The whole tracking plan. Worthless. Nothing has been bought for a couple days. The last place Fugaku's black card was used was at a grocery store, and after that, nothing but a dead end.
"It's like Sasuke knows we're looking for him," Fugaku says with a huff. "The moment we start tracking him, the moment he stops using the damn card!"
Mikoto pats her husband's shoulder to console him. For once, their emotions are on the same page. Frustrated and worried, but relieved that Sasuke is still okay.
"Well, he'll have to buy something sooner or later. Some junk food or something," Mikoto comments, keeping the hope alive that her son is still out there and okay. She encircles him with her arms, pressing her head into his shoulder.
"We'll find him soon. I know it."
...
Sasuke struggles against Orochimaru's hold. He grits his teeth, pushing back with all his 15-year-old strength. The beating of his heart pounds in his ears as the anxiety wells up in him.
Not this again! Sasuke thinks, his eyes darting everywhere but his captor's face.
"Stop!" Sasuke choked out. The longer this continues, the more his strength depletes.
Orochimaru shoves Sasuke down. The young boy's back hits the bed, and he scrambles for a pillow to throw.
"Get away from me!" Sasuke snaps, holding one pillow as a shield while he throws another. It's to no use. Orochimaru catches the plush cushion and casts it aside.
"Have I not been nice to you?" Orochimaru hisses, taking a step closer. This only causes Sasuke to cower further. "I could've had you arrested for stealing! And instead, I take you into my home, give you shelter, food, and clothing! Do I not deserve respect? Shouldn't I get what I want?"
Sasuke refuses to answer and glances at the backpack near the door. It just has to be today. Orochimaru just had to come in and try to guilt-trip him into sex. On the day he's supposed to escape.
The lanky, pale man grabs Sasuke's leg and rips him to the edge. The pillow Sasuke used for coverage goes flying, and he struggles to catch it. Orochimaru snatches at Sasuke's shirt, trying to rip it up.
"I'm not leaving this room until I have you, Sasuke!" Orochimaru declares and descends like a snake to bite Sasuke's neck.
A horrid, strangled cry emits from Sasuke's mouth. He feels cold hands explore beneath his shirt, and every cell in his body wants to scurry away from him. He feels that slimy tongue skim his skin, and he's never felt so dirty before.
With a sickening battle cry, Sasuke lifts his foot and kicks Orochimaru off. He rolls, falling off the bed in the process, scurrying around the freak, aiming for the backpack.
Orochimaru, pained from the attack, growls. He jumps up, grabbing Sasuke by the collar, which yanks the poor boy back.
"No! No!" Sasuke yells, wiggling in Orochimaru's hold. Tears edge Sasuke's eyes, and he can only think of one person to save him. "Itachi, please."
Orochimaru, with his old man strength, pulls Sasuke back into his body. He sees the mark he left on Sasuke's skin, and it delights him. He wants to make similar markings all over this young boy.
While Orochimaru thinks about all the lewd things he wants to do, Sasuke continues to squirm, blinking away the tears. With his squirming, it's easier for Orochimaru to get Sasuke's shirt off.
"You're making this easy for me, Sasuke," Orochimaru purrs, lifting the shirt off and over his head. The moment Orochimaru's hands are occupied with the shirt, Sasuke gives a back kick towards the older man's groin and dashes for the backpack.
Sasuke hears him groan and cry out for the young man. "Come back here, Sasuke!"
Sasuke doesn't look back as he grabs the bag, making sure everything is in it. Orochimaru struggles to stand.
Everything happens in slow motion. The little hairs on Sasuke's neck prick up, and he senses the man walking towards him. He has only seconds to reach the door. He swallows, hears the thump of a footstep gaining on him, and thrusts his arm towards the door.
Before he knew it, Sasuke is struggling to keep the door closed while Orochimaru tries to pry it open.
"Sasuke! Sasuke!" Screeches Orochimaru.
His hands shake, but he's still gripping the doorknob with his life. Sasuke will not let go.
He peers to his right, then his left. A chair sits right there. Out of his reach. Out of arm's reach.
But Sasuke is smarter than that. He uses his foot. Keeping a tight hold on the door, he casts out his foot to scoot the chair over.
"It's futile, Sasuke!" Orochimaru jiggles the door, it opens for a peek, and he sees the scared boy on the other side before it slams shut again. "I will have you!"
That sentence sends chills down Sasuke's spine, but it doesn't deter him from scooting the chair in front of him. If he's going to do this, he'll need to do it fast.
Sasuke takes a deep breath. So far, the door has stayed shut. With more leverage on one hand, he switched his right to the chair while keeping the door closed with left. He hoists the chair underneath to doorknob to keep it stuck.
Orochimaru jiggles the handle, and it doesn't move. Sasuke, who's just realized how wild his heart is beating, releases a breath, relaxes all his muscles, and backs off from the door. His entire body still shakes as he picks up his backpack and runs down the stairs.
His plan is ready for action.
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A/N: Okay, realized I can't keep promises.
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Defective .:Yandere!Itachi x Fem!Reader:. AU
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