Chapter 10
The action-packed, thriller movie was playing on the large screen right in front of him yet Sasuke Uchiha wasn't watching. He didn't care much for the cliché plot nor the supposedly crazy stunts and certainly not the supposedly hot actress.
In fact he was watching one sexy red-head sitting to his right. The pale green 'Demonic' t-shirt looked good on the Uzumaki. But Sasuke would like him better without it, preferably in his apartment, on his sofa bed… Later, maybe.
For now he was just stealing glances at him constantly. The movie had only been playing for thirty minutes but Sasuke was already bored. Eventually Kurama returned his glance. Deep blue eyes checked him out briefly as he often did and then he leaned slightly closer.
"So you're gonna tell me," he whispered, "you're picky when it comes to movies, too?"
"I am," Sasuke said apologetically.
"Are you picky when it comes to everything?" Kurama teased. Sasuke was glad that he wasn't making a big deal out of it, like back at the ramen restaurant. But then he realized the hidden meaning behind his words and a light blush covered his pale cheeks. He hoped it wasn't visible in the dark cinema room.
"I guess I am," he whispered, barely audibly. But Kurama heard. His lips curled into a smile. It seemed he didn't care much for the movie either because his eyes didn't leave Sasuke's even for one second.
"I wanna kiss you," Kurama whispered making the slightly smaller male chuckle.
"You know you don't have to ask right?"
The red-head leaned even closer and their lips met in a soft kiss. Sasuke's heart was beating so fast and he felt silly but he couldn't help it. Kurama's lips were so soft and delicious, he couldn't get enough.
"We're like fucking teenagers or something," Sasuke laughed.
"Maybe we should hold hands for the rest of the movie," Kurama smiled, keeping his voice in a whisper, "what do you think?"
"I'd rather do this." Lifting pale fingers and entangling them in soft red locks Sasuke kissed him again, quite heatedly this time. Surely some people were staring but neither could care less.
"Maybe," Kurama whispered into his cheek, "this whole movie thing was a bad idea."
There were gun shots and explosions going on in the screen but they didn't even think of pulling away from each other to watch.
Sasuke felt a little guilty though, "But you told me you wanted to see that movie right?"
"I'd rather spend time with you…"
"You are spending time with me. Let's just watch the damn thing, since we're here."
Kurama chuckled but he finally tore his gaze away from Sasuke's beautiful face to watch the screen instead. The raven felt tired. He had gotten up at 7 am and now it was probably close to midnight. Eventually he rested his head on Kurama's shoulder, almost unconsciously…
…
Sasuke really did have an incredible ability to fall asleep so quickly, Kurama mused as he snaked his tattooed arm around the sleeping raven. For the rest of the movie Sasuke slept soundly on his shoulder completely unbothered by the loud explosions and whatnot. Kurama caressed the cold pale skin of his arm with his own hand as he held him. This wasn't so bad… He knew it was silly and incredibly corny but… just having Sasuke with him made him really happy.
When the movie finished Kurama almost felt bad waking up the peaceful boy in his arms.
"I'd carry you but people would probably stare," he chuckled as sleepy onyx eyes opened.
"Hmm… it's finished already?"
So cute. Kurama laughed as he got up and stretched lazily, his t-shirt lifting to reveal the toned and tan skin of his hips and abs. Surely enough, Sasuke was staring.
"Come on," the red-head chuckled as he placed his arm around Sasuke's thin shoulders. They picked up their jackets and put them on before reaching the exit.
It was pretty much silent in the car as Kurama drove Sasuke home. Eventually he remembered something.
"Oh I washed your clothes they're in the back…"
Sasuke glanced behind his shoulder and grabbed the small plastic bag containing the long sleeve black tee and boxers he had lent him a few days ago. He smiled.
"Your car is so clean compared to your brother's."
"He's using Iruka's old car," he shrugged, "so maybe he doesn't really care I don't know. Like I told you I'm in love with this car so," he smiled and Sasuke chuckled.
"…You can probably see someone for that."
"Naruto's gonna be a therapist and… he says there's no hope for me," he faked a dramatic voice, "I'm just crazy. I have to accept it."
