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This is Not a Game [Complete]	By : JaydenNara Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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I'm a little late getting this up, I do apologize. It's a little shorter than recent chapters, and I'll be honest, I'm having difficulty getting chapters done. Slight case of writers block I think.

End of the Line

"Speak," Tsunade barked by way of a greeting as she answered the phone.

"They are moving out," came Gaara's monotone voice through the speaker. Every person in the room stiffened at the news. "I can only assume they found them, though I must say I'm surprised."

"We received a call from Gai's team ten minutes ago saying Sasuke was out of the school and hiding somewhere in the neighbourhood but they couldn't find him," Tsunade informed him. "Perhaps they are giving up?"

"Tsunade-sama!" Shizune yelled franticly, bursting into the room for the twentieth time. "We just received word from Genma's team that Sasuke was carried into the school by an unknown person with blue hair, non military as far as they can tell." Her eyes darted around the room, taking in the different reactions. Itachi's was the strangest as he sat up straighter, eyes narrowing, she could almost see the gears turning. "They want permission to move in," she finished, seeking out the Hokage's golden gaze.

"Granted."

"Tsunade, there are civilians..." Shikaku began, but was cut off by an angry glare from the blond and the redhead.

"I don't care, do it now," Tsunade ordered, pointing Shizune to the door. The youngest Uzumaki was her responsibility, the brat meant more to her than he would ever know.

"Kisame..." Itachi hissed under his breath. It was hard to believe that Kisame would stoop so low as to use Sasuke against Itachi, but the Uchiha knew that if Kisame was desperate enough, the man would involve himself to get whatever he wanted. What he wanted wasn't clear, but it would seem to be Itachi and the power that came with the Uchiha name.

"Your ex?" Kyuubi asked cautiously.

"The only reason he would ever help Orochimaru is if..." the raven started, but was cut off by his lover.

"He wants you."

"They're moving out, I can hear them." Gaara's voice echoed through the room.

"Kiba," barked the Hokage. "Mobilize a tracking team now! Shikamaru, get the info from Kyuubi on Naruto's tracker."

"Already got it," the genius muttered, fiddling with Kyuubi's phone even as his boyfriend leapt out of his seat and sprinted from the room, pulling his cell out as he ran.

Kyuubi had finally reached his limit, and snapped spectacularly. "Take this fucking thing off of me!" he shouted, jumping to his feet. The chair clattered noisily to the floor, dragging behind him, still attached to his arm. "You can't keep me here," he growled. "I need to go after my brother. I swore I would never let that sick fuck lay his hands on him again." He jerked his restrained arm forward, the chair slamming into the large desk. "Take it off now."

"Uzumaki, sit!" the blonde ordered angrily, her chest contracting painfully at the desperation in the redheads' eyes. She didn't have the time or patience to deal with the hot headed agents' attitude. "You are not helping the..."

"Shut the fuck up you old hag!" Kyuubi snarled.

Silence rang through the room, the occupants shocked at the agents' defiance. Never before had Kyuubi lost his temper with Tsunade, or anyone for that matter, and this was well beyond that. Kyuubi had just questioned the Hokage's authority, and that could not be tolerated.

"You should have let me go in the first place," Kyuubi continued to shout, shaking with barely contained rage. "He's my brother, I know how he thinks. You're wasting my time, and failing to help my brothers. Every second I sit here, the closer Naruto and Sasuke are to disappearing. I will not lose my brother again, not after I just got him back, and I sure as hell don't want my family torn apart again, not after everything we've been through."

"Kakashi, Shikaku, please escort agent Uzumaki to lock-up," Tsunade ordered, her golden gaze and words holding firm despite her internal struggle. She knew where Kyuubi was coming from, but she could not allow Kyuubi's insubordination. The two agents moved forward and seized the redhead. "I have taken most of the shit you and your brother have put me through in the past," she said in a low voice, leaning forward and meeting Kyuubi's glare. "But I am your commanding officer, and as such, you do not tell me to shut up, nor do you berate at me in front of my men."

The Uzumaki opened his mouth to protest, struggling against the men restraining him, but a light hand on his arm stilled him.

"Kyuubi..." whispered Itachi, dark eyes burning into his lovers. "Stop."

"Itachi, I..." The tan agent felt the remorse for his words and actions weigh heavily on his heart. "I'm sorry," he whispered desperately, eyes pleading for the Uchiha to understand. He was anxious to help their brothers – their family – but he had let his anger and fear get the better of him, and now he was paying the price.

