Thanks for supporting my day! I always do something for myself as a present so share it with you guys made me really happy. I didn't even tell you what happened after that day. Well a few days later I started high school and met this strange girl (kate!) who annoyed the shit out of me. I hated her guts cuz she was so strange, always reading her books never talking to anyone, even as anti-social as I was I still talked a lot. The worst part was since I had no friends I kept getting stuck with her as a partner in gym, which sucked cuz I'm very athletic and this girl was the most uncoordinated wimp I had ever met. And weird dear god is she weird, for some reason we talked about zombies, peg legs, arm pit hair…. understand it she a freak! Never cursing in less were playing video games. Dropping things tripping over nothing such a klutz! But after a while I started to find her interesting, I'd be excited to go to school (imagine that) just cuz I couldn't wait to talk to her. Sure she was still weird but I started to like that about her, the fact that was different from everyone and so aloof never caring how weird she sounded and just talking about whatever was on her mind. I started to compare everyone else to her instead of the other way around, so far no one has ever measured up to her and I very much doubt they ever will.
It seems some people misunderstood Naruto's anger, sorry my bad I should have made it more obvious but when I wrote that line from chapter 2 it was meant for a reference in the chapter 6 so my brain just assumed everyone would get it. So to clear it up when Sasuke said 'trash belongs in the trash' Naruto was remembering the dumpster incident and yaaa ta da?
Special thanks- miss Shenevive thank you so much for fixing my all mistake(and that I mean pretty much every other word), please check out her fics!
Also to miss Nyaron once again for a new picture! If your not able to copy the link please look on my profile at the very bottom! This is a picture of last chapter of Naruto and Sasuke doing the airplane in chibi form! http/i23. albums/b383 / Akio-kun/chibifight . jpg
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Sticks and Stones
Chapter 7-Sorry not enough
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Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is yours, don't be late
Take a rest as a friend as an old memoria
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Naruto shoved the two boys away and slammed the door shut, he pressed all his weight against the door in case they tried to barge their way in again. When nothing happened, Naruto's arms weakened and he fell heavily against the door. For a second he sat there and stared upwards at the ceiling with hollow eyes, his chest heaving up and down as he inhaled and exhaled slowly. Naruto cursed angrily when he felt something-wet slide down his cheek. He slammed the back of his head against the door twice, disregarding the pain.
"Shit," he mumbled, wiping his eyes roughly with the back of his arm, "I'm not trash, I'm not worthless, I'm not." His muttering didn't seem to comfort him as he crawled away from the door and stood up shakily. Naruto closed his eyes and slowly made his way to his bedroom using the wall as a guide. When he reached the piles of blankets he collapse into them and curled around until they wrapped tightly, creating a cocoon of blankets with him safely trapped in the middle. He stared up at the sky that turned pink as the sun set, his favorite part of the house was the sunroof directly above his bed.
He loved waking up in the morning to the sun's warm rays and falling asleep at night under the stars and the moon. Eventually Naruto's eye grew heavy and closed shut, his breathing slowly evened out. He fell into a deep slumber.
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He was roughly shaken back into the real world after a couple of hours. Naruto grumbled and tried to shift away from the one disturbing his beauty sleep. But the force was not about to let him go as he was pulled back and annoyingly tapped on the nose. Naruto gave in and tried to open his eyes but they were sealed shut by dried up tears.
"Iruka?" his voice asked groggy.
Naruto's hand slipped out of the blankets and blindly felt around for Iruka. When his hand met a solid object he pushed his way through the blankets and opened a bleary eye. The person was too fuzzy to make out but Naruto felt a sense of relief when he identified Iruka's trademark ponytail. Naruto smiled and launched him self at the man, hugging him tightly. The body stiffened upon impact but Naruto took no notice as he placed his chin on Iruka's shoulder and cried loudly. Naruto felt a little shameful that he couldn't hold anything back, and for a moment feared Iruka might push him away. His fears diminished as the body shifted and a hand came up to Naruto's back to return the hug. Naruto felt a new wave of tears rise and words spilled out from his mouth uncontrollably.
