sasuke scooted a little closer, wrapping his arms around the blond's neck. "Do you like me?" He asked quietly, leaning in to brush his lips over Naruto's neck. It almost seemed like an accident.

It felt everything had been going normally up until Sasuke had a change of heart. And there was Naruto, assuming that nothing would ever go incorrectly in their unbreakable world, until his friend pulled a loose thread and unraveled the whole piece. The other's unexpected proposal and his rushed actions almost caused his one-dimensional mind to explode. Had this been why Itachi had sent him here ? Just so he could deal with a slightly insane Sasuke while the older Uchiha could relax and not have to worry about his mentally wronged brother ? Naruto blushed madly as his neck was embraced, and as soon as the other's lips locked on to his sensitive neck, he flew into panic mode, but froze on the spot. It took a while for him to reactive himself, but when he did, his arms had involuntarily wrapped around Sasuke tighter, and his hands were already roaming on their own. Up and down. " Nnghh ... what the hell, Sasuke ? " he snapped, pulling away to gaze into the other's zoned out eyes. He really wished he could say he wasn't interested and never would be, but he couldn't bring himself to do just that. Sasuke was a god. He appealed to both women and men, and Naruto, unfortunately, wasn't an exception to being sucked into the other's Uchiha charm. He knew he shouldn't have, but he was kissing him now, running his hands feverishly along the other's thighs. His kisses were sloppy because he hadn't bothered to give anyone else one, but his effort shone through. He pulled away to take a breath, but now, he was lowering the raven-haired boy onto his back, not quite understanding what his body wanted, really. " Y-Yeah ... I-I like you ... " he shyly stuttered.

Sasuke hadn't meant for this to happen. He'd never meant to hit on his friend, nor imply they could be any more than friends. Because really, with Itachi around, they couldn't. His older brother was far too possessive and far too jealous to even let Sasuke associate with Naruto half the time. But part of him had always loved the blond. It was confusing now, but it hadn't been confusing before. It was confusing now because Sasuke could easily tell the difference between different types of loves. But Itachi had fucked him up in that aspect. Now brotherly love was also sexual love. So what was friendship then? His subconscious was struggling with what to do or how to react, so it went back to the main thing it knew how to do, which was to go off of instinct and emotion without much thought. So he did just that. He leaned into the lovely, yet inexperienced touch of Naruto, and urged the other boy on with his own movements. He gave the other encouraging little gestures with his fingers at the back of Naruto's neck. All the while Sasuke gave this interested movement while Naruto kissed him, even though Naruto wasn't the most experienced kisser. He didn't mind though, because Sasuke had just started this a week or two ago as well. Itachi had taught him quickly though, he had seen fit to do that. Because Itachi needed a partner who could be at least half as great as him at everything. "Mmmnn... You do Naruto?" Sasuke didn't waste time in eliminating his only item of clothing, which were his boxers. It was obvious that he was turned on from the situation. "Nnh... How much Naruto? How badly have you wanted me?"

He would have understood everything if Sasuke claimed that his moment of bursting affection for him had been nothing else but a one-time thing. He wasn't too confident about his shaky feelings either, so he couldn't promise any set emotions towards the other boy at the spot. However, he cared for Sasuke as a best friend ... and that's what made the hanging offer so tempting and fruitful at the same time. He couldn't decide whether to violate him or not, but when Sasuke so seductively offered him that chance, he took it immediately and got down on him almost possessively. " Sasuke ... you high on something ? " he inquired worriedly at first, but when the raven-haired boy so directly threw away his boxers and made his crotch and ass fully exposed to him, he blushed madly and had to look away immaturely. This felt so wrong ... " Y-Y-You okay with this ... ? " Naruto asked, glancing at the naked boy out of the corner of his eye. Who else would receive the chance to see Sasuke Uchiha stripped down and lying so willingly on their bed ? He always assumed his friend was more of a dominant type of person, but he guessed his body tone sort of seemed more suitable to be ... what the hell was he thinking ? Even though he was harshly denying taking the initiative, he was kissing the other's chest while feeling total guilt, and just as he was about to spread the other's legs, he glanced down and noticed the branded initials. " H-Hey ... when'd you get a tattoo ? " he muttered, poking at the burnt letters on the other's skin in a husky voice.

