Naruto stood hesitating outside Sasuke's door. He had run home crying, but when he had calmed down, he decided to go back to Sasuke's house. He couldn't let his friend keep hurting himself, no matter that he had been told to just forget about it. Naruto wasn't the sort of person to let his friends suffer. He was a lot more sensitive than most people would have given him credit for. He knocked, but there was no answer. He knocked again, but still no answer.
After knocking for a minute, Naruto opened the door and walked in. He was horrified by what he saw. Through the open bedroom door, he could see Sasuke unconcious on the bed, blood pooling under his wrists. Naruto ran forward, and tried to wake him. Sasuke was alive, but unconcious. He had cut his wrists pretty deeply, and lost a lot of blood. Naruto picked him up and carried him to the hospital.
'I won't let Sasuke die!'ran through Naruto's mind over and over as he ran full speed to the hospital, jumping from roof to roof. He fought down the panic that threatened to overwhelm him. Sasuke was so cold, so pale in his arms. He pulled his chakra into his feet, to run faster. By the time he got to the hospital he was exhausted, but he ran in, Sasuke limp in his arms. The medics took over from there.
Sasuke came to sometime in the very early morning, before dawn. Something heavy was lying on him, he shifted slightly, and heard a sigh. The night's events came back to him suddenly, and he remembered cutting himself until darkness took him. He realized at the same time that he wasn't at home, he was in the hospital. He looked down at his chest, someone was lying on him. He had just realized who it was when the sleeping figure murmered his name.
"Sasuke..." Naruto murmered in his sleep, slowly rising out of troubled black dreams. Someone laid a hand on his head, and spoke to him. "Dobe." No, Sasuke corrected himself, "Naruto." Naruto raised his sleepy head, gazing up at Sasuke with sleep filled eyes. He didn't move from his place, resting on Sasuke's chest. He wasn't awake enough to think about how he had gotten there.
Sasuke pulled Naruto closer, into an embrace. "Thank you." he whispered, cuddling the sleepy blonde. "You saved my life, didn't you? Go back to sleep," he whispered when Naruto tried to rise, "You look tired." Sasuke lay back down, holding Naruto against his chest. He fell asleep in moments.
Naruto was sure he was dreaming, when Sasuke pulled him close and thanked him for saving his life. When Sasuke fell back asleep, Naruto lay on his chest. So what if he was dreaming? Sometimes dreaming was sweeter than being awake.
Naruto was gone when Sasuke awakened again later that morning. He wondered if he had been dreaming. He looked down at his arms, covered in bandages. Someone had to have brought him in, so he decided it hadn't been a dream. What would he do now? He had weakened and given in to his desire to hold his teammate close. It couldn't continue, no matter how much his need for the other boy seemed to be growing. He had resisted for ages, why couldn't he seem to resist anymore?