"Iruka, I hate them," the hand on his back tightened, but then another hand slid upward and patted Naruto's hair for comfort, urging him to continue, "I hate them so much Iruka, everything's falling apart. I don't want this, I don't want to do this anymore. Help me." Naruto pressed himself closer and burred his head into Iruka's neck muffling his words, "Please help me." Iruka hugged him tighter and Naruto felt warmth creep into his skin, this is how it's suppose to be, a parent that loves his child unconditionally. No need for snooping classmates getting in the way of his dreams, no more loneliness, just the warmth of a parent's love. Naruto snuggled further into the shoulder and smiled.
"So troublesome." The voice vibrated in Naruto's chest
Holy shit. That was not Iruka's calm soothing voice above him.
For a few seconds Naruto attempted to come up with a different reason for why Iruka's voice sounded so much like the nerd's voice. A few suggestions his mind provided with involved aliens and an abduction, but that wasn't right, aliens don't abduct people with ponytails, at least not in Naruto's fever stricken mind. Unable to find a good reason Naruto was forced to face the truth, his fever had killed him during his nap and he was in hell.
Steeling himself, Naruto looked upward and literally came face to face with Shikamaru. He was sitting on the boy's crossed legs, with his arms still wrapped around Shikamaru's neck.
Shikamaru stared at him in concern, his hand still around Naruto's back in a half hug, and the other hand nestled in blond hair. To Shikamaru, Naruto's eyes were a glossy blue surrounded by a rim of red. He never remembered Naruto's eyes being this blue before, in fact, Shikamaru always thought the boy's eyes looked dull and colorless. But now he looked at the eyes carefully, stricken by how unmistakably blue they were.
Beyond embarrassed, Naruto cringed and pushed himself out of Shikamaru's lap. He landed heavily on his butt before scooting away, still tangled in his sheets. He could feel the heat rising around his eyes and moved to cover his face.
"Am I blushing?" Naruto peeked through his fingers and viewed his surroundings, he noted that Chouji and Sasuke were standing behind the genius, watching Naruto perplexed. Shikamaru simply sat crossed legged watching him carefully, "Damn it, I am blushing!" Naruto averted his eyes and mumbled something incomprehensible.
This was not acceptable, Shikamaru leaned closer and placed his hands on his knees to ask, "What'd you say?"
"I said, I got boogers on your shirt." Naruto growled but the effects were dampened when he raised an arm to wipe the trail of snot from his red nose.
Shikamaru sighed, irritated at the boy's discomfort and shrugged "It's okay."
Naruto untangled himself from the sheets and stood up, he held out a hand and sent a nasty glare at Shikamaru, "Give it to me." Shikamaru tilted his head in confusion and Naruto's glare lessened a tiny bit, "I'll wash it ok?"
"Sure, whatever." Shikamaru grabbed his shirt by the collar and pulled it over his head, placing it in Naruto's awaiting hands and watched the boy open a door to reveal a washroom. Naruto squirted some chemicals on the shirt and set it wash before turning around nervously and faced his enemies.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, while walking slowly up to the three boys, his nervousness seemed to vanish as he stopped in front of them with his hands crossed over his chest, meeting their gaze with confidence.
Chouji brought a hand from behind his back and revealed a brown bag carrying a delicious aroma of deep fried chicken and noodles, Chouji smiled, "We come with food." "And medicine and bandages." Shikamaru pointed out while yawning tiredly.
Sasuke said nothing, but he watched in amusement as Naruto peered at them a little lost and baffled, "But why-"
He was interrupted by someone knocking on the front door, Naruto moved towards it but was stopped by Sasuke's hand.
"Shikamaru will get it, you sit down."
Naruto began to protest, but Shikamaru was already on his way to the door and Chouji left to find the kitchen and unpack the Chinese food, leaving Naruto and Sasuke alone in the room.