"You're not that crazy…"
"You don't know me that well yet," Kurama replied, smiling mischievously as he drove.
Sasuke tilted his head, "What's the craziest thing you've ever done?"
He thought, "Um well this one time with Kiba we got really wasted… we went to Demonic and… I tattooed my own arm – completely drunk."
"Okay that's not crazy that's just stupid," Sasuke laughed. He fumbled with the silver studs in his ear briefly as he glanced at Kurama's arm curiously. "Which tattoo is it?"
"Wait I'll show you…"
He was close to Sasuke's place so he waited to be parked in front of the building before lifting his left jacket sleeve. He showed him; it was actually a small skull on the inside of his arm, which fit well with the rest of the designs.
Sasuke turned on the light inside the car as he watched closely. "You did this when you were wasted? It's actually… still pretty good."
"Yeah there's a few shaky lines but… nothing really noticeable," he chuckled, "it was still pretty stupid though."
When Sasuke looked up they both held their breaths as their faces were really close. Oh and fuck it, Kurama thought as he removed these few inches between their lips and kissed him. It was tender yet passionate, as Sasuke's arms went flying around his neck almost desperately. Hot tongues battled for dominance, teasing each other constantly. Kurama eventually stopped the car.
The sudden silence seemed to startle Sasuke as he pulled away a little. Lustful gray eyes locked with blue in the dark and he parted his lips.
After one last soft kiss he said, "You wanna spend the night?"
Kurama made a small smile, but said, "We shouldn't, you have school tomorrow, I've got work…"
"Hn… so you wanna spend the night with me or not?" Sasuke was too sexy for words as he raised a fine black eyebrow, amused.
"Fuck it let's go."
They laughed as they exited the car, Kurama locking it hurriedly before following Sasuke inside the apartment building.
Reaching Sasuke's apartment they practically stumbled inside in their hurry. After closing the door Sasuke was pressed against it as he was being kissed passionately by Kurama. It was almost aggressive, but Sasuke seemed to like it as he bucked his hips making Kurama grunt into his lips. Jackets went flying to the floor as they moved to the nearest chair, Sasuke plopping down onto it and bringing Kurama with him clumsily.
The red-head chuckled as he sat on Sasuke's lap, their clothed erections really close as they made out like crazy. Pale hands clung onto the pale green fabric of Kurama's t-shirt harshly. The taller male raised his arms and Sasuke helped him out of it.
Parting his beautiful flushed lips Sasuke leaned closer and desperately tried to capture him into a kiss again, but Kurama chuckled and pulled away slightly. He grabbed the hem of the army print tank top to help Sasuke remove it. Then he pressed their newly exposed skin as they kissed.
Sasuke moaned hotly against his lips as he wrapped his arms around him. Kurama entangled tan fingers into silky raven locks as he devoured those delicious lips. He couldn't get enough of Sasuke's taste, his smell, just, him.
He eventually got up pulling the smaller male with him. They went to fall on the neatly made blue bed, never interrupting their heated making out session. The window was slightly open and the breeze cooled their bodies just a little but it was welcome when they felt so damn hot. Kurama fumbled with Sasuke's belt until eventually the raven chuckled and took off his pants and boots by himself. While he did this the red-head kissed his neck passionately – there were still some marks left from the party last weekend and it kind of turned him on knowing he had put those on that smooth pale skin, that delicate, delicious neck. Kurama was so damn turned on, he even pulled away to take his own pants and boxers off too. They were both completely naked as they fell back on the bed, their bodies a tangled mess of tan and pale limbs.
Kurama wanted to please his sexy raven-haired lover more than anything, so he lowered himself, licking and nibbling at each nipple for a few moments making Sasuke moan like crazy, and then he kissed his way to his erection. He gave it a few hot licks smirking when Sasuke trembled. Then he took it in his mouth and sucked on it skillfully, moving up and down in fast motions. Pale fingers were tugging at his hair.
"Fuuuck… Kura…"
Damn he loved hearing his nickname in that guy's deep sexy voice. He couldn't get enough of him. He wanted to make him feel good – he wanted to make him come just by sucking him off.
So he didn't stop his amazing, intense blow job, not even when eventually Sasuke warned him that he was going to come – especially not then.
