Author's Notes: Omg!!! XD I just had this story idea from one of my favorite songs so I decided to post it here since I thought it was good enough. :) Hope you guys likies it. It's a bit of a dark fic I think…

WARNING: Rape and yaoi are both included in this chapter. So is incest. So if you're bothered by the above things, please turn back now. I won't tolerate flames. They make me sad and depressed.

Disclaimer.

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Many days it had been after that night.

Not days, maybe it was more like weeks, not even that…there was also a feeling that even months had passed.

Yes, months.

Many months.

Months that turned into years.

A Year that turned into eternity.

And, oh, how much I still remember that night that had long been forgotten in the slurred days of that tragic year. That night that had caused so much…so much…anguish.

Anguish that not even a sunny day nor a loving family could relieve.

How was so much pain caused, you ask?

Come. Come and listen to my story. It might be our last chance.

xXx End of POV xXx

They had watched together as the sun had set under the roaring ocean.

Both, azure eyes and sea-green orbs staring into the distance as sea-gulls flew across their heads. A smile lit upon the blonde boy's face as he noticed the serene soon-to-be-smile on his beloved Gaara's face. Oh, how he adored Gaara. Without his Darling, it would be like a fish trying to live without water.

"It's late, Naruto," the copper-head boy said, his voice sounding distant, "We should head home. There's school tomorrow."

The blue-eyed boy nodded to himself and smiled. How he loved spending time with his Gaara. It was Heaven watching the sun set with an angel by his side. An angel without wings…yes, that's what Gaara was. An Angel.

"Let's go then." Naruto replied as he turned to face Gaara.

Every time he looked into those green eyes, he seemed to get lost in them. The wonders, the fantasies, and the penetration that those eyes gave him swallowed his imagination whole. Leaving him with a feeling of yearn for something. A yearn that could never be satisfied.

Gaara felt the end of his lips curl up into a faint smile when he felt two pairs of lips rub against his own just barely. He stared into the blue eyes that belonged to the boy that was desperately trying to kiss him the appropriate way. He couldn't help but to giggle to himself at the blonde boy's lack of experience.

In fact, Naruto was so clueless as to how to kiss someone that he had his eyes wide open, his lips sealed shut, and he made no particular movement whatsoever to make the kiss intimate. That is, if you even called it a kiss.

All there was, were two lips smashed against each other, and eyes staring right at each other from an extremely close distance.

Both, Naruto and Gaara had been together ever since they first got assigned a school project together, which was about 3 months ago or so. Their relationship wasn't the type that most kids at school had. Relationships that would last only but a week over a stupid argument, or a relationship that only consisted of sex.

No. Nothing like that.

Theirs was a Love that was beyond that of what you called Love. Love that seraphs from heaven coveted them for with malice. A love that angels started envying so much, that they had forced upon a tragic incident between them. But that my friends, you are soon to find out in time.

"Naruto…" Gaara whispered, pulling away from their so called "kiss", "You're cute."

Naruto blushed, regaining consciousness, "Um…hehe…so are you, actually."

Both of the boys helped each other up as they wiped off the dirt from their clothes. They then made their way towards each other's houses, holding hands in the process, fingers entwined, and warmth shared.

"I love you Naruto." the sand-ninja whispered, his words slurring along with the wind, "I love you more than anything."

"I love you too.", came the quiet response from the yellow-haired boy.

Both of them smiled, satisfied with each others equal emotions. They soon reached the street that separated their way home and they both waved a silent good-bye. Hoping that tomorrow morning, they might be able to see each other again.

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Being away from him…it's, horrifying. I sleep with the hope of seeing him again. I force my eyes shut hoping that when I fall into dreams his face might appear.

A life without my Naruto, is something like that even possible?

I try to hide my silent obsession. I restrain from touching him in ways that he might not like. I desperately control my urge to violate him.

To feel him…

To pleasure him...

