(a/n: Hello everyone! You're honorable TerasBad here. I've been uber busy and I'm so sorry that my latest update of Brother, My Brother is seriously late, but the next chapter is written and currently awaiting editing by my Beta so don't worry, it'll be up as soon as she's finished with it. To wet your lips for the time being, here's a new fic I've started, edited by a friend since I didn't want to overload my Beta. I present to you K.A.C.I; Konoha Asylum for the Criminally Insane. Unlike my first fic, this is a Yaoi so don't like don't read. Full summary underneath! :)
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, but be patient, I cannot be ignored for long.
Warning: Contains Yaoi in later chapters and character death. Mwah!
Summary: Naruto Uzumaki is sent to K.A.C.I; Konoha Asylum for the Criminally Insane and that is where his life is plunged into a sick world of corrupt perverts in places of power, psycho killers, and the threat of never seeing the outside world again. Will there be a beam of light in this hellhole? Can love save our blonde knucklehead or will more blood be shed? NaruSasu, NaruKiba, NaruShika, Naru?
Blood…so much blood.
It's so warm….
God, it feels good dripping down my neck and arms…like I could bathe in it.
Their screams, I want to hear their screams again.
They're all dead now…no one to kill anymore.
I need more. I need more screams! I need more blood! I want to hear the snap as I twist their neck all the way around! I want to hear their hearts come to a stop and see that light leave their eyes! I want to rip their jaws apart and hear them choke on their own blood as they scream and beg me to stop! Give it to me! I want it! Give it to me! I can already tas-what's that? … …
Oh … them. They've come for him … oh well.
I've had fun and I'll have more fun regardless of where they take him. This isn't over. I'm not done. There will be more. Sweet dreams for now …my little kit.
Naruto was numb as he stared at the grain of the desk in front of him. His hands lay limp. His wrists chaffed from the cuffs of the suit he was wearing to trial. It all seemed so much like a dream; he still couldn't believe it was happening. There was nothing he could do, nothing anyone could do now.
The trial had gone by in a blur. He didn't even know which ones he, himself, was 'present' for and which ones he was 'present' for. It didn't matter though. What could he do? Tell them he didn't do it? He'd said that over and over again. The truth was he had been there; he'd been found with a bloody knife in his hand and covered in blood, surrounded by mangled bodies. He'd testified that he didn't remember doing it and that's how he knew he was going to be punished because he did remember. He just didn't remember all of it. He only remembered bits and pieces, enough to know that it was him and that's why he sat there frozen in his seat on the day of his sentencing. He knew the answer because he'd lied, because he was….
"Your Honor, we the jury, find the defendant, Naruto Uzumaki, Guilty of Criminal-Negligence Manslaughter," the Jury Foreman spoke up when the judge asked if the jury had reached a verdict.
Naruto closed his eyes. It wasn't fair. He remembered what he'd done, but he wasn't in control of himself at the time. It wasn't really him, but it didn't matter because he was the one who had neglected to take his pills for so long. They were expensive and he couldn't pay for them. It just wasn't fair.
His lawyer had tried to argue a mistrial due to insanity but the prosecutor argued in turn that at the extent of the damage inflicted on the victims and the brutality of the crime, as well as the fact that it had been his own choice not to take his pills despite knowing the risks involved, was cause for Criminal-Negligence Manslaughter.
The Judge nodded. "Very well, Naruto Uzumaki, you have bee-"
"Your honor, if it pleases the court; the people ask the defendant serve his time at Hidden Leaf where he can continue to get the treatment he needs and his sentence reduced to 5 years," the Jury Foreman said now.
Naruto stared, his mouth agape at the Jury. He looked back at the Judge, waiting for the verdict. He didn't want to go, but it was all the mercy he could ever expect. It would be too dangerous to put him in prison.
The Judge sighed as if he had better things to do than to grant a poor kid mercy. "Motion approved, Naruto Uzumaki will serve his sentence in Hidden Leaf Facility of Konoha for a period of 5 years with the possibility of parole, this case is dismissed," he said and with the resounding slam of the gavel hitting the sound block, it was decided.
