A/N: These two only share a chapter because they are both really short and I didn't want to give either their own chapter alone. They don't relate at all, just so you know.

Title: Abused
Word Count: 267
Rating: T+

Warnings:
—Adult language. Swearing.
—Physical abuse.

Characters: Naruto Uzumaki, Sasuke Uchiha
Setting: Alternate Universe, Canon Divergence, Modern-Day, Anything at all really

Summary: Naruto walks in on Sasuke being physically abused, and his reaction is one that none of the parties involved are likely to soon forget.

Naruto let himself into Sasuke's place, as he'd become accustomed to doing as of late, but he stopped dead in his tracks halfway through the doorway. The sight he'd just walked in on was just… unbelievable, utterly unbelievable.

His eyes darted to take in the full situation. Hovering above Sasuke was a man, who looked to be his father, with his fist raised. As for Sasuke, he was half kneeling before his father. His was arm already showing dark bruising as it was caught in the elder Uchiha's tight grip, which kept Sasuke half on the floor and half partially raised off of it.

His face was lightly bruised on the right side, but his torso was much worse for wear. From what Naruto could see, it looked as if Sasuke had probably just received a few harsh open palms to the face and that the fist currently raised was aimed at his chest, as that was where all the real bruising was placed.

Sasuke's free hand was not even raised in defense, and that was the worst part to Naruto. It signified acceptance. He wasn't fighting. He wasn't squirming. He was just… sitting there. Did this happen so often that Sasuke could just take it so easily?

Naruto saw red. Sasuke's father be damned. He crossed the room and slugged the fucker right in the face. And with a heaving chest, trembling fingers, and a voice straining not to scream and shout, he hissed a threat— No, a promise.

"Don't you ever touch him like that again or I swear to god I'll fucking kill you."

Title: Comfort Me
Word Count: 497
Rating: K+

Warnings:
—OOC Konan

Characters: Sasuke Uchiha, Konan
Setting: Alternate Universe. Could be considered Canon Divergence or Modern-Day. Whatevz.

Summary: Sasuke attempts to comfort his boss Konan when he accidentally catches her in tears after office hours.

Sasuke sighed heavily as he gathered his things to finally head home from work for the evening. It had been a long, long, long day and he was just eager to get some well-earned rest. He'd had to stay late checking over everyone's work for the day since he'd been incapacitated with a file of his own to work on. He was passing a cubicle when he heard soft sobbing though, and that caused him to pause. No one should be here this late… He continued forward a few steps and peered into the cubicle, seeing Konan. That was right. She often stayed late as well.

She was curled up on the chair inside the cubicle, hugging her knees and sobbing quietly. What Sasuke didn't understand was why she was in some random cubicle instead of her spacious, walled office. He glanced at the nameplate. It was Yahiko's space. So why was Konan crying in Yahiko's cubicle? He thought about just tiptoeing past and going home—he certainly didn't much care about why she was crying, nor did he wish to find out—but as soon as he'd thought that, she lifted her head to sniffle and caught sight of him.

He groaned internally. Caught.

"O-Oh!" Konan exclaimed, her cheeks turning red. "S-Sasuke! I didn't know you were still here!" She straightened up and tried to wipe away her tears.

Sasuke stepped fully into the cubicle's opening then—no point in trying to hide, as he was already found out—and nodded stiffly at Konan. "Just checking today's progress," he informed.

"Y-Yeah, m-me too," Konan lied.

She jiggled the mouse at the computer to boot up the screen. The computer was off though, and it was obvious that she hadn't been working at all. She seemed aware of this flaw in her plan too. She knew she'd been caught in a lie, so she just cut all her losses.

"It's just that I've been in love with him for so long but he never notices!" she suddenly exploded, grabbing Sasuke's shirt and pulling him over to bury her face in his stomach. Sasuke scowled down at her. She was going to ruin his shirt with her makeup. "And I'm his b-boss, so it's impossible anyway!" Konan added frantically. "But I love him, Sasuke! How am I supposed to handle this anymore?!" she sobbed.

Sasuke stood there for a moment, fighting the urge to just brush Konan off. Eventually, though, he awkwardly patted her head in an attempt at comfort. Sasuke was never good at giving advice. He was too blunt and frank. He really didn't care about Konan's love life woes either, nor did he have anything good to offer her in response. The best he could do was give her a logical answer.

"Uh… you just… move on…" he supplied.

But that only seemed to exacerbate the situation. He sighed and continued awkwardly patting her head. Looked like he'd be there for a while. So much for that much-needed rest.