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Tsunade waited impatiently outside Naruto's door after having some coffee and only mildly awake. Usually it wasn't in her nature to check up on Naruto, but she heard Anko say he had a fever and she felt slightly worried, so she drank a little more. When she saw the three brats bolt down the stairs as if the building was burning down, she felt even more worried, so she finished off a bottle of Dialgo liquor, which somehow reminded her of Christmas and cookies. So after a few more drinks she was able to stagger up the stairs and knock on the door, all the while grumbling how a certain stupid brat causing trouble interrupted her happy hour, and wondering if it was unhealthy that liquor reminded her of Christmas.
She was just about to break open the door with her brute strength, when it swung open to reveal a half-naked boy with a scowl on his lips. She stared in dismay and the boy raised his eyebrow when she glanced down the hallways and even into Naruto's apartment, evidently looking for someone. Growing irritated, he cleared his throat to catch her attention, "Can I help you?"
"Is Orochimaru here?"
"Um, no, this is Naruto's apartment." Should Naruto really be growing up with these kinds of adults, this one wasn't a great example of maturity. The women stared at him and Shikamaru grew uncomfortable, "Well, good night." he said, slowly closing the door softly as if she might attack at any moment. When the door clicked shut he heard her shout joyfully and race down the stairs screaming:
"JIRAIYA! I'M WINNING! I'M WINNING!"
So troublesome, this definitely was an unlivable place for a kid. Shikamaru shrugged and headed towards the kitchen to help his friend take out the food.
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Sasuke and Naruto stared at each other from across the room, testing each other, waiting for the other one to speak. The silence stretched and finally Sasuke sighed, "Sit down."
Naruto scowled, not liking being ordered around, and as a sign of rebellion, he planted his feet further apart and glared at the boy in front of him, "Why should I?" He smirked as the boy rubbed his head irritably.
Sasuke looked away, not able to meet Naruto's eyes. He was starting to hate those blue eyes that crawled under his skin, soaking him will guilt. But at least it was better then those damn emotionless eyes that would wait around for the next hit. "Fine, we can do this standing up."
"Do what standing up? Hey! What the hell! Get out of there!" Sasuke had crossed the room and once again reached underneath Naruto's shirt. Naruto blushed deeply, as he felt cold hands skim over his overheated body, trying not to think how pleasant it felt. He wormed his way out of Sasuke's hold and darted towards the door.
However, Sasuke proved to be too fast this time as he snatched Naruto's wrist, pulling him back. Naruto felt the air rush by him as he landed none to gently on the blankets. Mentally, he screamed in horror as Sasuke leaned over and with one hand attempted to hold him down, the other hand tried unsuccessfully to open the first aid kit. "Dobe you'll bleed to death if you don't wrap that up! Just let me do it!"
"No! I can do it myself!" Naruto squirmed beneath Sasuke, becoming more frantic as he thrashed his arms and legs.
Growing frustrated Sasuke let go of the writhing boy and flung the first aid kit at Naruto, "Fine, you do it."
Naruto sat up immediately and rubbed his sore wrist, he picked up the kit and ripped it open, maybe a little to hard because the plastic top was torn of it's case and slammed against the wall. Naruto smiled sheepishly and picked up on of the bandages scattered on the floor. It was wrapped in a layer of plastic, which refused to be torn even when Naruto used his teeth.
Stupid evil plastic.
Naruto looked up to see Sasuke still standing there obviously amused by Naruto's efforts, "Do you have to watch?"
Sasuke smirked, he sat down across from Naruto and folded his hands in his lap, "Yes, because I know you can't do it."
Naruto childishly stuck out his tongue, but then gave a shout of joy when the plastic finally ripped. Naruto's eyes strayed up to the boy and was startled to see Sasuke lightly smiling.
Spinning around so he wasn't facing him, Naruto pulled off his black shirt and revealed his tiny frame hidden under all the clothes. Sasuke's smile fell as he felt queasy, looking at Naruto's back. Bruises of all kinds ran down from his spine, ending at his tailbone. There were fresh ones, which were multicolored, ranging from deep purple to a sickening yellow, there were others that were starting to heal, but still left a trace, signifying it's existence. Sasuke's eyes zoomed in on the cut on Naruto's side. There was a little puss growing over the wound, and the edges were burning red. He watched Naruto twist to his right, unable to see the exact damage of the wound and slap a bandage somewhat off to the side. He reached over to put his shirt back on when a hand stopped him.
