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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
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 8
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- 10
A/N There is lot of info dumps in this chapter as it is a timeskip, but I have gone through the original chapter and tried to cut out what isn’t really needed so hopefully it is easier to get through now :)
Ten years had passed and things had changed for the worse ever since Madara and Izuna had gotten the three boys. Itachi and Tobi had both been quiet, sweet little boys at first, but things had begun to change as the years wore on.
Itachi was now fifteen and he was no longer that charming little boy who had followed his uncles everywhere – he hung around a bad group at school, took drugs and was always fighting. He had already had sex with some of the sluttier school students. He had hit Tobi on more than one occasion and was always yelling at his uncles and messing with their emotions.
Tobi – though he had always been a timid boy – was now thirteen and was always begging Madara to let him quit school – he was bullied constantly, even by some of the teachers because of his slight mental retardation. He was terrified of Itachi and preferred to follow either his father or his uncle everywhere.
Sasuke was ten and he loved his family – but he loved his older brother more than anyone. Itachi loved him in return and – as much as Izuna and Madara had tried to raise him to be a kind boy – Itachi was his main influence. Sasuke just wanted to be like his brother and had tried to do everything Itachi did – which included talking back to his uncles and being cruel to Tobi. No one was sure if he was truly aware of what he was doing.
Neither Madara nor Izuna knew what to do. They had tried everything that they could to raise the boys properly, but it seemed that the violence that had witnessed and experienced every day of their young lives was what had led them to be like this – or Itachi, anyway. It had hurt them both to have to look at the cuts on Itachi’s wrists and smell the drugs on his clothes as he walked through the door after school. They knew that nothing they could say or do would stop Itachi from behaving like this.
Izuna was just as depressed as he used to be and had been placed back on suicide watch. Madara felt like he was losing his mind as he continuously tried to pick up the pieces of his shattered family.
-XX-
Izuna and Madara were currently seated in the living room together. Madara was upset by today’s argument with Itachi, and Izuna understood completely – Itachi had said that Madara had done a shit job on raising Izuna, and done an even shittier job on raising Itachi and the other two. Itachi had claimed that Madara used the excuse of being an orphan to have done such a terrible job and that he should’ve killed Izuna when he was a baby so there was one less pathetic human in the world.
“Nii-san, don’t let him get to you like this…” Izuna whispered as he hugged his brother. Even though he was the one doing the comforting, it was obvious that he was about to burst into tears himself. “It’s not your fault that they turned out like this…”
Madara shook his head slowly. His usual positive aura had drained into one of depression but, even so, he was too proud for tears. “It’s not just that… Otouto… I love you so much… Itachi had no right to stay those things about you… It’s not our fault that we were abandoned…”
Izuna smiled softly and kissed Madara’s cheek at these words. He wiped away the tears that were dripping down his chin. “It’s lucky that Hashi-san’s parents took us in, then, right?”
Madara smiled back and nodded. “Yes… But Itachi-kun…”
“Itachi-kun doesn’t know as much about us as he thinks he does.” Izuna smiled sadly, trying to reassure himself as well as his brother. “He’s only trying to rile you up, nii-san, so you have to ignore him. I know that it hurts, Mada-nii...”
Madara wiped unshed tears from his own eyes as he looked at his brother. He hugged Izuna, so distressed that he felt like he was unable to stop himself from crying.
“Izu…” The older Uchiha whispered with a quivering voice. “…Izu, I… I love those boys… No matter what… we have to help Itachi-kun before he ruins his life beyond repair…”
“I know…” Izuna rubbed Madara’s back in an attempt to bring comfort to his brother. He kissed Madara’s cheek and forehead, unused to being the one doing the comforting. He was trying to copy what Madara would do for him. “…I know we do, Mada-nii…”
“…” Madara just closed his eyes and allowed himself to be lost in Izuna’s comforting warmth.
-XX-
Upstairs, Itachi grunted as familiar pain flared through his wrist, but he didn’t removed the knife – he just pushed deeper, creating another cut that would be lost amongst the many others that adorned his wrists.
Sasuke watched as blood dribbled down his brother’s wrist and splattered onto the hardwood floor. He was sitting on the bed and had a scared look on his face. His eyes were half-lidded and he was biting his lip. He had always known that his brother cut and, truth be told, he had tried to copy his big brother, but it had hurt so much when he had done it. Sasuke hated to see Itachi hurting himself.
“Aniki…” Sasuke murmured, not wanting to see his brother have to experience the pain any longer.
“Hn.” Itachi pulled the knife away and placed it down carefully onto the bedside table before grabbing a bandage from underneath the pillow and wrapping it around his two bloody wrists.
“Why do you do that?” Sasuke asked. He frowned before speaking again. “It hurts, nii-san…”
Itachi shook his head and sat down beside his brother, hugging him tightly. “Sasuke, I want you to never, ever copy some of the things that I do, okay? I don’t want you to cut or do drugs like I do.”
Sasuke shook his head and hugged Itachi back. “You didn’t answer my question… Why do you do those things to yourself?”
