A/N: Sooo, another update, like I promised! I've also been thinking about starting up some more stories: your choice is a closer-to-cannon-but-still-AU SasuNaru, a Drarry, a Free! (Rated T) one-shot, or a KaZe, please review with an answer, if you please. So lots of people have been ragging on me lately, both in RL and on AO3 (You guys of are epic!).

**RANT ABOUT DOUCHEBAGS**

For one to you guys in RL: Yeah, I can be immature for my age, but what's the joy in going through life miserable, have fun, that's the point! And to the random guest on AO3 who had the nerve to call me a fag: I'll gladly add my stick to your bundle anytime ;). (And if you get that joke you are awesome!)

**END OF RANT**

Without further ado, SasuNaru action is coming up and thanks for listening through that if you did, if not, I don't blame you. I look forward to more reviews!

"Never love anyone who treats you like you're ordinary"-Oscar Wilde

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Naruto laughed at Ryuuji's excited face. They were once again walking down the bitterly cold street, bundled up in fur coats. Ryuuji had chosen red jeans, a zebra-striped button down shirt, which was far too long, and went down to his knees, and a short, grey leather jacket. Naruto with his spiky blonde hair wore a dark black, ankle length fur coat, a black suit, vest, shoes, and slacks, with a crimson red undershirt. Four pairs of small silver hoops graced his ear and a pearl tie-pin completed the professional look.

"Alright, so first we'll go shoe shopping, and then walk through the park on our way to lunch, though I have no idea why you'd want to look a flowerless cherry trees…" Naruto waited for Ryuuji's reaction, which was a mildly annoyed stare of green eyes before continuing with chuckle, "And then we'll go to lunch and after we finish that, we'll go to Tsunade's." Ryuji hummed and let go of Naruto's hand as he stopped walking. Even though it was bitterly cold, the winds were no longer whipping through the streets and the fur coat was suffocating Naruto. Naruto folded the fur coat over his arm as he took another step. But before his foot touched the ground he saw a flash in the corner of his eye.

He saw it before he heard it and in a fit of protective instinct threw the coat onto Ryuuji and shielded him with his own body.

The first thing that registered was the ringing in his ears. The next was the God awful, burning pain that ripped a hole through his side. The third was the warm weight putting pressure on his back. Another person, a man, had tried to take the bullet for him. Naruto sucked in a breath and peeled his leaden body off of Ryuuji. The bullet-proof coat had done its job, proved by the small ping of the crushed bullet hitting the pavement. His son was safe. Naruto sucked in a breath of pain as he carefully arranged the now unconscious man to support his weight. He pulled the dark fur coat over Ryuuji's head and said with an even voice,

"Okay ladybug, I don't want you to open your eyes until I ask you to alright?"

"Okaa-san…" Naruto heard the sheer despair in his voice, and that was simply a whimper.

"Everything is going to be alright Ryuuji. I just need you to keep your eyes closed, alright?"

Ryuuji sniffed loudly and nodded.

"Good boy." Naruto watched as drops of blood from the hole in his side dropped onto his patent leather shoes. He was running out of the liquid that assured him time. Naruto then analyzed the face now next to his own, unconscious. He looked at the tile-white face of one Uchiha Sasuke, CFO. Fucking shit! Naruto's face screwed itself into a grimace as he mentally cursed. Despite his misgivings Naruto gently splayed his hand in between Ryuuji's shoulder blades pushing him in front of them.

He carefully led Ryuuji down a shortcut, a scrawny alleyway, with trash crossings and creatures that bite when starved. Naruto's perception of the area around him started to blur into monotone greys and malicious black stripes. The Uchiha breathed softly and Ryuuji was numbly walking forward. Naruto knew in the back of his mind that he was trailing scarlet drops behind him and that he was losing more than the Uchiha even though Naruto had the milder wound.

He also knew in his subconscious that adrenaline, the instinct to keep himself alive and Ryuuji protected, was the only thing keeping him from dropping to the concrete like a lead stone and bleeding out his life blood and dying.

Finally Naruto reached the exit of the maze and blinked his crystalline eyes against the overbearing light. Finally he looked down at the brunette head of his son and told him quietly.

"Open your eyes, run to Dei's and Sasori's. Go stay with Tobi and don't look back!" Ryuuji opened tear running eyes and ran towards the open cargo door indicating a garage, or rather Deidara's pottery studio. Naruto leaned against the side of a brick building, wondering briefly that he could cause the bricks to crumble if he pushed hard enough.

Sasori looked up from the pottery wheel when he saw a figure running towards the open space. He gasped and stood up when he saw it was Ryuuji, sobbing silently while running, a dark fur coat covering most of him and an ambiguous stiff and dark stain on the back. His eyes widened as he realized that Naruto wasn't with him. Naruto was always with his son.

Deidara whipped off the clay stained green apron and quickly called out,

"Sasori!"

The man must have heard the distress in his voice for he did not ask any questions as he bounded down the stairs. Deidara ran the rest of the way to Ryuuji.

"Shh. It's alright Ryuuji. Tobi's upstairs stay with him alright?" Ryuuji nodded and bounded up the stairs and saw Tobi. Tobi was around nine-years old, had brown-black hair, and deep black eyes that Ryuuji swore had a purple base at times. Ryuuji also found the boy mildly, dim-witted

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Naruto slumped to the ground. The body beside him rested on him heavily. The searing pain in his side had become an irrelevant warmth. The last thing Naruto saw was Deidara, his hair swinging side to side as he sprinted towards him, and behind him the reddish-pale blur that his subconscious, supposed, was Sasori.