To have my way with him…

xXx End of Gaara's POV xXx

It wasn't long before Naruto had reached his own apartment as well. His eyes heavy with sleep as he made his way towards his room. Something caught his attention from the corner of his eye, he could've swore he had seen, or at least he thought he'd seen, a boy outside his window.

He walked towards the un-curtained window and examined every angle of the area, trying to find a sudden movement, but found nothing. He shrugged it off, locking the window sill and finally making his way towards his bed.

"Tomorrow's a brand new day." Naruto cheerfully smiled to himself, stretching his arms high up in the air before throwing his tired body on the king-sized bed, "Hope Gaara's ready for it too."

With that, the young boy fell into a deep sleep.

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I saw him again…I sneaked to his window again…should I be ashamed? Should I feel like a stalker? Should I feel like a sick perverted person for watching him every second he's in bed?

Naruto…

Only if you knew how strongly I feel for you. But clearly, your love belongs to another. You do not know the pain that that causes me every night. The bitter feelings I obtain from thinking about that one person who has you…

That person that receives all of your embraces and kisses…the only one who has ever held your hand in ways that I would die to deliver to you. What can I do to make you notice me? What is it that he has that I don't?

What makes him superior?

xXx End of Sasuke's POV xXx

Sasuke ran as quick as he could from Naruto's apartment, his heart pounding like a dysfunctional machine as he recalled how close he was from being caught spying from the window. If Naruto had seen him, he would've never forgiven him for it. And worse, he would probably call the police and then…and then…Itachi would find out.

And if Itachi found out about it… Sasuke's spine tingled with fear as he thought of what his abusive brother would do to him.

He felt ashamed thinking about how defenseless he was against his older brother, and worse, he felt sick to his stomach remembering the ways Itachi had raped him almost every night when he came home drunk from work.

Sasuke checked his wristwatch and froze in his sprint in front of his house as he noticed how dangerously late it was.

No…the watch has to be wrong…there's no way it could be midnight already…!

Midnight.

The time of the day that Itachi came home from "work" drunk, angry, stressed, and insane.

Sasuke's eyes widened in bloody-fear as he felt a cold hand land on his shoulder.

"Well hello there, little brother..." Itachi said, coming out from his hiding place, which happened to be behind one of the trees in the front lawn right behind Sasuke, "Do you have any idea what time it is?"

Sasuke immediately smelt out the thick scent of alcohol coming from Itachi's mouth. The younger Uchiha just stood there, paralyzed by fear as he had an idea of what was coming next.

"I asked you a question damnit!" Itachi shouted, taking a large chunk of Sasuke's hair throwing his head back from the impact, causing Sasuke to whimper out in pain.

"M-midnight…" Sasuke managed to whimper in between his already-there tears.

"Exactly." Itachi chuckled, poison in his voice, "And you know what happens when you come home late…"

"N-no…please—I-Itachi…I'm-I'm sorry…"

"Shut. Up."

Without another word Itachi dragged Sasuke inside the house by his hair. Sasuke screamed out in pain as he felt Itachi's nails begin to dig inside his scalp as his "brother" strengthened his harsh grip.

"This'll be quick, I promise, little brother." Itachi snickered, a flash of violence crossing his sharp crimson eyes as he threw Sasuke down on his bed.

"N-no…S-stop…!" Sasuke screamed, pathetically trying to fight off the much stronger man on top of him.

"Shh…hush now, my little baby…" Itachi cooed, bringing his handsome face close to Sasuke's as he handcuffed his younger brother's arms to the bed pole.

Sasuke's eyes widened in mortified terror as he felt cold sharp fingernails travel up and down his thighs, leaving a silky trail of warm blood dripping from his legs.

"P-please…stop…" Sasuke whimpered, his voice rusty from screaming.

"Now, now, there's no reason for you to be afraid little brother…" Itachi hissed into Sasuke's ear, deepening his nails even further into the younger Uchiha's thighs.

Satisfied with the tears that he had seen Sasuke shed, Itachi put a halt to his cutting and brought his middle finger up to his mouth, sucking off the blood right in front of Sasuke's horrified face.

