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Re: Sasuke App. Part II.
Things took an instant turn for the worse after their plane flight to the states. Everything seemed to be going fine, until Sasuke was herded into a car at the airport, and Itachi was held behind. Sasuke protested immediately, but the man reassured him it was fine, and that there were documents Itachi still needed to fill out before he could join them, or some other such nonsense that made Sasuke uneasy but trusting the man knew what he was talking about. That was the last time he would ever see his brother.

The world he was pulled into then was not as subversive and horrific as many people imagine. Sasuke was not brought to an old, creepy house in the middle of nowhere, locked in a basement with no windows or tied up in a barren room with no way out. Instead, he was brought to a quiet suburb in which he was walked into a new-looking house, that upon first inspection seemed to be run by a cheerful husband and wife who were foster parents to foreign children. Sasuke didn’t understand at first, and indeed in his first day there he was merely settled in, told he was going to live here for some time, and to make friends with the other children.

It was not until he put up a huge fuss about Itachi that he was finally drawn aside in a less-than-friendly manner and suddenly shown a side of the man he hadn’t seen before – a violent side. After being smacked around painfully, Sasuke was told to keep his mouth shut and behave, or else his parents – and his brother – would be killed. If he tried to run away or tell on anyone, his family would meet the same fate. Sasuke soon found out what his real task would be, and it had nothing to do with the fictitious company the man had made up. Instead, nearly everyday, he was brought downstairs to an unremarkable-looking basement, and forced into sexual situations. Usually in front of camera, with the other children or adults, sometimes off on his own with an adult who had paid a good sum, Sasuke was forced into the child porn industry, with no one to contact and no way out. His fear of the man – now his pimp – making good on his word about killing his family kept him from running, as well as his fear that Itachi was serving the same fate. He couldn’t run away back to Japan and leave his brother behind, even though he had no way of finding Itachi. That, and the knowledge he would have to tell his parents the truth, when they thought they had done the best they could, was too shameful for him to bear. So instead, he bore it quietly, behaving and doing what he was told.

Because of this, Sasuke soon found out that obedience could gain him a few freedoms. Probably in an attempt by the adults to make the household seem as normal as possible, Sasuke was mostly allowed to roam around the house – and after a few months, outside in the neighborhood as long as he didn’t wander too far from watching eyes. When he requested books to learn English, he was given them, and as he grew older he was even given a computer on one Christmas, and always new clothes. He was given a wage for what he did every month, and though he suspected it was nothing compared to the real earnings, he accepted it without complaint. However, he was also introduced to drugs – both by the other children and by adults – and it wasn’t long before he was coaxed into an addiction to pain medication, smart enough to know it was stupid but broken enough not to care, and craved the warm dreaminess that came with it, which helped him forget about the things he was forced to do.