Sasuke couldn't say that he loved Naruto. As a friend he did, sure, but relationship-wise... Well he didn't even know why he had that on the mind. In fact, it wasn't even on his mind. His relationship was with Itachi, if that could even be called a relationship. The proper term for it would probably be ownership. A relationship would be equally endorsed and loved by both sides. Itachi had practically forced him into it, and though Sasuke liked it at times, overall he did -not- endorse it. What he wanted now was just sex. He wanted to forget all of his problems and the anger and abandonment he felt, and he wanted Naruto to just fuck him. He should have seen the problem in this statement. There was no possible way that he could get away with having the blond just take advantage of him without having to hear Naruto's inner moral struggle voiced out loud. It was quite irritating actually. And it was bringing Sasuke's underlying thoughts and morals up to the surface once more. Really, what -was- he doing? Why the FUCK did Naruto have to walk the fucking RIGHT path all the time!? "Nnh... Yes... Just shut up." He growled just as huskily at the question. Of course he was fine with it! He was the one who had initiated it in the first place! These words were quickly covered up with a loud groan however. He bit his bottom lip as he felt Naruto's finger come into contact with the letters that had still not completely healed yet. The skin there was still sensitive. "Nhhh..." Silently he looked up at Naruto, and it all came down right then. That question was what killed it. He couldn't lie. He couldn't use his friend like Itachi had used him. "I-... I didn't get a tattoo..." He murmured. "Itachi. Itachi did it. He..." Sasuke had never shown his discontent about anything to Naruto. But now it really didn't matter. He wanted to get out his anger and sadness somehow, and if the blond wouldn't fuck him, he'd just tell Naruto what happened. The boy drew his hands up to grab at Naruto and draw the other closer, but this embrace was not sexual. It was purely needy and afraid. "He punished me Naruto. He's a bad man... You should leave. Or else he might hurt you too." It was only after he said these words did he realize that if Naruto left he would be alone once more with Itachi.

Naruto knew that sticking to his morals would only prevail over lust and anything else sinful. He doubted Sasuke really wanted this, and it really didn't take a genius to realize that he was just emotionally needy, but was covering it up with his sexual desires. So when Sasuke proceeded to spill his discomforts to him, the blonde only listened intently and bent over the bed to fetch the other's boxers for him, his own temptation to fuck his best friend evaporating as quickly as it had come. For a minute, he couldn't believe his ears when Sasuke confessed to him that Itachi had been the one to brand him like this, then it all made sense. His raven-haired friend looked so miserable, terrified, and broken. Naruto was speechless for the remainder of the time, then cautiously, he embraced the other boy with as much love as he could muster and comfortingly nuzzled his lips against the other's shoulder, hoping that his consolation would be helpful. Now, he felt horrible. Ssauke was being treated like a caged bird with no free will of his own whatsoever. He was owned- branded. Naruto found himself hating the older Uchiha for torturing Sasuke like this ... it only made him grit his teeth and seethe in anger. " It's all right, Sasuke ... I'm here, 'kay ? " he murmured, rubbing the other's back in an awkward manner. That was until Itachi's voice spoke up from the open doorway of the room. He'd been eavesdropping, of course, and hadn't made his appearance until Sasuke broke out into a fit of confessions- right in front of him. The two teenagers were too rallied up in their own personal feelings for each other to notice Itachi leaning against the hinges of the door, his arms crossed over his shoulders and an expression of disappointment obvious on his face. " Bad man ? Is that all you could come up with, otoutou ? Why won't you tell him instead of the cold, hard truth ? That you've been a bad boy ? " he grinned, making his way over to yank the blonde off of him easily. Now that Sasuke was uncovered, he kept his eyes peeled for Naruto possibly lashing out at him, then tugged his brother up by his hair, harshly slapping his face to the side right afterwards. " You made it clear yourself that you were mine. " he deviously smirked, flicking his chin lightly in Naruto's direction, " Or were you only using him to sate your sexual desires ? "

