Well, it has been a while since I've really done anything on here and because I'm more of a moron than people think I am, instead of updating published stories, I've created a new one completely :P I can't really seem to understand my logic when it comes to FanFiction writing as I always start things, get bored of them and start new ones without finishing the old. Eventually, I come back to my old stories and then the process is repeated. I always bite off more than I can chew. Ah well, c'est la vie.

Introducing o0oBeezelneffo0o's latest story innovation – The Experiment Centre! :D Enjoy xx

Hell

Sasuke stared out of the barred window, he loved to take in the outside world; after all, how long had it been since he had tasted fresh air and had the sun shine down on him? He stared outside, wishing he could smell the aroma of freshly mown grass and feel the wind as it brushed against him gently; he watched as the wind circled the flowers in to the air and created a small tornado of colour. But where he was, there was no way he could get out there to feel human again. He turned around to see his captive partner as he threw up in to the toilet. It killed him to see him like that – he was much more susceptible to the torture than he was.

Sasuke surveyed the home in which he had lived in for over two years; had it really been that long? He turned to look longingly out of the small barred window before turning back to the small blonde. The cell was diminutive; obviously they weren't going to given much space to manoeuvre. There were two undersized bunk beds with ragged grey cloth and small ripped pillows. There was a sink and a toilet but the showers were elsewhere in the building, to only be used after the activities in which they were faced. They were surrounded by grey walls except the door was made of the same metal bars as the window. Apart from that, there was one small chest of drawers in which to keep their uniform and other personal belongings they had managed to sneak in with them; Sasuke had his favourite book and Naruto had his necklace with the picture of his family.

The blonde had stopped throwing up at this point and had collapsed next to the toilet, tears streaming down his face – his complexion pallid and a small amount of saliva dripping out of the corner of his mouth. He coughed slightly and spat in to the toilet to get rid of the putrid taste that welled up in his mouth. Sasuke got up from his makeshift seat next to the window and jumped down to help him up.

"Thanks Sasuke", he coughed. Sasuke helped him over to his bed; he had the bottom bunk for obvious reasons. It was the middle of the day and Sasuke was annoyed that HE had only picked Naruto today and not him. If he could, he would take it all and let Naruto have some rest – for some reason, he was always picked for everything; Naruto was quite small for his age with sun-kissed skin, had blonde hair spiked up all over the place and the most amazing cerulean eyes – his reflection always seemed to be swimming in water when he looked in them. But lately, even his pools of blue had suffered from the torture and Sasuke didn't know if he could stand watching it anymore. Sasuke was apparently one of the favourites so he wasn't always picked – maybe that's why he seemed to succumb better to it then Naruto. The pain from the experiments was so awful for him it was a wonder how he hadn't died. When he felt that Naruto was well rested in the bed, the blonde smiled at Sasuke slightly before his eyes closed. It left a chill in his heart every time they did in case he never woke up but after several minutes of staring at the blonde, hearing his gentle rhythmic breathing, Sasuke made his way back to the space that helped him to see out of the window again. Surveying the world outside was the only thing that kept him hoping that one day he could make an escape.

They both needed to, they all needed to – they needed to escape the Experiment Centre. A secret place where one mad guy had decided to test on humans new drugs that he was creating, how humans tolerate pain, torture, everything. Sasuke came from a reasonably well off background and was treated with more respect than Naruto. Naruto had been pulled off the street one day on his way to work and never returned. He was so worried about his family; but why they went through the struggle to take people who would have been reported missing and searched for ages was beyond Sasuke's understanding. But during his stay, Sasuke had required information about the man behind it. His name was Orochimaru and he owned a multi-million drug business both the legal and illegal kind. He was the King of Drugs and Sasuke was disgusted about it. He took people to test on from every kind of background, race, religion, gender, any category to classify a person under. Sasuke had been here longer than Naruto, who came in fighting. He even managed to severely hurt a guard on duty which was probably why he was treated worse. But watching as the blonde fell apart was harder than anything Sasuke had faced. He was so confident, sparkling and a wonderful person – maybe that's why he had fallen in love with him.

He turned to face the blonde again; he saw he was clutching the rag giving him warmth, muttering under his breath. Sasuke did not move for the next few hours, just staring out of the window – no matter how hard he wished, no one would see him, they were kept captive in a hidden building, disguised as a hill in the countryside, which was why Orochimaru was getting away with his evil torture for so long. Sasuke, being one of the favourites was allowed a small window in his cell to catch a view of the world outside. Sasuke didn't know if having the window was a blessing or a curse, just a taster of his desire to be free – a desire that would never happen soon.

