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NARUTO: 16 SASUKE: 17 GAARA: 18 ITACHI: 20 EVEN THOUGH THE LAST TWO AREN'T IN THIS CHAPTER.

WELL GUESS THAT PARTS OVER. TELL ME IF I LEFT ANYTHING OUT. ONTO THE STORY THEN!

-WAIT, WAIT, WAIT. I DID DO SOME REVISING ON THIS CHAPA SO IF YOU HAVE A FEW WTF?'S IN YOUR HEAD AS YOU READ, DAT BE DA REASON...ON WIT DA STORY

CHAPTER 1: INSOLENCE

Pain and fear are great motivators although not everyone is moved by them. Is it their resolve and self-respect that forces them otherwise? Is it the sense that they couldn't live with themselves after submitting to such a person who would deem the methods necessary? Naruto Uzumaki was once one of these free thinkers. He feared nothing, had everything he wanted, and that which he didn't he'd soon find after discovering its importance to him. He was a humorous and kind of pirate. He roamed the galaxy in bliss with his friends searching for adventure and blunder. That is…until he met him.

"Naruto come-on! They're boarding the ship!" a white haired man said to his blonde burden. "I can't leave them!" the boy would retort unaware of the consequences. "No you idiot! You'll screw us all over! Dammit get back here!"

The boy ignored the warning and ran off into a sea of flame. The once blue and bright walls of the ship one blonde would've once called home were now illuminated with orange and red flames brought by an opposing vessel.

"Naruto!"

he shouted chasing after him. Naruto was aimlessly trying to save survivors, as was his selfless nature. Many unfortunate people had blacked out or fallen unconscious in the sudden attack. after a while he made it to a room with an unconscious brown haired boy with red tattoos of canines on both his cheeks. "Kiba" the blonde screamed over the noise of the ship. The ceiling seemed to be caving in and the door was blocked by fallen metal stakes.

He didn't have much time. Naruto pushed them aside and ran in to grab him. Kiba made a few noises of consciousness and looked up slowly as Naruto struggled to lift his heavy ass.

His eyes were heavy one could barely tell if he was even alive anymore. His body was covered in bruises and burned marks and his face was dark, from all the smoke that settled on his face. Naruto slowly came out of the room with Kiba in his arms and made it to the hallways leading to the direction he had ran from. Naruto started to think they may not make it. he was moving at a dying snails pace. Then to boy the boys benifit a tall white haired man appeared out of the fire in front of them.

"Kakashi!" Naruto said in relief. "Naruto are you ok?" the pale-haired man asked as he looked down at his unconscious passenger. "How's Kiba?" "Fine" Naruto came "but we need to get him to a hospital or how about just find a way out've here!" the blonde shouted over the noise of the exploding ship.

"I think there's still an escape pod on this side of the bay follow me I'll carry Kiba." The taller man finished and grabbed the unconscious boy throwing him over his shoulder. Together they raced out of the fire to an emergency escape room not far from their location. The fire in there was not as severe as the rest of the ship. "in here" Kakashi motioned to the left of the room. There was only one escape pod left. They ran down and placed Kiba's still slightly unconscious body in the white-walled roomy pod and strapped him in. Kakashi was strapping himself in and called Naruto over who was disabling the tracking system. Naruto was just about to follow when the door to the emergency room blew open and gun shots reined in. Naruto was far from the pods and ducked down below the computer he was working at. To get over to his friends without getting killed or endangering them…did not seem likely in the least and he knew the fates of those who are captured by the swore under his breath. The Uchihas. they enslave everyone that they capture.

"Why do i have to be the fuckin good guy?" he was angry at the circumstances. it was like god wanted entertainment so he told Naruto to be a good boy and disable the tracking system. all the while being a mental GP-fucking-S for the assholes trying to kill him.You dink dis is funny?! he thought in rage at the sky letting karma do dis to me?!. "NARUTO?!" Kakashi's shouting called him out of his trance. He looked over at Kakashi and backup at the control system and quickly started initiating the emergency eject protocal.

"NARUTO DON'T YOU FUCKING DARE IT!" kakashi Screamed knowing what he was doing. But right before he could unbuckle and rush over, Naruto punched the eject button and the pod doors flashed shut and the vessel shot off into space starting it's auto- hyper jump.

"That friggin idiot!" he shouted.

COMPUTER: "initiating hyper jump.

"No, no, no, no, no-stop you piece of crap!"

*hyperspace*

"Hands up!" Naruto heard one of the men in cyber suits call into the smoky room. He saw his friends escape through the window. They were safe. He felt good about that at least. But now he wasn't. "Shit" he whispered to himself. "I said hands up!" he shouted into the smoke filled room. If they hadn't shot in there so abruptly maybe they'd be able to see." hey guys" he said playfully trying futily to make peace with the intruders

"Lets talk this out eh? how bout over a bottle of vodka huh, my treat". there was a silence and It seemed the man in charge was about to foolishly take the offer and a as he lowered his gun a few of his men trotted forward when an array of lasers came flying out dropping two off them.

