This story will contain violence, gore and rape.
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Sakura ran behind of Naruto, checking the right-side doors while her teammate opened the left ones. At every empty, unfurnished room her heart sank until it felt like a crushing weight in her stomach that slowed her down further and would soon root her to the floor and turn her into stone.

The compound was monstrous and confusing like a maze. They had been running for an hour, had met no one and seen nothing. It felt like she was a small child running in circles, crying for her mother. Only the sight of Naruto's back and relentless search kept her going. Her teammate was not ready to give up and neither was she. The nagging vision of Sai's body lying cooling in one of the Akatsuki's dungeons was pushed back to the shadows of her mind, where they belonged. 'It's not real,' she thought and quicken the pace. Sai was alive. Anything else was not acceptable.

Naruto haltered suddenly, holding up a fist and stopping her in her tracks. He was listening intently to something. She heard it too, now when she listened; silent footsteps coming towards them. She looked around them and pushed open a door, feeling Naruto follow her like a silent ghost and the closed the door, praying that whoever was out there had not noticed them. She caught herself holding her breath. The steps passed and they started breathing again. Naruto looked to her, she nodded. He opened the door, looked about and then where off. They were close now. She could feel it in the air, a spark of hope igniting her heavy heart. Where there was one man, there were bound to be more. She got to a door and turned the knob.

It was locked. Naruto stopped, met her eyes yet again. Between the two it took a second and then the door swung open, revealing a Spartan living quarter with a kitchenette, a small bed and a futon on the floor. On the bed Sai slept with one wrist over his head, hooked to a chain attached to the bed. Naruto searched the connected bathroom while Sakura ran over and checked his vitals.

Sai looked worse than she had ever seen him before. He seemed paler than ever and his cheeks were hollow. For a moment he reminded her of a rare bird, loosing feathers and fading away in captivity. Sadness filled her, but she breathed a sigh of relief, seeing he lacked any visible wounds. Naruto came out as Sakura gently touched the sleeping shinobi, startling him awake.

Sai blinked dark eyes blindly at them for a crucial moment, then they widened in recognition and she was surprised to see so much relief and emotion fill her otherwise so stoic teammate. Naruto grinned reassuringly to him over her shoulder and started working on the chain keeping him stuck.

"How," Sai asked and she hushed him, placing a finger on her own lips to signal silence. The brunette shut his mouth and they helped him stand as soon as they could.

Sai was naked and a quick scan of the room told them there was no trace of his clothes. Naruto handed over his orange jacket and Sai put it on most gratefully. Getting out seemed to be easier than getting in, even if Sai couldn't keep the same pace as they usually kept and they met up with Kakashi once they dared radio their success.
A sense of pride filled Sakura in a way she had never felt when they finally brought Sai back to where he belonged.

Itachi's day had begun so well.

An hour or so he had spent with Sai, staring at the man as he slept. When the raven woke he had let him shower, keeping the curtain drawn to see his body. Self-consciously Sai turned away from him, giving him a good look of his arse until Itachi couldn't take it anymore and joined. Sai was easy to push against a wall. For a while Sai had behaved very well, following Itachi's instructions and will. They could go on and not speak for days and Itachi was comfortable in the silence that filled their lives. But subtle glances towards the door or his weapons betrayed him; Itachi knew Sai was just biding his time. At first it had angered him, but he kept calm, feeling ashamed for his rash behaviour earlier. He was Uchiha Itachi, the man who never lost his temper, the ingenious ninja who never acted recklessly and it was time for him to remember that.

Still, it would be a shame to not enjoy Sai's submission while it lasted, as long as he did not disgrace himself. He stroked the man and smirked faintly as his length hardened in his hand. He had Sai trembling, panting and leaking pre-come before he took him, slowly dragging out the bliss of the man's tight heat for as long as he could stand. He pumped into him while dragging his hand up and down Sai's dick, coming inside him at the sound of one of Sai's moans. Sai didn't finish; and Itachi didn't try to make him. He just pulled out and splashed himself off before he stepped out again and sat down on the toilet to watch Sai continue. Not even as he caught sight of Sai's silent tears his mood dampened.

Then he got a summoning and everything changed. Unwillingly he had abandoned his pet to meet Leader, not before he chained the boy to his bed though. He walked as slowly as he could, feeling slight satisfaction in keeping Leader wait as long as possible. His flat sandals made it echo down the pathways and grow louder like a tsunami flushed through them.

By the door he knocked; and waited patiently for it to be answered. To his surprise Kisame opened the door and grinned down at him.

"What took you so long?" he asked while Itachi stepped past him into the room. Leader's office was as vast as his own room, no priced possessions to be seen as far as your eye reached. The desk was rough and worn, the chairs hard and uncomfortable. Only if Itachi really looked he could detect how all the objects orbited around one particular chair with a soft cushion and Leader's partner, the blue-haired woman Konan. Sentiments are a dangerous thing for a shinobi. Especially bonds between friends.

"You have a new mission." Leader held out a scroll to him. "Sunagakure have sent out a warrant for a genjutsu-user, dead or alive." Itachi took it, took a look at the picture and the name.

"Have never heard of her," he said and closed it.

"It is of absolute importance that Sunagakure's executioners do not reach her before we do." Leader watched him impassively.

