NARUTO
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RUSH
Red eyes glared in mild fascination down at the blond in the grass. Sasuke's gaze tracing Naruto's relaxed features as the blond lay with his arms spread between golden grass – gentle purple flowers blowing about in the wind around his face. In a way, Naruto looked serene. His face was soft and his eyes were closed as he took slow deliberate breaths – he was enjoying himself, Sasuke could tell.
"You, dobe, are an idiot" sighed the Uchiha prodigy, crossing his arms across his chest, a hand shooting up restlessly to adjust the radio around his neck. Probably one of Kakashi's smarter ideas – radios… They worked so much better than flares, or, as Naruto had once resorted too – smoke signals.
Growling uncomfortably, Sasuke threw his head to the side. How much longer was he going to have to wait for his team-mate? Ten minutes –in the raven haired boys opinion- was ten minutes too long to be resting in a field. Let alone a field in the middle of fucking nowhere!
Right now – Sasuke could have strangled Naruto just for the fun of it; he was that bored and that irritated by the delay. His building frustration was certainly not eased by the sudden squeals of the aqua-eyed teenager besides him. "WHAT? I'm no baka! I'm going to be hokage… I'm just taking a break, even the best ninjas need breaks" the blond retorted, scratching at his pinkish cheek with a dull fingernail.
With that Sasuke could take no more. Stomping through the grass, he bent down only to grab the dobe by the neck and haul him to his feet. "No they don't" he hissed, pulling Naruto forwards through the field. Taking stride after stride with the young Uzumaki boy at his heels.
"Mah, what happened to you Sasuke… you used to be cool?"
"Oh you did so not use that line on me" grimaced the Uchiha, gritting his teeth and barging onwards. He didn't even care that he was going so fast that Naruto practically had to run to keep up. All he cared about right now was completing his mission – and not killing Naruto, because (despite how badly he wanted too) Sasuke knew that to slowly and painfully torture his fellow Team 7 member would probably only upset Kakashi-sensei.
See, Sasuke was caring. He cared enough not to piss off his sensei and thus ruin any chance of the silver-haired jounin giving him private training session while the others sat on their fat asses and…
Yeah, Sasuke was caring.
"I'm serious dude, you've changed!" cackled the blonde, rubbing a fist into Sasuke's arm. It was far too much affection for the Uchiha to stomach.
"I . HATE . YOU" he snarled as the blond clapped a wide palm across Sasuke's thin back, gently patting his spine. Why, God why, did the Uzumaki boy have to be so damned happy? Couldn't he just be perpetually miserable like him – the Uchiha Avenger? Was it too much to ask for them both to march meaningfully to their destination, slaughter some opposing shinobi and return to Konohakagure with an honourable victory?
Sometime Sasuke just wanted to quit. But, honestly, who could blame him? He was surrounded by idiots. He had a frequently late and often incoherent silver-haired dog-lover for a sensei, a pink haired moron with a voice like a concrete-saw [1] as a teammate and then… and then there was Naruto. GOD! Why, why the fuck did that old bastard Sarutobi have to put he and Naruto on the same team? Sasuke just couldn't understand.
It was very, very obvious that neither of the two got along. The blond was an annoyance to him! All Naruto ever seemed to do was talk and whine and bitch… let's face it, he seemed to say everything that Sasuke decided not to voice.
Unconsciously, Sasuke gazed to his side. The blue eyed teen had fallen silent – smiling calmly as they walked through the wild lands. In a way Sasuke envied him, Naruto could always daydream but Sasuke had no imagination at all. Naruto said so many gutsy things but Sasuke had always held his tongue. Huffing, a smirk crossed the raven haired boy's face and he turned away.
Damn, sometimes Naruto seemed so…
Sasuke's thoughts were suddenly cut short. The falling form of his companion catching him of guard. With outstretched arms Sasuke slid forward –without even thinking- and gripped the orange jacket of his friend. For the second time in half an hour, Sasuke was hauling Naruto to his feet.
"Did I just make a fool of myself, teme?" [2] questioned the blond, gripping a searing arm. Sasuke's eyes examining the boy from where he held him.
"Absolutely, dobe. Absolutely" [2]
Then he paused, something catching Sasuke's attention as he continued to watch Naruto scratch at his arm. "Jeez, it won't stop itching! I think I've been bitten by something…" he muttered to the Uchiha, swaying and slipping back against Sasuke's chest. The closeness of the two made a thick lump rise in Sasuke's throat. He hated affection, he hated closeness… because he had no idea what to do. "…it, it just won't stop!" woozily grumbled Naruto, his voice filled with an angst that Sasuke had never heard before.
