Warnings: Yaoi=Boy and Boy. Angst, fluff, LEMON.

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Pairing: NarutoxSasuke

Beta: Unbeta'd

A/N: I know I said I'd update Save Me next, but I had this really random plot bunny that ran through my head and I just had to get it out. I really debated at putting this up, I'm sure it could do with alot more work, but I'm too impatient. So the pairing for this is NaruSasu, which I'm coming to love alot more. This is also unbeta'd so please try to ignore any errors, but I did try to read through it and correct them. But I'm sure I missed some. Anywho I hope you all like it, and if you do, it will be a short multi-chapter fic. How long? I dunno, I haven't really decided yet. Ugh and the title for the first chapter is sooo lame, LOL, but I'm too sleepy to think of something cooler.

Left to Loose

Chapter One: The Meeting

Naruto breathed deeply through his nostrils as the car sped down the street.

"Hurry up." He pleaded through clenched teeth, his right arm curled and held tightly to his chest by his left.

"I'm going as fast as my baby will go." Kiba snapped, rounding a corner quite fast, causing Naruto to release his wounded arm to grab hold of the safety bar above his head.

"Baby my ass...piece of shit..." Naruto mumbled under his breath.

"Hey! No dissing Rhonda!" Kiba hissed, clearly offended. "She's just a little old is all." He patted his steering wheel affectionately, while Naruto rolled his eyes. Leave it to Kiba to defend the honor of his 1989 car.

Ten long minutes later, Naruto was stumbling out of Kiba's red Camaro, at the front entrance of Kohona Hospital. "Sorry Naruto I really gotta get to work!" Kiba yelled after him, climbing out of the driver's seat.

"I already said its fine." Naruto huffed, not looking back at the brunette as he made his way to the hospital entrance.

"My boss will fire me if I don't show up!"

"I said its fine Kiba!" Naruto practically snapped this time, stopping and turning back to his friend of eleven years. "Really it is, I understand. Go before you're late. Thanks for the ride."

"Alright...I'll call you later to hear what the damage is." He gave him a wide toothy grin, his two upside down triangle tattoos on each cheek, wrinkling in his dimples.

Naruto gave him a wave and continued making his way to the door, while he listened to Kiba peel out of the parking lot.

After checking in and deeming that his injury wasn't life threatening, just most likely a broken wrist, he took his seat amongst several others, in the waiting room.

It was about five minutes into his wait that he finally saw him. Just after sitting down and scanning the room, his eyes fell upon the most beautiful man he had ever seen in his twenty years of life.

The man, who looked about his age, sat two rows in front of him against the wall. He wore a dark navy turtle neck that fitted his body perfectly, showing the shape of his torso and waist perfectly. From the looks of it he looked fairly toned, but maybe just a little lanky. He wore dark, not tight, but not baggy, jeans. Dark ebony choppy bangs and strands of hair stuck out from beneath a black beanie, making the pale man look ghostly white. His dark ebony eyes stared pointedly at the floor, closing ever so often, as if he was tired, which he did look it. He had light gray bags under his eyes as if he hadn't slept in a few days.

Naruto was absolutely dazed by this man, and watched his every movement, not that he made many, and decided that he wanted to know him, his name, what he did for a living, why he was here, where he lived, anything and everything about him. Hell the guy was probably, no most defiantly, out of his league, but he couldn't stop his desire to know the man. And when something was stuck in Naruto Uzumaki's mind, it was stuck.

But just as he was rising from his seat to go over and talk to the man the doors opened and a nurse yelled "Uchiha!"

The pale beauty's' eyes tore themselves from the floor, swiftly looking up to the nurse. He stood up, his hands digging into his pockets as he did. Naruto felt disappointment sink in, but then dark pools of onyx met his, making his breath hitch in his throat. Those eyes were so deep, dark, and empty. They sent chills down his spine. Those eyes lingered on him for a moment, until they returned the nurse.

"Ah Mr. Uchiha, i'ts nice to see you again. Is no one with you today?" The nurse asked him kindly, ushering him through the doors.

"No." Was the quite velvety voice Naruto barely heard, before the pale beauty disappeared behind the doors.

Several seconds later Naruto realized that he was standing in a half sit stand position, his eyes still glued to the now closed door and his mouth was open slightly. He quickly closed his mouth and sat down. The man's eyes were still bored into his mind, they looked so dead so lifeless, but when their eyes first met, he could have sworn he saw a flash of something, what it was he didn't know though. But whatever it was, it lite those lifeless dead orbs alive.