"I'm not afraid to plant one in any of you mothafuckas!" Naruto shouted realizing he'd hit a few. Learned that trick from Kiba, he thought to himself. Naruto was preety good at. But not so much the opponents didn't shoot back.. After a second a voice came through his head. "Hey Naruto!" it said as if it was right there with him. He shook his head to rid himself of the confusion "Naruto!" it came again. What the hell was that voice? "NARUTO WAKE UP!"

"What the." Naruto shook his head and the vision of the dynamic violence faded. He was in a kitchen filled with dozens of others. Everyone was either cleaning or working.

He looked down. "Ah. Right. Sorry." He said in a low voice. He had a plate in his hand. Sasuke's plate. He was getting food. His master's food to be specific. After the attack the remaining survivors were enslaved. Most just became simple work and cleaning slaves but not the blonde, no. He was the Uchiha's personal slave. Dark thoughts filled his head as the man who woke him from his flashback placed food on the plate he was holding. It was very nice and fancy. The food was of the most divine creation if a man could come near to such a claim.

The head chef was shouting at slaves that weren't 'doing it right' Naruto didn't want any of the attention as his master would undoubtedly retaliate harshly at this embarrassment of his lack of respect for his so called 'superiors'. He had a mouth on him but this wasn't the place or time to test it out anyway. After his food was on his plate he proceeded to leave the room.

"Wait, Naruto." The boy started. "You ok?" "Yeah" he didn't seem convinced "you sure." He came again "just another flash back." Naruto stated. "Ah I see." The boy looked down but realized he truly had no time to contemplate over it or start a conversation on the thought anyway. The chef was practically cleaning house the way he went from slave to slave screwing with people's emotions. "Lot of hungry a-holes out there" Naruto said

"Don't wanna keep ya." They smiled at each other as he walked off through the doors into a bright and beautiful feasting room. He was here with or rather in service of Sasuke. They were at a celebration for some rich guy's daughter. She reached the age where she could have her first slave. Sasuke was the guest of honor as he was a Uchiha and one of the most revered ruler in the system. He of course brought his slave with him for the pleasures he'd enjoy in his hotel room before and after the party. The bastard loved to keep his most illustrious looking slave with him at all times. Sure it took three hours and five guards, and a crap load of apparently breakable Tasers to get Naruto in the transport ship and forcibly buckled but the blonde would submit in time. He was sure of it. All the people attending had their own personal servant with them to get what they needed when the lazy asses needed it.

In Naruto's case it was food. There were three very long tables in the yellow-lit ball room and Naruto narrowed down to where the raven was sitting. Once he saw him he moved over. The raven was enjoying a humorous conversation with other slavers about the funny moments they've had with them. When Sasuke saw Naruto come over he motioned for him to bring his food to him. "Here you are." He said sarcastically. "Fresh out of the trash can for your poisonous rat teeth." The surrounding listeners went dead silent. Sasuke seemed unfazed.

He grabbed his silverware knife, which was quite sharp by the way, and jabbed Naruto in the stomach with it. Naruto grabbed his stomach and fell to his knees, his eyebrows furred at feeling the pain. The blood of the wound was quickly becoming visible through the apron he was wearing. Sasuke lifted his plate, expression still unfazed, and slammed it into Naruto's lowered face. Food flew all over him. "Then I suggest you gather the food from the kitchen next time." Naruto grabbed the table with one free hand to help himself up and he heard Sasuke whisper. "We'll speak of this later" He knew what he meant by that. His heart dropped even lower after comprehending it. Like hell they would. He was just stabbed in the stomach. And not only did the surrounding people do nothing about it, but now he's saying that's not even the punishment? Sure he was a slave but he was a person too. Dammit a bleeding person. Let's call a medic, nah he's a slave he'll be fine. That's how the a-holes probably thought too. He'd get his master back alright. One way or another. After using his slightly bloody apron to wipe his face he slowly walked back to the kitchen. Taking a second to look back angrily at his master, whose cold eyes merely stared back at him before turning to continue the conversation as if nothing had just happened? He reached the double doors and received a few questioning and surprised glances.

"They didn't like it." he said humorously to the acquired audience. They if anything were happy that Naruto came. He was the most amusing and heart lightening smart ass they'd ever seen. This slave had some backbone. There were several chuckles and laughs before the chef showed up in all his fat glory this guy's outta shape Naruto thought.

"Anything you'd like to say?" the fat man started "Yeah, use the actual recipe next time." He spat with his eyebrow raised. The only person he'd be forced to deal with was the Bastard who gave him the bleeding stomach.

