Chapter 25

Naruto

I slowly stretched on the couch so I wouldn't hurt my back again even though I was wearing my back brace and slowly sat up. I had no idea what time it was, and to me, it felt like it was dinner time, only because my stomach growled at me for food.

Sighing, I slowly stood up and made my way into the kitchen, and stopped a few feet shy of the door way because I heard talking inside the kitchen.

Sasuke must be home. And I had the perfect idea of sneaking up on the bastard.

"I think that might be wise, but Tsunade is letting him go to school tomorrow." I heard Itachi say. He must be talking about Saturday. "Oh, and Tsunade called me a little while ago saying that she wants Naruto in the hospital around nine in the morning to get him ready for his surgery at noon. He's also not allowed to drink or eat anything after noon on Friday. She wants him to fast for twenty four hours before his surgery."

"So, there's going to be a trick into telling him he can't eat or drink until after his surgery … that's harder than it sounds." I heard Sasuke say, and I couldn't help but silently scowl as I now found the perfect way to scare him and tiptoed into the kitchen behind him before speaking with a grin on my face.

"Yea, there is going to be a trick to get me not to eat for twenty four hours." I said, and the moment I did, Sasuke bounced in his chair about a few inches and turned to see me standing there, a horrifying scowl on his face but I still couldn't help but smirk even though I was trying so hard to keep a straight face.

"Goddamn it Naruto, don't scare me like that!" He hissed. "And what's so fucking funny?"

"He scared you." Itachi said, now trying to contain his laughter.

"You're a fucking jerk." Sasuke hissed again, now standing up and storming past me and locked himself in his room, not without slamming his door closed.

"So why is it I can't eat for twenty four hours? And make it good Itachi." I said, now taking Sasuke's seat with my arms crossed.

"It's so you don't get sick when you have your surgery." Itachi said.

"Okay." I nodded after a bit of silence. "But you are going to have to remind me every time I go to get a drink and to get something to eat."

"That won't be a problem. I'm locking everything up once the clock strikes noon." Itachi smirked.

"You're so fucking evil!" I laughed. "But that won't keep me from getting a glass of water."

"I'll be working in here so I'll be reminding you about that every time you come in here."

"Am I allowed to rehydrate my dry mouth?"

"I'll get back to you on that one." Itachi smiled as he stood up. " Now, I'm going to go back to work in my office for another hour or so. Now that Sasuke's here, why not ask him if he can walk with you to your house to get some of your stuff you might want to get before Saturday."

"Good idea." I smiled with a nod as I got up and walked to Sasuke's room and knocked on it harder than I wanted to.

"What do you want usuratonkachi?" Sasuke snapped and I flinched away a little bit.

"Can … can you walk with me across the street so I can get some stuff from home, Sasuke?" I asked, nervously because I didn't think he'd want to go now that I pissed him off. But I was surprised when I saw his door open and there be a small smile on his face.

"Sure." He said, and it was starting to creep me out because the smile turned into a smirk.

"What the fuck is on your mind right now teme?" I asked with a firm voice. Though I sounded like I was pissed off.

"Because I know it freaks you out when I'm smiling or smirking for no reason." He said and ruffled my hair before he walked past me and to the living room.

"And you know I hate it when you mess up my hair teme!" I yelled as I followed him, watching him put his shoes on and I just slipped into my sandals. I didn't care if I was wearing socks, we were only going across the street, and I made sure my house key was in my hand before we went outside and I closed the door behind me.

It felt weird to be back inside my house after not being here in just over a month, and the place looked exactly how it was when I left it.

"What is it you were wanting to get Naruto?" Sasuke asked as he walked in behind me and closed the front door behind himself.

"I wanted to get my laptop and a couple books to sink into so I won't sleep all day Friday and fuck over my sleeping schedule anymore than it already is." I shrugged and waltzed down the hall into my room. I didn't care if I still wore my shoes, no one was going to be here anyway.

And when I got to my room, I froze. My bedroom was anything but how I left it when I went to the hospital if I remember correctly.

"Is everything okay Naruto?" Sasuke asked as he walked down the hall and stood beside me, and I only got more pissed off.

"My room is fucking destroyed!" I yelled, reaching up to my head with both hands and I pulled at my hair so hard that I felt some of my hair get ripped from my scalp. But I was too pissed off to care at the moment about pain.

I took a few steps into my room and Sasuke followed and I could have sworn his jaw dropped. My bed was flipped over on its side, my dresser was torn apart and clothes were all over the place, well, what clothes I had left, and my computer desk was taking apart also. I ran over to my closet where I kept my laptop and other expensive things I bought with my hard earned money and found that they were gone as well. The books were still here, but my laptop and some spare money I had saved up was gone.

"Hey, Naruto, your Dad's room and the office is also torn apart. I looked at the back door and it has signs of a crow bar being used to open it from the outside." I heard Sasuke said, I didn't even realize he had left the room. I guess I was so frustrated that I couldn't pay attention to him.

Then the thought of the necklace that Gaara gave me being gone sent me on a wild hunt for it, making me tear the bottom of the closet apart and rip up the flooring that was there and pulled up the floor board. It was a secret compartment I made when I was six that held the things most precious to me; that included my first birthday present from my grandparents on my mothers' side of the family that consisted of a family portrait before I was born, the only thing I got from them and just thinking about it made me realize I haven't heard from them in years. The only thing that connected me to my mother. My second birthday present, from Tsunade, when I first got into high school and it was my most favorite book I own called Hamlet by William Shakespeare, it was a classic, but I loved it none the less. And Gaara's necklace that he gave me on our first month anniversary. I would have mentally lost it if it any of these things were taken from me.

When I finally got to see the inside of my hiding spot, I could feel the tears falling down my face I was filled with so much joy that no one found it and picked up the items from inside the floor and held them close to my chest. I couldn't help but cry more after I put the necklace on, deciding that I'd never take it off ever again, I slowly got up on my feet and used the wall next to my closet for support so I could stand steadily.

"They didn't find them." I said out loud to make my mind comprehend the fact that I was happy and should stop crying, but I couldn't, not even when Sasuke put a hand on my shoulder and helped me out of the house and back over to theirs.

I felt pathetic, and once we were inside the house, he helped me take my sandals off and sit on the couch before I handed him the house key to go back and get any arm full of books he could get and lock the house up. I laid down after a few moments because I had started feeling sick to my stomach and my sobs, for the love of God, had quieted down to a silent cry.

When Sasuke came back with the books, he took his shoes off and brought the books to the bedroom I was staying in and I had hoped he put the key by the books. I didn't want the key right now, nor did I want to be bothered.

And when I heard Sasuke close the bedroom door, I got up and went into the room and locked the door behind me. I turned the light on and sat on the side of the bed, putting the picture up so I could have it facing me while I lay down and put the book behind it on the stack of books so I didn't have to hold it anymore and I laid down. Being left alone was the only thing I wanted, and I hoped Sasuke and Itachi understood that.