...for a long while and finally, jinchuuriki equals stamina.
He was practically too good to pass up. When they thought about it, it was sad that he didn't have any friends in the world. The life of a jinchuuriki was a very hard one, and many went insane as the years went by.
They stopped when they saw an orange clad boy walking through the streets with his smiling facade up. All he received in return was glares and whispering of "it's the demon child" before the parents hid their children from him.
Hana was starting to have doubts about this and voiced them to Anko. "Anko, are you sure about this, I mean doesn't it look like he has enough trouble in his life as it is?"
Anko just replied with. "We may be doing him a favor, he may never have sex with a girl with his 'condition' ever! So let's do this before he disappears on us" with that they struck.
First Anko flew by him with a chop to his neck making him lose unconsciousness and before he fell to the ground Hana grabbed him. To the general populace he just seemed to disappear. After they got him they left towards Anko's apartment.
They strung him up to the bed by his limbs and got the last knot in place before he woke up.
He woke up with a minor headache and was about to touch his forehead only to find out he couldn't move his hands. He opened his eyes with a start and looked around the room seeing his own situation. He was strapped up to a bed by his limbs, was only in his boxers and there was two other...