Ano.... I'm sooo sorry... This was supposed to be up and running again near the end of January, the beginning of February, but that did not happen due to life... A few updates on why:

Computer (yes, the brand new one) crashed, almost right after I had gotten up again with my writing... (hence why there was no valentines fic... that plus I was really busy around then...) And I was having a hard time in a few classes... From here on out, I will try to have a new chapter every two weeks ( I don't think I can do one a week, it's too much to write...) And I do intend on finishing this story. As for For Someone Special, I do have plans to finish that, but I wanted to get everything caught up with this first...

And now, for the second time.... I present:

Author: Kyuubikittykat13

Warnings: Yaoi, S/M, SasuNaru, AU, OCs (they will remain Unnamed and should rarely appear...), self-beta'ed

Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto (Spoiler... Kinda) Chapter 437 would have been unnecessary... Would have happened a LOOOOONG time ago... And end in a threesome... mmm... threesome... *drool*... So, I obviously don't own Naruto... Kishimoto-sensei does.

It wasn't like it was legal. Not that that stopped them.

"It's almost time. How many do we have ready this time around?" asked one voice, traveling slowly down the hall he knew was there.

"Three; two males, one female. The youngest just turned eighteen this October." Came the reply. They were passing by his door now.

He could hear them clearly, and knew what was happening. He knew what would happen and feared it. But there was no way to fight it. He was weak from the training, and would be punished harshly if he tried to anyway.

Moonlight filtered through the grimy window, highlighting the dirt-stained face, the lank hair, and the tattered shirt he wore. The yellowed walls seemed to glow with a false sense of the ethereal from the pure light.

The boy was young and definitely underfed from the way the shirt fell off his shoulders, the way his ankles and wrist bones stuck out. He looked like he should have olive tan skin, but it was a sickly pail from the little light he saw, if any; and his spiky blond hair hung limp, framing his face and casting a shadow over his eyes. His face was caked with dirt and grim, but not enough to hid the six scars, three parallel lines on each cheek, perfect as though they were drawn there.

A single tear cleared it's way down a dust covered cheek, glistening in the silver light.

His time was up.

I know it's short, but I have to redo all the chapters. Luckily, I know where this one has been and it was only two chapters (and the prologue) in so it's easier to recreate. I somehow feel that this one is better than the last. The image I wanted to create... Well, lets just say that this is a better representation of it. And it's longer than it was before. Hopefully all my readers will return and this won't be taken off again... Now I need to go buy some pocky for the next lemon (it's chapter two)... lol...

One last thing, updates will probably not be on Saturdays this time... that's the only day I have with my boyfriend and I'm not giving it up. Thursdays are open, however, after I get some homework done...college, bleh... Ja-ne!

~Kyuubikittykat13