The Bailiff raised him by his shoulder and he turned numbly to be handcuffed again. He turned his head then and looked Iruka in the eyes, his father-figure. He wanted to cry but he could only stare. 'I'm sorry,' he mouthed as he was taken away and his last view of the courtroom was Iruka standing amidst the outraged family members of the people he'd killed with such sadness in his eyes. He tried to look over the bailiff's shoulder to see what it was Iruka was mouthing back and only barely managed to see the words 'I believe in you' before he was taken past the door to a holding cell to await his lawyer.
He was taking off his tie when his lawyer, Genma, came in with his signature toothpick in his mouth. Naruto stood up immediately. "Genma, can't you do something?" he nearly pleaded. "I can't go to that place. I don't belong there. Iruka said I wasn't like them. I'm just sick. If I go, I'll be like them," he tried, keeping his hands to himself and his temper under wraps so he wouldn't flip. "Please, Genma," he tried now.
Genma sighed. "Naruto, do you have any idea how very easy the jury just went on you?" he asked him and knelt down in front to take his hands. "It's only for a while Naruto and you'll be medicated," he told him. "Plus, if you keep out of trouble long enough, Iruka will be allowed to visit," he said. "You'll be fine Naruto."
Naruto was breathing heavy, fighting not to cry. He knew this was a good deal, but it wasn't just that. If he went to Hidden Leaf he would be labeled, and he wouldn't be just him anymore. He squeezed Genma's hands. "Promise?" he asked thickly, his eyes watering.
Genma nodded. "I promise," he said and pulled the blonde in for a hug. "Iruka doesn't judge you as one of them because of this, and you know you're not; those are the only opinions that matter," he told him.
Naruto sniffled into his shirt and clutched him close. He nodded against his neck. "Okay," he said. Iruka was all he had in this world; he'd helped him through high school despite not being blood related, had been there in the crowd when he graduated just last month, paid for his medication when he couldn't, and got him a job. Iruka had done so much for him. He never looked down on him; not like everyone else did. Iruka was a teacher though and his medication was expensive. He didn't want to be a burden, so he was determined to pay for it himself, but it was harder than it sounded.
"Just take your medication," Genma said, his voice bringing Naruto out of his reverie. "Promise me in return you'll keep up with it."
Naruto nodded and pulled away. "I will," he said and wiped his eyes on the cuff of his sleeve. He sniffled, "I promise."
There were two bangs as another officer bumped his nightstick against the bars of the holding cell. "Prep time for immediate transport," he announced louder than necessary.
Naruto looked at Genma. "Could you tell Iruka that…" he trailed off, "that I'll miss him," he said. It wasn't what he was going to say, but it was all that he could get out unless he wanted to start crying again. He'd wanted to tell him that he loved him. He was like a father to him, and he meant more to him than anyone…but saying all that felt like a permanent goodbye.
Genma seemed to understand regardless and nodded slowly. The cell doors opened for him to leave and they hugged one last time before Genma pulled away and stood up. His hand was still on Naruto's shoulder. "Be safe, Naruto. Stay out of trouble and we'll see you back home real soon. Okay? It'll go by so fast, you won't have time to miss us." he told him as he stepped out of the cell backwards so as to talk to him. The cell doors closed between them.
Naruto chuckled sadly. "Liar," he said. He knew it was a lie because he missed them all already. He missed the friends he'd made while he worked at the ramen shop. He missed Iruka and his other friend Raido; he missed them all so much.
Naruto changed back into the plain white jumpsuit before he was asked to step out of his cell and let two officers apply the handcuffs to his ankles which were attached to the ones on his wrists. He walked in short steps surrounded by his escort to the back where the transport vehicle was waiting. He stood in line behind a number of others bound for Hidden Leaf as his escort scattered to stand on either side of the walls, the better to look at them all. As the inmates walked forward one by one and were frisked and sniffed by the intimidating dogs held on short leashes, Naruto waited and wondered what it was Hidden Leaf had in store for him.
He told himself he was lucky to be going there and not to prison where he would have another episode before the next drop of a hat, but he didn't count himself lucky in any sense of the word.
Finally it was his turn; he stepped forward and stayed still as the officers patted him down and couldn't stop his eyes from drifting to the dog who stood at attention like its master who was holdings its leash. When it met his eyes however it licked its chops and Naruto fought not to shiver. Was that a threat?
He got on the bus, which was a chore with his feet allowed such limited movement, but he didn't dare complain as he took a seat. He waited while the officers in turn cuffed them to the bars placed in front and below so they couldn't move from their seat.