Sasuke jumped down, grabbed a tiny stone from the ground and threw it gently in to the cell opposite when he knew no one was looking from the gaps in the barred door. He managed to hear the sound of someone getting up and retrieving the stone, staring from the cold metal bars from the cell opposite was a scruffy brunette with wild locks, red marks on his face and fierce eyes. He saw it was Sasuke and relaxed slightly. He was also wearing the same grey uniform.

"How is he?" Kiba asked.

"He's stopped throwing up now".

"That bastard! How could he make Naruto eat those chemicals?"

"I can't stand to see him so hurt".

"Neither can any of us. Why? Why him? I can understand the rest of us, but he doesn't deserve to be here. The rest of us could use this punishment for how we've treated others but he's pure as anything!" Kiba clenched his fist and narrowed his eyes, muttering stuff under his breath about Orochimaru.

"Quick! Guard, again in a minute".

Sasuke ducked back behind the wall at the same time as Kiba and waited for the slow footsteps of the guard to walk past. When they could no longer hear them, they both came out behind the wall and continued their conversation.

"So, thought of anything yet?"

"Not yet, no. But I'm planning. I will get us all out of here", Sasuke stated, determination evident in his voice.

"Hold on, Chouji wants to talk. I'll put him through".

A slightly larger guy around the same age as Kiba walked up to the door as Kiba moved away; he had swirl scars from when a knife dug in to his skin on his cheeks, unkempt wild light brown hair and dark, concerned eyes. He had a slight smile on his face as he asked about Naruto.

"Yeah he should be okay", Sasuke said.

"Is there anyway you can put him through?"

"No not at the moment – he's sleeping. Not so soundly though", Sasuke turned around to see Naruto thrashing slightly from a nightmare. Waking the blonde up from one nightmare in to another one crueler than can be imagined was not something Sasuke was prepared to do – Naruto was probably safer in his dream world.

"That's a shame. I have something I saved for him from lunch time – you know he wasn't allowed to go right? 'He had the chemicals instead', that sadistic bastard laughed", Chouji's face darkened at the mention of the man behind the torture.

"Toss it over; I'll give it to him. Don't worry, I'll tell him it's from you. I just can't believe I didn't think of it", Sasuke said. He checked left, right and then caught the bar that Chouji had thrown. It was food alright, something given to those who did a special job for Orochimaru. Chouji must have stolen it because none of them accepted the special jobs. He turned to Naruto to see if he was okay and then back to Chouji.

"I'm getting more worried about him, Cho. I don't know how much more I can take seeing him put through this. I don't care about me – anything can happen to me – I just need to get him out of here. I want him back with his family, back in to a safe happy life".

"Have you told him how you feel yet?"

"No, and I don't think I can add that burden on to him as well. He has enough to deal with just getting through the day, let alone knowing that the person sharing his cell loves him more than anything in the world".

"I think he'll be more understanding than you think Sasuke. I mean, we are talking about Naruto here – the one who has kept our spirits higher than anyone else has. I think he'll love the news and return your feelings".

"Are you hinting at something here? Don't fuck with me Cho; this is all I have left", Sasuke grabbed the bars of the door to get closer to his friend in the opposite cell.

"I'm just saying you shouldn't rule it out. You've done so much for him, how do you know he doesn't feel the same?"

"Because I can feel it – my instincts are hardly ever wrong Cho".

"Fair enough but take the chance sooner than later – at this rate, though I don't even want to think it, Naruto may not be around much longer".

Cho left the view of the bars and Kiba returned.

"He's right man. Sooner rather than later".

"Thanks guys for the support – at least I know that I have some in here".

"Look, remember, we are all in unison, we are all suffering the same fate and we are all here for one another. Now, there are some punks in here who are more intent on saving their own asses, but we aren't. We're united and that's how it's going to stay", Kiba explained, determination in his already fierce eyes. Sasuke nodded back at him.

"Quick guard!"

They both ducked behind the walls again, Sasuke watched as the guard walked off and ducked back around to the bars to talk to Kiba.

"Man, they are growing in numbers I swear".

"Look, don't worry – escape is always possible. I've watched enough films in my life outside this hell to know that".

"Kiba, I think your optimism is just what everyone in here needs. I know mine is slowly running out. I'll talk to you guys later; I think some more thinking on a way to get out of here is needed".

"See you later man. Take care of Naruto".

Sasuke turned back around to find the blonde awaking slightly from his sleep. He fell off of the bunk and made it to the toilet in time. The smell of vomit once again drifted through the cell. It was the most unpleasant thing. Sasuke rubbed the back of the blonde and handed him a drink of water that he had requested from the guard. The guards treated him better, knowing Orochimaru's opinion of him. Naruto drank a sip before rinsing his mouth and spitting it in the toilet.

"Thanks Sasuke".

"Don't worry, mate. We're all here to help you. We all suffer the same".

