Part II: Further Down the Spiral.

As the mists receded from his mind, he felt the usual stirrings of pain, and as usual, he banished them. The mind was a strange and powerful thing, and after all those years of imprisonment and torture, he had learned to use it as a weapon. A defensive weapon, but a weapon nevertheless, one with which he could counter at least some of what his enemies had tried to accomplish.

They could break his body, and they had, but his spirit and his mind, though damaged, were still his own.

-Jaqcues the Molay

The Last Templar by Raymond Khoury.

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The sound that assaulted Tenzo's hearing could be comparable to a merciless onslaught in his opinion. It was worsened by the fact that the steady downpour of heavy rain added to that monotony of dull sounds. The sky was close to black owing to the heavy clouds that blanketed the sky in an uncomforting manner, as though it foretold an even more ominous future. It was only fifteen minutes past three in the afternoon.

A flash of lightning tore through the overcast sky and snapped Tenzo out of his trance. He scowled at the horizon for snapping him out of the rather comfortable nothingness and bringing him back to his painful reality.

The sounds within the room again filled up his senses. Tenzo slowly removed his gaze from the window, and swept his dark tired eyes over the machines that took residence in the hospital room. He watched the green and red lines tracing what would be the electrical impulse generated by the heart, and then cast his gaze on the rise and fall of the mechanical ventilator bellows. They had a regular interval, so there was nothing to worry about, the medical nin informed Tenzo thirty minutes earlier. He watched it and couldn't help but time his breathing with every ticking sound.

He wouldn't have bothered had it all been connected to him. But as he moved his gaze from the machine to the tube that was invading Kakashi's mouth, all he felt was anger for himself and for his actions. Never in his life did he dream he would harm his captain in any way, unless there was absolutely no alternative. Yet, here was his captain, Hatake Kakashi, his skin almost the colour of his hair, unmoving, barely breathing, fighting for his life.

It was the doing of his own two hands. Kakashi didn't even do anything to remotely deserve it.

He never was one to ask for death no matter how desperate or miserable the situation may be, but now, his mind was playing with the thought. No, he was absolutely not like that.

He would hunt down Uchiha Madara if it's the last thing he did.

Tenzo heard his maniacal sardonic laughter at the back of his head and his eyes shot across the room to search for the sickening sound and before realizing there was no one there. It was only him, and the unconscious Kakashi.

He closed his eyes and swallowed hard as he pushed the voice back to the depths of his troubled mind. He ground his teeth at the same time to stop himself from screaming in rage and frustration.

He settled his head on top of his knee and watched the deluge of rain. Not a single tear fell from his dark weary eyes. He let the heavens do that for him.

-0-

Tenzo opened his eyes as heard the familiar footsteps closing in. He wasn't asleep, no; it just took too much effort to keep his eye open. Only a few seconds more and Madara would undoubtedly enter this chamber, his chamber.

It already felt like he had been held captive for years, but he knew better. He knew how the genjutsu worked, elongating time in which a minute could feel like eternity. From what he could tell, he had only been here for barely a week and yet from the weariness overtaking him, it felt as if he had already aged 10 long years.

He could not tell how long he would last and wished some force could alter this agonizing routine.

He sat in the corner, skin exposed except for the torn trousers that he was wearing. The stone he was sitting on was cold, but he never attempted to hug his exposed body to help with the shivering. He told himself that he would not allow his tormentor the satisfaction. Not in this lifetime.

"Do you want to have him tied up?" A muffled voice said from outside his door. It sounded familiar, but his memories seemed too hazy to properly recall. It all seemed too distant.

"No need." A low voice growled. Tenzo immediately recognized who it was.

The dim light that came from the small flames of the candle flickered as the air shifted and the bolts creaked. He would have stood up defiantly had he any strength left. Instead he settled with narrowing his eyes upon his unwelcomed guest.

Madara entered and a bright light assaulted Tenzo's eyes, already too accustomed to the darkness. He still glared despite the bright beams bringing him a searing headache.

