-1This being my first fiction I encourage ALL critique, If it can help me improve my work and such flame away! I think I'm supposed to put a disclaimer in here somewhere so for the record I own none of the Naruto characters. It will get pretty graphic and very emo. NO SCRATCH THAT, very dark in some places. You have been warned! Read, Review, Enjoy!

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Of Struggles, Pain, Power and Battle

By Spirited-Dragon

As he lay still and in pain being ruthlessly pounded into by his "friend," his mind drifted to when this treated he so very deserved had started. Naruto had always been different, that much he knew already, why he was avoided like plague and left alone he could overlook but the fact remained what had he done to deserve the dehumanisation of this? He could feel his friend close to a release and thanked any higher power it had been somewhat easier for him than a few days ago where he felt himself tear and a hot liquid of his own had seeped from his entrance. His "friend" tensed and released the seed of his pleasure into him once more and then as a silent mockery of their relationship leaned down and kissed him gently, plying his lips as he himself lay motionless and tried his best not to be sick and scream his frustration. Smirking his assaulter only said but a few words "Same time tomorrow ne?," he rose and made moves to change and leave the small dorm room, "Oh, and I had fun tonight. Truth be told you're one. Great. FUCK." With that he left the room and left Naruto with silent tears making tracks along his skin and with a question weighing on his mind. "Why am I so weak?"

The morning after a steady stream of faint sunlight made it through the barely there curtains and revealed a beautiful if somewhat distressing sight. Impossibly blonde hair splayed across a tear stained pillow, whisker marks marring a cute, gentle, trusting face, a chiselled, toned body tangled in sheets stained with his blood. As his eyes fluttered open and drifted to the cat clock on his wall he sat up slowly and winced as memories returned to him. He did his daily routine which consisted of a slow boiling shower where trying his best to scour the dirt off his body and then he dressed in silence trying his best to not look at the mess of bruises and other possessive marks on his body. Grabbing some water on the way out he made the short walk to his school and the morning registration.

He limped into the classroom and was greeted by many things, whispers, insults, pity and a knowing smirk. He limped to his desk somewhere near the back and did his best to feign happy as he smiled to the girl next to him "Good morning Hinata-chan! Sleep well?"

"I-I, well, Morning Naruto-Kun, y-yes and y-y-you?" was the reply the girl stuttered gracefully.

"On a day like this? Of course! I was a bit hot but it was a pleasant night…" Naruto trailed off as he thought how that statement could be interpreted by a certain someone, his thought train was cut off by his form tutor shouting.

"ALRIGHT! Calm down class and let me at the very least register who is here," Iruka-sensai was a kind man, a spiked pony tail and a scar across the bridge of his nose distinguished him, he always had a soft spot for Naruto and the other students made use of the fact in the daily torture of him. He never had enough time anymore to see his favourite blond but even he didn't notice something was wrong as he failed to witness something worse than death itself. If one were to look into Naruto's eyes one would see the life draining away and his soul slowly dying. "Today we have a new student, He's transferring from the esteemed Up-town school I dare not speak the name of for fear of getting maimed!" The class grumbled at the thought of a snooty rich kid patronising them or trying to fit in with the commoners, so to speak.

The form door was pushed open softy and in stepped a expressionless pale boy, raven hair framed his graceful features, uniform gracefully adorning him with a slightly askew tie, sleeves pushed up to his elbows, a black leather wristband clung to his left wrist, a messenger bag hung loosely across his chest and true to form piercing eyes surveyed who was worthy of his time. No one but a mop of blonde did peak his interest, the only set of eyes not looking at him but instead out the window at a bird circling high above the tarmac. He was noted. "Introduce yourself." whispered Iruka when the boy failed to do so on his own authority.

"My name is Sasuke Uchiha, I'm 16 and I have no interest in any of you I have two goals in life and neither is of any concern to you." and with that very blunt speech he passed the longing stares of many a pupil hoping he would sit next to him and sat next to an obviously not caring Naruto.

Naruto turned his head slowly and shock was evident in his eyes, he almost said something, he almost locked eyes with this captivating new comer. Almost being the imperative word as he wasn't stupid enough after years of training, especially since his ever gracing "teacher" was but a few seats away. "Name?" questioned, more like demanded, Sasuke as the class resumed gossiping and such during registration, to which Naruto replied in a soft mumble. "What? At least speak loud enough for humans to hear you dobe." Anger flashed through obsidian eyes "Or are you that much of a looser, reject you've forgotten how to be human?" A deep, hoarse voice was the next thing that was heard.

"Teme, what did you call me? Ever thought you're going deaf? I spoke perfectly loud enough! My name is Naruto Uzumaki and don't you forget it because it's the only time I will EVER tell you. Please move from me and sit next to someone who appreciates your hair on the same level you do pretty-boy!" Naruto growled softly and stormed out.

He walked heavy and quickly to the stairwell that led to the roof, he hadn't reacted to an insult since that fateful day so many years ago and he knew what this would cost him. He breathed in deeply and pushed open a weighty door and stumbled onto the schools roof, gravely grey surfaces surrounded him and a chain link fence about three metres high caged him in from freedom. He walked over to where an impressive water storage tower stood and sunk down cradling his head thinking through a way to escape his plethora of problems.

"Yo, Brat, you're so pathetic. If you let me out maybe people would respect you more but as you are…ha! I've seen kids in reception with more fight than you." A relentless taunting voice inside Naruto's head added to his very predictable "teenage angst," He supposed this was part of the reason people found him strange as for as long as he could remember there had been a power struggle between him and this voice and occasionally it would take over letting Naruto watch from the inside out as he ruined the lives of people he held dear. "You can't hold me forever brat, we all know you're too weak, you're seal on me is weakening and one day I will finally get what's mine and then I will do what you're to afraid to and return the favour to all those who hurt us a thousand fold."

"SHUT UP! I hate you! Why do you even exist? All you do is ruin my life and destroy the bonds I have with people, if you claim to know as much as you say then you would realise it's better this way. It's just better…" Naruto having regained control of the seal he had created to shut the voice in and keep him in control shook violently and sweat poured from every gland, he repeated the mantra "It's better this way," half heartedly as deep down even his unbreakable spirit knew it was a lie, yet another power struggle.

A rain drop filtered its way down Naruto's face and his eyes fluttered open. The sky was darkening and clouds heavy with precipitation looked ready to burst. "Oh shit, what time is it?" he said to no one in particular, then he violently shook his jumper sleeve up, the elastic well past doing what it was meant to do, and saw it was just gone five thirty. He was late.

Jumping to his feet Naruto ran down the roof stairs and flung himself through the school doors, he silently prayed to get home before "he" did otherwise hell would have to be paid, paid in the most violent, blood thirsty way possible. His feet ran with expert speed and his thighs and sides started to burn as his body was pushed to the limit, out of routine he took himself down streets and side alleys, over walls, through fields and all these were unnoticed by Naruto. Just another blur. He had only one thing to worry about and it was dawning on him as his apartment neared him, that even if he did make it he'd be walking into school tomorrow with more than the usual ache. But no! He could fight it this time, he wouldn't be the weak pushover, he would get the strength to take control of his life and prove his worth as a person. As a human. "As if brat. He's already left." The ever eternal voice chuckled and as he pushed open his door, out of breath muscles screaming he saw a note meticulously arranged on his dining table.

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