Woooooooah!! Sasuke's a right ol' bastard.
Most of you seem to think so, hahahah! Oh the things you all said! Hell it made me nervous.
So heres the question... Will he or wont he? What will Sasuke do?
Read and Find out!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. The only blondes I own are Kurokiri, Toshiko, and Eiko. They are mine. MINE.
Songs that inspired this (the ones I was listening to anyway) :
Excess by Tricky
Pride by High and Mighty Color
Aquarius by Within Temptaion
Ame ni Shichigatsu - Rain in July
Sasuke knew he was a bastard.
A big one.
A really, really big one.
That being said, he took further measures. Naruto, who was looking incredibly nervouse and petrified, was watching him rearrage boxes and clear a bedroom across the hall from Sasukes that the Uchiha decided the blond could stay in untill he got better. Untill... he would have to contact whoever watched over the boy could come pick him up and take him to his rightfull home.
"Alright, this should be good enough. You should get some rest Naruto, or you'll never get better." Sasuke said, dusting his hands off, his back to the door where Naruto clutched the frame, his eyes downcast.
"Hai." was the small reply. Sasuke nodded to himself, glancing around the room, before turning to Naruto and guiding his towards the futon. Something flashed in light blue orbs that went unnoticed by Sasuke as he helped Naruto into the sheets.
"I know its only 9:00, but you should sleep more. If you need anything, I'll be across the hall."
With that, Sasuke stood up and walked out of the room, flicking the light off and casting everything into darkness. He heard a very soft whimper, and, thinking back to when he was a kid, Sasuke left the door opena crack, letting the light from the hall leave a bit of comfort for the boy. Sasuke thought fondly of his mother who would do the same during that period of time he was afraid of demons lurking in the space beneath his bed.
Closing the door to his own room, Sasuke shook his head. Naruto would have to get used to the dark, the boy couldn't afford any compassion if he was learn to grow up quicker. It wasn't his place to teach the boy not to be afraid of the dark.
The dark couldn't hurt you.
Naruto shivered on the futon where he sat with his arms wrapped around his knees. The sliver of light coming in from the hallway light was littel comfort against the fear that remained in his stomach.
Would the man who's house he was currently staying at, really make him go back?
Naruto sighed, pulling his knees closer to himself. He knew that being at this house was different from being at the others that he often went to. This man, who insisted on being called by his first name 'Sasuke' despite the fact that Naruto had always been told to adress his hosts as 'Master' no matter what, that man Sasuke was different. And Naruto liked this kind of different.
True, Sasuke had hit him with his car, but it had been Naruto's fault for running in such a flurry when the freak storm hit that he didn't look to see if anyone was coming. But, he had to run. He had to leave. Leave that house. Leave that awful Master
He had been trained, for two years since the day he turned 10, that under no circumstances, no matter what, he must never try to leave ('escape' was a more fitting word) from whatever 'host' had paid his Master for his 'services'. Naruto hated all of his Masters, but Master Kabuto was his least...'favorite', for lack of a better word. He really had no favorites. Well, except for Sasuke maybe. Sasuke hadn't hurt him. Yet.
Naruto shook his head, his spiky blond hair tossling messily. Naruto could see, Sasuke wasn't the type of person who would perpousely hurt someone. He had, after all, taken Naruto to the hospital and fed him good things with Hatake-san and Ita-nii.
But... Sasuke wanted him to go away. He didn't belong with Sasuke. Sasuke didn't want him around. Sasuke was going to tell Kbuto-sama where he was. Of all people, of all his Masters, he was going to call Kabuto-sama.
Naruto shook violently, and flung the covers off of his body, running to the door and out of his room, wincing from the pain in his ankle and the sore parts of his body that told him to stay put. He ran right across the hall, slowing down to gently and quietly open the door to the bedroom across from his. A small sliver of light lit a path to the bed across the dark room as Naruto entered, bitting his lip before closing the door, the dark enveloping him. Hastily he scampered to the bed, pulling himself up with great effort while not making a big commotion.
Moolight streamed through the window, illuminating Sasuke's pale skin, making it stand out against his dark hair and sheets. Naruto gulped, knowing that what he was doing was a very punishable offence. Sneaking into a Masters bed without permission was highly unacceptable. Ans what happened as punishment was...
Naruto shuddered, withdrawing a bit from the warmth that Sasuke was giving off. He studied the older man's face.
