Sadness and Sorrow

Hiding Spot

After a pleasant car ride, the foursome arrived at the Sennin household. The house was big, not as big as the Uchihas' home, but sizeable. Violet was the color scheme here, and stood out in the nice neighborhood.

"All right, guys, we'll see you later," Naruto said, sliding out of the vehicle, followed by his brother. "Say goodbye, Kabuto."

The boy waved furiously, a wide grin on his face. Naruto took his hand and led him away. Kabuto's smile fell, though, as soon as he faced the house. Entering it meant food and shelter, but it also meant pain. Pain for the both of them.

The house was dark. Knowing that Orochimaru was lurking in the shadows, Naruto whispered a codeword to the nine year-old, who disappeared silently.

"Aw, why'd you let him go?" a voice said. "He had a part in the game I planned." Orochimaru slid into view. He was completely naked. Wrapping his arms around the blonde's shoulders, he licked his ear, making the teen shudder in disgust.

"You only need me," Naruto managed to say, heart pounding painfully as his pants were undone. Although his abuse always went the same way, the repetition never lessened the fear. Or the hurt. He was hurting everyone.

He was hurting both Kabuto and himself by letting this man do this to him. Sasuke and Itachi were getting hurt as well, because he was lying to the both of them and they knew i-

Fuck!

Imagine getting plugged in the ass with a baseball bat, times twenty. That's how the Snake felt inside him. It was the most painful thing he'd ever experienced. Too bad pain was all there was in the foreseeable future.

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Kabuto, even from where he was, could still hear his big brother's pained cries. He shined a light on his spelling words, wishing he was anywhere else but in a dark closet in the attic, the hiding spot his brother had decided upon. His brother didn't know how much he could hear.

Kabuto had decided not to tell him. The teen was stressed enough already, trying to keep himself and Kabuto in school, and hide evidence of his daily beatings and rapings. The nine year-old knew that they were only staying because of him. He was the most important thing to Naruto.

Math came easy to Kabuto, as did spelling, so he was done within a few minutes. With nothing to distract him from the abuse downstairs, he curled up in a ball, fingers in his ears, and fell asleep.