It was that exact attitude that Sasuke admired so much. He knew that Naruto was strong, much stronger than he could ever be. He would always be a prisoner to his brother, to the fact that he wasn't strong enough to defeat his brother, and now he was a prisoner physically as well. Yes, he'd come along willingly, but with everything psychological going on under the surface it was really questionable if he was in his right mind. It was something akin to Stockholm Syndrome. That, and years and years of being neglected and mentally abused. Sometimes even physically. So really, was Sasuke to blame for any of his actions? In Itachi's eyes, of course he was. He'd deserved it all along. It was surprising though, that he found so much consolation in telling Naruto. Not because of the reaction he got from Naruto, because that was undoubtably awkward, but because of the fact he was admitting it. Even after the few words from his best friend and the awkward rubbing of his back, Sasuke hadn't realized that there was somebody else in the room. He really should have, because he'd grown so used to Itachi's presence as of late. The second before Itachi spoke, when his brother took a breath, he knew that he was there. And the words that came out were completely humiliating. His head shot to the side, and for a second he moved to push Naruto off, but in just a few moments after the blond would be thrown off of him. Sasuke leaned up with a growl when Itachi so carelessly tossed Naruto to the side. There was nothing he could do about that however, because Itachi was on him like flies on shit. A yelp left his kiss bruised lips as Itachi slapped him, and he avoided looking at Naruto. To be thrown out into the spotlight like that in front of one of his closest friends was terrifying. Especially when it was something so taboo and frightening they were speaking of. "I was not... I am not..." He was at a loss for words. "You've brainwashed me!" He growled, raising an arm to harshly grab Itachi's that was holding onto him. "You hurt me..."

Naruto, as strong as Sasuke assumed him to be, was actually flung off like a thin sheet when Itachi seized him by the arm to unexpose the other boy. Honestly, the blonde hadn't expected for the older Uchiha to be so abusive, but when he properly felt the vice grip on his arm a few seconds ago and also connected it with Sasuke's horrified expression, it was obvious that his friend had been enduring tougher shit. A few times, he lashed out at Itachi, but the older man merely flung him away without much trouble, and returned to verbally ruining Sasuke with every profanity term available for degrading a person. " That's not fair ! He doesn't want this, you bastard ! " the blonde yelled, his back pressing against the headboard of the bed in slight aniticipation for what might be thrown at him if Itachi found his statement to be offensive. Itachi managed to twist his arm free of Sasuke's little hand and held him by the hair again, now ripping away the sheets entirely to uncover his nude body for show. He deviously smirked, then brought his head closer, tilting his own in a mock gesture. " Brainwashed ? That's not the right term, otoutou. It was completely willing on your end. Completely. " he assured, his free hand rummaging through the pocket of his pants to fish out a small audio recorder. It had probably been hidden in his clothes while they were getting it on, and everything from Sasuke's moans to begs were permanently captured in the device. He wagged it in front of his little brother, then clicked 'play'. The device whirred into gear, then their voices rolled by, and it was obvious that one was Sasuke and the other Itachi. He left the recorder playing for Naruto to absorb it all in, then he kissed Sasuke as he drew his chin forward, smirking. " Are you really going to disappoint your nii-san ? " he asked, carefully running his fingertips over his pierced nipple, then down to the burnt initials on his inner thighs, " You're mine ... "

Sasuke was completely horrified that Itachi was tossing Naruto away so effortlessly. Almost like he was a toy or something not completely human. It made Sasuke angry, really angry. This was his best friend that they were talking about here! The boy's eyes were wide when Naruto continued to fling himself at Itachi, until finally he stopped. Really, that was what Sasuke wanted. He wanted Naruto to stop. He wanted Naruto to stop and leave. That was what he had wanted from the very beginning. Did he not tell Naruto to get the hell out of there? There was some solace in the fact that Naruto knew now what he was going through, but still it was painful as well. He didn't want the blond to pity him. Sasuke let out a cry when Itachi pulled at his hair and tilted his head back. "Nhh..." He strained to look from his older brother to Naruto. That was completely unexpected. It took even more of his strength to shake his head, then growl at his brother. "You-!" He squirmed in his brother's hold, lashing his arms out at the older Uchiha. Naruto would never look at him the same way after this, it didn't matter how it went. Sasuke had thrown himself at Naruto, and now Naruto was hearing all of this... "It's not true Naruto! It's not! I'm not a slut! He... He..." But Sasuke couldn't speak anymore, he let out a whimper as the other rubbed his nipple, and then his inner thigh. "Nnhh..." There was nothing he could do now, Itachi was taking advantage of his fragile state and his hormone ridden body. And his best friend was sitting there watching.