"Dobe, just let me do it."
Naruto bowed into his chest and covered his stomach with his hands, Sasuke ripped away Naruto's fingers mercilessly, even as Naruto shouted in panic. "No wait, don't look!"
A spiral.
Starting from the bellybutton and coving his stomach the spiral spread, there were tiny markings that had stretched over the years causing then to be eligible. Sasuke pushed closer to inspect the coil, even as Naruto struggled and kicked at him. Something was definitely wrong with the tattoo, for it was raised a couple of inches from the skin and was a deep black. Yet at the same time, there was something all too familiar about the scar, he has seen this something where before. Sasuke looked up at Naruto's terrified eyes and figured it out: his whiskers.
Naruto's whiskers were the exact color and texture as the spiral.
Naruto had stopped struggling and was now laying still looking upward at sunroof training his eyes not to meet with Sasuke's. He flinched when he felt a cold finger begin to outline his stomach markings, starting from the inner spiral and working towards the outside. Sasuke was surprised by the rough texture of the skin, weren't tattoos suppose to be smooth? He touched the unidentifiable markings besides the swirl and felt the same uneven texture. He moved his hands up to Naruto's face, pressing down on the whiskers, noting that it was the same feeling as the one on Naruto's abdomen.
Realty came back in focus when Sasuke felt his jaw explode in pain, he was knocked several feet away and Naruto sat up rubbing his the top of his raw knuckles.
"Do that again, and I'll beat you till your unconscious." Naruto's voice was hoarse as his eyes became sharp and jerky, constantly glancing between Sasuke and the door. Naruto struggled to stand up, using the wall as a crutch, he leaned down and picked up his discarded shirt reaching on the inside and rearranging it. He bowed to pick up another bandage, since the one he had on originally had fallen off during their tussle, and jerked back when a hand holding a new unwrapped bandage was thrust under his nose.
"I'm sorry for calling you trash earlier." Naruto followed the arm and looked up to see Sasuke standing a few feet from him, watching him carefully. Naruto looked down again and reached to receive the bandage and grabbed the edge of it. "Forget it. I don't care." Sasuke's hand closed around the bandage before Naruto could take it, Naruto scowled and tried to pry Sasuke's fingers apart, but froze when Sasuke spoke again.
"I can't just forget it."
Naruto averted his eyes from the boy and tugged firmly on the ace bandage, ripping it from Sasuke's hands. "Then try harder." He sat down and unrolled the gauze, stretching it to the limits. He pressed one end under his armpit and tried to wrap it around his cut, but failed when the end escaped from his grasp. Feeling fed up with the whole thing, Naruto was about to forget it and move on, when he felt an arm graze the side of his stomach. He quickly spun around to see Sasuke sitting behind him with the ace bandage in his hands, placing it carefully on his cut and wrapping it around Naruto's waist.
Naruto held still as another arm reached over to pass the wrapping back, the hands were slow and surprisingly gentle, barely touching his skin. It almost felt like a loose embrace, Naruto inwardly scowled, reminding himself that Sasuke would rather super glue his ass cheeks together, then show Naruto any sign of affection. So for the first time, Naruto allowed someone else to tend his cut.
Sasuke lowered his eyes and mentally counted off the number of bruises upon Naruto's back, the ones on the lower part of his back were on random spots, barely noticeable, but his shoulders were a different sight altogether. The bruises had become a mesh, blending together until it could be seen as one gigantic bruise, covering the top half of Naruto's back. One particular arrangement of welts caught Sasuke's eye, on Naruto forearm, there were five small bruises. Sasuke reach forward and touched them softly, lining them up exactly to his fingertips. His stomach twisted uncomfortably when he realized that it had probably been his hand that had formed these bruises. He snatched his palm away and quickly focused on the task, wincing when the wrapping pressed tightly on one of the larger bruises, but Naruto either didn't notice or care.
"You know, my brother once said that to me," Naruto twisted his head to glance at Sasuke but the boy didn't raise his own head, "Called me trash right in front of my parents, not directly - but still, you could tell it was meant for me." Naruto faced the front again and looked down to watch Sasuke's hands loop around him once more.
