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Take Me Away	By : stephfarrow94 Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 1893 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Take Me Away
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
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  The three Uchiha boys had been with the Suzuki family for a month now and things were as bad -- if not worse -- as they were back when they were living with their own family. Itachi was currently laying upstairs in his bed, moaning in pain, while Tobi sat close to him, nursing Sasuke, tears running down his pale face.
Itachi had been raped again. Kyo would force both Tobi and Itachi to pleasure him and Aimi with their hands and mouth, but only Itachi was raped by Kyo. The Suzuki had said that Itachi looked so much like a girl that he didn’t feel as bad as he could’ve otherwise – when Itachi had heard this, he couldn’t help but think that Kyo had already done this to other girls.
Though Aimi had touched Tobi to get him hard enough to fuck her, she realised that Tobi’s barely-developed penis brought her no pleasure. She quickly gave up on that idea, choosing instead to use Tobi’s tongue on her.
However, back in the present time, Kyo and Aimi were downstairs going over some of the pictures and videos they had taken of the boys to sell on the internet. They weren’t expecting a knock on the door.
When Aimi had opened the door, she was shocked to find the woman who had placed the three boys in their care standing on the other side. Instantly, Aimi felt panic overwhelm her – what if the boys were found…?
“Hello!” The woman cheerfully greeted. “I am Natsu, from the Child Protection Services. I’m here to collect the three Uchiha boys that were placed in your care.”
Aimi could’ve died right there on the spot. “…Why…? Aren’t we doing a good enough job…?”
Natsu shook her head. “No, it’s not that – it’s just that we have found a relative to the boys and he is on his way down now to come and collect them.”
Aimi felt her heart racing. They hadn’t been expecting another visit for several weeks… They could never hide the evidence of abuse now! All Aimi could do was try and delay this.
“I’m sorry, but the boys aren’t here right now…” Aimi lied.
“Oh, really?” Natsu frowned, peeking in over the Suzuki’s shoulder. “Why’s that?”
“…They’re out with Kyo…”
“Why is Kyo standing behind you?” Natsu pointed out.
Aimi felt like grabbing this woman and strangling her. Instead, she smiled weakly and turned to face Kyo.
“Oh, honey, you’re back already? I didn’t notice you… How are the boys? Did they like their… ice cream…?”
Kyo raised an eyebrow. “…What…?”
Natsu immediately knew that something was wrong. “I am sorry, but where are the boys? Something is going on. I want to see them. Now.”
Aimi and Kyo looked at each other before fleeing into the living room, grabbing photos and USB sticks. They didn’t check back to see if they had left any behind – which they had – and were soon out of the back door, running.
Natsu hurried to the living room where they had grabbed those things from the coffee table. She reached down and picked up one photo, and she was instantly sicked to see Itachi underneath Kyo, screaming and crying, as Kyo laughed and pushed inside the Uchiha.
Placing the photo back down onto the table, the woman hurried up the stairs, calling out for the boys. It took only minutes for her to arrive at the bedroom the three boys were being kept in. When she opened the door and saw the sight before her, she screamed.
All three boys had been crammed into the one room. Sasuke was in Tobi’s hold while they sat on the bed beside a bloody and bruised, sobbing Itachi.
Tobi looked up at the door with a fearful expression on his face, and Natsu could see the black eye and bloody face that the young Uchiha was sporting.
And Sasuke… was covered from head-to-toe in bruises and his arm in an odd position that had to indicate a break somewhere in the bone.
Oh, those poor children…
-XX-
Uchiha Madara was nervous. He was pacing the waiting room of the CPS headquarters, anxious to know what the delay was – he had received a phone call from a woman named Natsu, explaining that they were going to be late in returning to Headquarters as something had come up.
Madara had been told that it may take a couple of hours before they got back, so he had taken his time in getting a rental car and got some lunch (which he was too anxious to eat). He couldn’t afford to do anything other than go back to the CPS headquarters and wait there, and it was nearing his fourth hour of pacing back and forth.
“Sir…”
Madara looked up at the receptionist who had approached him with concern on her face.
“Sir, maybe you should sit down.” The receptionist said softly. “You seem so worried, but I’m sure that everything will be fine. I doubt that it will be much longer.”
Madara did as suggested, grabbing his face and trying not to cry. To say that he hated his life was an understatement – the only reason he was still holding on was because he had a severely-depressed brother to take care of.
Hearing that Madara’s ex had been killed had come as a surprise to him – his ex-girlfriend had done everything that she could to keep their son away, and she had done such a good job on it, Madara had lost all contact and heard nothing. As much as Madara tried to care about her death, he found it impossible – all she had done was abuse both Madara and his brother.
    But -- like a lot of bad situations -- there was an upside to this news -- Madara was finally allowed to see his son and, on top of that, bring him home along with his two nephews that he also had not met before.
Madara could not wait – this was the best thing to have happened to him in years.
-XX-
Another hour had gone by, and Madara couldn’t help but cry. It was hard for him to have faith after all that he had been through in his life, but the second that a lady begun walking towards him with a clipboard and several notes, he jumped to his feet and closed the distance between them.