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Naruto was only conscious for mere moments during the surgery. Pain-filled, agony-filled snippets in which he lashed out. In one of these moments he lashed out towards the older, big-breasted doctor. He saw her fear and briefly thought that his must eyes had have been flashing red. The next thing he knew was that a hot stinging needle pierced his flesh and he thrashed around. He felt to people hold him down and he passed out once more.

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Naruto groaned against the weight in his muscles. First he registered the cold sheet beneath him. The he opened his eyes, the room gradually came into focus as his eyes adjusted to the new lighting situation. The next thing he heard was the noises of various animals in the background. The next thing he knew was the disgruntled face of the vet/doctor standing above him. Tsunade had gone to medical school and had dropped out due to a 'slight' gambling problem. She later became a vet. And thanks to some of Iruka's hidden connections and Naruto's penchant for giving her a large paycheck, she had become Naruto and Naruto's closest friends personal physician.

"Hey, obaa-chan, what's up? A sharp flick of the forehead was her response.

"You being an idiot." Naruto groaned at the scolding he was going to get but to his surprise Tsunade only thinned her lips before glaring at Naruto with something like sad understanding.

"Well, you never answered my question. So how about a new one? How's Ryuuji, Tsunade?" Tsunade then turned from Naruto and took on a professional air.

"Alright so you remember that Ryuuji suffered severe malnutrition in the womb resulting in his low muscle mass and frequent cramps especially in his legs." Naruto glared at her in sheer annoyance at the repetition.

"While Ryuuji's muscle mass has increased slightly we still have more work to do if you want him to continue growing at his current, and fairly normal, rate." Naruto sighed,

"Any suggestions, Tsunade-obaa-chan?" Tsunade's eyebrow twitched at the idea of Naruto still calling her a grandmother but she otherwise ignored it.

"I suggest you start taking him to the pool. It puts less weight on his joints that way, twerp." Naruto grinned in response to Tsunade's answer.

"Alright when can I see my love bug then?" Tsunade just sighed, opened the door, and got out of the way of the eager, eccentrically dresses ball of energy. Ryuuji flew into Naruto's chest and grinned. Naruto grinned back childishly.

"So, Ryuuji do you know who we brought in with us?"

Ryuuji nodded largely.

"Oh you do now, what's his name?"

"Sasuke-kun." Tsunade noticed the casual curiosity in Naruto's eyes. She knew that it could sometimes be a horrible thing. Like now.

"And how did you meet him?"

"He fed me…" Naruto knew Ryuuji would continue, "…and he touched my legs and made them feel better." Naruto's expression became frightfully cold, and furious, Ryuuji never noticed

"Did he now?" Naruto's seemingly casual voice prophesized a gruesome death. Tsunade paled, and she had just finished working on the Uchiha too.

"Well Ryuuji, we'll be going to the pool in a few days' time, would you like that?"

Ryuuji nodded eagerly.

"Alright but I have to go take care of something real quick, wait for me?" Ryuuji nodded and curled up on the makeshift hospital bed. Naruto never noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt and his tattoos snarled in the broad day-light.

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Sasuke felt pain radiate through his chest. It fucking sucked. He was readjusting himself when all of a sudden he was being attacked. Hand tightened painfully around his throat.

"You fucking dare touch my son?! Why in the fucking seven levels of hell shouldn't I skin you alive, and spread pieces of your body all over fucking Tokyo?!" The hands tightened even more. Sasuke swore he heard the bones in his neck creak. Even so he managed to gasp out-

"I…on…ly…..di..d….wha-…..Okaa…" the hands released pressure. Enough to speak but not enough to take in enough breath to, you know, live.

"I only did….. what he said…. His okaa-sa…. Does… to… heal-legs." Sasuke gasped out.

"Fine." The hands tightened threateningly before releasing. Damn what was with the blonde and not giving him enough God damn oxygen?! Sasuke coughed and sputtered through a bruised windpipe before looking at the lithe body straddling him. Blonde hair, tan skinned town, crystal blue eyes, scarred cheeks, definitely the dobe, Uzumaki. Then Sasuke paled. He saw the full body tattoos. The spindly, sharp jasmine flowers on Naruto's biceps, the 'curse seal' on his toned stomach, the hip riding loose pants that showed the traditionally drawn koi, swimming below the hem. As he saw the man beneath pale, whiter than a ghost, he was briefly confused. Then he realized it was cold, and that he was wearing no shirt. Oh.

"If you ever touch my son in an inappropriate manner, I will not hesitate to torture you and string your body up somewhere in public view. Sasuke nodded his head docilely. He may not know particularly whom he was dealing with but he certainly knew what.

"I owe you a debt of gratitude, Uchiha. Understand that I will repay you."

"Hn."

"Don't make that noise, you sound like your brother, asshole!" Naruto stormed off in a fouled tempered good mood and slammed the door to the Uchiha's 'room'. Sasuke closed his eyes and sighed. The parrot in the cage, whom he had been sharing a room with, squawked loudly from above. Sasuke growled, annoyed,

"Shut up!" and buried his face in his pillow. He may or may not have had a hard on, not that he'd ever admit it.