"You're sending us on an assassination-mission?" Itachi crooked a delicate eyebrow and handed the scroll back to the red-head.

"On the contrary," reassured the man. "It is crucial that she is brought here, without any harm to her mind."

"I don't do recruits." Kisame said and shrugged, baring his sharp teeth in a piercing grin. "Send someone else." Itachi agreed. He was not an employer. If Leader wanted another waste of Suna-scum he could get it himself.

"You will do as we tell you." Leader turned his head and stared at Kisame until the man stepped down, now grinning without any mirth. "You depart now."

Itachi thought of Sai, his gut riling up. He could not leave now, not without telling him he was going – not without fool proofing ever inch of his room to leave no chance of escape.

"What of Sai?" he asked, proud of the emotionless tone he still produced.

"We will care for the prisoner." Konan swore from her seat, sitting as still and silent like a doll otherwise.

"You may go." Leader gave a dismissive gesture and Itachi could only nod and leave to do his bidding.

The rain was pouring down when they returned, sending Itachi into the foulest mood he had been in for a decade. The girl, for she was no more than ten at the most, had been subdued with Itachi's Sharingan and Kisame carried her on one shoulder. There was already a sense of foreboding growing in Itachi's mind when they stepped into Leader's office. Kisame dropped the lass on the floor, gentler than he had ever been. Itachi heard one of her arms break from the fall. Leader rose from his seat and nodded his consent.

"Well done," he complemented and called for one of his nurses to inspect her.

"Something has happened." Itachi stated, staring harshly at the ninja. "What is it?" Leader regarded him dispassionately and smiled, if you could call it a smile, in the same way.

"Nothing that isn't according to plan."

Itachi turned and bolted through the door.

The hidden leaf village was a rotting place. It was infested with liars and thieves and vermin. It's glittering facade was only for appearance. It had risen as one of the greater villages in their world; and it had collapsed like a house of cards under the weight of its ambitions. Getting inside was ridiculously easy under the cover of dark.

As easily as it was to find Sai's chakra-trace the thieves might as well have flattened a path and painted him a sign. He was surprised to find him asleep on a sofa in the Hokage-office but wasted no time and stuck the throats of all the anbu guarding the floor before he entered. It was a childsgame. Sai slept tiredly in a pair of too large trousers and an orange jacket that caused Itachi's blood to boil. It looked like he had fallen asleep from exhaustion and the thieves had just let him remain where be dropped.

"I take care of you," he growled, and stepped closer, seeing Sai's eyelids flutter before he opened onyx eyes. The pang of fear sent Itachi into a snarl. "And this is how you pay me back?" Then he was within reach and he grabbed Sai by the shoulders and threw the man over the floor, making him slide over it until he crashed into the Hokage's desk. "My enemy shows up and you..." Sai groaned but tried to get up, supporting himself against the desk. For some reason he grabbed a ink-brush before he was even on his feet. Itachi stepped over him and grabbed a fistful of silk black hair, selecting the place where he knew it would hurt the other the most and pulled his head back. "You just go with him without even so much as a fight!" Itachi screamed, feeling Sai's entire body shake. The man hardly made a noise as he licked bloodied lips. He must have bit his tongue when he crashed to the floor. Itachi's eyes narrowed. "This city matters so much to you?" He snarled, tugging his hair harder and forcing Sai's back to arch in a beautifully erotic way. Sai's eyes were fogging up because of the pressure and his lower lip wobbled. Without waiting for an answer Itachi jerked his head back again, the man following like a rag doll at the hands of an ignorant child. "So be it. I'll level it to the ground." Itachi wouldn't care if it got levelled to the ground; its filthy inhabitants were too far gone to save. He growled and forced Sai up to one of the large windows facing the city, pressing his cheek into it. "I'll burn it to ground. I'll kill every man, woman - down to the very last child will I set aflame." Sai shook his head the best he could.

"Please..." he whimpered with his eyes pressed shut but Itachi was merciless. It was obvious that Sai didn't wish to be near him if he so easily could abandon him for that blonde menace and Itachi had decided to kill the man. He was so angry that he hardly could control himself but the sight of Sai's tears, somehow, got to him. Sai held a power over him and right there, pressed between Itachi and a wall of glass, crying, Sai decided to reveal it.

"You don't want that Sai?" he asked slowly, almost tauntingly. Sai shook his head, fearing more for the sake of his city than his own life. Itachi heard his heart beat hard against his chest and it was beautiful. "Answer me!" he shouted. "Is that what you want?"

"N-no," Sai stuttered, swallowing heavily with his eyes locked on something in his vision.

"How are you going to repay me for sparing their lives then?" Itachi hissed, pressing against him harshly. Sai's breath hitched.

"I'll do whatever you want." Soft words from soft lips. So soft that if there had been anyone else next to them they wouldn't even been able to hear it, but enough for Itachi; enough for a shudder of pleasure to run down his spine. Stepping back, Sai in a secure hold, he felt the back of his knees hit the Hokage-chair and he sat down while he forced Sai around and down on his knees. His Mangekyō Sharingan stared down at the tear-stricken face staring back at him until he raised an eyebrow and crooked his head.

"Well, get started." He shut his eyes as Sai's soft lips brought his dick to life.

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Yours truly, Qayin.