"Yep. But I can't wait to leave – just so I can see...see my family again. At least one last time".

"Come on, don't talk as if it the end. You know it's not the end. Soon, we'll be free – I promise you that I will get you out of here alive, well, and that you will see your family again. I promise you that that's how you will get out of here. And then we will get the police to raid on this place faster than you say Orochimaru".

"That's a long word though – it takes longer to say", Naruto smiled, taking his head out of the toilet for a few seconds before his stomach lurched again. Sasuke sat next to the blonde with his head in the toilet and began to gently calm him down with stories of their life outside of the Experiment Centre. He talked about all of them having a happy life together. He talked about how they would beat Orochimaru to a pulp, how they would watch as this place was blown up and how they would get to glance at every happy face that left the prison alive.

"It's something so priceless that imagining it now will be nothing compared to the reality. Come on Naruto, you have the strength to pull through. Here. It's a bar from Chouji; he risked a lot to take it from someone for you". Sasuke handed Naruto the bar and watched as Naruto slowly unwrapped and ate it. The smile on his face made Sasuke's heart jump.

Naruto collapsed to the side of the toilet, gasping for breath slightly.

"I'm so glad...that I have you...here with me Sasuke", he spoke. There was a loving look in the blonde's cerulean eyes that made Sasuke's pale complexion tinge slightly pink, turning away. He turned back to see the blonde slumped over the toilet, not moving.

"Naruto?" Sasuke looked at the blonde anxiously. He was unmoving and unresponsive to Sasuke's gentle touch. The blonde then began to convulse.

"NARUTO?" Sasuke dragged the blonde away from the toilet and on to the empty space on the floor to make sure he didn't hurt himself on the toilet. He didn't know what to do so he held the blonde for a few seconds before shouting out that he needed help. A guard ran up to the door and opened it, pushing Sasuke away and checking the blonde over. Obviously not an expert, even the guard could tell that it was exceptionally serious.

"Well, he's going in to some kind of state; I must report this straight away".

"Get him some medical help!" Sasuke yelled after him.

"That's Sir Orochimaru's decision", the guard replied before running off, his nerves evidently showing in his expression.

Sasuke turned and crawled back over to the shaking body of Naruto – the blonde was making no noise at all; the only sounds that could be heard were the noises of Naruto's limbs connecting with the hard stone floor and the sound of Sasuke's heart beat increasing louder and louder. He ran and got a pillow, laying it under Naruto's head so he didn't hit his head hard on the floor and did his best to calm down the blonde. A minute or so later, the original guard returned, with him bringing a medical practitioner and Orochimaru himself, followed by an entourage of protection – it was only that that stopped him jumping on the man there and then. The snake man had lengthy greasy dark hair that fell down his back – his eyes were slits and his skin was almost purple in colour. He definitely looked like he had taken part in his fair share of experiments too. He was dressed in a posh suit, relatively smart, making the lodgings of the two prisoners look much shabbier in comparison. The man behind him was pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose, a smirk placed on his face that made Sasuke's blood boil – Orochimaru's right hand man, Kabuto, with spectacles, grey hair despite his young-ish appearance and his excessive likeness for the colour purple put him on the same scale as Orochimaru. He too was dressed in a genteel fitted suit in a dark purple, highly expensive material that could rival his superior's and was all too aware at the deep founded joy the situation was bringing his boss.

"So, the little brat has gone in to convulsions and excessive vomiting. Eventual outcome must be noted down in the next hour or so; I expect a full report on my desk in my office, typed and ready to read. Sasuke, do not touch the boy as they work on him or you may have to feel my wrath". The snake man snickered as he departed the cell; however his assistant remained, lingering slightly longer – giving Sasuke a sneer that forced Sasuke to ball his hands in to fists ready to attack.

"Well, Sasuke, seeing as your roommate is suffering quite extensive internal and also external injuries, I guess its time that we start looking for a replacement. How would you feel about that then Uchiha? Happy? You get your own cell for a while".

"Go to hell your ass-kissing bastard", Sasuke narrowed his eyes deadly at Kabuto who almost flinched in response. The smirk was absent from his face for a few seconds before returning with a clever comeback.

"Watch it, Sasuke. If you care enough about the boy, maybe we will kill him in front of you – that way there is fun for all of us. Wait; did I say all of us? I meant me and Sir Orochimaru". The man turned around and exited the cell, leaving the medical practitioner still attempting to save Naruto. After several endless minutes of waiting, Sasuke saw the doctor leave Naruto's side. Naruto was awake yet unfocused – though oddly still. The guard walked out and guarded the door to the cell, obviously waiting for the doctor to leave.

"Excuse me, Sasuke Uchiha", the doctor said looking down at Naruto on the floor before looking the Uchiha in the eyes.

"What?"