Instead he swallowed every drip and licked him clean, before smiling as he looked up into lidded dark gray eyes. Sasuke was all flustered and panting. Kurama moved up to kiss his neck tenderly then his cheek. Apparently Sasuke didn't mind tasting himself or maybe he just wanted to kiss Kurama too badly, because the next instant they were making out again.
"You're fucking amazing," Sasuke whispered.
"Glad you liked it."
"I fucking loved it," the raven corrected making Kurama chuckle pleasantly.
But he was still hard of course and wanted more. Sasuke didn't protest when he reached out for the drawer – he remembered where the lube was perfectly well, that was important information after all – and started applying it on his fingers only to stretch him.
"Ahh…" Sasuke arched his back when he pressed in deep with two fingers.
"You okay?"
"Yeah… that felt good… Kura I want you so bad right now…"
"I like it so fucking much when you say my name baby."
The tall male pulled out his fingers and added some more lube to lather up his cock. Then he slid inside of Sasuke, making him scream loudly. Kurama held his hips higher and stretched the pale slender legs as he positioned himself to have a better access. He pounded inside his lover fiercely, and they locked eyes.
"Ah… come here…" Sasuke panted and Kurama leaned closer so that they could kiss, even though briefly.
Sasuke was hard again and he moaned repeatedly as Kurama rimmed inside of him. He fisted the blue sheets with trembling hands as he bucked his hips to meet the red-head's movements.
It was so perfect, so intense, this moment they shared, and Kurama found himself wishing there would be so many others. He freakin' liked this guy so much. He wanted more of him, always more.
"You're so loud," he mocked him gently knowing that would make Sasuke even more flustered.
"N-Not my fault when you're… ahh… fucking… ripping me in two like that…"
"You'd tell me if I hurt you though right?" he slowed down a bit, hesitant.
"It's okay," Sasuke's eyes widened slightly, almost panicked, as he held onto Kurama's sides, "just keep going."
He smiled, "You're so cute," he kissed Sasuke's lips intensely before resuming the harsh and fast thrusts.
They were both breathing heavily, eyes locking in lustful glances as they eventually reached climax. The red-head collapsed on the bed next to Sasuke, and the next instant he was being held fiercely. Sasuke was trembling in pleasure, and a bit of pain maybe, but as long as pleasure overcame it then Kurama was okay with that. They were both feeling so good, relaxed, yet didn't fall asleep right away. At first they were quiet, content to just be in each other's company in the afterglow of passionate sex.
"Kurama… I wanted to know…" Sasuke looked at him through long black lashes, "you don't… have anyone else… do you?"
Amused, Kurama caressed his silky hair, placing it behind his ear as he touched his piercings lightly, "No… you?"
"No…" Sasuke looked like he wanted to say something else but no sound came out. Kurama decided to tease him a little because he was just so adorable right now.
"You trying to ask me out?"
"… And if I was?"
"You're so cute," Kurama gave him a quick, soft kiss.
"And you're weird. No one usually calls me that."
"And what do they call you?" the red-head teased. He kissed his flushed lips repeatedly while speaking in between kisses, "Hot? Sexy? Gorgeous? But I think you're…" he smiled through the kiss, "also," one last kiss, "adorable."
Sasuke chuckled and pushed him away lazily, but Kurama captured his arms and kept him close.
"I feel like you're gonna try to turn me into a little uke bitch."
"Not at all," Kurama said, half-teasing, "I like you because you're not like that. Well, you do fit the part quite well you know? I just adore the sounds you make when I'm fucking you."
"You're so fucking dirty," Sasuke said but he was smiling. He placed his leg in between Kurama's thighs as his breathing slowed down and he was clearly close to falling asleep.
Tan fingers caressed the other's pale back softly, slightly brushing the tip of messy black strands.
"My answer's yes by the way."
"I'm probably gonna be a really shitty boyfriend," Sasuke tried to sound slightly teasing and casual but it was so obvious he was a little shy.
Kurama squeezed him tight, "It's okay," he chuckled, "let's just give it a try, how does that sound?"
"Great," the raven whispered sleepily, closing his eyes.
