It had been one week since Sasuke arrived at Konoha. To his initial surprise, all of the boys shared a technical room, as did the girls. In the room, there was a small living area with two couches and a table. From that room, there was a total of seven doors to bedrooms, even though there were only six boys including Sasuke. Each boy had their own room that was minimally personalized, and each had the option to lock their door from the inside if they needed privacy. There was an entirely separate room that functioned as their collective washroom; it contained seven shower stalls and sinks; one for each boy. It was very locker room-esque in it's setup, though it was likely that the reason was to easily be able to find one of the boys if need be.
Sasuke also learned that every Friday, two more boys were added to their group for a few hours during leisure time, and these boys were Naruto and Gaara. What he had not learned, however, is what exactly made those two have to be isolated aside from a couple hours a week. A knock on his bedroom door made him sit up from where he lay in his bed, facing the door.
"Come in?" he called, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. The door opened, revealing Kiba on the other side.
"It's time to go eat lunch." He said mildly, to which Sasuke sighed and nodded. That was one thing Sasuke could not decide how he felt about; routine. Every day was the same routine; breakfast, pills, group therapy, leisure time, lunch, pills, individual therapy, activity or leisure time, dinner, pills, curfew. The only day they were allowed anything different was Saturday, and the only difference was there was no therapy on that day. The Uchiha boy glanced over at the mirror hanging on the wall opposite his bed, taking in his appearance briefly. Navy blue t-shirt, black sweatpants, tired face, pale skin, somewhat tamed hair. He shrugged, not feeling like it mattered much anymore. Who was going to be looking at him, aside from the rest of the unstable people in here?
Walking out of his room, he left his door open, not much caring. Most of the boys left their doors open whenever they did anything, except for Shino. Apparently, the voices he hears shout at him to do things, and shutting his door is one of the things he was incredibly adamant about. Sasuke left the collective room with the rest of the boys, walking in a group led by Kakashi toward the dining room. Sasuke also learned the names of the other two people that had been in the room when he first arrived; Iruka was the one with the scar, and the other strange probably man was Orochimaru. Iruka and Kakashi were both therapists, while he was not sure what exactly Orochimaru's role was.
Kakashi opened the door to the dining room, allowing the boys to file in and sit at a table along with the girls, who apparently arrived a bit sooner than them.
"Hey guys," Sakura greeted as she fidgeting uneasily with her hair. Ino sat beside her, rhythmically patting the pink haired girl's back in what appeared to be an attempt to calm her.
"Hey Sakura! Have they gotten your food yet?" Lee shouted, earning a frown from said girl. She shook her head, hugging her stomach.
"No, not yet. But they said they were up-ing my meal plan today." She replied. Several of the boys gave her encouragement, as did Ino and Hinata. The door to the dining room opened then, catching everyone's attention as it had not been long enough for their meals to be here.
"Naruto?" Kiba called out, seeing a familiar blond head pop into the room, followed by a red haired boy.
"Guys! We get to eat with you today!" Naruto announced happily, bouncing up and down as Iruka took the metal blocks off his and Gaara's hands. Sasuke watched them walk over, noticing that Gaara was a bit bigger than Naruto, in both height and mass. He had his arm draped over Naruto's shoulders as they walked, staring straight at Sasuke until they sat down. The blond chose a spot beside Kiba, and the Gaara sat on the other side of Naruto, which happened to be right across from Sasuke.
"So, does this mean you get to stay with us for the entire leisure time also?" Kiba asked excitedly.
"Kiba, please calm yourself. Your energy is exhausting." Neji spoke as he propped his chin up on his fist. Kiba scowled at him, anger in his eyes.
"Shut up Neji, I can be happy that Naruto and Gaara are with us today." He shot back. Neji sighed and frowned, not bothering to reply. Sasuke looked back around the table, noticing that Shikamaru had fallen asleep with his head on Neji's shoulder, Lee was bouncing up and down in his seat, and Shino was mumbling under his breath every now and again. The girls were chatting idly, not paying the new arrivals much attention.
"I did not introduce myself last week. My name is Gaara." The boy in front of Sasuke suddenly spoke. His voice sounded like it had been dragged through sand and was very cautious. Gaara's arm was no longer around Naruto's shoulders, but instead rested along the back of Naruto's chair almost protectively.
"I'm Sasuke. Why are you both here? Everyone else had to tell me, except you two." Sasuke asked, boredom evident in his eyes. Gaara's icy eyes hardened defensively, looking over to ensure that the blond was preoccupied with his friend Kiba.