They were off then and Naruto watched the trees pass by as they made their way. Only when all signs of life were gone, and only the blur of yellows, browns, and greens could be seen, that signaled they were in the middle of nowhere, did they start to slow down. Naruto saw a fair sized facility come up and swallowed hard.
There it was, Hidden Leaf Asylum for the Criminally Insane.
They were ushered off of the bus once they were free of their restraints and in single file marched down the steps. Naruto took in the scenery as they walked. He saw the tall green colored fences and the barbed wire on top coiled around to prevent anyone from going over. The facility itself was a four story white stone building and it looked bright and inviting, but Naruto, as well as the rest of the poor souls going in, knew better. They were booked; their pictures were taken and put into the system. Naruto dreaded that the most, being in the system. It made it all real. They were brought to an area and told to strip. They each then went into a room where they were told to bend over and spread their cheeks while the officers looked to see if they'd smuggled anything in, which Naruto tried not to blanch at. Who in the hell was brave enough to smuggle anything up there?
He was glad when it was all over and they were each given fresh jumpsuits, freshly folded, that they held out in their hands. He looked at them confused. None of them were the same. His jumpsuit was orange, while he saw another that was blue, and grey. There were three orange including him, three grey, and one blue. He would've been confused about that normally, but at the moment he was just really waiting for the order that they were free to dress.
"Listen up newbies," said a man pacing in front of them. "You will be categorized to the color of your suits!" he explained briefly and pointed to a set of halls. "Blue A Block, Orange B Block, Grey C block, Red D Block, and Black E block, your ID's will be distributed and you will go to your assigned rooms. First however, hit the showers," he told him.
'Oh what the fuck,' Naruto thought as he went towards the hall that read B Block and he and one other person placed their jumpsuits in bins as instructed by yet another officer. There were shower stalls that lined the walls and he went into one of them.
"You have thirty seconds," the officer announced.
Naruto rushed to wash, but there was no soap or anything like that so he simply let the water run and wet his hair, glad there was only one other naked person in the room and not a whole room full.
He was relieved when he was finally given the word he could dress and was handed his ID which told him his room number. He was given linen and basic supplies before he was led to his own cell.
Hidden Leaf was an Asylum for the Criminally Insane, but it was run like any other prison.
He was shoved inside and grunted as he walked further into the small room with a single bed that was the only thing in the room besides a toilet, sink, and a mirror that was surrounded by a thick sheet of Plexiglas. The walls were padded with cushions so white he squinted at the brightness. There were four long thin windows in a neat row, too thin for a person to squeeze through and so far set into the thick wall Naruto placed his whole hand on the lattice before he touched it.
Still, it was a nice view.
He set his linen down and upon closer inspection his bed had straps on either side that stretched across. He sighed and rubbed his eyes. Naruto jumped when a loud ring sounded that was similar to one he used to hear at school that was sure to blow out his eardrums. He hissed and massaged his ears. Still clutching them he peeked out to see what the commotion was about, only to find that every tenant of B block was standing just a foot from the door of their rooms at attention with their hands behind their backs.
He didn't know what was going on, but stepped out as well, mimicking the same position as everyone else.
Everyone was staring ahead but his own blue eyes wandered, assessing everyone's expression. He leaned forward and looked down to see what it was they were supposedly waiting for. There was somebody coming. A young man with hair that was suspiciously dyed grey and bound back in a ponytail was handing out small cups to every inmate/patient along with a cup of water and moving on. He was in a white lab coat and escorted by two burly looking men holding guns. Naruto swallowed hard before standing up straight, waiting for his own medication. He heard the footsteps of the young man pause every so often and glanced out of the corner of his eyes to look at him. He had glasses and cold dark eyes as he went about things routinely until he was close to him and their eyes met. Naruto looked away quickly and faced forward; missing the man's smirk as he finished with the inmate next to him and stood in front of him next.
"Hidden Leaf has a new face I see," the young man said with a sly smirk.
Naruto saw a mischievous gleam in the young man's eye. It wasn't a question, but Naruto nodded anyway, growing increasingly more uncomfortable when the man's smirk broadened.