Sasuke picked up a clip and snapped it on the bandage, "They didn't say anything, my mom and dad, they didn't try to defend me, or make him apologize."
Sasuke placed the second clip on the bandage and admired his work. They sat in silence, neither ready to talk. Naruto sighed and twisted around to face Sasuke, watching him carefully, "Did you say anything?"
"No." Sasuke answered sharply, not liking where this conversation was going. This was about figuring out all Naruto's secrets, not exploring Sasuke's mind. Although in the back of his mind, Sasuke wondered if this was true, since he had been the one to bring up his brother.
"Why not?" Naruto's eyes stared at him, making Sasuke feel uncomfortable. He thought back to that day, he remembered his mother and father sitting across from him sharing the newspaper. Itachi was drinking his black coffee, and Sasuke was enjoying his fruit loops. Without warning Sasuke's elbow had slipped, knocking over his cereal bowl and all it contained. Sasuke remembered glancing up at his parents worriedly, hoping they wouldn't be too mad for making yet another mistake. It was Itachi who stood up and walked away from the table, sighing in disgust. He poured the rest of his coffee down the drain and retrieved his backpack from the floor, which had luckily not gotten soaked from the spill. Itachi stood over Sasuke, and the smaller boy shrunk away when his brother spoke, "Trash belongs in the trash, brother." Itachi's eyes were resting coolly on Sasuke, as he nodded towards the mess, "Clean it up."
Sasuke was brought back from the memory as a Band-Aid hit him squarely on the nose. He looked up to see Naruto glaring at him, obviously not liking to be ignored, "Why didn't you say anything?" He repeated, leaning back with his hands crossed protectively over his stomach.
Sasuke tried to think back, remembering the setting, the smell of coffee, and the sight of milk spattered all over the kitchen floor. "I just assumed my parents would."
Naruto's mouth twitched slightly, but the rest of his face became impassive as he began cleaning up the mess they had made. He placed all the first aid bandages back in its container, closing it with a snap. He didn't even glance at Sasuke as walked past him to the close door.
"What are you doing?"
Naruto open the door quickly and stepped back as Shikamaru and Chouji tumbled over each other and on to the floor. They grinned up sheepishly as Naruto poked Chouji's stomach with his toe, "You know, I don't think it takes that long to unpack Chinese food."
Chouji grinned at Naruto's foot and rolled away, nearly crushing Shikamaru, "Ya well, we were just-" "Listening to our conversation." Naruto interrupted, while helping Shikamaru untangle himself from Chouji. Shikamaru shrugged, stood up and held out a hand to his friend while answering Naruto, "Something like that."
The greasy bag was crushed beneath Chouji, and Naruto quickly scooped it up, peering inside with a tiny smile, "Did you even go to the kitchen?"
"Well..no." Chouji rubbed the back of his head awkwardly and forced out a nervous smile.
Naruto placed the bag on the floor momentarily and fixed his inside out shirt. Shikamaru and Chouji had to bite back their astonishment when they saw Naruto's battered shoulders. Shikamaru looked to Sasuke for reassurance and received a tiny nod to confirm his thoughts. Chouji swallowed lightly, "Naruto...your back?" The blond boy glanced over at Chouji and slid his shirt roughly over his head, "I fall, a lot."
They said nothing as Naruto moved to the center of the room and plopped down on one of many blankets, he reach down into the bag and pulled out several egg rolls, the scent floating across the room, making the other three boy's stomachs rumble. Naruto tossed the bag towards them before cramming as much food as possible into his mouth. The three boys approached him carefully and when Naruto didn't make any signs of uneasiness, sat down. Sasuke sat to his left, Chouji on his right, and Shikamaru in front while placing the bag in the middle of their awkward circle. Their uneasiness fell as Naruto ignored their presence, and dipped his egg roll in duck sauce. By that time, Chouji already had his hands down the bag and was sorting through the fatty food, Shikamaru opened a bottle of soda and Sasuke just sat amused as Naruto attempted to stuff three egg rolls in his mouth at once.
"Dope, your going to choke."