Itachi wasn't even given the chance to respond to the urgent plea as Kyuubi was dragged off. The loud protests of the redhead echoed through the corridor as he was led to a holding cell.

Face pressed to the polished floor of the school hallway, Sasuke winced as his arms were roughly bound behind his back. He watched Naruto hauled to his feet by his hair before two men seized either arm and led him off down the hall, a gun pressed to his back. Suddenly the ground was gone as the Uchiha wasn't even given the option to walk. Slung over another agents shoulder, the raven was carried out the front door and tossed into the back of a large armoured truck.

Naruto landed heavily on the cold metal floor beside the younger teen, and watched as the raven curled into a ball, the sight causing his heart to ache almost as if it stopped. They were caught, and he was helpless to do anything about it. He'd done everything he could, but it wasn't enough, and now Sasuke would be forced to pay for his mistakes. The only hope was that Kyuubi, and the rest of LEAF could find them in time. He didn't want Sasuke to experience the horrors he knew were coming.

The silence in the back of the truck was deafening, and Naruto was worried. The Uchiha had yet to move since he initially curled into his protective ball, or even make a noise. The only reprieve the blond had was the slow steady breathing of the other, proving the teen was alive, but whether he was conscious or not, the Uzumaki didn't know.

"Sasuke," the agent called softly, though loud enough to be heard over the engine. "Are you okay?" he asked in concern. "They didn't hurt you did they?"

The pale body stirred, shifting slowly until the teen was sitting, leaning back against the wall of the truck. Naruto shivered. The onyx eyes were cold and dead matching the blank mask the Uchiha had already put in place, determined not to show weakness.

"S'uke," the blond murmured, struggling to his knees and shuffling across the floor. He straddled the younger boys' legs, and sat back on the others' thighs, resting their foreheads together, while trying to provide some sort of comfort. "I'm sorry," he whispered earnestly, meeting Sasuke's cold stare. "I should have done a better job protecting you."

The younger teen shook his head, his forehead rubbing against the blonds'. "It's not your fault," he whispered, no trace of doubt to be found in his words. The Uchiha tilted his head to the side and leaned forward until he rested his cheek on the broad shoulder in front of him. "What's going to happen to us?" he asked, trying hard to keep his voice even.

Naruto nuzzled his boyfriend, and placed a tender kiss on a pale cheek in an attempt to comfort the boy, unable to draw him into his arms. "I don't know," the agent answered truthfully, following the others' example and resting his own head on his lovers. He could imagine the different outcomes, but in all honesty, he didn't have the faintest idea as to what Orochimaru's true intentions were.

One observation the LEAF agent had taken away from the actions against them so far was that while they were rough with him, Sasuke was treated more gently, almost as if they were afraid to damage him. The snake bastard liked pretty things, so Naruto's belief was that Orochimaru just wanted the Uchiha for the sake of having an Uchiha. If that was the case, Sasuke would be safe for the time being; thankfully the crime lord wasn't interested in men.

"We're going to die, aren't we?" The question was so blunt, and straightforward that it made the blond smile in admiration at the boys' moxy.

"You want to hear the story behind my tattoo?" he asked in an attempt to distract the youth from their current desolate circumstances. He could feel Sasuke scowl against his neck, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Sasuke's eyebrow twitched in what Naruto was sure was irritation at the low rumbling laughter. "Idiot," muttered the Uchiha, but the familiarity warmed his heart, and he didn't feel quite as frightened.

"I'll take that as a yes," the blond said with a smile, giving the teen an Eskimo kiss. He then proceeded to ramble away about the day he got his tattoo. "Shortly after my father died, Kyuubi and I were charged with going through his office at LEAF to recover any personal items we may find and want to hold on to."

"That had to be tough," the raven commented quietly, playing along with his boyfriends attempt to keep his mind occupied.

"Yeah, it was," Naruto agreed. "But it needed to be done. Anyway, while we were digging through his belongings we came across a picture of our mom and dad together at the beach. They couldn't have been more than twenty when it was taken, and while usually one would find it disturbing to see their mother in a skimpy bikini, I wasn't."

"Perv."

"Shut it brat," the agent grumbled, fighting a shiver at the disturbing thought of looking at his mother in a sexual way. "I was looking at the tattoo on her stomach," he said defensively. "I recognized it as something my dad used to draw when he was spacing out at work, or home, and now I knew where it came from.