"My name is Kabuto Yakushi," the man introduced himself casually. "You can simply call me Kabuto," he said. He pushed up his glasses and leaned forward to see the inmate/patient ID that was clipped to the front pocket of his blaring orange jumpsuit. "Naruto Uzumaki," he read and smiled. "And how are you enjoying your stay here so far Mr. Uzumaki?" he asked him. His voice was like silk and his tone was polite, but it gave Naruto the creeps. Despite the casual help-me-to-help-you tone of voice, he had a feeling this Kabuto was not there to be his friend.
He looked around and the inmates, who were once at attention, were now all looking at him. He didn't know how to answer him. "I…don't know I just got here," he said quietly but his voice still echoed within the silence of the block.
Kabuto chuckled heartily. "Yes, of course," he said and held his hand behind him so the mousy nurse trailing almost hidden behind the guards handed him the clipboard from the cart that carried the medication. He looked at it and flipped a page. "So Mr. Uzumaki you suffer from Dissociative Identity Disorder," he said. "Welcome to the club," he said with a chuckle and stood directly in front of him now. "Any particular trigger?" he asked him conversationally. Naruto looked around again, uncertain. "No?" Kabuto asked patiently in a sing song voice. "You're not going to make me guess are you?" he asked him teasingly, taking a step forward.
Naruto took an instinctive step back, his eyes on the ground. "No sir," he muttered.
Kabuto's laugh was pleasant, but again it came off as demeaning. "I didn't think so," he said with a wide smile as he leaned forward. "So why don't you go ahead and tell me," he whispered.
Naruto swallowed hard. "I…I just get angry," he told him, his voice holding almost no volume.
Kabuto hummed. "As is the trigger for many of them I suppose," he said and chuckled. He turned and held a cup with two pills. "Your medication then," he said and there was a glimmer in his eyes. "Take them," he purred.
Naruto reached out but Kabuto only pulled his hand back. "B-but you said-"
"You didn't let me finish Naruto," Kabuto interjected smoothly, that smirk growing on his face again. "Take them, without using your hands," he said and there were a few chortles from the guardsman behind him and the nurse behind him winced and cowered.
Naruto looked at him and then around him at the other inmates and saw they were all looking away now, some closing their eyes as if they didn't want to see any more. He looked back at Kabuto. "B-but you didn't make anyone else do that," he pointed out quietly. He needed his medication. He'd promised to keep up with it, but he didn't want to give Kabuto the satisfaction. He knew his game now. Kabuto was the kind of sick individual who took advantage of whatever power he had for kicks. It was like the grey haired young man got some kind of jolly out of it.
Kabuto smile only broadened. "No. I didn't," he agreed. "Now take them without using your hands or you aren't getting them at all," he said. He batted his lashes mockingly, "You wouldn't want another episode while you're here and have your chances of parole taken away would you?" he asked him.
Naruto clenched his teeth, and mentally chanted to himself not to get angry. He looked around again at the others and few were daring to look. He caught the eye of one, someone who looked about the same age, who only nodded to him and then looked back toward the front. He wondered what that was all about, but turned back to the cup of pills.
Kabuto's smile was showing his teeth now. Naruto nearly blanched at how eager the other seemed. Kabuto seemed to see his hesitation and only chuckled lightly and pleasantly. "Here, I'll even make it easy for you," he said and dumped the little cup into his open palm and Naruto fought to seethe. He wanted him to eat out of his hand, how degrading. He hated Konoha Asylum even more now if possible.
He looked back up at the palm and gulped. He glanced at the young man, who'd nodded to him, but he wasn't looking anymore. The gesture had seemed like an acknowledgment, but just as much it had seemed like he'd been granted permission. It was like the other was saying, 'don't worry', 'it's okay', and 'go ahead' all in one small gesture that made him feel oddly better. He took a breath and leaned forward, not looking up at Kabuto, as he knew he'd see that sickening smile and it would stop him again. He took the pills in his mouth and pulled away He looked up at last and Kabuto looked so fucking satisfied he wanted to ask, 'was it as good for you as it was bad for me?', but swallowed the pills dry and stood up straight, looking straight on through him.
Kabuto laughed joyfully. "Good boy," he praised and Naruto vomited a little in his mouth. "You'll fit right in," he said and had the gall to pat him on the head before moving on at last.