The horrified blonde couldn't decide whether to attempt at protecting Sasuke from his brother, or sit back and observe in terror and disgust as Itachi proceeded to sexually harrass his brother in ways he wouldn't ever imagine the older Uchiha to do ! He wanted to shield his eyes, but he couldn't look away, and especially when Sasuke's unmistakenable strained voice and especially his words played from the audio recorder, he flushed and blinked rapidly. He didn't know who to believe anymore. The evidence was clear, and Sasuke whimpering and not refusing strongly against Itachi was only causing him to become suspicious. He didn't notice, however, that the crimson-eyed predator was now nearing him, and in one swift motion, he had the blonde's arms confiscated and tied to the bedpost with what seemed like his belt. For an accessory, it served as an excellent binding. Naruto struggled, but couldn't think of any swears to shout, because he was in such a state of shock to actually care. All he could do was sit and stare dumbly for now. Then, finally, he writhed against the headboard and thrust his upper body forward, growling, " Hey, you sick bastard- leave Sasuke alone ! " Itachi glared at him, of course, but looked unpersuaded as he loomed over his naked little brother again, his tongue slicking his upper lip in clear gloss. He leaned down and nibbled on the other's lower lip, traveling towards his neck to suckle on a particular area there, aiming to leave a love-bite of sorts for it to be there forever. He stopped in the middle, though, managing to create a red and irregular shape there before he stroked Sasuke's hair lovingly, then purred, " Sasuke ... don't listen to Naruto- and show me- show me how much you want to be with your nii-san ... " he grinned, pressing light kisses against the other's ear, " Make me proud ... and maybe ... I won't have to rape him. "

Sasuke wanted Naruto to just leave the room, or if he couldn't do that to just shut his stupid blond mouth. Because he knew that all Naruto would do was irritate Itachi, and that would make the entire situation at least twenty times worse. But Itachi didn't seem like he could anger easily now, he had everybody where he wanted them. The raven haired boy should have stopped Itachi when he went towards Naruto, but it all happened so quickly he couldn't even begin to think about it. Sasuke squirmed in Itachi's hold, letting out a snarl when he realized just what Itachi did. "You bastard! Let him off of there!" But his own shouting was interrupted with Naruto's. He wanted to cry. He really did. He wanted to break down and bawl, and beg his brother not to do this. Why was Itachi so intent on humiliating Sasuke? It just wasn't fair... This was his best friend and it seemed that Itachi was trying to ruin their relationship. It was a very Itachi-like thing to do. The boy watched helplessly, and then let Itachi overtake him, if only to distract his older brother from the blond. But it seemed that was what Itachi had planned anyway. A desperate and pained groan left his lips when he felt his older brother forming a hickey there. It had always been a sensitive spot, and now there was no exception to this. Itachi's words were fine at first, humiliating but Sasuke could stand them. It was the last sentence that really killed him. The boy's brain only went further into panic mode and he could feel adrenaline rushing through his body. He would not fight back however. He knew the only way that he could really win here was to give in. So he did just that, leaning up to press a rather passionate kiss to his brother's lips. "Mmn..." Within a second he had positioned himself in front of Itachi, rubbing his ass against the front of the other's pants in a grinding manner. His brother was already partially hard, so it wouldn't take much for him to get fully erect. With that done Sasuke got on his hands and knees, but instead lowered his head to the mattress and turned it back to look at Itachi as he moved his hands to put his quivering entrance on display for his older brother. "Nii-san... Nii-san fuck me please..." He murmured, teasing one of his own fingers at his hole. "I want you so bad Nii-san... I want to feel you pounding into me." Sasuke was sure to make these words audible, because that was just what Itachi wanted. He wanted Naruto to hear it, and he wanted Sasuke to be humiliated. And that was exactly what happened.