"You've been responding really well to the treatment." The doctor hummed, his dark eyes glued to his chart. "But it's still too early to tell."

Sasuke nodded, he already knew that.

"So we'll see you in a week for another dose and then you only have about three more after that." The doctor's eyes finally met his. "And then we'll know-"

"If I'm in remission, or not."

"Exactly."

Sasuke nodded, he didn't have high hopes, and this wasn't his first time.

"Don't give me that look Mr. Uchiha. I know it's hard and it's been hard on you, but we must hope for the best." Sasuke rolled his eyes but nodded all the same. His silver haired doctor sighed and tucked his chart under his arm. Sasuke had heard it all before, the mini pep talks before the big one he was sure to get, when they told him he wasn't in remission for the second time, and he was most defiantly not in the mood to hear one now.

"Where is your brother, I'd like to discuss the treatment with him."

"He had a meeting."

"Ah-right, well please tell him to call me later then."

"Ok." Sasuke got down from the hospital bed, and placed his beanie back upon his head, wincing at the pain that shit through his sore arms.

"Is there no one else with you?" He frowned at Sasuke, his one visible eye watching him closely.

"No, I'm fine." Sasuke replied simply, pushing past the doctor and out of the room.

"I'll call you a taxi. You shouldn't be by yourself." The doctor scolded him, matching his pace easily.

"Don't bother. I said I'm fine. My apartment isn't to far away anyways." He waved for the doctor to take his leave. He really did hate being fused over.

"Fine, but bring someone with you, or get a ride to pick you up next week. Do you understand." It wasn't a question but an order.

"Ok." Sasuke resisted the urge to roll his eyes as he exited back into the waiting room. His eyes quickly scanned the room for the blond boy he had seen earlier, and was a little disappointed that he was nowhere to be found. The blond had the bluest eyes he had ever seen, not to mention, he was drop dead gorgeous. He wouldn't have minded seeing him one last time.

Sighing, he continued on to the door. His body ached and his muscles screamed with every step that he took, but he didn't dare show them that he felt it. He may have cancer, but dammit, he was still an Uchiha, and without his brother here to support him, he'd hold his breath and keep it all in, placing the famous emotionless Uchiha mask upon his face.

"We'll see you next week Mr. Uchiha." The nurse called after him, flashing him a smile. He gave her a brief nod and stepped out the door. He grimaced slightly, raising his hand to shield his eyes from the blinding sun. Without another thought he began making his way home.

It had been six years now since he had been first diagnosed with cancer. He was only fifteen when it happened, and he was eighteen when it had finally gone into remission. But now here he was again, at the young age of twenty one and back out of remission. For almost six straight years he had to deal with doctors and chemotherapy and all kinds of other methods to kill his disease, and he was beginning to wonder just how much longer he could do it. It wasn't just physically exhausting, but mentally as well. He just didn't know anymore; expect that he didn't want to live the rest of his life like this. He couldn't do it, and he wouldn't. He had been giving it some thought lately, ever since he found out that he had come out of remission, that maybe he should just let it take him. No more doctors or treatments, and just live what life he had left.

He already, of course, was mature for his age, but that wasn't thanks to the cancer, it was the death of his parents at the age of six, that forced him to grow up. His older brother, Itachi, had done the best he could to raise him, given the circumstances, Sasuke was eternally grateful for having such a patient brother. But even he could see, even back then, when he was first diagnosed, that his condition put a strain on his brother, not to mention all the added stress. But his brother never showed his weariness. He was always patient with Sasuke, and made sure to go with him to all his appointments, today being the only exception. Itachi was his main pillar of support, the one person he let his guard down around.

Oh how he could imagine what their lives would be like if he wasn't sick. No more hospital bills or appointments, no more medications and needles, no more wondering. It would truly be the life. But that wasn't what he had; he had cancer and most likely always would.

Sasuke paused just as he was passing a small park he played at as a child, and felt the unwanted and very familiar feeling of bile rising up his throat. It was a common side effect of his treatment, but it wasn't something that he enjoyed at all. Knowing he'd be unable to keep it in, he quickly made his way to the nearest bush an emptied an already empty stomach. He coughed and gagged loudly, his body aching with every jerky move he made. His knees shook as he vomited again, making him fall to his knees once he was finished. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and attempted to control his need to vomit once again. He hated feeling like this, feeling so weak and frail.