He glanced at the other inmate again and he was looking. He nodded again and looked away. Naruto felt comforted again, like he was in the company of those who understood. He guessed he wasn't the only one Kabuto wanted to have fun with. Still, he felt dirty.
He stood there, looking straight ahead, fidgeting when he felt he'd been standing still for too long. Did they honestly have to stand and wait until everyone had their medication?
A bell rang and he flinched, surprised, as it had gotten so quiet. All at once everyone turned with perfect unison to face the right and he turned as well, a little late and not so smoothly. Some kind of silent cue was given and everyone started walking. He walked with some delay, forming a small gap in the line he had to scurry upwards a bit to fix, so that the distance between them all was consistent. He didn't know why that suddenly mattered, but he felt it didn't hurt to be a little nit-picky around there. Everything was so clean and neat that he felt the irrational urge to keep it that way. He followed the line all the way down to the ground level and through some halls until they were in a small rec-like area and lined up along the wall. He felt so out of place and lost, more than his first day of school.
Someone different walked through an opposite door with another set of guards, a woman with short bobbed black hair and a kind smile that didn't creep him out like Kabuto's.
"Hello Everyone, I'm going to introduce myself since I see some fresh faces," she said and caught Naruto's eye with a friendly wink. "I am Shizune and this is the rec area where you will be free to socialize," she said kindly and pointed to the numerous tables that had supplies for arts and crafts, games and a tv mounted high up. There was another little room that looked like it was a library and another that had a piano in it.
Now he felt like he was in kindergarten.
"You'll have an hour," she announced and stepped aside. There was another silent cue before people relaxed out of their stiff positions and went over to the tables or the library or music room and he was left standing uncertainly. He couldn't stop comparing things to school. He didn't know where to sit. He must've been standing there for a while since Shizune came over and he recoiled automatically.
"It's okay," she said soothingly like he was some rampaging gorilla. "It's Naruto, right? You're new," she said pointing toward his ID attached to his breast pocket.
Naruto resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "What do you memorize every face around here?" he muttered. Did he stand out as the new kid that much?
Shizune giggled and he was comforted by the sound. It was like how a mother would giggle when her son was doing something amusing. "No dear," she said. "It's your jumpsuit," she said. "Orange is given to those who are new to the system," she explained.
Naruto looked down. "Oh," he said and blushed embarrassed. Shizune giggled again. "I guess that explains a lot then," he said.
Shizune smiled at him. "Well Naruto, what would you like to do? We have a lot of activities here. Sometimes we'll be in here or outside, where you can all get some fresh air," she said and led him over to a table full of paints. Another guy around his age was there already, immersed in his painting, which was hidden from them. "Do you like to paint or draw?" Shizune continued to ask and helped him sit. "Let me introduce you, this is Sai. Sai, dear, would you like to meet Naruto?" she asked the boy.
The boy looked up and he was so pale Naruto felt like throwing some paint at his face as it was as blank as the canvas behind him. "Hello," he said in a voice as deprived of emotion as his face.
"Uh, hi," Naruto said back and pulled a paper toward him.
Shizune gasped and he looked up in time to see her running over to another boy in a skin tight green leotard. "No, no, Lee we've told you, you need to wear your jumpsuit," she said picking said jumpsuit off the ground and running after the boy. "Come on Lee, you have to put it on," she said. "At least wear this over it!" she shouted after him.
Naruto snorted under his breath before looking back to Sai, who'd gone back to painting. He wasn't much of an artist himself. He doodled and pursed his lips. "What are you drawing?" he asked the other.
Sai looked up at him and turned the page around and Naruto choked on his spit, looking away. "Geez, what the hell!" he said. The drawing was of a realistic looking penis.
"You asked to know, so I'm showing you," he said in that same dead voice before going back to painting.
Naruto gawked at him. "Why are you drawing that?" he asked him.
Sai looked up at him. "It's what I think yours look like," he said bluntly and looked down in the general direction of his crotch.
Naruto immediately covered himself up. "Why are you thinking about that?!" he asked and turned away. "And that's insulting," he said as-while realistic-the penis he'd drawn was rather small. "It's small," he said aloud now.
"Yes I know," Sai said simply, not looking up. "It's what I think yours looks like," he repeated.