Itachi fed off of every negative emotion he felt radiating from around him. From Naruto's whining to Sasuke's arguing, he absorbed it all and acquired motivation to press further. There was nothing else that spurred him on better than fear. Thinking of yourself as a superior figure to others really boosted your confidence, and if you didn't flaunt it as much, they knew you were powerful enough not to act conceited at the same time. That was how Itachi became such an internationally famous businessman- he dominated others easily and worked his charisma to have everyone submit. He was just impossible to defeat, and his only weakness, Sasuke, was oblivious of the advantage he held over him. He obviously sensed how uncomfortable Naruto was getting with witnessing his best friend turn into some porn star- someone who he didn't recognize to be the unemotional, unexpressive, and usually the hard-to-get handsome dark-haired casanova he knew as his buddy. Itachi was clearly breaking his mind and bending it to his own will, the bastard. " You won't have to worry about him, otoutou- he's already ... gone. " he grinned, glancing over towards the huffing blonde who stayed willingly tied up to the bedpost, his legs involuntarily spreading to keep himself comfortable. " I mixed something into his drink on the way here. " he explained smoothly, seeming proud of himself for having been on precise time, too. He glanced down at his crotch where Sasuke was rubbing his ass against, then felt his erection stiffening as it received direct contact. He didn't let that faze his facial expression, though, and reminded himself to wait for his coming reward. He fingered him with his index, though, then shoved it in mercilessly to his third knuckle, letting the tip brush against his prostate skillfully as he fished out a Ziplock bag from his jacket, then withdrew his finger to take out its contents; a small dark bottle, and a needle-less syringe. " It's your turn, " Itachi mumbled, uncapping the thumb-sized capsule to suck the liquid out of it with the syringe. Then, he set the used items aside, and held the syringe in one hand, jerking Sasuke's head to fit in between Naruto's. Itachi climbed on the bed, then unlatched the dizzy blonde's belt and unzipped his pants, soon withdrawing his fully erect member for Sasuke to distract himself with. " Now keep yourself busy, Sasuke- ... because your mouth's occupied, I'll have to deposit this the other way. " he cooly murmured, moving himself behind the other's ass. He prepared the aphrodisiac drug, then held his brother's hips still with one hand, inserting the tip of the blunt syringe with the other. Carefully, as to not activate the drug too soon, he inserted the icy goo milimeter by milimeter, giving Sasuke enough time to give Naruto a full blowjob. " Suck on it, " he growled, squeezing the other's ass, " Let me hear him moan. "

Itachi was like the devil. It was the perfect comparison that anybody could make. Nobody or nothing was more like the devil than Itachi was. He ate the anger and sadness and uncertainty in people and it only made him grow bigger and stronger, then he would use it against anybody and everybody in his path. Sometimes he didn't even have to make it clear that he was powerful, his shadow did that for him. All he had to do was walk around a room and you knew, you knew that he was better than you, and could easily dominate you. Why the FUCK didn't Naruto realize that and just shut his damn door when Itachi came knocking? Of course Naruto also wasn't very experienced with his older brother, so Sasuke really couldn't blame him too much for it. Sasuke glanced back at Itachi with this first comment. What the hell did his brother mean by 'gone?' From the looks of it Naruto was still here, and he was still quite upset by the situation. But as the seconds flew past Naruto looked more and more agreeable, and he even seemed to spread his legs. "I-What?" Sasuke tried not to look too shocked. But really he was, and it showed when he felt his brother shoved his index finger inside of him. The boy became curious at the rustling of the bag, so he glanced back at his older brother. What he saw was something that made him incredibly suspicious, with good reason. Those dark eyes widened, but he didn't shake his head or show any kind of protest. It really would be best if he surrendered, especially to an aphrodisiac. It would make things a hell of a lot easier, despite the fact he might do something stupid and embarassing. Quietly Sasuke looked up to Naruto's face. The expression on it was unreadable. "Yes Nii-san..." He murmured, and wrapped a hand around Naruto's cock with a slight cringe. This was directed at Naruto though, as he tried to make it clear that he was sorry. The blond probably wanted it at this point however. "Nnhh~!" Sasuke groaned when he felt the liquid enter him. By then his hand was working skillfully at Naruto's erection, and he'd lowered his lips to the tip of his friends member. The boy's eyes fluttered as he felt the drug begin to take effect, and he worked harder to make Naruto cum, just as Itachi had ordered. "Nhhh... Nii-sannn..." Sasuke spread his legs a little wider.

