AIYH
Author: Ladelle
Rating: M (later scenes?)
Comments: D'argh. Finals were killing me for real! I got so far behind in my classes that I ended up with 4 digital paintings and 3 full animations due in two weeks! I will never procrastinate so badly again, you all as my witness.
So, because of that, I'm sorry that I am late on posting. My last final is this Wednesday so after that I'll probably make an effort to get a schedule going again, listed on my author page. I'm taking next quarter off school and my goal is to get all of AIYH and DW written so that MiLoCo can be my main fic...so keep an eye out! Updates will be much more frequent starting mid April!
Ah, I would say the beginning of April but Ladelle is going to Anime Detour! Huzzah. It's been ages since I've been to a con. A lot of awesome writers will be there though and I'm really excited to meet them and share ideas...
How exciting. Okay, I'm rambling. On with the chapter!
Chapter 12:
Sasuke woke up early enough to get ready for school and somehow late enough to feel as though he was holding everyone else up. The aura of the house had turned into something a little less calm and placid, and Sasuke most likely wouldn't have noticed if he hadn't happened upon Kiba and Shikamaru arguing in the kitchen.
"There's no way," Kiba dictated, and from across from him, Shikamaru had his arms crossed and his head titled to the side in annoyance. Sasuke brushed past them both to grab some snacks for lunch, hardly caring to know what the argument was about.
"Kiba," Ino had stepped into the kitchen and had her hands up offensively, "it's just another type of test. It's really not that big of a—"
"And when were you going to let us know about all of this?" Kiba said, and Sasuke was caught off guard when Sakura shoved past him from the living room and bustled over to Kiba's side. It was then that Sasuke noticed that Kiba was holding a manila folder, one that was presumably Shikamaru's. He rolled his eyes.
"Today," Shikamaru said, "Like I just did." The irritation in his voice was evident.
"What's going on? Why are you two arguing?" Sakura asked, and she glanced down at the envelope before peering up to Shikamaru, looking somewhat bewildered. Kiba looked too agitated to speak, and even Ino looked a little less confident at what to say. Shikamaru let out a sigh and rubbed his eyes.
"Whether you agree with it or not, it's the next stage in us being here," Shikamaru said, and from behind him, Ino nodded more enthusiastically.
"Don't kill the messengers," she said, and she moved forward in an effort to pluck the envelope from Kiba's grasp. He weaved it away from her manicured fingers, still glaring harshly at Shikamaru.
"Having us perform, maybe. Testing our powers, maybe. But you're not getting inside my head, no way, no how." Kiba stood resolute by the stove and Sakura's expression pinched.
"They want to what?"
Sasuke perked up in interest himself, wondering what kind of intentions had just been brought to rise. Even though he was as peaceable about getting the agents in and out as he could manage, the idea of having any of them fumbling through his thoughts and motives made him angry.
"I think you're misunderstanding our intentions, Kiba," Ino said suddenly, and she had her hands on her hips almost immediately. "And what with all of this commotion, you'd think you were trying to hide something," from her tone, Sasuke knew that the agents suspected something. Even though they had made a valiant effort at seeming passive about the government presence, they knew.
Sasuke's eyes narrowed at Shikamaru and he fixed his thoughts. Shikamaru knew.
Naruto had warned them about Shikamaru, along with Sai, on the first day. They said he was a thinker—they mentioned their anxiety about him, and Naruto even recognized the fact that Shikamaru was definitive about who he touched. So, did Shikamaru have the ability to learn things…just be touching them?
If that was the case, it had been the first day that he would have felt something strange. Kakashi would have been confident but mysterious, and everyone else would have seemed nervous and secretive. Not to mention if Shikamaru's talents went beyond people and to objects…
Sasuke snorted. "If we're misreading your intentions, maybe you should be more honest about them," he said it passively enough to avoid conflict, and Ino's eyes narrowed a fraction. She pouted, and Shikamaru stepped forward and grabbed the envelope from Kiba's grasp.