"Your friend is in a vegetative state", the doctor stated bluntly.

"What?!"

"I'm sorry; there is something wrong with his brain and I can't determine what's causing it unless I have proper testing equipment which I don't have here. I'm sorry – all you can do is to make him as comfortable as you can in here for the remainder of his life – which I don't know the length of without test results".

"He was forced to drink chemicals – I don't know all of the brands but they were general household products like bleach and umm..."

"Well, even if you did know the exact chemicals he ingested, it wouldn't help without the use of test analysis. I know everything that happens here – I am forced to administer some of these tests – I'm not here by choice same as you".

"But sir, seriously there must be something you can do to help me".

"The only way you can save him is to get him out of here and to the nearest decent doctor – and you know that's unlikely to happen anytime soon".

Sasuke scowled and turned away from the doctor, punching the wall with his fist. The doctor looked almost sadly at Sasuke.

"Just...go. If there is nothing else you can do then leave. I want to keep him here with me".

"I am...really I am...sorry. But Mr Uchiha sir, Orochimaru will want to take Mr Uzumaki's body away to complete more tests – I can't seem to apologise enough but you only have a few more minutes left with him; I'll stall them as long as I possibly can but there really is nothing else I can do".

The doctor picked up his medical apparatus and left.

"Fuck, I need a miracle – I need to get him away. I need to get him to a doctor who will treat him not just test him. Fuck, fuck, FUCK!" Sasuke screamed and punched the wall again. He could hear shouts from Chouji and Kiba and he quickly walked over to get as close to them as possible.

"What's going on? Is Naruto o-?"

"He's in a vegetative state, I need to get him away – they're going to test him, maybe even kill him and autopsy his body. I need to get him out now". Tears stung in Sasuke's eyes and he turned his gaze away from his friends and to the love of his life who was lying on the floor; unresponsive to his surroundings.

"How Sasuke? I mean I know that we needed to leave since we got here, but do you really think you can get him out in the next twenty minutes or so? You are going to need a miracle for that to happen!"

"Don't you think I know that Chouji?! Huh?! DON'T YOU THINK I KNOW I'VE LOST MY LAST CHANCE TO TELL HIM HOW I FEEL?!" Sasuke shouted at his friends opposite him; tears stung his eyes but he refused to let them all; his cheeks began to tinge red and droplets of sweat began to collect on his pale skin – he was shaking in fear but remained rigid in determination: it was not going to be the end, he wouldn't let it be.

"Sasuke..."

Then it happened.

A screech of brakes.

A mumbled shout.

Sasuke ran to Naruto's body and covered him.

SLAM.

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Sasuke coughed as he felt dust collecting in his lungs; he could feel the small pieces of wood and brick hit his body but he remained covering Naruto. After half a minute or so, Sasuke looked up to see something so bright that he didn't know what to make of it. The lights of a heavy industrial delivery truck pierced his vision that it made it look like a gift from God. The cell was covered in broken brick, metal and car parts – dust had settled all over the floor and the fittings of their unfulfilling home.

Sasuke looked up to see the driver unconscious; blood slowly dribbling from a wound to his head. Sasuke walked over, dusting himself off and checked the pulse of the driver. It was faint but still there. Sasuke could do nothing to help the driver now. This was his chance. This was it – the moment he had been waiting for. But it was short-lived. Naruto was unable to move for himself. He stared briefly at the body on the floor, dust collecting. His eyes looked at him softly. He was calling to him, Sasuke could feel it.

Voices yelled from the cell opposite. They could see what was going on. Sasuke continued to stare at them before he really heard what they were saying.

"Run Sasuke! Save Naruto and save yourself – don't worry about us". Kiba encouraged.

"Pick Naruto up and take him to a doctor – take him away from here. If you don't move, you will lose your chance to save him".

Sasuke's mind snapped in to focus. He nodded at the two guys in front of him and let one of his tears fall.

"I will come back for you guys. I will not let you die here".

The two friends opposite him smiled warmly and Sasuke truly felt for the first time ever, happy to have been in the Experiment Centre, or he would never have met the two amazing friends opposite him. Sasuke walked over to the small chest of drawers and took out the book and the locket, tucking them in the pockets of his disgusting grey uniform. He then walked over and picked up the blonde on the floor. He then began to look for an opening in the wall big enough to escape. Sirens began to sound as realisation of what happened finally hit the guards that worked there. Kiba and Chouji begged Sasuke to hurry. Sasuke managed to find a gap and slip through a gap, carrying the unmoving body of his love on his back.

And they were free. They were free from the building that had crushed their spirits and souls. Sasuke looked back at the building one last time. He breathed a sigh of relief and as he began to see guards approaching the cell from the gap, his momentum took over and he began to spring away – the first step in escaping hell.

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