Naruto was like a mindless sex toy now, completely willing to succumb to Itachi's sadistic wishes. His jaw was dumbly parted, and his gaze was buzzed out like his aimless thoughts. The alcohol was slowly devouring all of his common sense, and all that his attention focused on was the immense pleasure he felt when Sasuke crept forward to touch his twitching member. Naruto groaned and jerked his head to the side, his obvious facial expressions unable to disguise his satisfaction. Even though he was drugged to the point of numbness, he couldn't bear to stare down at Sasuke. Instead, he glued his crystalline blue eyes to where Itachi was standing directly behind the raven-haired boy, and winced as he felt another wave of pleasure engulf his insides. It was difficult to keep himself sane in this state. He was thrashing against his restraints, but when everything seemed futile, he sank back into the cushions provided for his back, and weakly jerked his hips forward into Sasuke's hands and mouth. " A-Ahh ... " was all he uttered, and whenever he felt his orgasm nearing, he hissed and allowed his eyes to flutter shut, waiting for the inevitable feeling to overcome him. Itachi slyly crawled onto the bed and situated himself comfortably behind Sasuke, dragging his zipper down and uncovering his erect member from the folds of his undergarments. He didn't bother to slide his pants off all the way, but let his cock stay out for air. Then, without warning his younger sibling, he jerked him back by the hips, then lifted him accurately to hover over the tip of his shaft, then slammed him down impatiently. He pressed his thighs forcefully and kept him there so that he'd be able to feel his entire length slipping in to his brother's warm and tight ass completely. Itachi kissed Sasuke's shoulder blades and snaked his arms around his torso to tease his nipples, tweaking the pierced one playfully by tugging on the ring carelessly. The older Uchiha suckled on a particular area on the side of the other's neck to create a light hickey, then nipped on it harder to break the tissues underneath his rosy flesh. " You're such a little whore, Sasuke ... You like having your ass filled, don't you ? ... Filled so deliciously with your nii-san's cock ... Why don't you take me deeper, otoutou ? " he purred, sliding his member in a bit more to try at burying it to the hilt. He parted Sasuke's legs for Naruto to see the full show, then ran his fingers possessively over his initials imprinted on the other's thighs. " ... Isn't he beautiful, Naruto ? ... So perfect ... flawless ... " he hissed deviously, running his fingers over his brother's weeping member. He glared at the struggling blond boy, then continued to tease him by toying with Sasuke's legs, nipples, and neck. Itachi wiped Naruto's pre-cum from Sasuke's lips, then nuzzled up to his back lovingly, rocking his hips forward to easily thrust in and out of his brother as he was sitting on his lap. " You'll never have him, " Itachi threatened, narrowing his evil eyes at Naruto. Itachi jerked Sasuke's head to the side to kiss him briefly, then grinned, " He's mine. " The 'SU' was noticeably showing on his shoulder, too, and so was the insanely venomous glint in his eyes.

Sasuke couldn't bear to see Naruto like that, even in this horrid state he himself was in. Naruto looked so... Drugged. He looked half there, like he didn't even know what was going on. It made Sasuke scream inside. When this was all done and over with he'd make it so the blond never got near his brother again. And vice versa. Even if it meant that Sasuke would have to sacrifice his time with Naruto... His best friend. Itachi was alienating him from everybody. The dark haired boy was sure to keep at his busy work of coercing Naruto into cumming. This way he would be obeying his brother, and then Naruto wouldn't... Naruto wouldn't be raped by Itachi. Sasuke wouldn't put it past his brother. Not at all. Maybe he wouldn't enjoy fucking the blond, but he'd enjoy the fact that poor Sasuke had to watch his friend be humiliated. This however was probably the worst punishment. How could things ever be the same between Sasuke and Naruto again after all of this? Would Naruto look at him as weak? Naruto didn't even know what he'd saved him from... The younger Uchiha might have taken a glance back to look at his brother, but he couldn't. He couldn't spare a moment to pull his head away from Naruto's cock. Really Sasuke needed to take care of this. The boy had expected a little more preparation maybe, or something. But as the seconds ticked past he felt was beginning to feel more and more like he needed it. He did need it. His ass was burning for Itachi's cock. He'd never had a yearning for something so much before. He needed Itachi's hard member to be pumping inside of him. Only then would everything be right. When Itachi finally entered him, Sasuke spared the moment to throw his head back. "Mmnn..." He moaned, nodding his head as an answer. "I-Ahh... I want your... I want you to cum inside of me..." It was hard to even tell if these words were his own. "Fill me up all the way Nii-san..." Sasuke's eyes fluttered, and he looked up at Naruto for some type of reaction. All he saw... Well he heard some things. Itachi... When the fingers were ran over the initials Sasuke let out a loud whimper, pausing in his sucking of Naruto. Sasuke moaned and squirmed against Itachi's harsh teasing. It was horrible... and all in front of Naruto. "Nii-san... Please." He wanted the humiliation to be over. Not the sex. He needed that. But the boy wasn't so far gone that he didn't know what was going on. "Nnnh..." Sasuke's dark eyes looked up at Naruto's almost pleadingly, begging him for forgiveness.