"So you took it and replicated it on yourself?" Sasuke asked, genuinely interested. It wasn't everyday you heard your boyfriends' tattoo was some sort of memorial.

"I figured it'd be a good way to honour my parents," explained the blond. "Almost as if I was carrying a part of them with me. So I snuck out one night and went to a local tattoo parlour in the downtown core where they don't really give a fuck if you're underage as long as you don't rat them out."

Sasuke snorted, picturing his blond surfer boy moron in a dingy run down dirty tattoo shop with an equally grubby tattoo artist.

A large grin spread over the Uzumaki's face at the short laugh, pleased that his tactic to engross the boy in anything but the present was working. "It wasn't until later that I found out the design was something my father created specifically for her," he continued. "It was modelled after some sort of ancient seal that was supposed to seal Kyuubi no Yoko in his human host." He started snickering quietly. "Which is why my brother was named after the demon," he finished, struggling not to burst into loud obnoxious laughter.

"Your brothers' name was partly an inside joke?" the raven asked incredulously. He could feel the older teen nod vigorously, and knew if he looked up he'd see the usual stupid grin stretched over the tan face. The thought was comforting.

"Speaking of my brother," Naruto said finally, his very manly giggles finally dying down. "He was beyond furious when I came home that night. It takes a lot to piss Kyuu off, and I mean a lot. You could burn the apartment down and he wouldn't be too angry as long as you were unharmed, but when it comes to someone he cares for deeply and their well being, you better believe he will lose it."

The blond continued his story, rambling away as if they didn't have a care in the world as they bounced around in the back of the vehicle from the occasional pot hole or bump. So caught up in Naruto's tale of his self inflicted pain, and just how angry Kyuubi was with him, Sasuke forgot for the moment that they were bound in the back of a truck heading for their doom.

Suddenly the vehicle stopped. There was the slamming of doors, and footsteps crunching on gravel, nearing the back of the truck. "Sasuke," Naruto whispered urgently, his lips pressed to Sasuke's ear. The footsteps drew closer and closer. "Whatever you do, hold on to the necklace I gave you. Under no circumstances do you hand it over to these men, do you understand? Do whatever it takes to keep it on your person."

The younger boy nodded, his confusion clearly visible in the dark questioning eyes. He'd failed to follow his boyfriends' instructions earlier, and now they were in a situation that was clearly over their heads. This time he wouldn't fail, no matter what, but he had to know. "Why?"

"It's..." but the blond didn't get to finish as the door was thrown open, bright sunlight pouring into the dark makeshift cell, blinding the two teens. Naruto was grabbed roughly and hauled from the truck, a black bag pulled over his head, cutting off his sight again in the attempt to withhold their location from him. He mentally cursed their forethought.

Sasuke was dealt with in much the same manner, except more gently, the SOUND agents careful not to harm the boy in anyway, not even a bruise. The teen kicked and struggled blindly against his captors as he was dragged over the rocky terrain, trying desperately to free himself. "Let me go," he cried angrily, cursing and yelling at the men as he flailed in their hold.

"Sasuke, quiet," Naruto ordered, and the raven immediately fell silent.

The men towed the blind and bound teens into the hideout, guiding them down a series of twisting hallways. The tell tale sound of a heavy metal door opening met the boys ears, and they were each shoved into a chair, rough cords binding them to their seats. Taking extra precautions, Orochimaru's men went so far as to use the added safety of chains to secure the blond LEAF agent.

No words were spoken as the men worked, and they left the room just as silently, leaving the teens to themselves. The sound of a heavy lock clicking into place with finality sent both teens hearts plummeting.

"Naruto," Sasuke called out, his voice sounding small, even to his own ears. He was afraid he'd been separated from his only comfort in this nightmare. The small body trembled in the restraints, Sasuke's head jerking from side to side as if he would suddenly be able to see.

Hearing the tremble in his boyfriends' voice made the blond teen want to cry. "I'm here S'uke," he answered, trying to soothe the boy with his voice. "I'm here, baby. Be strong for me, okay? Things are going to get real, and I need you to keep it together, show me the strong proud Uchiha I know and love."

Led by two armed guards, Itachi made his way to the cell where Kyuubi was being kept. In his opinion, the two semi-automatic rifles were a bit over the top, but it wasn't his place to comment. Procedure was mandatory.