Naruto just disregarded him and grabbed the white rice, mixing it with the sesame chicken sauce. Sasuke watched on, his mind raced, trying to remember the questions he had lined up to ask, however Chouji beat him to the punch.
"So what's up with the food status in your house? Why all the eggs?" He had apparently satisfied his stomach for now and swiped Shikamaru's soda, who didn't seem very upset or caring at the moment. Naruto snorted as he inhaled the rice at an alarming speed. "Food's not my first priority."
Sasuke rolled his eyes and tried to grab some of Naruto's rice but the boy covered it protectively. "Funny, I think food would be right up there with breathing." Ignoring him, Naruto resumed to eat and talk with his mouth full "And it's cheap" he swallowed to clear the food from his mouth, "Very cheap, ninety cents a box a few dollars could last me half a year." He reached back in the bag for more but meet with empty hands, he sighed and crinkled the bag up, disappointed
Shikamaru nodded. mentally calculating the cost, "So what are you saving the money for?" Naruto's body visibly stiffened before he climbed to his feet and scooped the empty bag up and left the room. The three boys threw worried glances at each other, but relaxed when Naruto reappeared with empty hands, having thrown away the bag.
He forced a fake grin, "Well, it's getting late," he pointed towards the skylight, indicating how dark it had grown. When they didn't move his smile fell, and spoke soft, dangerous tone, "go home."
Sasuke leaned back and laid down, stretching out comfortably on one of the many blankets, "No."
Shikamaru and Chouji shared a glance, they had no idea the youngest Uchiha was so bluntly stupid, did he have a death wish? How many knocks on the head would it take for him to see pushing Uzamaki's buttons wasn't the smartest of ideas? Meanwhile, Sasuke watched amused as Naruto's face turned several different colors of red, and tried to sputter out a sentence. Sasuke smirked and made himself even more comfortable on the floor. "We're staying over."
"WHAT!" The words finally found their way from Naruto's mouth and the three boys winced at the volume. Who knew this kid could be so loud? If Sasuke remembered right, Naruto was almost awarded the "Quietest student award" but the fact that most of his peers overlooked him caused a decrease in his votes.
"We're sleeping over, your dad said it was ok." Sasuke expected another outburst but was surprised when Naruto's mouth froze in mid yell and his eyes widened.
"M-my dad?" Naruto stuttered his entire body tensed up as he stared at Sasuke in shock, as if trying to grasp the whole situation. They watched as Naruto subconsciously place a hand over the markings of his stomach and grip it protectively. Unsure of what to do, Sasuke slowly stood up and reached forward to touch Naruto lightly on the shoulder. Naruto's neck snapped forward and grabbed Sasuke's wrist tightly, his blue eyes pleaded at Sasuke, begging him for something. Moving slowly, Sasuke placed his other hand on Naruto's shoulder and shook him lightly. "Naruto, what?"
Like lighting, Naruto ducked under the boy's arms, with his hand still tightly holding Sasuke's wrists, he twisted the arm around so that Sasuke's fingers touched the back of his neck. He pushed Sasuke to the ground, pressing his knee painfully against the spinal cord. Sasuke withheld his screams as he felt his arm being stretched beyond its limit, faintly he could hear Chouji and Shikamaru yelling in the background but it was drowned out by Naruto's rapid breathing.
Sasuke inhaled deeply as Naruto rested his head on the nape of Sasuke's neck and whispered softly near his ear, "You talked to my dad? When?" His voice was low, coming out in uneven breaths. Chouji and Shikamaru were tugging franticly on Naruto's arms and fingers but he would not let go, and their pulling only jarred Sasuke's arm more.
"Downstairs" Sasuke gasped, the pain was unbelievable, "The gray haired one with the mask on."
"Oh." Naruto loosened his grip on Sasuke's wrist, "He's not my dad."
Naruto released his hold and stepped away as Sasuke collapsed on his knees and cradled his wrist to his chest. Shikamaru and Chouji held Naruto's arms back in case he attacked again, but Naruto didn't make a move towards Sasuke. He stared up at Naruto before exploding in rage, "What the fuck!"
