Come Play With Me
Chapter 11: I Can't Do It Anymore
Naruto sat on the floor staring at Kiba.
The brunette stared back breathing heavily holding his bruised throat.
Sasuke stood in the other side of the room dangling the knife from his hand.
"I'll let you live," Sasuke stated in almost a whisper, then turned to Kiba. "If you promise to never go near Naruto again." Kiba just stared. His mind racing with the constant thought of almost being killed by the insane raven.
Sasuke stared back out the window at the falling leaves and sighed. "You can not tell anyone about this incident... do not talk about me... do not talk about Naruto."
Kiba twitched. His eyes shifted to the blonde across from him.
"Don't worry about him." Sasuke said. "I care to much to actually kill him."
Kiba's terrified expression suddenly morphed into rage.
"How the fuck can you say you care?" Kiba shouted making Naruto jump. Sasuke turned to glare. "I see how you treat him! What the fuck is wrong with you?"
Sasuke slowly stomped to Kiba.
"Stop!" The blonde jumped up and ran over to pull Kiba up. "You have to leave." He whispered in his friends ear. Naruto opened his bedroom door and Kiba quickly ran out. The blonde slammed the door closed.
The room was silent. Nothing but the last sound of the front door of the house slamming shut as Kiba fled.
The blonde kept his gaze on the floor. He could feel the raven's eyes on him.
"Sasuke..." Fresh tears begin to fall. Naruto's eyes shot open when he heard the knife hit the ground. He looked up at Sasuke but the raven only averted his eyes.
"Forget it..." The simple raspy words spilled out of Sasuke's mouth. Naruto walked over slowly and wrapped his arms around Sasuke. He felt strong arms return the favor and he nestled his head into his chest.
"You want me to kill you... don't you." Sasuke stated. Naruto didn't reply. He his his face more, feeling the steady heartbeat thump against his cheek.
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"Are you alright?" Minato looked asked his son as he placed the bags of food on the counter.
Naruto lifted his head from the counter and looked at his father. "Yeah." The older blonde studied his son. He looked pale and his eyes were run down with grey. "You look sick."
"Thanks dad."
"I didn't mean it as an insult. Are you feeling alright?"
"No." Tears began to fall for what seemed like the one hunderth time that night.
"Naruto..."
"Daddy!" Naruto latched onto his dad's shirt. "I can't do this anymore! Daddy, make him go away! Please."
Minato pushed his son away to look into his wet eyes. "Naruto, you have to tell me what your talking about. Who do you want me to make go away."
"He's hurting everyone! He hurt mommy! He hurt Sakura! He hurt Kiba. He never hurts me! Why wont he hurt me, daddy? I want him to kill me! No matter what I do he wont do anything to kill me!"
"Naruto! Tell me who your talking about!"
Naruto shoved his dad back and looked around the room.
"He's probably watching." Naruto whispered.
"Who?"
"N-no one." Naruto said catching his breath. "I don't know what I'm talking about. Nevermind."
Naruto ran upstairs. "Naruto!"
"I'm sorry dad! I was just playing a joke."