“Are you Uchiha Madara?” The woman asked in a soft tone.
Madara nodded. “Yes… I am… A-are you Natsu?”
“That is correct.” The woman smiled sadly before sighing. “I apologise so much for the wait, but… We’ve been at the hospital, Madara-san…”
Madara felt his heart breaking. “…H-hospital…?”
Natsu frowned as she nodded. “Yes… May we talk somewhere private?”
Madara nodded. “Sure.”
The Uchiha was anxious as he followed the woman into her office. She sat down behind a desk, gesturing for Madara to take the seat on the other side.
“Madara-san, I’m afraid I have some horrible news…” Natsu frowned.
Madara grabbed at his long hair, pulling at it in distress. “Are they okay…?”
Natsu sighed. “Madara-san, I… Physically? They’ll heal… Mentally…? Emotionally…? Perhaps they won’t heal…”
Madara scrunched his eyes shut, a few tears leaking past. “…Can I still take them home…?”
“Certainly – by all means!” Natsu reached out and patted Madara’s shoulder in an attempt to bring the man comfort. “It’s just… the boys… were abused… We found that Itachi – your oldest nephew – has been raped… and the other two… We don’t know about sexual abuse, but… definitely physical…”
Madara covered his ears with his hands, instantly remembering memories that he so desperately wished that he could forget.
“Madara-san, I think it would be a good idea to take you in to see them now…” Natsu said softly, trying to distract Madara. “…Perhaps they won’t like it, but… the sooner they meet you, the sooner they’ll get used to you…”
Madara nodded. He stood up and followed the woman down the winding corridors until they stopped at another room. He watched as the woman opened the door slowly and stepped in. He followed Natsu inside, and he was heartbroken to see two older boys on a couch while another worker was sitting on the other side of the room, nursing a baby.
“My god…” Madara whispered, seeing the way that the two older boys flinched and cowered away in terror at the sight of him. “You poor things… Who could… harm… a child…?”
Natsu nodded in agreement before pointing at the oldest-looking boy whom was laying on the couch.
“Madara-san, this is Itachi,” she whispered.   “The boy next to him is your son, Tobi. Baby Sasuke is in Kenji’s arms just across the room.”
Tears slipped down Madara’s cheeks as he surveyed the three children. So bruised and fearful… so much like his brother had been…
“Shall I leave now, Natsu-chan?” The man – Kenji – spoke softly to Natsu.
Natsu nodded. “I’m sure Madara-san would appreciate holding little Sasuke.”
The man smiled softly at the Uchiha. He stood up and sauntered slowly over to them before handing the baby to Madara and leaving.
Madara glanced down at the baby in his arms. Sasuke was staring back at him, onyx eyes half-lidded and his face covered in bruises and cuts. The boy looked unsure – his lip was quivering and small whimpers escaped his lips as he struggled weakly in Madara’s hold.
“Sasuke-kun…” Madara whispered, reaching out to tuck a stray stand of black hair behind Sasuke’s ear. “Wow… You’re so beautiful…”
Madara glanced over at the two children, seeing the way they both sobbed at the sight of Madara holding their little family member. He couldn’t blame them.
“Boys, I’m Madara…” Madara tried to introduce himself to reduce the tension in the room. “…I’m your uncle, Itachi-kun, and Tobi-kun… I am your father… I-I… I’m going to take you all home…”
“Will you hurt us, too…?” The boy Madara knew as Tobi whispered, cowering. “…Everyone always hurts us…”
Madara wiped at tears that escaped his eyes. “…No… Never… I would never hurt a child… I-I… I only want to take care of you all… Take you away from the pain…”
Madara watched as the two older boys glanced at each other.
The one named Itachi was the next to speak – in a quiet, pained whisper. “…It doesn’t matter what you do… The pain will never end… We’ll never trust you… Only give you more reason to hate us… You should just leave us alone so we don’t ruin your life, too…”
“…” Madara looked away, unable to face the two children. He looked back at Sasuke, rubbing the baby’s soft cheek with his thumb. He knew that it would be hard with the older ones, but… Sasuke was so young…
“…Madara-san…?” Natsu could feel the despair wafting from the Uchiha. “Are you okay…?”
  Madara shook his head. “…So much like my baby brother… They can still be salvaged… I know that they can... I can help them…”
“You can’t help us…” Itachi whispered again. “You can’t… We’re beyond help…”
“…” Madara observed the children as memories of his beloved brother flashed before his eyes. Despite them usually bringing only pain to him, this time the memories gave Madara hope. He smiled softly. “No, you’re not… My brother is so much like you two… And I could never give up on him… So I won’t ever give up on you three… I’ll help you all out… I’ll never leave you behind… And I’ll give you the love that you all so desperately need. So please… just have faith in me…”
“…” Neither boy spoke.
“Besides – what kind of uncle would I be if I didn’t try my best to help?” Madara wiped at the tears that were trailing down his cheeks in rivers. “Now with that said – who wants ice cream? My treat.”
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