The villain walked towards him leisurely slowly removing his mask to reveal his delighted grin to the young shinobi glaring at him. He unceremoniously tossed him his tray of food.

The door was left open behind him.

"Eat." The Akatsuki commanded.

Tenzo looked at the food tray in front of him, then back at his captor. He turned his face away in silence, down to the ground, his jaw tightening at the same time.

He heard the shuffling of cloth and he caught the movement of Madara squatting in front of him, through his peripheral vision. He felt methodical eyes study him.

The Uchiha clicked his tongue in disapproval, like a parent to his child. "How would you keep your strength if you don't get the proper nourishment?" He mocked. "Look at you, you're skin and bones."

Tenzo could hear an appalling smile as it crept through his words, and pretended he could not hear anything. Without any warning, he felt a forceful hand cup at his jaw, and his face was painfully jerked to face front. He was now only mere inches from the detestable being. He coudn't even bring himself to think that this was a man. He caught himself staring once again at the red which filled his eyes. How many times had he looked through it, he coudn't begin to tell.

"Believe me Tenzo," Madara said with his voice dipping low, his hand gripped tightly on the captain's jaw, the sadistic smirk still plastered on his face, "I wouldn't have second thoughts on forcing it down on your throat if it would mean that I could enjoy you longer. If you'd prefer the more torturous approach, then I'd be more than happy to give it."

Tenzo tried to open his mouth but the grip on his jaw was too tight.

Madara noticed the effort and loosened his grip slightly. "Is there something you want to say?"

"Yeah." He started with a whisper. "Fuck you."

The Akatsuki's eyes widened, and he erupted in a jovial laughter, Tenzo simply watched him in resentment. After his bout of laughter, he wiped a finger across his eye as if to wipe joyous tears.

"You still have a lot of fight in you. I like it. But let's see how you'll get through this. You can come in now." Madara addressed the person outside without looking away.

It all happened in slow motion in his eyes from when he saw that familiar tuft of white hair. He couldn't bring himself to believe who it was who was entering. His breath lodged at his throat. He did not know if he should feel relieved or feel frightened with his presence. Slowly, the man brought himself into full view and stood by the doorway.

"Sempai." Tenzo breathed, as he fumbled to get Madara's hand off his face. He shouldn't have come. He shouldn't have looked for him. It wasn't worth it. He wasn't worth it.

He wrenched the Uchiha's hold and fell to the floor, face down. He used his hands to support himself and he looked up at Kakashi still standing by the doorway. "Sempai! Get out of here, now. Don't worry about me! Run!" He screamed.

But after he had spoken those words he felt something wrong, terribly wrong. Kakashi did not move, or even flinch. He was still there staring coldly at Tenzo's trembling body. He felt his gut wrench.

Madara stood from his squatting position, and shook his head with a smile on his face. He sauntered to where Kakashi was standing. It made Tenzo's heart skip a beat, for fear for his captain.

"Kakashi isn't going anywhere, my dear Tenzo, are you?"

Kakashi shook his head. "Of course not."

"Why don't you tell your kohai your reason for being here?"

Kakashi stayed silent, expression unreadable.

"What is he talking about?" Tenzo demanded. He could feel his insides churning. Something was not right about this, he could feel his every nerve screaming at him. He tried to push himself up against the floor, but his arms shook and he came crashing back down.

He again heard Madara's sickening titter. "You've already figured it out, haven't you?"

"He's not real." Tenzo growled.

"You can believe that if you want to."

"It's your sharingan."

"How sure are you?" Kakashi answered, and he found himself looking up again at him, studying him.

Kakashi walked closer to him and brought out a kunai and slashed through his open palm. Blood trickled on the floor before him, and some of it fell on his skin. It was warm, like how blood should be.

"I am as real as the sensation you are feeling right now. You can even feel my chakra, can't you."

Tenzo's broken nails dug on the floor, he couldn't believe it.