'Mom wasn't all that creative with names', Ginger thought while leaning her back against the trunk of some fallen timber. 'It could have been worse, I suppose. The woman could have named me something more absurd like Red or Scarlett. Ginger isn't that bad of a name. After all it's a spice, right? I think it is. Could be something else. I wonder if Earth had any flowers called that? Cinnamon might have been an interesting name. I could really go for cinnamon rolls.' This was just one of the few thoughts racing through the dark haired girl's mind while holding a hand over a large gash in her side. Nothing too deadly. Not if she could find a medi-pack and soon, but it wasn't looking that way. It was just as well. Not like she had many prospects waiting for her back at the colony. No husband, no children. She was a lone woman without any ties and only a fragile reason to hang on. This was just as well. Life in the colony hadn't been fun and games. It was a hard living and Ginger was getting tired of it. A lot of work with very little pay off except the knowledge that their research might preserve some hope for the continuation of mankind. That's all that mattered, right? Her father seemed to think so or he wouldn't have brought his young daughter here. Not that she was a kid anymore. No, Ginger Wallace was a twenty-seven year old woman with a substantial build. Not that she was huge, but this woman definitely held onto her old Scottish roots. And here she was whimpering over something her father would call a flesh wound. Peeling her hand back from the gash, she hissed in pain. It stung like hell and hurt like a bitch. The man was absolutely inhuman when he had been alive. She only hoped that he was annoying his Maker with all the things he used to tell her. 'Pick yourself up, girl. You're a Wallace! Show some spirit.' There wasn't much along a nurturing side to him. Not after his wife passed away. Smiling softly, she thought of him finally being with her mother. That was a happy thought. The two of them together. As harsh as her father could be... he always had a weakness for his dainty blonde wife. Not that Ginger remembered much about her mother. Just that sweet smile and hair like clouds. It always smelled like... smelled like... god, she couldn't remember. And as Ginger allowed these thoughts to play out, she felt hot tears spilling down her cheeks. "Show some spirit", she said through gritted teeth. Her parents deserved better then a whiny kid of a daughter. No, she needed to get up and get moving. It was the only way. Standing at last... she picked up her Remington and machete. Even if they were finally exploring other planets, humans remained remarkably low tech when it came to weapons. Not that people like her needed much more then this. The blade was used to cut through thick flora while she used the shotgun to scare off hostiles. Usually that did the trick. Not this time. They had gotten close enough to rip a hole into the woman's side and her Kevlar top. Great for stopping bullets, but not so terrific against claws. If only her father had shared that much information with the grunting Ginger. Wiping a hand through her dark red-brown hair, she sighed. Then again... her father didn't know much about these bastard sons of Earth tigers and elephants. Not that they were actually that. Just they were the closest she could think of to describe them. The beasts were huge, but hardly the most dangerous thing on the planet. While they could tear through a mining station in little time... they were dumb beasts and easy to predict. It was just a spot of bad luck that this particular critter had gotten the drop on her. The more dangerous creatures were the intelligent type. They thought out their attack plans and it was a real chore dealing with some of them. Half the time, Ginger tried her hardest to avoid packs of such beasties. After a while, she felt that the pain wasn't so bad. It was starting to dissipate just enough for her to tread the land a little longer. It would be hours before Ginger reached the next station, but damn if she was going to let herself die this far from home. "How's this for spirit, old man?" She snickered softly. Things would be great if she could just cut a clear path to the station, but things rarely went the way you want them to. She should have known that fate had something else in mind for her. Something along the lines of a small scouting party of those same beasties she spoke about. The smart ones that knew how to track and plan. Not much bigger then your small ponies, but still a pain. If only she knew the exact word for these devils. Xeno seemed to fit them fine. Then again... Xeno fit just about anything that was alien to humans.