…
On Thursday afternoon, a few hours before the opening of Kawaiko, the three dancers were practicing their group routine on the stage. They often used the empty club to perfect their number like this before Friday evening arrived.
Madara happened to be in his office at the moment, filing some paperwork. He took a break to look at the cameras. He sighed; there was definitely something wrong with Deidara. His moves weren't nearly as fluent and expert as usual.
The three young males wore comfy gym clothes as they danced. Deidara and Haku had their long hair up in ponytails and Rin had a few clips to hold his long chestnut bangs. Without the costumes it wasn't quite the same. They looked rather silly actually as they looked boyish right now – well, to an extent – but did quite a lot of girly moves. Madara continued watching.
At some point he frowned and got up to his feet as Deidara seemed to just collapse in the middle of the routine. Madara hurried to the stage.
"What's going on?" he asked.
Rin was kneeling right next to the unconscious Deidara looking panicked while Haku was stepping away.
"I don't know he just…" Rin looked up at his boss with big worried eyes.
"I'll take him to the couch in my office," Madara bent over to slide his strong arms under Deidara's skinny form, only to carry him back stage. Rin went after him with Haku also following behind.
"Should we call someone to come pick him up?" Rin asked. "Or the hospital I don't… I don't know…"
"Calm down. You two just go home I'll call his parents."
"But I think his father is out of town right now…" Rin protested.
Madara carefully put him down on his couch. He looked coldly at the two boys standing in the doorframe hesitantly.
"You two go home," he repeated calmly as he took out his cell, "I'll take care of it don't worry."
"Let's just go," Haku grabbed his friend's arm and they walked away.
Madara closed his door before putting his cell away. Of course he had been bluffing he had no intention to call anyone. He couldn't help but take advantage of the situation.
The Uchiha sat on the couch next to Deidara's small waist. His dark, cold eyes trailed on his skinny frame. He had probably passed out due to anemia or something of the sort. His blue t-shirt was slightly lifted revealing the pale, toned skin of his bony hips. Madara looked up at his beautiful face, his dark eyes now becoming lustful as he leaned forward. He placed his hands on either side of the young man's head and then leaned forward just a little more…
He kissed the currently pale nice lips. He flicked the small piercing with his tongue but tried not to hurt the boy this time. Instead he licked his delicious smooth skin as he brought a hand to the soft pale blonde locks, removing the tie to release the long strands. Unconscious, the feisty little drag queen looked like a peaceful angel.
Straddling Deidara's waist Madara licked his neck, and he was about to remove his t-shirt when the younger male moaned and woke up. He immediately panicked and pushed Madara away. Breathing hard, he crawled away to the corner of the couch, hugging his knees.
"What the fuck…" blue eyes widened, completely freaked out.
Madara, calm as ever, pulled away and sleeked his suit jacket.
"You passed out while practicing the routine. I'm not gonna say this again Deidara, you need to take care of yourself if you want to keep this job."
"What did you do?" the blonde whispered, still freaked out as he rubbed his neck with his hand fervently.
"Absolutely nothing. It was bothering me having you here actually I need to work so could you please leave? Go rest today make sure your routine is perfect tomorrow or you won't have a bonus pay check this week."
"I don't want your fucking bonus," Deidara seemed on the verge of tears. Seeing that the way was free he went to open the door and stormed out of the office.
Madara sighed; he preferred him unconscious, really.
…
Deidara tried to calm down in his car. He was shaking, and he felt cold. He only wore light black sweat pants with an equally thin t-shirt. He hadn't even taken the time to put on his jacket. It currently lay on the passenger seat. Deidara couldn't move. He was gripping the wheel, the keys in the ignition as the car was slowly heating up. He wasn't sure if it was a good idea to drive right now.
"What the hell did he do to me…?" he whispered to himself as a tear rolled down his cheek. He was completely freaked out.
He rubbed his already reddened neck fervently as if he could erase the feeling of a tongue on his skin. Gross…
Closing his eyes he thought. He didn't want to be alone right now. He managed to calm down considerably, and he eventually started driving. He decided to go to Demonic.
If he went home right now the house would be depressingly empty; Ino was still at school for a few hours. So he drove as he tried to stop thinking about what had just happened. Waking up in Madara's office like that, with the older man molesting him… It was a true nightmare.