"Don't worry about it." He replied coldly. Sasuke frowned, feeling irritation rise inside of him.
"That's hardly fair." Sasuke answered, frowning. Gaara growled softly under his breath, eyes narrowing. They stared at each other for a very long moment before Sasuke broke the silence between them.
"You guys crazy or something?" he smirked at his own questions, seeing as it seemed to earn a fair amount of anger from the redhead. It was then that he realized Naruto was looking at him, cerulean eyes almost sad. Neither of them said anything, but instead looking at each other for a moment before Naruto turned back to Kiba and Gaara simply closed his eyes. Sasuke scoffed, rolling his eyes and turning to listen to everyone else's conversations.
The doors opened about ten minutes later, Iruka, Kakashi, and Shizune walking in with several boxed lunches. They handed each one to the designated person, and then proceeded to sit at the far end of the table; about ten chairs away from the teenagers.
"I hate that we have to be supervised while we eat." Shino mumbled, opening his box and meticulously eating one item at a time. Neji shook Shikamaru awake, earning a groan and complaint before the boy lazily began to eat his lunch. Sasuke watched Naruto as he opened his food, trying to figure out why in the world such a normal boy would be in here. The blond lifted a carrot from his box, about to place it in his mouth when he froze suddenly.
"Naruto? You okay, buddy?" Kiba asked quietly, gently placing a hand on the boy's shoulder. Sasuke's eyebrows knitted together, eyeing Naruto curiously. He looked across from him at Gaara, who also appeared to be frozen in place.
"Kakashi!" Ino called across the room, getting the attention of said man, as well as Iruka and Shizune. The masked man stood up from his seat, about to walk over when Naruto abruptly stood up, his chair falling backwards onto the floor. His palms were flat against the table top, sweating running down his face and tears from his eyes. Sasuke watched in mild horror as the blond clutched his shirt over his chest and covered his mouth with his free hand.
"Naruto, are you alright?" Kakashi rushed over, placing a hand on Naruto's back. All eyes were on them, except Gaara, who still had not moved. The second Kakashi's hand contacted his back, Naruto vomited, though it was not bile, but thick blood that spilled over the table and the floor. Gaara suddenly grabbed his shirt above his heart as well, though his composure seemed to stand strong, with the exception of sweat sliding down his face.
"Shizune! Call Lady Tsunade immediately!" Kakashi shouted, before turning back to Naruto and trying to calm him.
"Everybody, please grab your lunches and come with me!" Iruka ordered loudly, though nobody could move. Everyone was too shocked and uneasy to move. Another mouthful of blood escaped the blond, heavy and fast breaths causing his chest to heave.
"What the fuck-," Sasuke mumbled, his eyes wide with horror and disgust. Kiba shot up from his seat, pacing beside the table and trying not to look at the blood that was pooling on the floor. Ino and Hinata had nervously gotten up prior to Iruka's order, standing behind Shizune, who was on the phone frantically trying to explain the situation to someone.
"Kokuo," Naruto choked out, doubling over more until his forehead hit the table.
"Kokuo?" Kakashi asked, bringing his other hand to Naruto's arm to help him up. In that instance, the blond looked up at the white-haired man, eyes burning a crimson color that was definitely not there before. A growl escaped Naruto's chest, causing Kakashi to release his hold on the boy.
"Kokuo is dead," the growl came out as words, though not a voice that belonged to Naruto. At least, not as far as the others were fully aware. At the sound of his voice, every person at the table immediately stood, backing away to allow space and to figure out what was happening. Gaara's eyes, now a golden color, narrowed in rage.
The door burst open not even a minute later, and a blonde woman sped in, carrying two syringes with her. She handed one to Kakashi quickly, moving next to Gaara in order to administer the shot. Sasuke continued to watch, feeling a thickness fill the room as well as intense warmth. Naruto looked up at him, crimson eyes meeting onyx. The expression on Naruto's face, it was not one that Sasuke had seen before. His lips were outlined in black, as well as his eyes. His scowl showed sharp teeth, like that of a predatory animal.
Just as quickly as it happened, it seemed to pass. Both Naruto and Gaara's expressions faded to normal, and then to unconsciousness as they fell asleep with the help of what-ever liquid was housed in the syringes.
"Take them to their room, quickly. Everybody, we are going to have a group therapy session in five minutes. Try to calm down, you're safe." The blonde lady said calmly, watching Iruka and Kakashi carry Naruto and Gaara, respectively, out of the room.
Sasuke's mind raced, his hands shaking at his sides. This was not the routine he was getting used to. How could Itachi have left him here? How could he have left him in a place with monsters?