"It's not a matter of being honest. We've been hired to perform a job and that is exactly what we're doing. You don't have to understand it, or even agree with it." Shikamaru glanced back to Sasuke and a wave of competition surged through him. The Asian's boy's words were challenging, even if they hadn't been intended that way.
"So what does that paperwork state?" Sasuke asked, still against anyone prodding through his mind.
Shikamaru rolled his eyes before letting out a defeated sigh. He handed the folder to Ino who held it tight against her chest, looking like a guardian of sorts.
"We have reason to believe that some other groups—similar to your own, but wanted by government sanction—have come into contact with you. But since your skills are so under-developed, we believe you just may not have noticed," he added, and Sasuke kept his face placid.
"What do you mean, 'like our own'?" Sakura asked, and Shikamaru seemed annoyed.
"There are several schools like this, some good some bad. Some turn out promising individuals, and others turn out dangerous criminals. By the end of this, the hope of the NSA is to offer you all jobs within the realm of your capabilities, but that is dependent on your compliance."
Kiba glared. "I don't want to work for the government. They can find someone else, if that's all this is about," he muttered, and Sakura frowned.
"If we had seen anything suspicious we would have said so. How do you expect us to be up front with you if you can't even return the favor?" She said smoothly, and her eyes drifted to Ino's.
"Because they're still not being up front," a new voice caught Sasuke off guard and he whipped around, surprised when Sai drifted behind him to snag a bag of Chex Mix from the counter. Shikamaru glared and narrowed his eyes, feeling haughty.
"And neither are any of you," Ino said suddenly, and Shikamaru looked surprised to hear her shrill voice. When Kiba asked her how she frowned.
"It's obvious you're all hiding something. All of you say Uzumaki's allergic to medicine and the other half don't talk at all, and in all honesty, he seems perfectly fine to me—"
"What?" the words left Sasuke's mouth before he had intended them to, but her sentence was crashing through his head like a bullet train. He seems fine…?
"What do you mean, 'he seems fine'?" Sakura demanded, and Sasuke noticed the ashen color that faded across her cheeks. Even Sai turned and looked somewhat bristly, and Kiba was balling his fists.
"He has the flu. It was a little nonsensical that no one made an effort to watch over him, so—"
"You gave him meds. Yesterday," Kiba said, and his expression was a mixture of surprise and rage. "After Sakura got home."
Sasuke felt a bubble in his stomach, the onset of understanding sinking in. Sai pushed past him in a bit of a daze, swinging open a familiar kitchen cupboard and yanking out a few bottles of Nyquil and Robitussin before glaring at Sasuke.
"You thought it was me," he said suddenly, and Sasuke narrowed his eyes. Had he misread his vision? He wasn't sure. But his pride wouldn't let them admit it even if he was wrong.
"Why wouldn't I have," he threw back, and Sai set the bottles on the counter. He stalked to Sasuke and stared across to him, frowning. "Don't make the mistake of thinking that you're anything good for him," he almost whispered, and Sasuke felt heat rise to his face. Where hadthat comment come from?
Sasuke glared down, keeping his expression level. "Don't make the mistake of thinking that you're someone I'd be intimidated by," he countered, and from beside them, Sakura shoved by, jogging to the outer hallway. Sasuke immediately knew that she was going to check on Naruto, and suddenly remembered the agents' presence in the room.
"He does have an allergy, whether you choose to believe it or not," Kiba said crisply and he stepped forward almost threateningly towards Shikamaru. The Asian boy frowned and held up his hands, a signal for submission to the argument, and Ino's expression turned from defensive into something a little more concerned.
"What's going on?" Kakashi wandered into the kitchen from the rear entry and Sasuke assumed he had come from the garage. His expression was skeptical as he scanned the room, whipping his vision to each person. His eyes landed on Sasuke and he tilted his head upward. "What happened?"
"Ask them," Sasuke motioned towards Shikamaru and Ino who both looked caught of guard. It was obvious they didn't understand the hostility they had created, or hadn't expected it in the least.
"I'll call us in at school," Sai said from beside Sasuke and Kakashi raised an eyebrow as he brushed by. Kakashi gave Sasuke another questioning look.
