Summary: Naruto is a teen who is always picked on. What happens when someone takes it too far and rapes him? How will he feel when no ones care?

Author Note: Okay here it is the first chapter re-done. Enjoy.

Naruto's Pov

It all started when I was born apparently, no one cared about me. My parents left me at an orphanage and from there is where my story began. I noticed when I was 4 that kids avoided me at the orphanage, they would say mean things behind my back , freak was one I heard most, but disgusting, outsider, and monster were used a lot also.

I didn't know what I had done, but I started resenting myself, even believing what they said at a point in time. School was no better: in the 3rd grade kids started attacking me during recess and avoiding me like the plague. It only got worse after that, in 5th and 6th grade kids would get in groups just to beat me up. They generally did it as a surprise, so I would never be ready for the attack.

The surprising wasn't always so bad, but it was nerve racking. The kids or the attacks wasn't what I hated, the adults were the ones that made it unbearable at times. I remember once at the orphanage people came to adopt. Every day they came and I wondered why they came so frequently, so I asked a woman. A look of disgust was on her face when I asked, she said it was because no child should be near such an admonition like me. From there I just stayed to myself until school, but they truly became a hell hole.

In the 7th grade they started throwing large rocks at me, scarring my body. I would often try and cover them, so the adults wouldn't see at the orphanage. Often they didn't even care, except Iruka, he was amazing, but soon he got another job offer and left. 8th grade I started doing more to shield myself to no avail.

9th grade was worse, they found out my birthday because a teacher announced it to the class thinking it would lift my spirits. It didn't, and all the bullies and kids that just didn't like me hit me. I remember the threats the orphanage had gotten that day about me, they had to stop using the telephone and told people I got adopted. 10th they almost beat me to death with hockey sticks, and apparently that was the line that the orphanage thought was going "too far", so I was sent to Suna where I met someone just like me. His name was Gaara no Sabaku.

He told me why people hated us. Apparently we had a disease that killed people in the past and only a few were immune to it. The survivors had a mental problem though and a group of them had killed a mass number of people during a peace march. They were kept alive for testing and the victims of lost ones resented them. People had demanded that they be killed but they weren't. This shocked the nations and everyone hated anyone who was associated with the "basket cases" or anyone that was one. Soon they found out how to identify those with the mental illness, some had whiskers; such as myself, or a red mark somewhere on their forehead; Gaara had covered his with a red tattoo, and many other things about themselves.

After that I tried to cover my whiskers but nothing really worked, but Suna wasn't as bad as Konoha. There I made friends at least, and was accepted, but eventually the buzz went down about me being beaten to near death, and I had to return for my 11th grade year, so here I am walking to my last class of the day.

Nothing had really changed at all, I was also running late because some jocks thought it was funny to tie me to the flag pole and hit me with a stick. Stuck in my thoughts I didn't notice someone come up behind me. Before I could react I was being dragged into the bathroom while a hand was over my mouth. When I was in, whoever it was bent me over the sink.

I heard someone else voice say gag him and knew there was more than one. Was this it? Were they finally going to kill me? I started to thrash, my arms and legs flaring as I was gagged and blindfolded and my pants were pulled to my ankles. Realization hit me, I wasn't going to die, they were going to rape me. I started struggling to get free again, but it was no use.

A minute later, I felt something at my entrance and started struggling once again, afraid of what was about to happen. I couldn't believe this was actually going to happen. I knew the school knew I was gay, but no one deserved to have this happen to them, not even me.

Someone shoved into me and I screamed into the gag wanting to get away. I felt like I was being torn in half and the person never gave me time to adjust to the size before moving in and out. It was an agonizing feeling, I felt someone get in front of me and then I felt their appendage trying to go into my mouth, but I refused to open my mouth. This got me a hit in the face with something hard, definitely not a fist; maybe a metal rod. I then felt blood roll down my lip, and I opened my mouth afraid to be hit again and felt his member shove into my mouth and down my throat. I was out of it, but heard the command "suck!" being yelled into my ear, but didn't do anything.

I couldn't believe this was happening, I know they hate me but this was too much for me to take.

"I. Said. Suck!" I could hear the menace in his voice and after a slap across the face I did as I was told. As I came to, the pain of being shoved into was almost unbearable, my legs were buckling but my attacker was holding me up. He was brutal, but had found a quick rhythm, and the way he was entering was hitting at a weird angle that made me uncomfortable. His moans were a sign that he did like it, and I felt disgusted and weak. Tears had started to pour from my eyes soaking the cloth around them.

I could feel blood running down my inner thighs, as I heard the contact of skin against skin mixing with the stench of blood. I being taken advantage of and no one was coming to my aid. Soon I felt warm liquid running down my thighs but it wasn't blood. It was the sperm of my attacker, he had finally climaxed.

My head was then held steady as I was forced to deep-throat the guy in front of me. Soon he came in my mouth and made me swallow it before his grip loosened and I was able to breathe.

"You're a nice little bitch," said the first guy

"He sure is, that little virgin hole was so wonderful." They quickly dressed and left the room leaving me in a heap of blood and semen.

This was it right? My life was gone. They had my pride, my courage, there was nothing left but my virginity, and they'd robbed me of that too. What was I good for now, besides dying.

Regular Pov

After realizing death was not coming Naruto limped out of the bathroom, a bloody mess. He made it all the way to the office and saw two boys sitting in chairs smirking at him. The first one opened his mouth to speak.

"Have a nice time in the bathroom?" They both started laughing as Naruto's face became distorted, barley a whisper he asked, "How do you know about that? It just happened..." He didn't finish as the guy who spoke first got up and walked over to him and whispered into his ear.

"We're the one's that did it dumb ass, but everyone in the school saw it, it was video taped live and they saw you. And guess what they did nothing to help you and no one tried to come save you, but the principle saw it too and called us to her office."He finished talking and licked Naruto's ear.

Naruto couldn't believe it, they were lying, ran into the office looking horrified, he saw Tsunade looking at him.

"Naru—"

"How could you just watch them rape me? I thought you loved me baa-chan!"

"Naruto, there was nothing I could do they just—"

"Just what?" Naruto yelled.

"They will be expelled and reported to the police, that gives you enough time to recover and get adjusted before trials. Naruto what they did, is you know...boys will be boys." She looked down, not even convincing herself. Those boys parents owned half of the school building and donated a lot of money to the school, her hands were tied.

Naruto eyes turned red as he looked at Tsunade, but he turned around, looked at the boys, and attacked . He went for the one sitting closest to him biting his ear almost off before kicking the other in the stomach. He couldn't be stopped, as teachers ran in only to be hit themselves. This was the disease and he had embraced it to come, they deserved to die for what they had done to him.

When he finally came through the two boys were unrecognizable. He stared at them and tears rolled down his face as he looked at the damage he had done. Numerous teachers had been hurt in the process and the office was in total chaos. His eyes turned back to blue and he fainted in the office right next to the two boys.

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