"Are you convinced my little Senju?" Madara uttered again the nickname that he seemed to awfully enjoy with him. "As you have already figured out, he's here to help me. Should we start?" He said turning to Kakashi.

The white haired shinobi gestured to lift his forehead protector to reveal his sharingan. It was already starting to swirl into a different pattern.

"You're not real." Tenzo muttered more to himself than to the man in front of him.

"I think his breakfast is the best way to begin." Madara said walking to his meal tray.

Tenzo grit his teeth and summoned all the strength he had. He performed hand seals as fast as he could and wood shot out from the ground aiming squarely at the akatsuki member.

He felt a gentle tap on his shoulder and twisted to look. A ball of lightning was aiming straight for his chest.

-0-

Kakashi silently landed on the wet ground and swiftly pressed his bank against the large willow tree a few feet from the cave's entrance. He narrowed his eyes to look at the darkened entryway, trying to sense any presence through his sharingan.

He had been looking for him for over a month now. Not one lead taking him to the right direction, until they came across this. The Raikage and his jinchuuriki brother had been kind enough to offer assistance in their search and it was they who got him this lead only a week ago. They told him by a stroke of sheer luck, of having been able to capture that plant looking being named Zetsu, and they did not let go of the opportunity.

Apparently, Zetsu was spying on Killer Bee, gathering information to re-capture the 8 tails. A high ranking hidden lightning sensor was able to point out his location and they stealthily inched closer and it was far too late and far too outnumbered to make its escape. Their black ops interrogated him afterwards which resulted in his death, but not after they had got the location of where the mokuton user was currently being held.

Kakashi wanted to follow this trail alone. He reasoned that it would be a simple extraction and the fewer people going on the search, the more likely that the attempt would go undetected. But Tsunade insisted that he take his team with him for it would be no less than a suicide mission if he had been discovered by the akatsuki. He found Tsunade's fears to be only logical, but he'd decided not put anyone else in danger.

'I'd rather not lose another good shinobi in that small amount of time." She explained. "We had been on the losing streak lately. First Asuma, then Jiraiya, and now Tenzo? I am not about to risk more. We aren't even sure if he's still alive."

But he could feel it in his gut that he still was. Tenzo was a survivor. He wouldn't die so easily. If Orochimaru's experimentation on him wasn't enough testimony to that, then their years together in the anbu would be.

Kakashi brought a fist up to signal the rest of his team to stand by. Surely, he caught a glimpse of them landing nimbly on tree branches and waiting. He waited a little longer until he heard his portable radio come alive with static.

"We are in position." It was Gai on the other end of the line.

Kakashi scanned the entrance once more and he moved his hand to the button strapped on his neck. "Alright," he said into the mouthpiece, "we are moving in, you know the drill."

"Roger that."

Naruto, Sakura landed next to him, as did Sai- his scroll on the ready. He laid it on the floor and whispered. "Chojou giga."

A horde of ink rats emerged from the paper and made their way to the entrance.

Kakashi nodded his head to his team and they proceeded to the entrance, hastily, but without a single sound. They stopped upon entering to notice that the cave forked into four. Sparing a moment to look at each other, they split up without a sound.

Kakashi kept close to the wall using the shadow to conceal himself as he moved. Something felt oddly out of place, not that entering enemy territory was anything but troubling. But this one was different, he couldn't feel anything, there was not movement. No one was there.

Kakashi frowned thinking that they might have lost them again and perhaps they had moved to another secret location. Still he advanced into the darkness.

"Team A, what is your status?"

"I've reach my end of the corridor, he's not here Sensei." Sakura's voice sounded disappointed.

"Nothing here as well."

"Same goes for me Kakashi-sensei."

"Copy that."

"I'm returning to the rendezvous point sensei." Sakura said.

Kakashi peered around a corner and found another empty corridor. "Sai, Naruto, you too. Wait for further instructions. Team B?