Not wanting to explain what little he knew about the situation, Sasuke turned towards the doorway to the living room, feeling unusually anxious. He had an automatic distaste for Shikamaru, steal weary of whatever investigation he was trying to complete. And the fact the trio had chosen to give Naruto medication despite the housemates obvious concern irritated him even more.
Don't worry about me.
"I'm not," Sasuke said out loud, trying to push away the memory from the night previous.
You are.
Sasuke turned to the stairwell, jogging upwards, curiosity and concern melding into some sort of driving momentum of haste in getting to Naruto's room. He saw the door ajar and drifted inside, surprised to see Sakura leaning onto the windowsill, her expression more than affected.
"He's gone," Sakura said and Sasuke frowned. He glanced down at the bed, a site that looked much different with morning light stretching through the glass panes of a thick bay window. As he glanced around, he was surprised. Everything was so…so bare.
"Did he take his things?" he muttered, glancing down to the floor where a pile of clothes was clumped in a corner. It seemed to dissuade him from believing that Naruto had run away, but Sakura was facing him with a frown.
"What are you talking about? This is the way his room has always been," she glanced around as if to pick something out of the ordinary before returning her attention to Sasuke. "You've never been in here?"
"Why would I want to be in his room?" Sasuke rebutted, feeling defensive. Just because they were roommates didn't mean they were close.
Sakura seemed to ignore his tone and shook her head. "I've ignored the fact you've been a jerk because Naruto seemed to like you," she glanced up at him and narrowed her eyes, "but now is really not the time."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes and decided not to grace her comment with a response. She didn't know anything about him and Naruto's relationship. She didn't understand how nervous Naruto made him feel, or how unreadable the blond was. Naruto made him want to agitate him, to taunt him…Sasuke liked seeing Naruto upset simply because it reminded him that Naruto was human.
"Where would he go?" Sasuke found himself asking, and despite himself he stepped closer to Sakura.
She shook her head. "He never goes to the same place," her head dipped lower, "and I'm sure that this time he doesn't plan on coming back."
"He always says that," Sai said from the doorway and Sasuke turned to see him lean back against the frame casually. Sai crossed his arms over his chest and spoke again. "And each time we still manage to drag him back."
"Do you know where he is?" Sasuke asked, and was surprised at how nervous he was beginning to feel. It was the feeling he had right after a disturbing vision, one that made his heart beat a little faster than normal and his mind reel. If Naruto was a danger…why was everyone so calm?
"Are you going to go and get him?" Sai through back, and his voice was strangely serious. Sasuke raised an eyebrow and frowned.
"Should I?" and though his voice came out cool and challenging it was an honest question. Was anyone else going to go after him? Was he a loose canon on his own?
"Sakura seemed to feel the awkward tension in the room because she glanced between the both of them and drifted towards the doorway, a look of warning and concern on her face. "I'm going to go get Kakashi," she said, and disappeared before either of the boys could say a word. Sasuke narrowed his eyes and repeated his question.
"Should I go get him?"
Sai peered up from the spot he had been focusing in on the ground, expression cold. His lips were curled in something intent and thoughtful, and when he spoke his words surprised Sasuke.
"If you're going to baby him like everyone else here, there's no point in me telling you." The comment caught Sasuke off guard and as he opened his mouth to make a smart comment about Naruto acting like a baby, Sai cut over him.
"Naruto isn't as weak as everyone makes him out to be. He hates me because I firmly believe that," he seemed to admit and then said, "So if you're just going to fuck around and sympathize with his condition, don't expect me to be helpful in any way."
Sasuke snorted. "I don't sympathize with him."
"Then why are you so worried?" Sai asked, and turned his head to stare directly into Sasuke's eyes. There. That feeling again. Sai was reading him, taking him in, trying to get inside of his head. Or maybe…Sai was just being sincere. Sai's emotions were heavy in the room, and it made Sasuke uneasy.
