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Whore Street
Shino and Kiba looked at each other.
While Kiba broke into gales of his huffing laughter, Shino merely raised an eyebrow and examined the scene in front of him. Sasuke sure wasn't himself today... admitting to worry, looking tired, and now...
...beating somebody up?
Shino corrected himself. Getting himself beat up. But the black-haired boy had been just as ready to fight as the other dude. Probably this had something to do with the tension between Sasuke and Naruto yesterday.
Speaking of Naruto... Shino maneuvered his way around the the spitting and hissing cloud of fury that was Sasuke and the other kid, and sat down gingerly on the filthy gravel next to the blonde, whose eyes were closed in obvious exasperation. At first Shino thought that Naruto hadn't noticed his arrival, but the blonde soon spoke.
"You know, I really feel like something isn't right with the world today." It was a soft, angry growl.
Shino shifted. "I know the feeling. Just ignore them. The medic'll be here soon."
Naruto nodded.
Kiba was thoroughly enjoying the fight, even though – or maybe because – Sasuke didn't exactly have the upper hand. Akamaru was hyper next to him, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. The Forcers didn't seem surprised by the fighting at all; he even caught one muttering, "Ugh. Not this again." Iruka was standing near Naruto, asking worried questions from time to time and favoring the fight with soft groans.
After a couple of minutes, though, Kiba began to wonder whether he should save Sasuke, seeing as the kid was pretty much helpless in a headlock and barely holding back cries of pain as the redhead punched him repeatedly with his free arm. Sighing, the dog-owner stepped forward. "Hey, man. I know he can be a bit of a prick sometimes. But could you let him go now?"
The redhead looked up at him, and Kiba almost stumbled back. Shit! Fucking hell! The icy, crazy teal eyes blinked, as if the redhead expected a bit more. At least he'd stopped punching.
Kiba frowned, thinking hard. "Uh...it's probably not good for Naruto either, you know." Oh, great. As if this loony toon would care about what was good for Naruto...
To his surprise, Sasuke fell free to the gravel a split second after Kiba'd finished the sentence. The black-haired boy got to his feet and glared at the redhead, who just gave him a tiny, indifferent smirk and moved to where Naruto lay.
Iruka started. "Kenji?"
"Y-yeah?" One of the Forcers replied shakily.
"How many times has he gotten out of his cuffs today?"
"Uh...five times? Just a guess."
Kiba gulped. Cuffs? As in...Force cuffs? Lasercuffs? You didn't get out of lasercuffs!
Iruka shook his head. "We really need a new solution. Gaara," he started, turning to the redhead.
The kid seemed to know what he wanted, and picked a maliciously humming, red-glowing contraption up from the gravel next to Naruto. He began to – Kiba felt himself turn green – slip his hands into it, but Iruka shook his head. "Just leave it. It's not like they keep you from doing stupid stuff."
The redhead dropped them again, and turned away from Iruka to Naruto.
Sasuke waited for his breathing to calm down, still glaring at the redhead's back. He'd barely registered the exchange about the cuffs, too busy regulating the blood that pounded in his ears. He glanced over at Kiba and mouthed, "Thanks,". The dog-boy looked shocked, and Sasuke shrugged. Hell, Naruto'd disappeared this morning. What did they expect?
He went over to his friend, kneeling opposite the weirdo and examining Naruto'shurt form, trying to find where the wounds were the worst. Next to him, Shino was sitting quietly. Naruto opened his eyes, and with a pang Sasuke noted that they moved to the redhead first.
Determined not to be outdone, he asked, "You okay?"
Naruto growled. He started to sit up, but half-collapsed again in the process, and Sasuke watched disbelievingly as he grabbed a fistful of the eyeliner-man's shirt to steady himself. Once the blonde had gotten his balance right, he glared at both of them. "God, what is it with you two?"
Sasuke didn't really feel like he could take this. He'd been out of his mind from worry all morning – and it hadn't really subsided, looking down at the injuries on Naruto's form – and was just about ready to collapse. Especially after being humiliated by the creep in front of...well, important people. So Sasuke did something that he would never have done if he'd been anywhere close to emotionally stable at the moment.
He apologized.
"Sorry." He whispered.
Naruto froze, his hand falling from its death grip on eyeliner-man's shirt. He stared disbelievingly at Sasuke for all of about two seconds, then he nodded firmly. "All right. That's good enough for me. And what've you got to say for yourself?"
Sasuke was so relieved by Naruto's reaction that it took him a few moments to process the sudden silence all around him, the crunch of gravel and the gasps. He looked up from the gravel, uneasy, and bit back a shout of alarm, betrayal, pain...anything. He wasn't sure whether he wanted to know what was going on.
Naruto had fallen back onto his elbows, and his eyes were locked on the redhead's. Both of them seemed far removed from the parking lot and the people around them, and eyeliner-man's lips were curved into the barest hint of an unsettling grin. Naruto...Naruto looked as if he was caught somewhere, and it wasn't altogether unpleasant.
The moment and the parking lot's stillness was broken by a girly voice yelling, "I'm sorry I'm late! My partner had an asthma attack and we had to get him calmed down before we could get here!"
The medic, a pink-haired girl in a bright green coat, didn't seem to noticeNaruto's annoyed frown as she pushed Sasuke and Shino apart to kneel beside him. She opened her case of medic stuff and got to work. The black-haired boy watched her worriedly, determined not to think about the scene he'd just witnessed. It didn't have to mean anything; after all, Sasuke had seen for himself that the creep's eyes were weird. Maybe it was just something that he could do with them.
But even as he paid close attention to the medic's treatment, he couldn't stop the image of Naruto's hand, subconsciously reaching for the redhead as he lost his balance, from flashing into his mind.
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hehe. Well, there was the Sasu bashing and the angsting. Tell me whether you liked it!
randomness: Lordi! "The kids who wanna play with the dead!"