"Nothing suspicious on our side, if you don't count the unsettling silence." Gai answered.

Kakashi didn't say anything further instead he continued to pad along the new found corridor still keeping to the walls. He began to lose hope as the passage's end came into view but there was something on the far side, he could smell it. It was a combination of blood, grit and filth, exactly what one would expect from a torture chamber. He was certain of it now.

It took all his self control to keep himself from rushing towards the cell."Still have to be cautious," he reminded himself, it could be a trap. He turned his head left and right to see if there was anyone following him and saw none. He ran soundlessly and halted a just before the entry to the chamber. He found it that the door was open. Without breaking his stride, he leaned against the wall and advanced slowly. He looked cautiously around the corner to see what was inside.

His eyes widened at the sight.

There in the room was Tenzo, covered in what seemed to be dirt, or probably excreta, and what he assumed to be his own caked blood. But he was not dead, no he was wide awake.

"Tenzou." Kakashi whispered, but not loud enough to be heard.

His eyes were bloodshot, and there was something disturbing about the way he just stared blankly on the ground. His clothes were torn, presumably the ones he left in, and his feet were bare. It surprised Kakashi that he looked like he only lost a few pounds considering the length of time he had been held captive, his muscles didn't show any sign of atrophy. His hair was longer but it was a tangled mess.

What disturbed Kakashi more was why in his apparent strength, did he not leave, when the doors were left wide open, and he wasn't shackled.

Kakashi again motioned to his radio. "I found him. We are on the eastern corridor."

For a moment no one responded, that Kakashi thought they might have come across some hostiles. Kakashi debated whether to rush towards them or bring in Tenzo first. Then he heard the static, and Sakura's voice trembling from what seems to be relief and excitement.

"Copy that Kakashi-sensei, we are on our way."

He brought his hand down and after another check on the vicinity; he emerged from hiding and revealed himself to his imprisoned comrade.

Tenzo caught the movement and turned to look at him. He looked like he hadn't slept for days judging from the dark circles around his eyes. He stared but it seemed as if he was looking straight through him.

"Come Tenzo," Kakashi walked closer, avoiding the obvious question as to Tenzo's well being. "Let's get you out of here."

"Don't come any closer." His kohai moaned. It was hollow, unrecognizable that Kakashi stopped in his tracks.

"We have to move out now." Kakashi's tone rang with unmasked urgency.

Tenzo laughed darkly. "I will not fall for this again. Not this time."

"Not fall for what?" His answer left Kakashi perplexed. What was wrong with him?

Tenzo stopped laughing then looked at him intently. There were signs of rage within his bloodshot eyes, rage directed at him, but he had no idea why. His instincts told him to be on the defensive.

He felt the air behind him move, and Kakashi ducked just in time to dodge the kick that was aimed at him. He realized he had been talking to a clone as the real Tenzo emerged darkly from the clay wall.

"Tenzo, what the hell is going on?"

Kakashi spotted that Tenzo now held a kunai, it wasn't there a few seconds ago. He felt for his weapons bag and reached in. Sure enough, one was missing.

"You've gotten better at it Madara. I would have believed it was Kakashi-sempai had you done this the first time. You are not fooling me this time."

Kakashi's eyes widened at the realization. Tenzo must have been pulled into the genjutsu of the mangekyo multiple times. It sickened him to think what methods the akatsuki might have used for Tenzo to think that he was Madara. That son of a bitch.

He could not stand the thought of what he had done to a comrade, and more to a brother.

"Tenzo," Kakashi carefully started. "It's me, Hatake Kakashi. I'm your captain, your fellow combatant, and your friend. I won't do anything to harm you."

Tenzo just stood there still poised to attack. It was evident that he was taking in every word but there was no sign of belief. His eyes remained hard, narrowed.

"I can prove to you that I am not Madara. Just put your weapon down."

"I want to believe it so bad."

