I decided to upload this anyway because I felt all happiness when I got those alerts...but really, it would be nice if you liked to please review!
A/N: I noticed that this might be a little confusing for you, even though its number differently, I actually only have technically 'three' chapters up, but I made a Prologue!! I don't know why I'm droning on about this...just a little bored.
Anyways, please review and enjoy the next chapter.
DISCLAIMER: I claim that I disclaim...that I don't own Naruto.
Chapter Three: Fatal Feelings
Sasuke made his way hurriedly over to Naruto, he didn't know why he was going so fast, but he knew he had to get to Naruto. He made his way to Naruto, shouting his name several times. He felt for a pulse and to his relief got one, but it was weakening.
Sasuke stood up and took the deceased man's weapon, which was still impaled in Naruto, and put his hands on the hilt. He knew better than to pull the weapon completely out of Naruto, so he chopped the weapon off with his own blade, but leaving a shard of the enemy's blade still impaled into Naruto.
Carefully, but quickly, he picked up Naruto and thought desperately. He quickly scanned the area and took off to where he thought he felt a glimmer of civilization.
He made his way towards the place, where hopefully rested the nearest inn.
He couldn't risk going to a hospital and exposing Naruto there. Who knows what would happen in a town like that if they found out Naruto was holding the Nine Tailed Fox?
He swiftly made his way on the paths racing against time.
Sasuke finally found the small rundown town that smelled considerably, and pushed past the doors into the apparently old inn. The owner looked up lazily from the bottle of whiskey he'd just downed. He's eyes were clouded; he reeked, and was obviously drunk. Sasuke gave a sound of disgust.
"You…you can't go in dere mhisher!" he slurred swaying on his desk. Sasuke sighed and started to pay when the man took out a knife. "Get your hanfs ashay from my fhace…" he swung lazily missing by a mile. Sasuke sighed in annoyance as the man went to attack him again. Sasuke reached down and quickly grabbed the empty whiskey bottle and slapped it across the side of the man's head. The glass shattered everywhere, and the man crumpled to the ground.
"That ought to keep him down for a few days," Sasuke muttered. He looked at the sheet of paper which had listed the rooms people had already rented and to his surprise found no one had checked in a single room.
Sasuke jumped up the dangerously creaking stairs and checked the rooms. Almost all of them were unsecure, but a few at the very back were stable enough for one night. Sasuke opened the door of what he considered to be the safest room and put Naruto down on the bed who groaned slightly in pain.
Sasuke closed his eyes for a moment before hurriedly unzipping the top half of Naruto's black and orange jumpsuit, and pulled the black t-shirt over the blonde's head. He knew if he didn't help Naruto soon, Naruto would be dead and useless to him.
Sasuke examined the wound around the remaining shard of the blade. He walked to the bathroom and looked around for a clean cloth to dress the wound with but found none. Angrily he ripped the end of his sleeves off and wet one of them. He grabbed Naruto's kunai and set to work digging the shard out trying not to leave Naruto to bleed to death.
He moved onto the bed and placed Naruto's limp body on his lap to work better.
After he successfully removed the shard he immediately started cleaning the wound, after helping start the blood to clot and which would stop the blood flow.
He then wrapped Naruto's shoulder, right above his heart, (where the wound was) in the dry, clean cloth from his sleeve. He sighed and wiped his hands in the bowl of water beside the bed and looked down to see Naruto's condition.
Sasuke bit his lip as gazed down at the still face of Naruto. Was he really dead? After all of that? Did you the idiot just die?! Sasuke closed his eyes and slowly slid the bloody head protector from Naruto's face and bent down over him, pulling the still warm body closer to himself.
He thought back on all of those days when he was with Naruto, and how he forced himself to forget the enraging kid when he was leaving Konoha…why did Naruto follow him? Why did he spend two years to find him? Sasuke wanted to scream, why was this happening? Why was he feeling…remorse, for Naruto?
Why did he feel pain when he saw Naruto hurt, every time he saw him now, it was painful. But why? Why did he dream about Naruto every night since he left? That bond he was so often reminded of…what did it mean exactly?
Sasuke suddenly realized where the train of thought was leading him. Instantly he tried to wipe the thoughts away, Naruto didn't matter. He couldn't feel something for him; his only reason was Itachi's death. Suddenly he felt a stirring in his arms. Sasuke opened his eyes to see Naruto struggling to open his own eyes. Sasuke watched in surprise as Naruto's dazzling blue eyes slowly started to open.
Sasuke suddenly realized how close he had pulled Naruto to his body. He jumped before quickly starting to detach himself from Naruto as Naruto came to full consciousness. He got up off the bed and didn't meet Naruto's eyes, hiding the deep flush that had appeared on his face.
"Sas-Sasuke?" Naruto asked slowly. Sasuke still didn't look him in the eye. He was still flustered.
"It's about time you woke up." He said sharply. "Your pathetic you know that?" he said a little too gruffly. "Letting a fool like that take you down. " Naruto shouted an angry sound of indignation.
"Shut up, Sasuke!" he growled. Sasuke smirked before going towards the door. Naruto watched in sudden bewilderment. Why was Sasuke leaving him?
"I'm going to my room," Sasuke said as if he read his mind. "You stay here and…recover." Sasuke laughed slightly and closed the door before breathing deeply and resting against the wall, wiping away any trace of what he had been feeling away, before going across the hall to another secure room. Naruto clenched his fist and teeth muttering about Sasuke.
"How could I ever have cared about him anyway-" Naruto stopped, partly about what he had just confessed out loud and also because he noticed the bandaged and clean wound on his shoulder. His eyes were wide in surprise, did Sasuke do this? Naruto carefully pulled away the bandages to see the wound, it was surprisingly healing quickly, from the Kyuubi's chakra he was sure, but it was a fatal wound, and it still took time to completely heal.
Naruto suddenly felt a sharp pang of pain as he removed the bandage and the wound started to bleed again as Naruto cried out. The door suddenly burst open and Sasuke was there. Naruto looked up in surprise with half-lidded eyes from the pain.
"Why are you here?" Naruto demanded.
"I thought you might have died, judging from that scream," Sasuke said sardonically. Naruto scoffed slightly and turned his head as he attempted to stop the bleeding. He suddenly felt a cold hand touch his wound carefully and with special prodding stopped the bleeding. He looked over to see Sasuke carefully replacing the bandage.
"Don't touch it again, idiot," Sasuke snapped before he impassively made it to the door. Naruto followed him with his eyes, surprised again by Sasuke as the door shut behind him. Naruto turned over in the bed, biting the scream of pain back. What was that all about?
Meanwhile, in Sasuke's room, Sasuke lay on the bed staring at the ceiling wondering himself why he had felt suddenly so protective of Naruto. And why the sight of Naruto's blood was enraging. He swiftly shook the thoughts away and closed his eyes trying to mask the conflict inside of his mind.