This world was deadly. Infested with apex predators and covered with hostile enviroments, little else was needed to require the stamp of "uninhabitable planet". The colonists didn't need another top predator to make their lives more harsh then what it needs to be, but these people had little choice then to tolerate what was comming their way. The settlers might have the ambition to tame this world, and make it their own... But there was in all honesty only one master of this planet, and there could only be the toughest predator of them all who could rightfully make this planet his. As it is as of now, there where two outher wordly races on this hellish world. And predators rarely liked competition. He stalked her for two days. At first, he ha the ambition to study her and determine if she would be a worthy trophy. She did qualify for it, but he had strict conditions to meet before he hunted. The female was skilled, but, she was injured. Tradition dictated that he could not take someone else's kill, or have an unfair advantage. She was stumbling under the canopy, and decided he could not have his death on his...Conscience. Instead, he decided to observe her. She was interesting, that was enough to justify his actions. He had a good season as of yet, and there where no laws stating that he couldn't follow a potential trophy out of pure fascination... And a bit of admiration. Having seen the crude ballistic weaponry employed by most humans, he did not think of the humans to be less brave them his kind. He did not share the ideal that the weapons defined a Hunter. It is the ambition and skill of the Hunter that defines him. In this case, it is what definesher. She braved the hars nature, and fought the monsters that lived in it and came out victorious. He could only admire her bravery, facing such beasts when she was a member of the physically weak and generally cowardly 'oomans. His cloaking device hid him, and he continued to stalk her. He was convinced that if anything, she would give him a lasting memmory, a testiment to the bravery and skill of her kind. "Show..." His recorder snapped up a sentence that she uttered in her determination to endure her injury. "Show some spirit. Show. Some. Spirit.Show some spirit." It began as a pure copy that transformed soon into a macabre transformation of her words, now replacing her femenine tone with a gruesome tone of his own.

It was funny, but Ginger could have sworn she heard those exact words echoed on the wind. 'Show some spirit.' The rough voice of her father seemed to taunt her from above. Either that or she was starting to lose her mind. Blood loss could do that, but she didn't think enough had been depleted to cause such delusions. In fact, Ginger felt she had enough steam to trudge onward and make it to that service station or whatever. God, she could barely keep her thoughts together. Just a little longer and she could enjoy a cup of coffee while the doctor had a look at the ragged hole in her side. It wouldn't be the first time she came back like this nor would it be the last. She half wondered if Dr. Marlo would there today. He usually traveled between the different ports set up by the colonies since there were so few surgeons like himself. Hell, he was practically the only one. Or the only one she liked. He was kind of handsome in a sawbones way. 'Damn, I need to focus', she thought. 'Can't let myself become too distracted or...' There was a definite crunch of foliage to Ginger's left. Halting in her process, she allowed her brown eyes to drift slightly in search of the reason. So far, she saw nothing, but that didn't mean anything to her. Those critters were dangerous enough when one was healthy. Her bleeding had stopped an hour before. Still, she smelled of it and... there it was again! Gritting her teeth, she gently palmed her Remington while taking a step forward. One, two... something was following her. She could hear the dried leaves crunching under a greater weight. So close that she could also smell it. Warm fur and foul intentions. And then it started to move off to the side. Ginger didn't relax exactly, but she became visibly quieter as she started walking again. 'Never trust a beast', she thought. 'It may have found something more interesting then me to track or it's waiting for the right moment'. Well, Ginger had it half right. It did find something more interesting, but it wasn't waiting for the right moment. Instead, it followed a different signature then the woman. Something was drawing it past the bushes and trees until the faint scent oil and musk hit it's delicate senses. Much different from the female. It couldn't see what and that confused the beast. Closing its eyes, the creature breathed deeply and flicked its tongue outward. Something was there. Hidden from its vision. With a low cough like sound, the beast called to it's brethren.

The Hunter crouched low on the thick brance that he was resting on. His large arms rested on his knees as he idly observed the woman at the moment. He gave the local fauna credit for their remarkable stealth... But he was better. He saw them a long time before they came even closer, and he stared right back at them as the lithe animal on the ground sniffed the air in confusion. The red, orange and white heat signature inside his enclosing helmet and distorted sounds gave him everything he needed. He was relieve however when he saw that the beast scowled and growled loudly as their eyes met.He was spotted.The Hunter felt that now he had a legitimate reason to get involved in this. If the predator had focused on the injured woman, he could not interfer. Do not interupt a Hunt. That goes both ways. Now, however, he would. His left hand reached from the massive tree trunk and his hand crunched the bark loudly. He skid down, jumping to branch to branch, and a loud thumping noise was created behind the woman. He was making his way down... A rumbling gurgling growl emminated from some invisible spot up in the trees that sofar, only the locals knew anything about. Previously mentioned predators where antsy about this. Their eyes did not see what they where facing, but they could scent it and 'see' it at the same time. They saw the heat of this strange creature. Two of the dark striped feline-esque creatures snarled and spread out. They would not stand by and face some unknown creature, predator or prey, without facing it as such. They woman seemed to be out of harms way... For now.