Naruto shook his head. "Sicko," he muttered and looked around. He saw that same inmate across the room. He recognized him because he was wearing green. He wondered what green meant. He jiggled his leg, contemplating. He debated going over and introducing himself to the other. He got up and went over after a moment. He knew if he didn't go now, he never would. He paused on the way when he saw a white sculpture in front of the inmate and his mouth opened wider as he drew closer. It was Big Ben. The large clock was down to scale and completely in….Q-tips?
"Did you make that?" he asked the inmate, standing with his hands behind his back shyly.
The inmate looked up at last and Naruto got a good look at him. He had dark eyes, dark spiked up hair that was tied back and a very bored expression on his face. "Yeah," he said in the same bored voice. He shrugged. "I felt like doing something for a change, like it might change everything else…but it didn't," he said a moment later and shrugged again. He turned to him. "So you're new here," he observed, eyeing his jumpsuit.
Naruto nodded. "Yeah," he said and bounced lightly on the balls of his feet.
The other inmate quirked an eyebrow, "You gonna sit down?" he asked and yawned.
Naruto plopped down in the seat next to him. "I'm Naruto," he said. "Naruto Uzumaki," he said. The other inmate didn't say his name but pointed lazily to his own ID card. Naruto leaned forward to read. 'Shikamaru Nara' it read. He smiled. "Hello Shikamaru," he said nodding his way and had to ask. "About earlier…" he trailed off. He wondered if that had just been his imagination or if the other had really been trying to communicate with him.
"Kabuto's an ass," Shikamaru drawled applying glue to another Q-tip and pressing it gently with limp fingers to make a ledge. "To everyone," he finished after some thought. "He likes newbies more though because they're naive," he said.
Naruto's eye twitched. "Naive?" he repeated.
Shikamaru nodded. "About how things work around here," he said. "Some are coming from different facilities and he likes new arrivals just as much as those that are new to the system in general," he said.
Naruto looked down at the table. "Oh," was all he said and looked at his jumpsuit. "What is green?" he asked.
"A color," Shikamaru answered.
Naruto actually chuckled. "I meant, what does it mean around here?" he asked.
Shikamaru looked at him and half-smiled. "You need to be clear around here," he explained. "Green is for Trustees," he told him.
Now Naruto was really confused. "And what are Trustees?"
Shikamaru sighed. "It means we haven't had an 'episode' for a while and are trusted with things like prescriptions, allowed after lights out to help clean, pass out mail, and we're even allowed outside the boundary line to mow the lawn or do other things like that," he said. "We're as normal as we get."
Naruto looked around. There were other colors there. "How about the rest of them?" he asked.
Before Shikamaru could answer the door opened and a small group entered the room, all wearing blue. They trekked in in unison a lot like his group had done and turned straight forward until they were counted and marked down as 'here'. Naruto leaned forward to get a better look. He noticed a lot of those around recoiled from them or averted their gaze and he wondered what that was about. He took note of them and none of them seemed really scary. They were all very good looking though. His eyes landed on one in particular, a fair skinned raven who was glaring straight ahead, his arms crossed. He had the oddest haircut and the most intense looking eyes.
"Who are they?" he asked Shikamaru in a whisper.
Shikamaru sighed, as if he was tired of answering that same question. "Those are the...special patients. They get the royal treatment, better living quarters, better food. They can't go off grounds like we Trustees can but they're still pretty privileged. People around here resent them but they have the shittiest gig of them all," he said.
Naruto was confused at that, but didn't question as the patients in blue were allowed to sit and he watched the brooding raven go off to sit in a corner by himself.
"Yo Shika!" someone called loudly, drawing the attention of the raven, who's eyes snapped in the direction of their table, and Naruto quickly looked away and over to see a tanned brunette walking up to Shikamaru. The brunette looked fit and was grinning widely, two red triangles tattooed on his cheeks and a feral look about him. He plopped down ceremoniously at the table. "Dude, I need something other than the crap their pushing down my throat. Got access to anything good?" he asked him.
"Why are you asking me?" Shikamaru asked going back to his Q-tips. "Why not go to Hyuuga?" he asked nodding in his direction. Naruto looked over to see where he was looking and saw a good looking pale brunette with long hair and really pretty light lavender eyes. He was in green and leaning against the wall, looking a little superior as he talked to another patient. He looked back to the tanned brunette who was pouting. He was in grey.