“…” Itachi sighed before pulling away and standing up, walking to the door. “I’m going to find Tobi and take out some stress, okay? Help me look for him.”
Sasuke frowned before nodding. “Okay…”
With those words spoken, Sasuke hurried past Itachi and to the stairs. Instead of doing as asked, he slipped out of the front door and headed to the park, not wanting to be around when Itachi hurt Tobi. Usually, he would do anything his brother asked of him, but right now, that command seemed wrong in so many ways.
-XX-
A few hours later found Izuna sitting on his folding chair, staring out of the window, lost in thought. He knew that the two Senju brothers were coming over today. It would be any minute before they arrived, so he needed to get some thinking in before they came.
In his hand, Izuna held their latest bill. He knew that there was no way that they could afford to pay it off. Coupled with all of their other bills and payments for the boys’ schools, things were looking grim. Their power had already been shut off many times – the only reason it had been put back on was because the Senju had paid for the bills behind their backs.
To make matters worse, they were still stuck in the same tiny house they had all been stuck in for most of their lives. It wasn’t big enough for all of them – hell it hadn’t even been big enough for Izuna and Madara when it was just the two of them. Every room in the house was tiny; there was only one bedroom that could barely fit Sasuke and Itachi, and one bathroom that worked. Even the living room and dining room was squashy for more than two people.
Izuna remembered how he and Madara used to share the bed at night. They used to snuggle up to each other because it brought them both comfort and relaxation. Izuna had sleeping problems for as long as he could remember, but he had found it easier to sleep in the bed than out in the living room. Maybe it was his terror of the dark or sleeping alone, but it was harder for him to sleep these days.
The kids had made everything change – and certainly not for the better. Even so, Madara and Izuna could never send them away or do anything other than love them – they were the only family that they had left, and the two brothers had learnt from an early age to cling to what was important – and family was their number-one priority.
Izuna was snapped out of his thoughts just moments later by the sight of the familiar car pulling up out the front of the house. He smiled and ran to get the door and greet his two friends happily. The small Uchiha threw the front door open and clasped his hands together, grinning – however, his red puffy eyes gave away that he had been crying not long ago.
“Hello, Izu-kun.” Hashirama smiled sadly as he took note of Izuna’s eyes. He reached out to pet Izuna’s head gently, trying to bring comfort to the young male. “How are you, today?”
“I’m good, Hashi-san.” Izuna replied in a soft tone as he hugged the older Senju before moving onto Tobirama and pulling him into a death-grip, kissing the elder’s cheek affectionately.
Tobirama blushed but allowed Izuna to show his affections – he knew that it was just Izuna’s way of showing his love. The two were already as close as could be – being closer in age than Madara and Hashirama were, they had practically grown up as brothers and had done almost everything together when they weren’t with their own brothers.
Tobirama hugged Izuna back, kissing the smaller male’s cheek gently. He knew that Izuna liked to have his affections returned. They embraced for a little while longer, soaking in the others’ comfort like a security blanket, until footsteps started travelling towards the hallway.
“Hashirama…” Madara came to the door with a deep frown and teary eyes. His voice showed just how stressed he was – it was small, timid and cracking under unimaginable duress that Hashirama just couldn’t relate to. The Uchiha’s voice was far from the loud, confident one that was usually heard laughing with Izuna or the two younger boys.
Hashirama frowned and sidestepped Izuna carefully before pulling the spiky-haired Uchiha into a hug.
“Are you okay, Madara-chan?” Hashirama whispered, reaching up and running his thumb across the younger’s cheek – a sure sign that Madara was depressed was when he referred to the taller male by his given name.
Madara shook his head and buried his face into the Senju’s neck, trying his hardest not to break down. “…It’s Itachi-kun again…”
Hashirama’s frown deepened and he held his friend tighter. “It’s okay, Madara-chan… Shall and I go and have a talk with him?”
Madara nodded. “Please? He won’t listen to us anymore, but… He’s always listened to you, even if it were only somewhat…”
“I know…” Hashirama replied, releasing Madara and heading up the stairs to talk to Itachi. He hoped that he could talk some sense into the boy before he drove his family into insanity.
Hashirama knew that Madara was a lot stronger than he seemed, but it was Izuna and the kids that he was worried about – while Sasuke seemed safe enough, Tobi was usually receiving the brunt of Itachi’s attack and self-loathing, and it only seemed to get worse each day. He worried that one day Tobi would be seriously hurt.
Izuna, however, was falling deeper and deeper into his depression with each day that passed. Always taking Itachi’s cruelty more seriously than he should’ve, it had soon gotten to the point where he had been banned from the kitchen without someone supervising him – Madara had caught him in the bathroom with one of the butcher knives mutilating himself.
Every time that Madara closed his eyes at night ever since that incident, all he could see was his precious baby brother covered in his own blood with lacerations and small stab wounds over every inch of his body, the knife at the his throat, ready to slit.
Yes, Hashirama was deeply concerned for Izuna’s mental health, and Itachi would only be making it all worse.
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