"How dare you!?" Naruto heard the chef say before tuning him out as the man ranted in a foreign language. "He looked down at his friend who had a small smirk on his face. His name was Shikamaru and he was THE laziest individual in the entire room…or building…or dammit the universe. But Naruto's sudden desire to make a scene caught his interest yet again. "Give the man his food!" the chef said practically throwing a new plate of the same food at him again. "And don't fall on it this time!" he shouted angrily.

"I can't help if the food is as shitty as the man who makes it's diet…" a vein poped up on the chef temple and he quickly turn to Naruto with eyes of fire who was smirking one of those 'did I hit a nerve?' type looks.

"It's all a matter of the person's opinion who eats it." he started seeming to want the chef to go overboard. The servants who hadn't seen anything like this stared a Naruto with astonishment. "Daaaaahhhhhh!" the chef roared as he chased the not nearly innocent Naruto out of the Kitchen into the open. Naruto thought the idiot would stop there but he kept on charging like a furious bull that couldn't be tamed. Naruto ran up to a group of the visitors who looked quite wealthy and quickly patted one of the men on the shoulder. The second he turned to face him Naruto placed the plate of food in his hand

"Hold this for me pal-thanks" and sped off. "what in the hell?" the offended man got out before he looked up and saw a furious chef racing on all fours at least forty miles an hour in his direction. Naruto looked back to see a handful of visitors fly in the air and hit the unforgiving floor. That inevitably brought the entire cafeteria into full on panic. All the calm noise transformed into a chaotic screaming session as if a wild animal was actually in the room. This was more than amusing for many of the servants that knew Naruto and those who'd soon know his name.

"I'll get you, you little shit-head! The chef got out in a furious demonic voice picking up speed as he continued to crash through tables.

"Haaaahhhahaahaa!" Naruto laughed uncontrollably as he hopped tables and dashed down rows of people avoiding the monster. He eventually jumped onto the long table and could see Sasuke down the row looking around for Naruto in the screaming frenzy of running people. He felt himself fly up when the massive chef launched onto the other side of the table. He landed on his foot and one knee. He looked back at the fat man getting situated on the table. He looked up at Naruto and blew steam out his nose with one rough exhale and took off towards him. Naruto ran down the table and came right next to Sasuke. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as he and his master made perfect eye-contact.

Sasuke's eyes actually widened for the first time in a long time. He was going to kill him for this. Naruto was smiling his ass off at him. Naruto winked and Sasuke saw a sparkle in his eye as Naruto kicked a plate of food up, landing perfectly in his Sasuke's face. His head arching back from the sudden collision. Splat! And everything sped up from slow motion as the chef and Naruto flew passed the confused spectators. "Sasuke's gonna be pissed" Naruto said laughing. He saw the end of the table coming up and knew exactly what to do: He flipped from his feet to his back sliding across the table knocking off countless pricy dishes as if he and the chef hadn't been doing that this entire spectacle.

Once he reached the edge and his body flew off the table he threw his hands back and caught the ends of the table bringing him to an abrupt stop. The chef however soared over him straight into the wall. Leaving a huge crack and a face imprint where he collided.

The blonde rose up from his awkward position to observe his masterpiece of a disaster. He turned to view the ruined party. Everyone was clearing the room. Scrambling like ants the little bastards were. Naruto looked to his companions.

They cheered him on. Calling and laughing in happiness after witnessing his great achievement. And if achievement were a state of catastrophe…then that last statement would make sense. He waved at his newly acquired fans as he walked for the door. He opened it and looked back to the room he'd successfully destroyed. He looked far down the room to the host of the party and his daughter, and then down to his left at the currently unconscious chef in all his humiliating misery. He was about to walk through the doors and wait at the ship when he realized there was one individual he didn't account for. A knife hit the door he opened shaking in its abrupt stop. The boy surveyed the amazing item. It was very close to his head. His eyes widen with realization and he looks to see how such a dangerous item came to him in such a life threatening way. The roaming eyes stop at a tremendously furious raven with white cake seemingly plastered onto his face and assorted foods all over his clothes. He was so hot in anger the cake seemed to harden from being cooked by his fiery rage. Naruto could've sworn he'd seen steam lift off from him. But now, however, was not the particular time to think about it. He looked over at his fellow servants whose masters were furiously questioning them, in which he could see, though it was distant, that they were pointing at him.

"I saw that coming." He muttered in slight irritation. Sasuke was just about to march over to his slave and prove to him that hell is heaven compared to his current rage, but it appeared that the party host along with the countless remaining attendants decided to do the same.

Except they were walking to Sasuke. After all Naruto was his slave. It was going to be a long night. Naruto smirked at the final sight of seeing the slaver get confronted and pounced on by a small mob of unhappy, to say the least, party guest before walking through the door and shutting it behind him to seal the Uchiha's fate.

WELL THERE BE THY CHAPTER OF ONES KIND OF SHORT BUT ILL LENGTHEN THEM UP FROM HERE ON….. WHAT CHAPTER TWO? OH YEAH LEMME GET ON THAT…