When he parked in the small lot behind the store he took a few more moments to just breathe deeply and relax. Looking at himself in the rear view mirror he sighed. He looked like shit. He had bangs under his eyes.
This time he put on his jacket before going outside. Shivering in the fall air he made his way to the front door. Inside the store, Konan was busy with a client in the piercing room, Kiba was also with a customer, and Yahiko was sitting at the desk looking up something on the computer.
"Oh hey Dei what's up," he called only glancing up at him briefly.
As for Kurama he was lazily petting Kiba's dog Akamaru. Deidara went to sit in front of him on one of the couches.
"Hey…"
"Are you okay?" Kurama raised an eyebrow at him. "You look tired."
"You too," Deidara replied.
The red-head yawned as if to prove him right, "Yeah I didn't get much sleep last night."
"Were you with Sasuke?" he smiled.
"However did you guess?"
Suddenly ignoring Akamaru, the tall male came to sit right next to Deidara on the couch. He leaned closer as if telling a secret.
"We're… officially together now."
"Wasn't that a bit fast?" the blonde chuckled. He was already feeling better. He kind of liked Kurama, but his favorite twin would have to be Naruto.
"So what?" The red-head was defensive as he shrugged, "we go to our own pace."
Deidara was smiling. He took in Kurama's outfit; black skinny jeans, silver buckle belt, and more importantly striped gray and black tee.
"That's Sasuke's t-shirt."
"Yeah," he said sheepishly as he touched the soft fabric, "I stole it this morning. I didn't bring a change of clothes and yeah… well actually this is the second time this happens," he laughed softly, "and like, he actually washed my other shirt I left there but it's a dress shirt so…"
"Just say it," Deidara nudged him in the ribs teasingly, "you wanted an excuse to wear his clothes."
"Smells like him," Kurama admitted fondly.
"You're so corny."
"I know."
"What are you guys talking about?" Yahiko glanced in their direction.
"Dei-chan here's just saying that I'm being corny."
"Well he's right you are. Stop being so in love and go clean up your station already."
"Give me a break. My next customer only gets here in one hour."
"Really?" Deidara tilted his head, suddenly he had an idea.
He'd wanted to do this since forever. With his job he couldn't but… surely he would quit soon. He couldn't possibly deal with Madara any longer. And he wanted nothing more than to piss him off before quitting.
"I want a tattoo."
"You serious?" Kurama smiled, "Live?"
"Yeah, live."
"But I thought, with your job…"
"I'm probably gonna quit anyway, I'm sick and tired of that stupid job. And I really want a tattoo. I've always wanted to have tattoos."
"Let's start with one," the red-head laughed, "what would you like to get?"
"It has to be small," Yahiko said having overheard their conversation, "something you can do within the hour 'kay?"
Yahiko stepped away from the counter as his girlfriend Konan arrived with her client. He needed to pay for his fresh piercings. Deidara turned back to look at Kurama.
"I want a yin and yang symbol here," he showed the inside of his right arm, "what do you think?"
"Yeah that'd look good. Just black then, no other colors, no other drawings…?"
"Nope."
"Come here," Kurama chuckled leading the way to his tattoo station.
Deidara's legs felt weak so he was grateful to sit in the comfortable chair.
The tattoo artist sat in his own chair and found the image Deidara wanted on his computer. While he was at it he changed the music to some soft metal with a female singer. He asked Deidara what size he wanted it, and when the blonde answered he nodded and adjusted the image. Then he printed it out.
The printer was at the front desk so Kurama went to get it then came back, ignoring Yahiko who was again telling him to make sure he was finished within the hour.
"I really appreciate…" Deidara started but the red-head brushed it off.
"No problem. This'll just take like, twenty minutes, tops."
He copied the image on a special sheet then applied it to the inside of Deidara's right arm carefully. Then he looked intently, making sure it was properly placed. Deidara thought it looked good like that, with the temporary violet lines. But he still preferred it to be all black.
"Okay, you ready?" Kurama smiled as he prepared his material.
"Yeah I think so," he was a bit nervous now, realizing how spontaneous this was.
"You sure?"