"I don't have anything to trade for them," he whined. "And Neji prices so high. You, however, will do anything for a stog," he explained simply and glanced at him and then did a double take. "Whoa, newbie!" he exclaimed and turned to him instead, seemingly forgetting that he had been bartering for something. "What's up? I'm Kiba, Kiba Inuzuka," he introduced himself outstretching his hand.
Naruto took it tentatively and nodded in his direction. "Naruto Uzumaki," he said back to him.
Kiba nodded. "So you looking after this guy, Shika?" he asked the other. "That's weird. You don't usually do that," he said more to himself. He turned to back to Naruto then. "You must be something special," he said nodding.
Shikamaru elbowed him harshly in the ribs and Naruto tilted his head at the insinuation. He looked around at all the tables, most were filled with patients wearing the same color, grey, green, orange, and blue. It was like the popular kids tables at school, where the jocks, the brains, the goths, and the cool kids all huddled in groups. He turned to the others. "So what do all the colors mean?" he asked them both since they were being so nice to him.
Kiba replied eagerly. "Green are Trustees, they get access to all kinds of shit-"
"I already told him about Trustees," Shikamaru drawled putting another Q-tip to the tall sculpture.
Kiba glared. "Alright. Well, those who wear grey jumpers are Parole Candidates. Some will get greys after they've stayed here for a while and are no longer looked upon as Newbies, who wear orange," he said and shrugged. "Then you got your Blues over there, pansy ass mother fuckers think they own the joint, rubbing their holier than though shit in everyone's faces like some filthy talking monkeys," he said bitterly.
Naruto stared surprised. One minute Kiba was chatting animatedly and happily and the next he was practically snarling. "Oh," he said into the silence. "It feels a lot like school," he said out loud.
There was a snort of derision behind him and he turned and his breath caught as he looked up at the brooding raven he'd seen before and didn't know why, but he was frozen and he could only stare. Seeing him up close was an entirely different experience. His skin looked so soft and yet his expression was of disgust.
At his gasp the raven smirked. "Like school?" he repeated incredulously and leaned forward. "You really have no idea what's going on here do you?" he asked taking another step forward and by now the entire room was staring at them, some craning their necks to get a better look at the new kid being picked on. Naruto gulped and inched away. Kiba growled and Shikamaru quirked an eyebrow, but Naruto wasn't paying much attention to them as he was to the raven in front of him. "And just what kind of fucked up school did you go to?" the raven sneered. "Because I must be missing something," he said taking yet another step.
Naruto looked around at all the people moving in for a view and had to wonder why it was he was being picked on. He saw some other orange jumpsuits. He wasn't the only newbie. "Look," he said. "I didn't mean to-"
"To what? To be a dumbass blonde?" the raven asked and Naruto flinched. "You're so naive, it makes me sick," he snarled. "You want to know how things work around here, I'll tell you," he said and grabbed his collar and lifted him up to face him. "First off, you just happened to come here on a dull day when the owner of this damned place isn't here," he said. "When he is, he likes to visit his favorite patients," he whispered harshly now and Naruto shivered at the haunting tone in his voice. "Or he'll recruit more favorites from the newbies," he said eying the orange jumpsuit. "Then he goes into their room and locks the door," his voice got quieter. "He straps you down to the bed, sometimes when you're lucky he drugs you and you can't feel any of it or you're out for it, but he likes when you fight, when you struggle, because then he can write a report and you'll be denied your chance at parole so he can keep you longer. Sometimes he's not here, but that doesn't mean shit because when it gets quiet and no one is freaking out the nurses and staff take red suits from down below and bring them up here. They set them loose, so there's a chance they'll see someone die. They like when we fight each other. Do you get it yet, Blondie? We are nothing, but dogs to them," he said.
Naruto struggled against him. "S-stop," he said.
"Sasuke!" Kabuto called and Sasuke dropped him and shoved him away. "Back off," Kabuto said more calmly in a sing song voice.
Naruto staggered back and into Shikamaru who nudged him from behind. Naruto was confused, but stood behind him anyway and looked over his shoulder at the one named Sasuke. He saw the ID card on his blue jumper.
Sasuke Uchiha.
Sasuke growled and glared over his shoulder at Kabuto who was shaking his finger at him mockingly. Naruto stilled when Sasuke looked back at him.