He frowned as the cool gaze made him feel frustrated, made him try to decipher his own emotions. What did it matter if he wanted to make sure that the blond boy hadn't gotten into any trouble? After all, he knew about Sasuke's powers…who was to say that he wouldn't tell anyone? And if the agents discovered the truth, what would happen to him? Would he have to return home…?
Sasuke blanched at the thought.
Did it really matter that he was curious about Naruto's condition? And above that…why was he offering himself to look for Naruto?
"To prove that he doesn't have to depend on you," Sasuke finally answered, and strangely enough, it felt like a good motive.
Sai looked surprised and suddenly smiled, a dark grin that made Sasuke feel on guard. "Would you promise me that?" he asked, and Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
"What are you talking about?" he mumbled, feeling more and more sure that Sai was crazy. Promise to keep Naruto away from him? Was that what he was asking?
"Come on, we'll take my car." Sai said, not answering Sasuke's question. Sasuke jogged after him as he disappeared from sight, growling in minute agitation.
"Why aren't you going after him?" he asked, following him down the stairs.
"As if," he mumbled. "You're the one he listens to," he added.
Sasuke frowned again as they turned towards the living room.
His question went unanswered for the second time as the drifted past Kakashi and Sakura, both giving them questioning glances. Sai waved his hand to them in a way that Sasuke assumed hinted that they were going to recover Naruto, and from the kitchen, Sasuke heard Kiba yelling at Shikamaru. As he glanced to the side at the boisterous sound he caught Hinata attempting to calm him down, and he hoped that Kakashi would be able to do some damage control at the house.
He followed Sai outside and to his car, shuffling into the passenger seat, still irritated at the situation. He hadn't asked for this role, but then again, eh hadn't denied it either. A part of him felt responsible for missing the signs…Naruto had been so different the night before. Looking back, Sasuke couldn't guess whether Naruto's pale and exhausted complexion was from his cold or from the 'other' side of him coming out.
Sai started the ignition and flipped a button on the fold-out above the steering wheel, causing the garage door to hammer up into the pipe-outline of the garage ceiling. The door wasn't even three quarters of the way up before Sai slid out, carefully weaving around Sakura's car and onto the street. Plowing forward, he spoke dimly.
"You're not the first person Naruto has opened up to," he said, and Sasuke raised an eyebrow. What was Sai talking about? Since when had Naruto ever opened up to him?
"Naruto hasn't opened up to me," he said crisply, but Sai's expression remained passive. He glided onto a main street and cut through some traffic, interlacing slow vehicles to hasten their pace.
"You only think that because you don't know him." Sai answered.
"You're right, I don't."
Sai's expression didn't' change and he continued as if Sasuke hadn't said anything at all.
"Naruto and I used to be close. Our powers were similar and he was ridiculously infectious when he first came here. It was irritating, the way he always talked about bonds and shit. Bonds with Iruka, no less," Sai paused as he turned onto a small branch of the highway, a shortcut Sasuke recognized to the school.
Was Naruto at their school?
"Why are you telling me all of this?" Sasuke asked even though it was obvious that Sai hadn't finished.
Sai finally looked agitated before growling out, "Because if you're honestly going to convince him to come back to the house, he'll start depending on you."
Sasuke raised and eyebrow and Sai waved a hand at him, motioning for him to be silent. Sasuke fumed at the action and rooted himself in his seat, staring blankly out the window.
"Iruka's a mess. Not only that, he's fucked Naruto up. You can tell, can't you? What the hell kind of 17 year old can only be calmed down by a man who's never in the same state more than a week," he was ranting, and Sasuke noted that this was as close to emotional as he had ever seen the other housemate. Even so, Sai's features were still undoubtedly calm.
"They have a past, don't they?" Sasuke attempted to justify, even though he wasn't sure why. He himself thought Iruka was an awkward person, but he didn't want to judge so abrasively.
"Pff, some past," Sai said and he turned off onto a road that most definitely led to their high school. He peered over to Sai, still wondering where the conversation was leading.
"Naruto doesn't have an allergy to medicine," he said suddenly, and Sasuke glared at him.
