Hero

by vernieinthedark

Everyone needs to make a change. For the better, or the worse. Sometimes, they have to make the choice of going through the worst, to get to the better. Naruto is determined to save Sasuke from his addiction. He wants Sasuke to be healthy and alive. He needed him to be. So, with all of his efforts, will Naruto be the one to help Sasuke finally face his addiction and traumas?

1. Prologue

Disclaimer: The story surrounds the topic of sexual childhood trauma, drug abuse, and sobriety. If these topics trigger you in any way, please do not continue with this story. Some things are from personal experience, while other things I've learned about using extensive research. It also contains explicit language. If anything catches your eye, please do not hesitate to contact me!

Author's note: Hello, fellow Earthling! Yes, you've read right. This story contains a lot of heavy stuff; it is not for the faint of heart. However, your feedback is always welcome. I am currently still in the process of writing this story, but I just couldn't wait any longer to start posting. Alright I'll stop tiring your eyes, hope you enjoy the story! :)

Prologue:

Stupid Sasuke. Stupid, stupid bastard. Naruto thought, sitting in an uncomfortable chair with his arms crossed high over his chest. He wouldn't give the teme the satisfaction of looking at him, as if Sasuke was even aware of his surroundings. Still, he didn't want to show Sasuke he cared. He wanted to be angry. So angry. He wanted to be livid.

But he couldn't.

Because he did care. Immensely. He cared so much, with every fiber in his being, about the raven. He would do anything for him in a heartbeat. So, here he sits. Battered and bruised, two feet away from an unconscious Sasuke laying soundly asleep in a hospital bed. And he lets out a sigh, caving eyes scanning over the boy he's fantasized over for years.

He'd never dare ruin the friendship, though. It took years for Sasuke to finally call Naruto his friend. A friendship spanning over fifteen years. Through thick and thin, they've stuck to each other like the other was the life line. They've overcome the times that brought fist fights, mind-numbing awkward moments between them, and weeks of not speaking to one another, but there was always one thing Sasuke just couldn't seem to get rid of and Naruto just couldn't seem to help. Teme, he thought, shaking his head, peeling his eyes away.

But, oh how little did Naruto understand.

He pulled up his hood over his blonde locks and rested his head on the wall, careful not to hit his swollen eye and cheek. He needed the rest after an exhausting forty-eight hours.

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