The man with what could almost be considered a dark brunet afro of spikes stopped at cell four and turned to the stoic raven following him. "Do you want to just stay with him until he's released?" he asked. "It's not protocol, but seeing as he's your, I guess, bodyguard and all, I don't think Tsunade would mind." He reached over and slid open the small viewing window built into the door.

Stepping up and peering through the small window set in the reinforced steel door, the raven haired man watched his lover.

Kyuubi sat on the cot in his cell, cheek resting on his knees that were drawn up to his chest, arms wrapped around them. Bright blue eyes were shut, facing away from the only door as he contemplated the current situation.

While Kyuubi could understand why Tsunade had thrown him in lockup, it didn't mean the redhead was happy about it, but he knew where she was coming from. The first twenty minutes of being trapped in the windowless six by six cell consisted of pounding on the door and screaming for his release regardless of the fact the room was sound proof. He told himself the only reason he bothered trying was because the guards on duty were his friends, and they could hear the thumps. But he knew it was futile, they wouldn't risk being dragged down with him.

"He'll probably be out in less than half an hour anyway," the man's partner chimed in from behind.

Snapping the window shut, he turned to regard the other brunet behind him who had several fringes of hair sticking out from underneath a bandana, including one covering his right eye. "That would be acceptable," Itachi said with a brisk nod, keeping the conversation purely business like.

"Bang on the door three times if you need out," the first guard said, unlocking the door and pulling it open. He waved Itachi forward.

Kyuubi didn't move when he heard the door open, choosing instead to continue to stare at the back of his eyelids. Soft footsteps signified the arrival of a second body in the room, and the door was shut behind them, a surprising move on LEAF's part.

"Kyuu..."

The LEAF agent was on his feet in seconds, the raven now in the cell with him unable to finish his sentence was forced to take a startled step backwards. "I'm sorry 'Tachi," Kyuubi pleaded again, his azure eyes heavy with grief and sorrow. "I'm sorry I couldn't protect them." He whirled around, facing away from the silent Uchiha. "Fuck!" he angrily screamed, flipping over the cot. He collapsed against the wall, hands balling into fists beside his head resting on the cool concrete. "I'm sorry," he repeated, one fist rising only to slam back down against the wall.

Through the entire ordeal was shocking, Itachi didn't even flinch, letting the redhead release the fury that had built up in his system. He could understand why the Uzumaki was angry, and knew he needed to vent if the earlier almost violent explosion directed at his superior was anything to go by. When he was sure the older man was finished, he swiftly crossed the distance of the cell to Kyuubi's side and placed a pale hand on the heaving shoulder. ""I don't blame you, Kyuu," he stated calmly.

"How can you not?" The hand fell away as the agent spun around, facing the raven observing him coolly. "Sasuke is like my little brother, Itachi," the redhead tried to explain, leaning back against the wall again, his head falling back to stare at the grey ceiling. "I should have been looking out for him more, not so wrapped up in just you. Even if you don't blame me, I blame myself."

The corners of the Uchiha's lips turned up, even if only slightly. "I wasn't sure I heard you correctly earlier," he said, thinking back to less than an hour ago when the redhead had been yelling at the buxom blonde in the circular office.

Curious, Kyuubi cocked an eyebrow.

"You really did say brothers, not brother," the raven murmured almost as if to himself. "I thought I was just hearing things, but I suppose it makes sense. I think of Naruto as my brother too, even if he defiled my precious baby brother."

Silence rang through the small confined room.

Sighing, Kyuubi pushed off the cement wall behind him, a flash of silver catching his eye. The Uzumaki swirl hung casually around Itachi's neck as if it had always been there – as if it were meant to be there. Reaching forward, the Uzumaki fingered the family heirloom lightly between his thumb and forefinger, a small smile gracing his lips. "Never take this off, 'Tachi," he requested, catching the dark onyx eyes with his own. "Never.

Important: I have a poll on my ff profile page, please go vote, it pertains to the completion of this story.

Some people have also expressed their great dislike in the fact I will be using anal penetration as part of torture. To help those who are against it, I will be putting a warning into the chapter of where it starts, and where it ends. I'm not making it too graphic though, it mostly focusing on the emotions of the one who has to watch, which you know from the prologue the witness is Sasuke.

I hope you did enjoy this chapter even though it was short. As I said, I'm having a really hard time getting the chapters done... Any inspiration or ideas would be welcome.

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