A/N: Kon'nichiwa minna-chan! Errm... don't kill me or anything but I started a new fanfiction(as you can tell). Now please do not get upset but I am tired of reading all of these angst stories of Sasuke this and Sakura that, so I decided to write one where Naruto is the one in trouble. Sorry if you don't like it. Now I am going to clarify something right now. This is a YAOI fanfiction. This means that there is reference to gay partnership! If you do not like it do not read it. I will not tolerate any pairing bashing that I decide on. As always, flames are welcome, (I've nothing to keep my fire going since My subscription to "World News" stopped coming when the world realized how fake it was, though I hear it is still strong in Neverland.)
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto (Though I do own numerous posters and a Gaara plushie!) nor do I own Golden Slumbers sung by Peter Frampton as seen in Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band Movie.
Enjoy.
A young blonde haired shinobi with startling blue eyes was training. He was upset and this is what he would always do. He had just come from a doctor's appointment with the Hokage, Tsunade. He had not been feeling well and was very pale when he returned from a very low ranked mission. Tsunade noticed this and was concerned. So she had him examined then and there. What she found was not to her liking at all.
The young ninja was beating a tree to shreds. He was crying profusely. 'Why in Kami's name, did this have to happen to me? Why now, just when things were looking good. Am I not allowed to be happy? Not even once?' At this he had collapsed, blinded by tears. He didn't notice that Tsunade had come up behind him.
He didn't react when she hugged him or when she whispered that it would be alright. He didn't protest when she picked him up and held him like a baby. He didn't say anything when the villagers looked at him disgusted with their Hokage for even touching him. For once his emotional mask was not a mask but how he truly felt. He was ill. He was weak. He was dying, and unless they found a cure it would be very soon.
Tsunade laid the boy gently on his bed. She noticed the condition of his apartment. It was very clean, yet run down. There was mold everywhere. 'No wonder he is deathly ill.' Tsunade thought to herself. Her attention was turned to the boy once more when he shifted and opened his eyes slightly.
"Baa-Chan?" he gasped out weakly. "Shh… Naruto, I'm here. You are going to be alright." Tsunade said gently. "It's okay Tsunade-chan; you don't have to lie to me. I know that I won't survive much longer." He said weakly. Tsunade silently cried as the young ninja slipped into the void of unconsciousness. "No Naruto, you will be alright. Even if it kills me, you will live. There are people here that need you. Even if some won't admit it." She said sadly, but lovingly to the boy she thought a little brother. He had to live. His birthday was in fourteen days and she had the surprise of a lifetime.