The next second, Tenzo disappeared and emerged again behind him. Kakashi turned just in time to duck and miss the kunai which was making its way to his skull. Tenzo swung at Kakashi's legs and he tumbled to the ground. He saw the kunai inching closer to his chest and he knew he would be too slow to escape. It connected and his eyes bulged.

Tenzo rose slowly from the lifeless body of Hatake Kakashi. His breathing was labored, as if the sight pained him. Kakashi's body then turned to a log, a substitution jutsu.

Before Tenzo had the time to react, someone grabbed his wrist from behind and slammed him against the wall. Blood dripped from the point where his head made contact. He was held firmly and couldn't move.

"I would not want to hurt you Tenzo," Kakashi gritted pinning him against the wall, "but you are leaving me without a choice. I should have expected this." He muttered the latter to himself. His hand remained on Tenzo's arm as he held him in place while the other travelled to his chest. He felt a small gash from where the kunai struck.

"So are you finally going to show yourself?" Tenzo said. "Give it your best shot. I'm ready."

Kakashi understood that he was still talking to him as though he was Madara. "Tenzou, I am Hatake Kakashi, former team 3 anbu captain, current team Kakashi captain." The man beneath him squirmed and he only held on tighter. "I saw you when you were left to die by Orochimaru, only you know that I was there. My father was one of those who infiltrated Orochimaru's lab and I followed them. I was the only one other than my father and Jiraiya who saw what was there."

Tenzo stopped and relaxed under him. "But you can read what is in my mind." He breathed.

Kakashi shook his head. "The sharingan cannot do that, at least mine can't." He loosened his grip on Tenzo a little. "Believe me, I am not Madara, can't you feel my chakra?"

Tenzo again suddenly tensed, and he slammed his head against Kakashi. The sudden impact jarred him, and the mokuton user successfully escaped his grip. Tenzo swiftly turned and in time with his movement brought a fist into Kakashi's stomach.

The white haired shinobi slid a few paces back, wide eyed and confused. He thought he already got through him.

"Feel you chakra?" Tenzo snarled. "That had fooled me for the last time."

In that moment, Naruto, Sakura, and Sai had arrived.

"Yamato-taicho." Sakura started with a smile, but halted immediately as she took in the scene before her.

Tenzo's frown went deeper. "So you are bringing in the whole team now? You disgust me."

"Kakashi-sensei, what is going on?" Naruto asked.

"He thinks that were are generated by Madara's mangekyo." Kakashi answered.

"What?"

"He thinks we are part of a genjutsu." Sai explained further.

Tenzo watched them warily not breaking his concentration. His legs were already starting to wobble from the effort.

Sakura had been examining him over since the minute she arrived and saw all the injuries that covered her captain's body. She also noticed how he looked like he was about to fall over. "I've got to heal him." She said to herself as she leapt towards him.

"No!" Kakashi screamed and reached out for her.

Tenzo clapped his palms together and wood shot out from the ground and slapped Sakura to the wall. She bounced against it with such a force that it resounded in the entire corridor. She fell unconscious to the ground.

"Sakura-chan!" Naruto roared. He started to illuminate, and he looked like he was wreathed in white fire. He was transforming to become the kyubi.

"Naruto, stand back! I'll handle him." Kakashi said turning his head only slightly but not letting Tenzo out of his sight.

"But..."

"The Kyubi form is too much. You'll kill him. It's not his fault. We are here to bring him back. I'll neutralize him and capture him. Sai, go grab the tranquilizer on Sakura's pack, it is the one with a dark blue cap. Naruto, contact Team Gai."

"I got ya." Naruto answered.

Before the plan could be enacted, Tenzo charged against Kakashi, another wood clone emerged from behind him. He threw punches at him, while Kakashi timed his blocks perfectly. He could see the wood clone from the corner of his eyes as it materialized behind Tenzo, and watched it as it head towards Sai. It grabbed on to the tanto and made a horizontal slash. Sai ducked quick enough to avoid the decapitating blow. Sai and the clone exchanged blows as well, he could only hope that Sai was fast enough, or that Tenzo was weak enough at the moment.