"Hey man, are you okay?" A worried voice asked from behind him, making him groan. Great just what he needed, a good samaritan.

Annoyed and feeling like shit, Sasuke pried his eyes open and was met with bright blue orbs, such blue orbs, that he felt like he was staring at the sky. But he hadn't fallen onto his back had he? It took him several seconds to realize what he was looking at, and let out a shaky breath. It was the blond boy from the waiting room.

The said blond was looking at him with much concern on his face, making him blush, just slightly, at to probably how stupid he looked. The blond was crouched down in front of him, one bandaged hand out stretched towards him, ready to grab hold of him in case he passed out.

Naruto had just happened to be passing by when he saw Sasuke throwing up in a bush and then suddenly fall to the ground. He didn't even know it was the guy from the waiting room until he got closer. Today must really be his lucky day. Just a small fracture in his wrist, he had found five dollars a few blocks back, and now here he was crouched in front of the most beautiful guy he had ever seen. Even though giving the circumstance as to why he was crouched in front of him wasn't that great, he couldn't help but feel glad that he was regardless.

"It's nothing I'm fine." Sasuke stated, wanting to give himself a pat on the back for being able to speak coherently.

"Sure as hell don't look like nothing. You're really pale." His blue orbs peered at him, still blazing with concern.

"I'm naturally pale." Was his lame excuse. "I just need a moment to catch my breath." He closed his eyes again and took another calming breath. He felt a warm hand take hold of his arm, making him flinch slightly.

"Ah sorry. I didn't mean-" The hand quickly retreated.

"No its okay. It's a side effect." He interrupted the blond. He had flinched more from surprise than anything, but his skin was still so sensitive. Exhaling, he pushed himself to his feet, swaying slightly once he was fully up. Naruto reached for him, fearful that he'd hurt him if he grabbed him, but fearful that he'd fall as well. As gently as he could he pressed his hand to the ravens arm, hoping to balance him.

Ivory lids flew open and dark onyx eyes met his.

"Thanks, but I'm fine." Sasuke repeated his voice a bit sterner this time. With a quick last glance at the blond he shrugged the hand off and took a few steps away from the blond.

"Hey wait!" Naruto huffed, catching up to Sasuke. "You obviously aren't fine. I mean you can't even walk straight." His hand so desperately wanted to take hold of his arm and stop him, but he forced his self not to.

"Are you deaf or just dumb? I said I'm fine." Sasuke threw a glare at the blond. His legs most defiantly were shaking beneath him, and he most defiantly was having a hard time walking, but no way in hell was he going to admit it, let alone tell some gorgeous stranger. Just two more blocks, he told his self. Two more blocks and he'd be at home in his bed.

"Neither!" Naruto growled. "At least let me-" He didn't get a chance to finish, for Sasuke rushed to the side and emptied his stomach again. He groaned loudly, running a hand through his hair. He felt a soft pat on his back as Naruto leaned over him, rubbing his back soothingly. He went to glare at the blond, but instead was forced to vomit twice more.

"Look, just let me help you." Naruto spoke softly, truly concerned for the boy. "My conscious won't allow me to let you go and die in the street or something."

Sasuke snorted, wouldn't that be rich.

"Hey, I'm being serious." Naruto huffed out annoyed, but still rubbed circles in the ravens back.

Exhaling yet another shaky breath, Sasuke straightened up, wiping any excess fluids from his lips as he did so. Naruto frowned at him, making Sasuke roll his eyes.

"I live about two blocks from here."

Naruto flashed him a big smile of triumph, making Sasuke's breath catch. Feeling blood rush to his face slightly, Sasuke quickly looked away and began walking. Naruto quickly caught up to him, gently taking his arm and steading his balance. Sasuke's face heated even further and he did his best to look anywhere but the blond next to him.

"Naruto Uzumaki."

"Sasuke Uchiha."

So here's chapter one. Hopefully there wasn't too many mistakes.

This is just a quick sample, If I continue I'd of course go into alot more detail about the characters.

Anywho, tell me what you think. I dont know a ton about cancer, but I did do a bit of research for this fic, so hopefully it seemed believable.

So should I continue?