This Sasuke... He wasn't like any of his other Masters. He was so handsome! He looked so peaceful, lips parted while he took deep even breaths as he slept. Naruto smiled sadly.
To think he would be leaving such a person. This beautiful man who had bought him something called a crepe from the street vendor even though Naruto hadn't provided him any 'service'. Naruto felt his smile slowly slip off, his eyes becoming foggy while the pressure in his small chest built at the knowlage that he would be going back once he healed . For the first time, he cursed his abnormaly fast rate of healing.
Naruto stretched out his small hand towards Sasuke's face, gently brushing the bangs out of the older man's eyes. Naruto's soft smile was back, and lowered himself next to the larger body, closing his deep blue eyes.
Reperation, punishment,... he could take any of it. If it meant just this one experiance of being next to a person like Uchiha Sasuke-san, he could take anything his Masters would decide later to dish out.
Naruto... really liked a person like Sasuke-san! Sasuke-san... clearly wasn't a Master. Masters were mean. They made him hurt very badly. But, Sasuke-san... if anyone could be Naruto's master, he wished Sasuke-san could. Naruto smiled. Oh how he would spoil Sasuke-san if given the chance to serve under him!
Thinking of this, Naruto let himself slip into a deep sleep, the idea of having Sasuke be his one and only Master, forever, making the monsters that lurked in the dark not matter so much.
Sasuke stared in shock at the boy who was wrapped around his waist, fast asleep.
In his bed.
Gently prying the thin tan arms away from his body, Sasuke layed Naruto properly on the other side of the bed, pulling back up the covers and fixing the overly large night shirt that the blond had borrowed again. He was a bit confused as to why the boy had wound up next to him, but ignored it for the time being. He had work at 7:00, and it was 6:15 at the moment.
After taking a quick shower Sasuke dressed in a clean japanese style suit, remembering to take the one he had been out in that rain in to the dry cleaners. Adjusting his dark red tie around his neck, he wrote a quick note of instructions to Naruto, leaving it in plain view for when the boy woke up. He stared, momentarily, at the angelic like visage the boy gave off.
He frowned.
Naruto's injuries, bruises and the like, were healing remarkably well. Although it was not an unrealistic improvement, it was still quite impressive. This of course only remined Sasuke all the more that soon the boy would be fully healed, and even in a shorter amount of time then was orrigonaly estimated.
Naruto... would be out of his life shortly. As it was before, and as it should be. He would have to search today for the man the little blond had named fully after strict memory prodding that seemed to upset Naruto, but got results non the less.
Yakushi Kabuto.
Sasuke left the room, the house, and then the property.
He felt pressure which he could properly identify as something akin to guilt build up in his stomach as he drove to the Uchiha company head offices. He alowed the early morning radio news to drown out the feeling that he really didn't care much for.
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Sasuke stared at the numbers in front of him. A small post-it note with neat swirled handwritting in ball-point pen ink, blue, with seven little numbers.
It annoyed the Uchiha that something as simple as a telephone number was cuasing him so much irritation. Maybe it was due to the fact that it was the phone number of Yakushi Kabuto, and he had had taken it apon himself to look the number up with the intention of announcing Naruto's whereabouts.
He didn't have a good feeling about any of it as his fingers resolutely punched the dial pad of his office phone. They hesitated at the last digit.
As Sasuke brought the reciever to his ear, it had already begun ringing. Long digital drags that made Sasuke's resolution lower with each tone. And then...
"Moshi moshi?"
Sasuke unstuck his lips which he found had been set in a thin line and cleared his throat.
"Ah, Yakushi Kabuto-san?"
Sasuke found part of himself wishing he had the wrong number.
"Thats me. May I ask who this is and what this is in regards to?"
Sasuke was perturbed at the business-like tone he was being treated with. Hell, he was a president of a company and rarely he used that manner of speach. Sasuke took a short, deep breath.
"My name is Uchiha Sasuke and-"
"Surely you're kidding? The Uchiha Sasuke?"
Sasuke felt a familiar twinge of annoyance. Figures this person would recognise his name. The Uchiha family and the business enterprise they owned was mildly famouse even amungst the poorer community (thanks to his late mother's charitable donations to variouse causes).
"I assure you I am who I say I am, Yakushi-san."
"Oh no, please call me by my first name! What can I help you with Uchiha-san?"
Sasuke felt a little bit less uneasy then he had moments ago. This Kabuto person seemed kind enough, polite and without any underlying tone of malice. He seemed like... a... good person.