"What?"
"He doesn't." Sai said bluntly. Sasuke felt completely baffled, and even angry.
"What are you talking about?" He couldn't hide the irritation in his voice. What was wrong with these people? Why couldn't anyone make up their minds about him?
"I'm only telling you this because form this day forward, I'm passing the irritating torch that is Uzumaki to you," Sai clarified, and Sasuke scowled.
"Naruto doesn't have an allergy. He only thinks he does. Iruka made him think that," Sai snorted, and he swerved into the school parking lot, dodging into an empty space. He pulled the emergency braked up after setting the car into park, and glared at Sasuke.
"Do you get it?" he asked, and Sasuke narrowed his eyes, biting back the urge to smack the driver.
"Obviously not," he stated.
Sai looked a little irritated but continued. "Naruto can't handle his powers. He deals with it by believing he has another side. Iruka created that other side…to the point that sometimes Naruto forgets that he has control over it."
Sasuke stared. Was Sai serious? He looked serious, his eyes narrowed and his lips curled downward in something like a content frown. And even though the story was completely irrational, it made so much more sense than Naruto having an allergy to medications.
Iruka had somehow managed to convince Naruto that his powers were related to a side of him…a side that was influenced by medication. Why? Why would an adult do that unless…unless Naruto's powers were really that frightening. So scary that Naruto himself couldn't handle them…so much that Iruka honestly thought to create a split personality within someone he treated like his own son?
Sai popped open the locks to the car and sat back in his seat, twisting his head to view Sasuke.
"He'll be wherever Kisame is," Sai stated, his expression as passive as ever. Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
"What? Why?"
Sai looked out of the front window, bored. "'Cause Kisame tried to pick a fight with you the other day. Naruto can be awfully protective of people he considers close," he said matter-of-factly, and Sasuke glared.
"Naruto and I are not close." He said, and Sai waved him out of the vehicle.
"Whatever. Go and get him before he hurts someone." Sai barely glanced at Sasuke and Sasuke shook his head, pulling himself from the vehicle.
Who knew what was the truth. Naruto was probably just crazy, and why he decided to fight Kisame he would never guess. Sai had said it was for his sake but that was ridiculous. The fight had been over a week ago…'
…but Naruto had still been affected by the Advil. Or whatever. So…was Naruto trying to finish what he had started?
Sasuke entered the front doors of the school, narrowly evading a hall monitor searching for rogue and tardy students. He briefly wondered where Naruto would be. Where Kisame would be.
"Hey," a voice chimed from behind and Sasuke turned, trying to avoid looking like he was ditching a class. It was a student he didn't know, tall and bulky, and he looked irate.
"You're from the house, right?" he asked, and Sasuke nodded, keeping his expression focused and intent. The kid nodded and then scoffed.
"Go and get Blondie before someone tears him up," the student said and Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
"Where is he?"
The other student looked surprised at the directness of his question but merely pointed behind him. "Locker rooms," he stated.
Sasuke didn't hesitate before he bolted past the hefty kid, making his way quickly through the cafeteria and down the long athletics hallway. He was grateful his school was somewhat high in achievement, using the trophy cases in an attempt o hide from another hall monitor that was about to enter one of the main gymnasiums. After he vanished from sight Sasuke dodged forward towards the entrance to the locker rooms and yanked open the door, completely caught off guard at the sight before him.
The locker room was a mess. Bags were scattered on a floor wet from a free running shower, and a misty haze made him cough a little. There were droplets of what Sasuke assumed to be blood trailing the length of an inner walkway, lined with benches. He flowed it as he heard the sound of shuffling, somewhat relieved that the fight was still in action.
"Punching me isn't going to keep me from telling," Kisame was saying, and Sasuke stumbled into a position behind Naruto, surprised to see him. He was standing somewhat powerfully, his legs planted firmly on the ground, arms hanging loosely at his sides. His shirt was torn and Sasuke could see a heavy purple bruise beginning to form on his shoulder, a small trickle of blood telling him where the trail had come from.