Kakashi heard a blade whistling fast against the air. Tenzo moved abruptly sideways and Kakashi' eyes widened as he saw the tanto flying towards him. Kakashi immediately drew out a kunai and blocked the blade. He saw Naruto rush over to help Sai who was already desperately defending himself.

Tenzo caught the tanto mid air and slashed vertically only missing Kakashi by a few centimetres as he bent backwards. The wood clone behind Tenzo was already defeated and he saw Sai and Naruto running to his aid. Tenzo must have felt it too, immediately forming hand seals. Kakashi recognized this particular technique; it was rarely used by Tenzo.

"Wood style: Serpentine death technique."

The ground beneath them trembled.

"Naruto, Sai, get Sakura and get out of here."Kakashi commanded with perceptible unease. "Now!"

There was no opposition from either of them and Naruto proceeded to take hold of Sakura. He quickly produced a pair of shadow clones and they started forming the rasengan. "What about you, Kakashi sensei?"

Kakashi looked around him. Jagged wooden spikes were already emerging from the ground. There was simply no way for him to reach his team. "I'll be fine."

The spikes shot their way towards the three; Naruto immediately punched his rasengan through the ceiling. It opened up to the outside and they immediately went for it.

Kakashi held his wrist tightly and the chidori formed on his palm. He looked back at Tenzo who was already kneeling and breathing heavily. Kakashi looked above him and using the wall as leverage, ran against it, and punched his lightning powered hand against the ceiling. The gigantic wooden spears were already closing in.

He made an opening wide enough for him to fit through, and was already pulling himself up when he felt a stabbing pain against his back. Shit, it got him, he thought. He looked and saw a steel blade projecting from his chest. He squinted in confusion and looked back, and there was Tenzo, using his own jutsu to keep him up, holding tightly onto Sai's tanto which was now pierced clean through Kakashi's body.

His eyes were still bloodshot, but he could see he was close to crying, for water was already brimming his dark eyes.

"Why don't you transform back already." He said as he twisted the blade in Kakashi's chest. "I've got you. Please," his voice was pleading, "stop this game already."

"I'm sorry to break it to you kohai," Kakashi voice was gentle, only above a whisper but slightly reprimanding, "this time, I'll not be transforming back."

Then his vision clouded over, and turned black.

Tenzo could feel the warm blood drip against his cold hands. He was still holding on to the tanto, he twisted it, and sure enough more blood flowed.

"I'm sorry to break it to you kohai," he barely heard him say, "this time, I'll not be transforming back."

He felt numbness spread towards his body with the last words this Kakashi said to him. The whole event came rushing back in and his eyes widened in horror. He cradled Kakashi in his arms and mustered all his strength so that he could land gently on the floor. His leg buckled beneath him, but he used his body to cushion Kakashi's fall. His wood technique was already returning to the ground.

He shook Kakashi in an effort to wake him up.

"Oh God no." His words hitched on his throat. "No. Wake up please." But Kakashi's eyes remained closed.

He planned it. Madara planned it all along. He knew that for certain.

"Naruto!" Tenzo screamed. "Wake Sakura up and get her down here immediately."

Naruto looked through the opening and rushed to where Sakura was resting. Tenzo put a hand to the wound and applied pressure to slow the bleeding. He was still alive, he can feel his pulse and the flow of chakra. "Sakura!" he screamed again.

Within moments Sakura landed beside him, a green glow already illuminating her palms.

Tenzo moved to the side and watched helplessly as Sakura performed emergency medical techniques. She glanced at his questioningly and her gaze fell on his bloodied hand. She turned back to Kakashi, squinting in concentration. He saw how she was trying to keep her tears at bay.

He sat there without any strength left. What he'd done was inexcusable.

He felt four more shinobi land next to him and felt their eyes on him. Then his mind turned blank. He fell unaware of what was happening around him.

