Hurting Chapter 2: Why am I here?, a naruto fanfic

Author: hi everyone…well I guess I am making this a multi-chap story because I was so guilty about getting reviews and not updating. I really hope I don't disappoint anyone who is reading this, and I hope that it will be good enough that it doesn't make people want to read my story anymore. This will be a kakanaru fic if anyone was wondering but I'm not positive as to how they well finally get together. I didn't really mean for this to be a multi-chap so bare with me if I don't update for lack of knowing where exactly this story is going. Well enough of my rant…on with chapter 2.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Why am I here?

It's just a feeling
I get sometimes
A feeling
Sometimes
And I get frightened
Just like you
I get frightened too
but it's...

(no no no) No time for heartache
(no no no) No time to run and hide
(no no no) No time for breaking down
(no no no) No time to cry

Sometimes in the world as is you've
Got to shake the hand that feeds you
It's just like Adam says
It's not so hard to understand
It's just like always coming down on
Just like Jesus never came and
What did you expect to find
It's just like always here again it's...

(no no no) No time for heartache
(no no no) No time to run and hide
(no no no) No time for breaking down
(no no no) No time to cry

Everything will be alright
Everything will turn out fine
Some nights I still can't sleep
And the voices pass with time
And I keep

No time for tears
No time to run and hide
No time to be afraid of fear
I keep no time to cry

(no no no) No time for heartache
(no no no) No time to run and hide
(no no no) No time for breaking down
(no no no) No time to cry

-No time to cry

Cradle of Filth (Cover for Sisters of Mercy)

The boy stared up at his sensei as water fell from above in fat drops. He reached out a hand to touch the face that seemed so unreal. His hand stopped inches from the others face hovering and shaking. Either he had lost strength or will for his hand never made contact with his teachers face.

Kakashi could stand it no longer; it broke his seemingly distant heart to see this broken boy reaching out for someone to touch. The man reached out, with slender gloved hands, and clasped Naruto's smaller hand in his own as he brought it to his face. The boy's hands were cold, and he had to stop himself from drawing back. He impulsively began to run the boy's fingers over his face, letting him feel the lines of the face under the mask.

Naruto let his hands be guided, wondering if it was all just a dream. He looked at Kakashi, and started shivering his hand dropping from Kakashi's and going to his mouth trying to stop the sounds of his chattering teeth.

"Why are you here Naruto?" Kakashi looked down at his student in obvious concern. He was starting to feel his hands going numb.

The boy couldn't open his mouth to answer so he continued to stare as if in thrall. In fact he stared tell he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer. As his eye lids slid closed he saw a panicked look cover Kakashi's face. The last thing he felt before he passed out was the strong embrace of arms around his almost completely numb body.

Kakashi picked the boy up carefully trying to be as gentle as possible. He cradled the boy to his chest and quickly took off to the village.

The rain was falling heavier every second and the site of his little apartment brought a great relief to Kakashi. He could have stayed in the rain all night when on a mission but his student was not in any condition to spend even a couple more minutes in the rain.

He shifted the surprisingly light weight that was Naruto to his left arm, as he used the right to dig around in his back pant pocket looking for his house key. Feeling the familiar toothed metal graze his finger tips, he pulled out the key. Fumbling for a moment with the lock, he pushed the door open. In a flash he entered the apartment and deposited the boy on his bed.

Naruto was still out cold as Kakashi took the liberty to remove his soaked clothing. The man marveled at the boy's body as it was revealed little by little with each article of clothing that was removed. Naruto was painfully thin and sickly pale. His ribs protruded from his skin sharply, and Kakashi saw that the boy's body had begun to eat away at its own finely toned muscles.

Despair and guilt washed over him and he pulled back with a poorly concealed groan. How could he have done this to someone who he was supposed to take care of, supposed to teach, maybe even love? He had all but completely destroyed a boy who had needed and looked up to him.

Now is not the time to realize how stupid and blind you have been, he told himself. This in mind he approached Naruto again and finished stripping the boy of all his wet clothes.

Kakashi then went about the task of nursing Naruto back to health; he shuffled into his tiny kitchen and flicked on the light. Dull tile and dirty dishes seemed to leer at him as he crossed the small space to the refrigerator door. For a brief moment he congratulated himself for going shopping the other day. There was cold soup that could be heated up in a second. He set the soup on the counter and went to see if Naruto was awake.

Naruto was still asleep but he had turned on his side in the fetal position, his knees drawn almost to his chest. The boy was shivering every now and then so Kakashi moved to the closet and pulled blankets down from the top shelf. He laid the blankets over Naruto and waited to see if the shivering stopped. It did not and the frightened man walked to the head of the bed and felt the boy's forehead. He no doubt had a fever and Kakashi knew it was dangerously high. Some park of him said this was out of hand and he should seek medical help but a larger part wanted to mend the broken boy on his own. It is your fault he is like this after all, this thought shook him and he retreated to the kitchen. He put the soup back in the fridge not having the stomach for it anymore.

Kakashi found some pills in his mission medicine bag for fevers and he took these and a glass of water to the sleeping boy. Naruto, he saw when he opened the door was awake, and staring unblinkingly at the door which had been closed a few moments ago. With the entry of his teacher, Naruto blinked trying to piece out where he was exactly. Kakashi sighed at the expression of confused concentration that ruled Naruto's features.

Kakashi took a couple of long strides and he was standing by the bed. "Can you sit up to drink this?" he asked the boy in a soft voice. He winced at how bored it sounded to even his own ears. To let his actions contradict his tone, he placed the pills and the water on the bedside table, and not waiting for Naruto's response helped him sit up with gentle hands. Naruto just kept looking at him as Kakashi picked up the water again and pressed the rim to the boy's chapped lips.

Naruto managed a sip and Kakashi removed the glass, and motioned that the boy open his mouth. He opened his mouth and Kakashi slide one of the pills into his mouth. "Good now try and swallow." he watched the twitching convulsions of the boys neck muscles as he tried to swallow. Finally Kakashi lifted the glass once more to Naruto's lips and the water helped the pill slide down his thin throat.

Swallowing the pill seemed to take all his strength, and Naruto slumped back on the pillows. As Kakashi got up to leave Naruto made a gurgling sound as he tried to speak.

"Stay…please stay with me?" Kakashi was so stunned by the desperation in the boy's voice that he couldn't help but approach him again.

Kakashi pulled at the pillows trying to make the boy as comfortable as possible. His thin fingers smoothed the wild blond hair from the boys face, and he stroked the blue eyes shut. When he spoke it was in a whisper "I well stay, I will not leave you again."

Naruto's eyes opened again so he was looking into Kakashi's eyes. "I don't like being lied to."

Author: Is this any good?