Naruto ripped his arms from the two boys and looked dumbfounded at the Sasuke on the floor, "Sorry, you surprised me." Shikamaru and Chouji wisely moved away as Naruto began walking to the hallway door.
Sasuke's heart was pounding against his chest as shock faded and turned to rage. "Me? I fucking surprised you?" Naruto ignored him, he opened the door and disappeared from their sight. This only furthered Sasuke's rage, his yells became louder and penetrated through the thin walls, "After you nearly ripped my arm off!"
Naruto reappeared holding a zip lock bag filled with ice. The confidence he had shown earlier had diminished into a speck as he held out a hand, staring at Sasuke sadly, "Give me your hand."
"Oh fuck no! Not after what you just did!" Sasuke slapped the offering hand away with his bad hand and winced, the pain was sharp and lingering, he rubbed his wrist gently.
Since hostile air was growing, Chouji took action and held on to Naruto's arm, not a moment later the boy tried to charge and attack Sasuke. Unfortunately the grip made him swing around and collide with Shikamaru. Pushing him away, Naruto's face was red as he raged at Sasuke while desperately trying to free his arm from Chouji's hold, "It was an accident okay! I'm sorry!"
"Sorry really doesn't cut it idiot!" Sasuke yelled mockingly at Naruto, insult at the fact the boy thought he could get away with a simple apology. The entire room was chaotic with noise, Chouji and Shikamaru were yelling at Naruto to calm down and the boy was grunting and bellowing as he tried to escape, but the next words that sprouted out from Naruto's mouth silenced them all.
"You think I don't know that! What the fuck do you think I've been telling you for the last twenty four hours!"
Naruto's breathing came out in rapid, shallow wisps as he swallowed many times in order to calm himself. The three boy's full attention was on Naruto, watching him attempt to breathe in normally. Chouji's fingers slipped from the boy's elbow and released him. Unable to handle the situation, Naruto used his last resort, clenched his eyes and slowly closed himself off to the world. He opened his dilated eyes and let his vision dim slightly so the edges became hazy.
"Here." A hand was thrust under Naruto's nose before he could fully close himself off, causing him to snap out of his daze. Naruto blinked and followed the red wrist, along broad shoulders until he met Sasuke's determined eyes staring at him intensely. When Naruto didn't answer, Sasuke forced him to sit on the ground and handed him the ice pack and ace bandage, "Aren't you going to wrap it?" Naruto sat awkwardly looking from the ice pack to Sasuke's eyes, "Um right." He unwrapped the bandage and placed the ice compact on Sasuke's wrist. Sasuke flinched when the coldness soaked into his skin, but he never took his eyes off Naruto. However, when Naruto pulled too tightly on the bandage Sasuke instinctively tried to pull his hand from the pain.
"Watch it." Sasuke hissed lightly and gritted his teeth.
Naruto roughly pulled the arm closer despite the boys pain and retorted, "Bastard, I could hurt the other arm and then this one won't hurt as much."
"Why are you doing this if you hate me?" Sasuke asked, not really expecting an answer but one came nonetheless.
"Like I said, sometimes sorry isn't enough" Naruto bowed his head and tied the last knot to the bandage. He immediately scooted away and Sasuke could feel a rush of hot air escaping from his chest. Naruto sat crossed-legged, studying Sasuke intensely with narrowed eyes, waiting for some smart-alecky reply but none came. Instead he felt something light bounce off his head and into his lap, looking down he found a medicine bottle containing red liquid.
Looking up, he saw Shikamaru kneel besides him hovering over his shoulder. "You need to have a full stomach before taking the medicine."
Naruto nodded uncertainly and uncorked the bottle to take a whiff of its sickening odor. He grimaced and took a sizeable gulp of the warm liquid before wiping his lips and twisted the lid back on. He glanced awkwardly at the three boys and sighed, "Listen I'm tired and would really like some sleep."