Calmly, the young man removed his teammate's hand from his itchy arm. "It's probably just a bee sting" he said, trying to stand the blond up. Yet Naruto's stockier frame slid down further against Sasuke's, the warm heat of the blond's back rubbing uncomfortably against Sasuke's groin. "Naruto?" he gulped.
"C-can't stand"
Nervously Sasuke grit his teeth, a thousand and one thoughts running through his head. Maybe the dobe was allergic to bees? Or maybe – just maybe, it hadn't been a bee sting at all? Eyes wide with realization, Sasuke turned Naruto's arm towards his own body. Examining the jacket glad arm. How the hell had he been so stupid!? With the blond's hand gone, it was quite evident that something was wrong. A tiny metal barb pointing dangerously from Naruto's arm.
"You've been poisoned" he said calmly to the near delirious Uzumaki. Snarling as he placed the boy's other arm around his neck, making his way from the open field to the shelter of the shrubbery with unimaginably ninja grace. In the shelter of the flora, Sasuke felt safer – both for himself and for Naruto. Now, without the threat of being open to direct attack, the Uchiha found himself gently tapping his microphone. Whispering into it as he tried to find a frequency that worked.
"Kakashi-sensei? Kakashi-sensei?" he droned into the small black neck-wear. Exhaling with relief as he heard his sensei's baritone echo over the speaker.
"Hai, Sasuke" came Kakashi Hatake's voice, the squeal of Sakura heard in the background. It was almost ear-piercing enough to send the birds from their branches at Sasuke's end. And he couldn't help but notice the bushes rustle and the slender green leaves scatter as the caws and twitters of the native feathered organisms climaxed around the heavily breathing blond. Who –much to Sasuke's annoyance- was lying down once again.
"Th…there's a problem. I think Naruto has been poisoned. One minute he was rolling around like the idiot he is in the grass, next thing I know – well – he can barely walk. His breathing is labored now, I don't think he can stand" Sasuke gushed, waiting for a reply. His ears making out the brief discussion between Kakashi and the pinkette kunoichi through the speaker.
"And what –" Kakashi began "- leads you to believe he's poisoned?"
"There was a barb in his arm"
"Oh"
"Yeah. Pointed at the end, small – jagged as well" Sasuke muttered, watching the slow breathing form of Naruto before him. Sasuke's heart slowing as he tried to get his head around just how different the cheerful boy now looked. His face was pained, breathing labored and hot sweat was slowly trickling down his brow.
Again there was a pause, as if Kakashi was thinking of something. "Sasuke, are you in position?"
"Of course"
"Then I think I know what's happened. Listen, a month or so ago there was a rather nasty battle around that area involving two competing bands of rogue ninja – one of which is known to favor poisons. So you're right, Naruto has been poisoned –" Sasuke blanched, he shouldn't have to deal with this. "He's obviously rolled onto a poison barb. It's is old though, probably lost its strength. So, we can probably use a general medical kit to treat him" Kakashi's voice sounded so hopeful.
"But I don't have a medical kit… And you're over half an hour away! I shouldn't have to deal with the idiot dying on me!!" Sasuke hissed, turning slightly away from the blond as he snarled down the microphone to the others.
Why did Kakashi have to pause so much? "I can get there in that time… just keep him alive, Sasuke" came the order, Kakashi's voice cutting short and a brow raising precariously on the Uchiha's face. He was silent, fingers tightening around his radio collar as anger boiled insides him. Suddenly, snarling as he went, Sasuke tore the contraption from his neck – throwing it a Naruto.
"This is by far the worst thing you have ever done to me!"
A/N: [1] A concrete-saw is so freakin' loud. Seriously. At least I think thats what its called. But like most building tools... yeah loud. -_-'
[2] Okay, not that this is important but... I took this line and the one above it from Bert and Ernie (You know, from Sesame Street) Hehe. I love those guys. They remind me of Sasuke and Naruto. Naruto is the easy, fun loving Ernie and Sasuke is the jerky, bothersome Bert!!
A/N: Well, this was meant to be a oneshot... but now its considerably longer. DAMN YOU PLOT BUNNY~! Eh, god, I just about cried writting this. Like, originally I was going to have Naruto be bit by a spider but I can't do that right now. My dog has been bitten by one and I'm still in shock.
This is the first part of a request that I should have done long long ago! I'm so sorry!! I haven't been putting my heart into FF lately, now I'm just getting back into it. Thanks, oddly enough, to a fight with my younger sister when she told me she'd read some of my fics - which scares me because I write yaoi and I think she's WAY too young to know that I write that kinda dirty lemony goodness.
Yep, okay so this is for kkmaree~! I hope you do enjoy it - I suppose it's my first NaruSasu. How enjoyable!! =D