All that went through his mind was Madara's maddening laughter, as it echoed endlessly on his mind. Then his words came back to him:

"I told you I know what is in your mind. I know how you think. I know how you'll react."

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-0-

The alarms on the heart monitor resounded and Tenzo looked back up again from the window. In the monitor, he saw that the tracings became a uniform jagged pattern.

A nurse rushed in to check all the contraptions connected to Kakashi and ran towards the door. "Code Blue. Code Blue." She screamed. "I need the crash cart."

He heard multiple feet hastening over.

Four medical shinobi stood on four corners of the room and performed hand seals. It seemed to be a chakra transferring technique.

Naruto, Sakura and Sai also stepped carefully inside to check on their sensei. Sakura's eyes were brimming with tears. She know exactly what Code Blue means.

The cart was opened and syringes were brought out. Ampules were broken and the liquid medicine was drawn to the syringe. "First dose of epinephrine ready." A nurse said.

A doctor assumed command. "Administer epinephrine via intravenous line." He glanced at the heart monitor. "Prepare the defibrillator."

Then the heart reading flat-lined and immediately one of the nurse pulled a wooden board and placed it under Kakashi.

"Sir you'd have to leave." The doctor told Tenzo. "You too." He said referring to the rest of the team. The three did as they were told. Sakura was now crying on Naruto's shoulder who was patting him on the back.

Tenzo could not tear his eyes away from what was being done to Kakashi. He couldn't even say anything. The doctor gently led him to the door.

"We are going to do everything we can." The doctor said as he closed the door.

The last thing Tenzo saw was a male nurse climbing over Kakashi's bed, and starting to pump his chest trying to force his heart to beat.

Tenzo heard Sakura's whimper beside him and Naruto's reassuring words. He wanted to comfort them as well, but he felt he had no right to since he had practically killed their sensei.

He looked them over. He saw Naruto biting his lip forcing himself not to cry. The young shinobi was not looking at him, obviously still too angry over what had happened, what he'd done. Sai only stared at him, but there was a hint of accusation that he felt was directed at him.

Tenzo looked sideways but refused to gaze on one area. He walked out of the hospital keeping his gaze away from that laughing man. He had not the heart to wait for the result Kakashi's resuscitation. Not with him watching. He'd learn eventually.

He walked the streets of Konoha, feeling all eyes on him. All hateful condemning eyes, except for one who look all amused with what was happening. It was the same man that laughed at him at the hospital. It all felt like his days at the academy again, when people learned of his 'borrowed techniques', and Orochimaru seemed to be the one laughing. He ignored them, if they tried to attack him, he won't fight, and he was unconsciously praying that they would.

Tenzo reached his apartment, not really sure how he got there. His mind was all vacant now. He no longer thought of anyone, or anything, nor had he tried to feel. Except for one thing.

Tenzo curled himself on the bed, refusing to look at the chair where Madara sat, who chuckled darkly as he watched him. He closed his eyes tightly as he tried to chase away the agonizing sound that invaded his hearing, never leaving the sanctuary of his deeply tormented mind.

And now Madara achieved the most painful torture he can perform on Tenzo, and he was not sure on how to fight it.

He knows what is in his mind.

A/N: Ok, I'd like to thank the awesome KEEWA for going through this long thing and correcting all my grammar errors, so if you see any grammar errors, blame him, not me. Just Kidding. He's awesome he gave the chapter an overhaul that transformed it from rags to riches. He's not a fanfiction user by the way.

I know it was supposed to be a one shot but I read this book with a torture scene and it brought me back to this fic, and gave me the urge to write a second part... Which was I think even sadder. I don't hate Tenzou/Yamato. Note for the name change, I was writing another fic, and I got used to Tenzo, plus this was mostly Kakashi POV, and besides, Tenzo seems to be the name he is normally using when not undercover (even if I don't think it's his realy name, still...)

so... Reviews please, pretty please.