"Mmm." Itachi quietly moaned, taking his finger out of his mouth and forcing it into the younger Uchiha's throat.

"Mmmph!!" was the muffled scream that recited from Sasuke as he gagged at the sudden impact that plummeted down his throat.

Laughing with utmost satisfaction Itachi took out his wet finger and smirked down at the weeping boy below him. He then violently tore off Sasuke's shorts and threw them on the ground, revealing slim pale legs under the moonlight coming from the nearby window.

"Mmm, little brother, you're as hot as they come." Itachi hissed into the sobbing Sasuke's ear, licking his lips with excitement.

With a rough tug Sasuke's boxers were long gone from his body, revealing Sasuke's limp erection, making Itachi's excitement grow even more as he started to take off his own pants, revealing his own larger bulging erection.

"N-no…I-I…don't want…th-this…" Sasuke whimpered, his words unclear as the knot in his throat grew from the intense panic he was going through.

"Shh, my little angel." Itachi huskily whispered into Sasuke's ear.

With that said, Itachi spread Sasuke's legs apart, bringing both of his younger brother's legs up on his shoulders in order to reveal more skin, and let Sasuke's rigid entrance widen a bit more.

Without warning or mercy, Itachi forced his entire member down deep inside Sasuke's dangerously tight entrance in one merciless thrust, letting a long stream of blood travel down Sasuke's beautiful pale legs.

"AHHH…!! NOOO!!" Sasuke shrieked, as he was penetrated with an excruciating agonizing pain in his anus.

"Shutup!" was the only response to his helpless screams.

The rest of the night was just the same.

Heartless rape, and ghastly sexual abuse. One person had crossed the tormented raven-haired boy's mind during his brother's torture though…someone who eased his mind at least a little despite all the agony surrounding him, giving hope to his inner peace.

The one person who kept him alive in this world, the reason why he put up with his brother's abuse each and every day, the angel that might save him from this hell, the one person that might mean his only shot at happiness, the only reason why he lived for another tomorrow.

Naruto…

A weak smile crossed Sasuke's agonized expression when he remembered his blonde haired angel, despite the torture that Itachi was giving him.

My…Naruto…

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It was morning, and the birds were chirping a wonderful morning symphony.

Naruto smashed off his beeping alarm clock and made his way to the bathroom, yawning loudly as he scratched his stomach to ease some itchiness.

"Finally…it's Friday." He said in between another upcoming yawn.

The ramen-lover then took out a comb and tried to run it through his blonde unruly hair, noticing that it wasn't helping at all he threw it down on the counter and lazily walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen.

"Let's see…what to eat, what to eat…" he said to himself, ravaging through the cupboards in the vacant kitchen, "Here, this should do it!"

He took out a chocolate bar and smashed it all into his mouth, chewing quickly when he noticed the time on the kitchen clock.

"Oh, god…Kakashi-sensei's gonna kill me!" he shouted, rushing towards his room as he slipped on his blue tennis shoes and ran out of his apartment door, not even bothering to bring along his backpack.

He then met up with a particular red-head right across from the apartment building he lived in.

"Gaara…?" Naruto half-questioned, slowing down to take a close look at the familiar figure in front of him.

"Hi, love."

Without hesitation, Gaara took his yellow-haired cherub into an embrace, "I missed you last night."

Naruto couldn't help but to smile and blush.

"Missed ya too."

"Well, better run to school then." Gaara stated, pulling away from the warm hug.

"Yeah, we better."

With that, both boys made their way to school, fingers entwined.

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So I made it through last night…

I'm…I'm, alive.

My heart flutters thinking about the moment that I will see you again today, Naruto…

xXx End of Sasuke's POV xXx

Sasuke had awoken that morning completely naked and stripped from any clothes he had originally on last night.

He's gone to work…

Itachi had his way with him again last night. And he did Nothing to stop him.

With shame and disgust Sasuke tried to sit up on the bed, but he was immediately stopped when he felt the severe pain coming from his bum stop him from even trying to lay up.