"You shouldn't underestimate me," Naruto said back, and Sasuke was surprised when his voice came out much more sinister than anything he had heard before. Kisame glanced down and saw Sasuke, smirking lightly. And Sasuke knew…something wasn't right.
"Hit me with your best shot," Kisame said, "and prove that you're as dangerous as they say."
Sasuke saw Naruto's fists ball and heard a clicking sound, something that tore his attention to his side. The lockers. They were bending…inward. The metal screws that held the silver plating of the combinations were screwing themselves outward, creaking against the resistant metal. Sasuke flung his attention back to Naruto.
Naruto is telekinetic.
The words shot through his head and he jumped as one of the lockers almost completely groaned inside out. There was a pressure in the room, a pressure too heavy for him. It was all Naruto.
Sasuke's temples began to get sore as he recalled the feeling of first touching Naruto. The intense feeling of something limitless, something stronger than himself. He frowned as he recognized it and stood up, not intimidated by the show of power that Naruto was demonstrating.
He was going to assume that Sai was right.
"Naruto, stop."
He didn't reach out for him, and didn't say anything more. Whatever was happening was out of his control, but Naruto wasn't. He was confident of that. The heavy feeling seemed to vanish in an instant and the lockers stopped crooning against themselves, and the only sound that could be heard was the running water from the vacant shower and the shower drains gurgling as they attempted to down the overflow. Naruto turned and Sasuke almost stepped backwards, caught off guard.
Red eyes.
They eyes he had become familiar with, though completely unaware of their identity. But Naruto had them, bright and burning, completely opposed to his normally shimmering cerulean blue, They were harsh and focused, and angry. Really, really angry.
"Sasuke," Naruto said, and his voice sounded less intimidating than it had before. It sounded cornered, and distant.
"You're such an idiot." Sasuke stated and he walked up to the blond, any fear he had originally felt completely drained. The intensity in the room had faded somewhat and he could tell that Naruto was caught off guard, whatever side it was he had stumbled on.
"I've taken 10 years of karate. If I wanted to pound the shit out of Kisame, I could have done it myself." Sasuke glared down at Naruto, feeling angry. Naruto was staring back up, his face curling into something more defensive than before. He was over being surprised at Sasuke's presence.
"Don't get in my way," Naruto said, and pulled up a hand from beside him. Sasuke saw a locker rise from beside him and reached forward demandingly, grabbing Naruto's upraised wrist.
He had forgotten.
The fist time he had held Naruto's hand Naruto had only been a little affected. It had felt fuzzy and hot, and his mind had been cloudy. But this time…
Needles. Naruto was burning hot, but Sasuke couldn't glance down to see if his hand was scathing under the fiery pressure. When he blinked and opened his eyes he was inside a dark place…
Thoughts. He felt thoughts. They rushed by him like giant words and he felt himself glancing around eagerly, wondering what the hell was going on. Where was he?
Dangerous.
He saw the word fly by and he glanced to the side as another came his way. He was inside someone's mind. Inside Naruto's mind.
Leave.
And words; a conversation he heard in the distance.
"It's not a matter of what is best for him, Iruka. Two innocent people died. He can't be in contact with people,"
Sasuke saw a blurry image of a woman in a hospital clerk's garb speaking with a younger Iruka and as he stepped closer, the image popped like a bubble and anther heavy set of words flew at him.
Sasuke, what is your power…?
It was Naruto's voice. Not red-eyed kinetic Naruto, but normal blond-haired blue eyed roommate Naruto. He spoke, although it was more like thinking inside of his head.
Where am I? He asked, and below him he saw a pond of water. It was up to his knees and felt cold, and he drifted forward, following the voice that sounded like Naruto.
Sasuke, let go of me. It was a demand. Sasuke wanted to let go; to get out of this dark place. But wherever he was, it wasn't connected to the outside world at all. Even if he wanted to remove his arm, he couldn't will himself to do it.