"Yeah," he said firmly. He'd always wanted this.
So using the tattoo gun Kurama got to work, placing Deidara's arm firmly onto the arm rest and applying pressure with his tan hand. With the other he used the tattoo gun and started tracing the design.
Deidara winced in pain but soon got used to it. Of course it wasn't a pleasurable experience but it was bearable. Plus Kurama really knew how to make him at ease. He talked while he tattooed his skin to distract him.
"If you don't mind my asking, why this design in particular?"
"My mother had it, in the same place too," Deidara made a small smile as he locked eyes with Kurama. They were such beautiful deep blue eyes, the same as Naruto's of course.
As he took a little break he showed the insides of his wrists to the blonde, "I understand. These are the kanji for my parents' names, I know it's silly but I feel like… they're sort of always with me now, you know?" He chuckled as he admitted this a little shyly.
"No it's not silly. I get it," Deidara reassured him. He wanted this particular tattoo for the same reason… He missed his mother so much sometimes, even though she had died a long time ago, when he was just eight years old.
Kurama finished the tracing and then he proceeded to do the filling. It was painful but again, bearable. Deidara was starting to feel dizzy though, just like earlier as he had been practicing the dance routine.
Maybe his best friend Suigetsu was perfectly right and Deidara was becoming anorexic. He just… had no appetite lately. His life was such a mess. The main problem was that he kept taking heroin. He couldn't stop, it was too hard. He was really feeling dizzy. He had to concentrate to stay conscious as his blurry blue eyes tried to focus on the beautiful tattoo designs by Kurama, plastered on the walls surrounding them.
Thankfully, when Kurama stirred the conversation again it helped him to stay alert.
"So my brother broke up with his girlfriend…"
"Really? That's good, I guess… you said she was beating him up?"
"Yeah sometimes, when she got angry she hit his arms she's pretty strong that little bitch," he chuckled, flipping his red bangs aside as he continued filling the black part of the symbol, "he had pretty bad bruises sometimes."
"Poor guy," he couldn't help but chuckle as well. It kind of sucked and was funny at the same time. "How could she get mad at him anyway? He's such a sweetie."
"I know right?" Kurama said almost fervently, "I have no idea why she would do such a thing. Naru said that she was using him as a punching bag whenever she felt stressed out or frustrated or whatever."
"Wow…"
"Yeah…"
They went quiet again as Kurama proceeded to finish up the tattoo. Deidara cursed inwardly as he felt dizzy again. His ears started buzzing and black crept into his vision. Just like before at Kawaiko… But here at least he would be safe, maybe…
He tried to talk, "Can I… go to the... back room or something…?"
"Why? Are you okay?" Kurama asked worriedly as he cleaned up the now completed tattoo. "You're really pale."
"Yeah I just… um…" his voice was shaky and his breathing labored.
After cleaning up the small tattoo and lathering it with lotion the red-haired tattooist wrapped it up carefully in a bandage. Then he helped Deidara to stand up. But as soon as he got to his feet Deidara knew that he wouldn't even be able to get to the back room. Fuck, what the hell was wrong with him… he couldn't even see anything anymore and he felt nauseous… and then nothing.
…
"Dei…?" Kurama was extremely worried as the small blonde literally passed out in his arms. He picked him up and made his way to the back room.
"Oh my god what happened?" Konan asked as he walked past her.
"I don't know he just passed out," Kurama was freaked out.
He went to the employees' room and put him down on the table for lack of a better place. There was no couch here just a few chairs. He turned around and realized Yahiko had followed him.
"Can you call someone to come pick him up?" Yahiko looked only slightly worried but calm.
"Shouldn't we call… I don't know an ambulance? I mean passing out like that isn't normal…" Kurama said worriedly.
"Don't," Yahiko said, "he's not clean and I don't want to get caught. Just call someone or let him sleep here I don't care but get back in the store your customer's gonna get here soon."
He walked away. Kurama was fuming as he took out his cell. Yahiko was being an asshole right now. Looking through his list on contacts he decided to call Naruto. He knew that his twin finished early today, as opposed to Sasuke who still had school until the evening.