With a bit of courage Sasuke stood up, trying to ignore the pain that trembled down his body, and limped towards his closet taking out large baggy black jeans that would completely cover the scratches that Itachi had engraved in his legs last night, and not to mention, the blood that had remained between his legs.

He just didn't have time for a shower right now.

The raven-haired 15-year old then slipped on the pants along with a black short-sleeved shirt with a "Metallica" logo on it. He then slipped on his black combat boots and limped his way out of the house.

No…the teachers will ask why I'm limping…

He swallowed hard at the thought of telling his teachers what really went on at night. And the real reason why he always came to school with black eyes or scratch marks on his arms and face. If he spilled but a word of what happened each and every night, Itachi would disintegrate him completely.

Maybe even kill him.

Sasuke held back brewing tears and forced himself to try and walk as normally as he could as he made his way to school, with high hopes of at least catching a glimpse of his beloved yellow-haired angel today.

A frail smile made its way to Sasuke's bruised lips as he remembered the gorgeous blue eyes that came to his mind.

Naruto…

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Classes went by quick that day.

Dangerously quick.

He just didn't want nighttime to come so quickly.

Sasuke made his way to the park, the only time where he hoped to catch small glimpses of his beloved Naruto. Sasuke had never tried to talk to Naruto. Hell, he wasn't even sure if Naruto knew he existed.

He let out a small sigh as he took out his writing binder and a pencil, and slowly began to write his inner emotions while waiting for Naruto to appear in the park with his boyfriend, Gaara.

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God, I feel so Useless

So Pointless

Nothing left for me to say

Laying in the corner

Can I make this go away?

To let these curdled tears flow

Burning from my soul

How can I exist

If I could just…

Let it all Go

xXx End of Sasuke's Poem xXx

Sasuke stared at his poem and sighed to himself.

Kids at school always made fun of him because of his love for poetry and art. The only things that allowed entertainment to himself, and got him away from reality. They had always called him a "Freak", "emo", "homo", or even "fag". They don't imagine the pain and embarrassment that those names had caused him throughout his life.

Why would people be so cruel to him?

Why is his life so fucked up?

What did he do to deserve all of this misery?

His parents were dead, his brother raped him every night, he had no friends, he was failing all of his classes, and he had the lowest self-esteem in the world. Despite all that, Sasuke was an Artist. His drawings were extremely realistic, almost at a professional level, but to him, the were 'nothing but useless junk'. And not to mention, he was a talented poet.

He sighed to himself again as he stared into the distance, trying to catch a glimpse of a blonde haired boy.

Maybe he just won't be here today…

Then yellow strands of hair caught his attention from a distance, accompanied by another boy with bright red hair.

Naruto…!

Sasuke felt his heart flutter, his eyes wide with fascination, and 1,000 words inside his head to put down on paper to explain just how marvelously beautiful Naruto was.

Then suddenly, reality slapped him right across the face when he forlornly watched his beloved Naruto begin to share a passionate kiss with his red-haired boyfriend.

Tears started to make their way down Sasuke's pastel cheeks.

Naruto…no…

He felt sick to the stomach knowing that the person kissing down on Naruto's lips would never be his own. It would always be Gaara's, and never His.

It was hopeless.

He would never have Naruto.

The only way he could ever be with Naruto would be between dreams, and made-up thoughts.

But never in reality.

Never.

Naruto would never fall for a useless, disgusting-mangled-by-his-own-brother, insane freak such as himself, Sasuke thought. Naruto was beautiful. And that boy, Gaara …at least, he was better than he, Sasuke bitterly thought.

Please…at least look at me…

His thoughts were immediately interrupted when he felt warm breath behind his ear.

No…

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Omg this took forever. Haha lol Anyways, please don't kill me for making Sasuke so miserable n this story. xD If you guys have any story ideas for me, please don't hesitate to tell me. :) Reviews make me uber uber happy. Hehe. Regards.