"I'm calling in ragards to a boy. Uzumaki Naruto. Blue eyes, blond hair. Three scars on each cheek."
There was a pause, and Sasuke felt the uneasiness that was previousely lowered, flicker. Then, there was a gasp-like laugh that spoke vaguely of relief.
"You found him? You found Naruto-kun?!"
There was such a tone of relief in Kabuto's exclamation, that all the feelings of unease and worry more or less left Sasuke. Kabuto sounded so parent-like, maternal even.
"Well, we sort of found each other. There was an accident, which was mostly my own fualt, resulting in Naruto sustaining a few injuries and a hospital visit."
"Injuries? Was it seriouse? Is he still in the hospital? Was he disfigured in anyway?!"
Sasuke felt his tension leaving in great waves. But there was still the fact that Naruto had been so terrified...
"No, it was nothing seriouse. He's healing quiet evenly. He's currently staying at my home while he gets better."
"Ah, thank goodness! I apologize for the trouble you've gone to Uchiha-san. I'll pick him up straight away, if you'd be so kind as to tell me where I might be able to do so?"
Sasuke opened his mouth to respon, but stilled.
'...Thats Kabuto-sama... a Master...'
Sasuke recalled everything Naruto had said, how he acted, the injuries he had sustained before Sasuke had ran into him, and his timid, nervouse nature.
"Before I tell you where I live, I have a few questions you-"
"Does this have anything to do with Naruto-kun's 'Master' talk?"
Sasuke's eyes widend and his grip on the phone tightend.
"Care to explain that?"
Sasuke was a bit angry now, hearing Kabuto talk about something as unsetteling as how Naruto acted as though it were nothing. Sasuke narrowed his eyes in a glare, even though the man on the phone was just that, on the phone, and couldnt see him.
"Well, Naruto-kun is an orphan, and had lived in a foster home for most of his life. I just recently adopted him, and hes never really taken to me. This is the third time since he's come to live with me that hes run away, for no reason. Whats more, he's got a hell of an imagination, and knows how to get other people in trouble. So whenever we go out in public, he'll try and make me out to be some pervert by acting like a slave or something, and because hes such a cute little kid, its a bit hard repriming him in public. Its gotten me a lot of questionable stares and the like."
Sasuke felt a slurry of emotions and questions race through his mind. Had Naruto just been putting on an act? No... no he had injuries!
"What about all the wounds and injuries he had?"
"That bit also adds to my trouble. No matter what I do to try to stop it, Naruto-kun often gets picked on by other boys due to his frail appearance. Unfortunately, he can't defend himself at all, and hes often getting injuries. I offer to help, but, obviousely, he doesn't trust me very much. I'm very sorry Uchiha-san, but I've been extreamely worried over Naruto-kun, so please tell me where I can find him."
Sasuke gripped the phone in one hand and with the other, he gripped his forehead. If what Kabuto said was true, and he couldn't just say it wasn't, then he had no right to keep Naruto away from him.
"My home is at 823 Okeru street. Tomorow evening is fine."
As soon as he said it, Sasuke hung up the phone, using his newely freed hand to clutch at his head with the other.
That was it.
He had done what he was supposed to.
Alerted Naruto's worried guardian as to where his runaway son was.
Naruto... would be gone tomorow evening.
In a small office on the edge of the Chiyoda district, a man in round framed glasses dialed quickly and well practiced numbers into a thin black cell phone, holding the reciever to his ear as he spun slowly in his revolving leather chair. His lips were turned up in a pleased little smirk.
"Orochimaru-sama. Kabuto. Theres no need for you to pay late fees. I've located the boy. You can alert the manager of the Akatsuki. Thier prise possesion will be delivered by tomorow night."
There was a small click as the cell phone was shut. The man with silver hair and round framed glasses streatched with an air of relief, the smirk ever present.
I feel... like some of you might have gone 'Noooo!!! You dumbshit Sasuke!"
But don't worry... well... maybe you should? Who knows what I'll do??
Thank you everyone who supports this story! You're all so nice! I'm very happy that there are such kind people in the world! It makes me confident that one of you might save me from a runaway bus one day.
And now, on a final note...
RALLY SUPPORT FOR THE CANCELATION OF ENGLISH DUBBING IN NARUTO! THE HELL MUST END!!
thanks mina!
-Rae-chan