"Kura what's wrong? I can't talk right now the class isn't finished yet…"
"Thanks for picking up anyway," he sighed, relieved. He never called unless it was important and his brother knew this. "It's Deidara, he came to the store and he just… passed out so I need your help. My boss is being an ass and I have a customer right now so I can't do anything…"
"What happened?"
"I don't know! And I don't know who else to call…"
"Okay I'm on my way."
"Thanks so much."
They hung up and reluctantly Kurama left Deidara's side to get back to work. Maybe the guy was just exhausted or something, but still... He hoped Naruto would get here soon.
…
Naruto recognized his brother's car in the lot and parked his own car next to it. Slamming the door shut he made his way to the entrance of Demonic. There were a lot of customers, and the staff was busy. Naruto walked over to the two tattoo stations.
When Kurama noticed him he told his customer to kindly just wait a minute.
"Come on…" the red-head didn't lose any time and led his twin to the back room.
"What happened?"
"I tattooed him but I swear he was fine and then he just passed out…"
Naruto frowned when he saw Deidara unconscious on the table of the employees' room. He struck him as too skinny and pale. Kurama looked just as worried.
"Listen, take him to the hospital I don't care what Yahiko says…"
"What are you talking about?"
"Never mind. Just take him there. Go through the back door I'll help you."
Naruto shook Deidara's shoulder but he wasn't waking up, so he had no choice but to pick him up in his arms. He held him tight and followed his brother, grateful as he held the door open for him. Kurama also followed him outside to open the passenger door of the orange car, so that Naruto could put him down on the seat. He still showed no sign of waking up. The twins looked at each other.
"But what do you mean I don't care what Yahiko says?" Naruto insisted.
"He's his drug dealer of course he doesn't want him to go to the hospital when he's on some shit he gave him… Look I don't really know what's going on but I'm just worried about him."
"Yeah, me too," Naruto squeezed his brother's shoulder briefly, "don't worry I'm sure he's gonna be fine." He wanted to convince himself too.
"All right... Text me later 'kay?"
"Yeah."
He stood and watched briefly as his twin ran back to the front of the store; the back door didn't open from the outside. Naruto then hurriedly took place behind the wheel of his car, fastening his seat belt as well as Deidara's, and also lowering his seat a bit. It was the least he could do. He was so fucking worried; the twenty two year old was so pale right now.
So he started driving. No music was playing which was rare for Naruto. He was just driving quickly yet carefully. At some point though, on his way to the nearest hospital Deidara let out a small noise and woke up slowly. He still looked very dizzy. Worried, Naruto pulled over as soon as he found an empty spot on the side of the street.
"Are you okay? What happened to you?" Naruto leaned closer so he could remove the smaller guy's seat belt. He touched his cheek. He was burning up. "Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" Naruto asked when he didn't get an answer.
"Naruto?" he said, frowning slightly, "What the…?" he glanced at his bandaged arm then outside the window, "I need some air."
As he stepped outside Naruto hurriedly did likewise to make sure he was okay. He didn't want Deidara to just collapse on the sidewalk or something. But he seemed okay for now, although he was shaking a little. Naruto couldn't help it, he hugged him tight as they stood next to the car, ignoring the occasional people passing by.
"You're freezing," Naruto said.
"I left my jacket at Demonic I guess…" Deidara whispered as he held him back.
"We can go back to get it if you want?"
"No… I just wanna… I need to get some sleep… Can we go to your place?" he asked in a low, pleading voice.
"Of course. You sure you don't wanna go to the hospital?"
Deidara pulled away slightly so that he could look up into deep blue eyes. He continued leaning on him for support and warmth though.
"Naruto… I need to tell you something… I'm a drug addict, but I want to stop," he sighed, "it's just so hard… I don't know what's wrong with me. And fuck… Madara earlier he…" squeezing his eyes shut Deidara leaned into Naruto for comfort.
Sad and confused the taller blonde hugged him back. He didn't know what to do. Sure he wanted to know what was going on, but Deidara didn't look ready to talk about it just yet.
"It's okay, just calm down, let's just go to my place..."
Naruto just hoped Deidara would be okay. And if that Madara asshole had hurt him, then Naruto was ready to do something, anything, that could prevent it from happening again.
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