"You have no idea what's going on," Sasuke said to him before turning and walking away back to his corner.
Naruto clutched his collar, where Sasuke had been gripping, and caught Kabuto's eye and shrunk away closer to Shikamaru's back when the creepy grey haired man sent him a wink before pushing up his glasses and walking away. The rest of the patients were settling down back into their seats, some groaning in disappointment because there hadn't been a fight.
Shikamaru turned to him. "Are you alright?" he asked him.
Naruto nodded and straightened himself. "What was his problem?" he muttered darkly, on the verge of a pout.
Shikamaru snorted. "Don't think much of it. That's just Sasuke. He has a problem with everyone," he said.
"Not really," someone disagreed and Naruto looked up to see Sai, along with two others he didn't know. One was thin with a soup bowl hair cut who he remembered running around in a green leotard. Someone had apparently given up and only tied the grey jumper around his waist. He remembered the nurse had called him Lee. The other young man was wearing a green jumper, a trustee, and sunglasses whom he hadn't seen before "Sasuke usually doesn't bother to even associate with people at all," Lee said sitting down with them along with Sai and the other boy. "I've never seen him get that angry at someone," he said.
"You must be something special," Kiba repeated again with a shrug.
"Oh I'm Lee by the way," the creepy wide eyed guy said with enthusiasm. "Rock Lee and this is Shino Aburame," he said nodding to the guy next to him. "He doesn't talk," he said shrugging. "And this is-"
"Sai," Naruto cut him off with a small smile. "We've met," he said and looked back over at the corner, where the raven was looking at a spot on the wall…well, more like glaring at it. "So, why is he in here?" he asked.
They all shrugged. "We're not really sure. He's never told anyone that we know of," Shikamaru spoke up. "But so far the stories piece together some drug related mob thing, killed some people," he said vaguely.
Sai turned over the sketchbook page he'd been doodling in. It was another penis, but it was way bigger than the last drawing.
"What is wrong with you?" Naruto muttered.
Sai only pointed to the drawing and then at Sasuke. "It's what I think his looks like," he said in that same nonchalant voice.
"He has some freaky obsession with them," Kiba explained with a shrug.
Naruto nodded and felt a little peeved. Sai thought Sasuke was bigger than him, but let that slide to ask a question. "Who are red suits?" he asked.
At the question they all fell silent and exchanged glances as if doing a mental rock paper scissors as to who would tell him. In the end it seemed Kiba lost.
"The Red suits are the patients in D Block. It's a ward a few flights underground that houses the hostile patients. They can't control their outbursts, so they have to be contained and away from the rest of us. They aren't the only ones down there though, Black Suits are too, but the nurses wouldn't dream of bringing them up. They're serial killers, like Hannibal Lector," he told him. "Sasuke was right about that though. When things get quiet for too long, the staff sometimes bring a red suit up and lock us in a room with him. The last one that was up here took out a few nurses and patients. It took five guards to put him down enough to drag him back to the lower levels," he told him.
Naruto stared, shocked at the news that the Hidden Leaf Asylum's system could be so corrupt. He'd had a feeling it would be bad, but he hadn't expected this. "So…what he said about the owner…did he…was that true too?" he asked them quietly and suddenly did feel like a naive blonde, who had little to no clue. He looked over at the raven again and couldn't help the guilt that bubbled in his chest.
"Sadly yeah," Shikamaru said. "Those that are in blue are hand-picked by the owner. They're moved to different living quarters in the east wing because the owner has copies of the keys to their rooms; that way he can walk in an out at any time," he said. "They get a lot of privileges-"
"But the shittiest gig," Naruto finished and finally understood.
He was the dumbest person alive for comparing Hidden Leaf to any kind of school. It was anything, but that. More than before, he felt like he had absolutely no idea what he'd gotten himself into and he felt a shudder for the future.
(a/n: So there you have it, the first chapter of K.A.C.I! Now like I've told you, this is a yaoi and I haven't fully picked a pairing yet and for those of you who think Naruto's going to end up with Sasuke just because that's the pairing the fic is under, need I remind you, no one likes a smartass! ;P Anywhoozlebee's, read and review and keep an eye out for Brother, My Brother updates. Coming soon for K.A.C.I; Chapter 2: Of Bitches and Bastards. See you soon! Reviewers get a special look into Chapter 2!)