"Fine by me." Shikamaru yawned and laid down on his back, Naruto sputtered, but then Chouji kneeled down and rested his head on Shikamaru's stomach. Sasuke followed by pushing back and falling onto Chouji's large tummy comfortably. Naruto sat in shock as an incomplete square unfolded in front of him. He let out a tiny yelp when a pale hand reached up and yanked him down by the hair. He struggled as he landed heavily on Sasuke's abdomen and Shikamaru's head crawled on to his own belly. Naruto twisted away, but between the hand and the heavy weight trapping him, the most he could do was curse.
Sasuke gave a tiny yank on his hair, "Go to sleep." The words seem to rumble throughout Sasuke's body and vibrated into Naruto's ear. He blushed heavily and tried to rise again but was pulled back effortlessly.
"W-wait a minute, you don't really expect!"
"Sleep dobe." The same rumbling feeling jolted into Naruto's mind as a few emotions wormed around his stomach, safely he chose to express anger.
"Don't call me dobe!"
"Quiet." Sasuke loosened his grip on Naruto's hair but did not release him completely, instead he lightly scraped his nails against the blond's scalp. Naruto tensed up and Shikamaru complained half-heartily about hard pillows. Until Chouji pointed out that you could see the stars from the skylight they were beneath, after that Shikamaru quieted down.
They laid silent, looking up at the starlight and listening for Naruto's breaths return to normal. The blond's shoulders dropped and he finally relaxed on Sasuke. Oddly, it was very comfortable, lying there connected together in a square, the warmth was something Naruto had never felt before, even with his mountain of blankets. They stayed like that for an hour, not speaking, only gazing upward at the stars and listening to their pillows take deep breaths, rising and falling in a soft lullaby of sleep. Naruto's eyes were beginning to droop when he felt the rumble again but only faintly, so only he could hear.
"I'm sorry for calling you names."
Naruto twisted to see Sasuke's face but it was too dark to make out the features, he shrugged lightly and whispered so as not to awake the other boys, "Forget it, it was sticks and stones."
"What the hell does that mean?" He could feel Sasuke's stomach become rigid under his head, and could almost feel the daggers shooting out of the boy's eyes, he tried to explain as quietly and quickly as possible.
"You know, things kids say when they're little, 'sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me'. It was all sticks and stones, it never hurt me."
Sasuke's taunt stomach relaxed and Naruto settled comfortably into it, his eyes slid shut and his brain went pleasantly numb, indicating it was time for some shut-eye. But just as his mind surrendered to sleep, a deep chuckle jolted his head, snapping him awake, the hand moved through his hair and tickled his scalp. Naruto stiffened again when the vibration of the word seeped from the nape of his neck into his mind, making his heart stop.
"Liar."
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My friends and I have laid down in that position, its so nice and comfy! Plus it feels perfect I dunno how to explain cuz we re alive and friends…im being weird…try it out with your friends on a field or somewhere (if your close enough that is) then you'll understand.
Ok you know how this whole writing stuff is suppose to help me deal with the shit in my past…kinda like say it- forget it- move on. Well not to say it hasn't been helping but I might have hit a tiny speed bump. You see before this I would drink when I was upset act like an idiot, throw up the next morning, and move on. Well this week has been rather bad to me and instead of talking to people like any normal human would do I got drunk off my ass. Kinda like one step forward two steps back aye? But hey wait before you start the lecture of under aged drinking! Know this, if it wasn't for one to many shots, I would have never haven written that note in angels about my life NEVER! And hey whos to say maybe I would be much worse off if it wasn't for that.
So I admitted it I scare myself cuz sometimes I can't handle situations, so think of this as baby steps. I have some problems im slowly dealing with them and to the girl who talk to me and listened thank you very much (you know who you are)
So to properly 'vent' let me explain a few things that I hate without sharing the whole problem. I hate when people say there's no god because bad things happen to them…but I get more pissed off when people suddenly go hooray cuz something good happened and they suddenly believe in a god again. Secondly I hate when people tell me 'life isn't fair' what the hell! I know its not fair fuck im a prime example of how the world can fuck you over! But what can you do? Whine cry hope everything fixs itself in the end (or in my case get drunk off my ass). No you do something about it. Ok that's all I can say without diving too deep into the problem.
Thanks for reading, if you can id love reviews
Peace
sam