Sasuke, let go! Naruto's voice sounded urgent, and Sasuke frowned and rushed forward, running through the trailing water. It was getting hotter and the water below him was draining…
"Sasuke…!" Sasuke blinked and glanced around, completely stunned. He was outside, sun beating down on his face and Naruto huddled over him in concern. He had a bloody lip, and he was still pale. It made his eyes more blue than normal.
"What the…" Sasuke twisted his head to the side and realized that they were in the back lot behind the gym. How had he gotten there?
"You're a jerk, you know that?" Naruto snapped at him, and Sasuke glared, still feeling baffled. He sat up and held his head as a headache began to pulse through his temples.
"Shut up," he said.
"You're lucky I knocked Kisame out. What the hell is wrong with you anyway? You didn't have to nearly…kill me…" Naruto's voice began strong and definite but slowed into something Sasuke didn't expect. The blond slumped on top- of him, unable to support himself.
Had Naruto carried him out? Even so…Sasuke wasn't that heavy. He snorted. Naruto shouldn't have been winded after that.
"What is your power, Sasuke?" Naruto asked and Sasuke tried to push the blond up, but damnit if he was heavy.
"I can take other people's powers," he answered in a bitter tone, and from against his chest Naruto chuckled.
"Stop slobbering on me. Get up—what's so funny?" Sasuke tried to roll Naruto off him and finally managed to get him into a sitting position. Naruto looked extremely exhausted and Sasuke could tell that he was still sick.
"Well, you figured out Shikamaru's power," Naruto said softly, and Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"
Naruto let out a whisper before he collapsed against Sasuke finally losing consciousness. "Mmm…took all of my energy…"
Sasuke glanced down at Naruto before frowning, whipped his cell phone from his pocket and called Sai. After directing him to the back parking lot they both managed to get Naruto into the car, and Sai looked bitter.
"You stopped him," he finally said, and Sasuke frowned, not wanting to go into detail. It was almost as if Sai hadn't expected him to. He thought about Kisame though, and his comment. 'Let's see if you're as dangerous as they say…' Who was 'they'?
"Kisame knows, I'm sure of it." He said, and Sai nodded reluctantly. There was a pause before he spoke, his voice too serious for his passive expression.
"Kakashi called. The agents know."
Sasuke felt his stomach tighten and he glanced back at Naruto, a thousand thoughts running through his mind. From what he had seen in Naruto's mind to how comfortable he felt around him. Even after they hadn't spoken in days…
Sasuke glanced back to Naruto and couldn't help but think that he had never looked as peaceful. Sasuke wondered if Sai had been right.
…he'll start depending on you…
Sasuke snorted.
And felt strangely relieved.
A/N
D'oh. After hours of Ne-yo and Trey Songz this ending is what popped out. Haha, I don't even know. Inspiration comes from the weirdest places these days.
At the moment un beta'd, but an email has been sent to my wonderful beta Allys who doens't get enough love! I felt guilty about being so late though and decided to post...but this is the last time I'll post before getting chapters beta'd, lol. I love Allys. :: hearts ::
It really wasn't my intention to write this so confusing...but it looks like I must have done something weird int here. I'm sorry. I'll try to clear things up in future chapters.
Here's a power layout for anyone that is confused:
Kiba: Can influence animals and understand them.
Sakura: Can focus her energy to healing.
Hinata: Telepathic; can read and speak to other epople via mind.
Sai: Telekinetic; can move things with his mind.
Sasuke: Can permanently absorb other people's psychic talents unintentionally. Even so, his most frequent and best practiced power is seeing the past and future, a talent he took from his older brother ITachi.
Naruto: Telekinetic; can move things with his mind. Naruto is convinced that only his 'other' side can perform these talents, but we have yet to learn just what happened in Naruto's past and how much control he truly has.
Shikamaru: One touch tells all. He can learn important things by just touching something because he absorbs the energy from them. Hence Sasuke completely exhausting NAruto from his Kyuubi-like state.
Ino: Can go into people's minds and manipulate what they do and how they act.
Chouji: Not revelaed yet.
Kakashi: Can temporarily take powers from others.
Neji: Mentioned earlier but powers are undefined.