Don't Kill Me!
Yeah, I've said in the past "don't worry, I'll update!"
And I've been promising myself to post this FOREVER…
Well, enough with the excuses-- Turns out I'm more of a loyal reviewer rather than a loyal author. But have no fear!
I know how torturing it is to have a dumb, stupid author that never updates and leaves you on the edge of your seat… SO, I have extended this chapter to be EXTRA long. I DID send it to my BETA, but if there are any mistake's any confusion, etc etc, sorry.
Life is like a box o' chocolates, nevur know whatcha gunna get.
Ohkay, I'll stop stalling- I bring you, Chapter 5!
Dammit, when did the Dobe start actually… getting strong?!
Sasuke mentally sighed. They had been fighting for what he felt to be 10 freak' in minutes, and he still had not managed to pin Naruto down without the bubbly-freak-of-effin-nature bouncing right back up. His precious leather couch had taken a nasty hit in the armrest, his coffee table had been introduced to Naruto's fist several times now, and lets just say the rest of the room wasn't looking so great either.
And on top of that, Sasuke couldn't drop the feeling of being…well, watched…
Snapping back to reality, Sasuke held back a wince as Naruto's fist collided with his gut.
"Had enough, Uchiha?" Naruto panted. Sasuke wasn't exactly "going easy" on him, either.
"Heh. Just don't destroy my house too bad, Dobe, or you'll be paying for it."
"Che, like it wasn't destroyed before!" the blonde scoffed.
"That's It, Baka!" Sasuke growled. He has had enough of this. Grabbing a kunai from his holster, he quickly took aim at the retreating Uzumaki before pulling his arm back, then jerking forward as he striked.
Moments later, he heard a scream.
But it didn't come from Naruto.
Shock filled Sasuke's face as he slowly realized who had been hit, while confusion only filled Naruto's.
"The hell…?" Curiosity filling his mind, said blonde quickly turned to find the kunai embedded in the wall, as he had predicted it would land… but what he couldn't comprehend was why it was dripping blood.
But…walls don't scream…or bleed…Naruto concluded. Looking down lower, he found his answer- and a surge of guilt overwhelmed him. Collapsed on the floor was a small girl with dark black hair that he had never seen before, holding her left arm, tears forming in her eyes from the pain. The kunai hadn't hit her directly, but it had come close enough to graze her arm deep enough to make her bleed.
"Fuck…" Sasuke cursed. So that's what that feeling was…he now realized why he had felt as though he was being watched… she woke up much earlier that I thought she would…course, who wouldn't wake up with all the noise Dobe was mak—oh, Shit! Naruto! Sasuke's eyes widened. There he was, in his own living room with a once-again bleeding six-year-old that he had found –hmm, about, 2 hours ago? – And his former best friend just staring at her, than him, than her… Sasuke was scared to know what the blonde would do next. Naruto was always unpredictable…
"Teme! WHAT THE HELL?!" Naruto finally burst. But instead of running over and slapping him in the face, as Sasuke had predicted, Naruto did the complete opposite. He rushed over to the girl and began trying to help her up.
Sasuke could just stare, dumbfounded, as Naruto gently coaxed the obviously frightened girl to stand up, a look of confusion again crossing his face as she backed away the second she was on her feet.
Naruto, not sure what to do—not even sure who she was—slowly bent down until he was practically sitting on his knees. He looked her in the eye and offered one of his cool, off-handed smiles. She simply stared back with uncertainty and fright; understandable for the situation she was in. Clinging to her arm in a desperate attempt to slow the bleeding, the six-year-old stumbled backwards, tripping over one of the many items on the floor and tripping backwards. She didn't even have time to react as she lost her footing and began her decent to the hard floor below. Just when she thought she would hit it, though—
She didn't.
Who…?
"Naruto. Get Out Now." Sasuke's words were laced with venom as he gently pushed the even-more-terrified girl back on her feet after catching her. The second she was out of his arms, the six-year-old burst into even more tears and ran back down the hallway and around the corner, out of the team-members sight.
"Wait, come back!" But before Naruto could chase after her, Sasuke was suddenly in his face.
"I said, Get Out."
"Teme, how heartless of a bastard can you be?!" Naruto shoved him. Sasuke was in no mood to fight.
"Naruto, if you don't get out right now, I swear I will carry you out myself."
Naruto didn't reply for some time. He could tell Sasuke was serious, but come on- even Naruto is smart enough to know that he deserved some answers!
Finally, the blonde sighed, and stood up. But he didn't leave.
Sasuke stood up and crossed his arms, eyes glaring at the other ninja, just daring him to open his big, effing mouth…
"At least tell me her name." Naruto finally questioned. It wasn't a question, really- more of a demand. Unfortunately for Naruto, Sasuke wasn't too good at taking 'demands'.
The Raven's stare weakened for just a second before returning. Even I don't know her name, Dobe! But…Naruto won't leave without an answer…Aw, fuck…I hate Mondays…
"…" So, he didn't respond.
"I can wait all day, teme."
"…" Sasuke bit his lip.
"…?"
"…"
"…"
Tired from everything that had happened today, Sasuke sighed, slipping out of his cool Uchiha-demeanor and taking on an entirely different one. Uncrossing his arms and rubbing his temples, he said frustratingly,
"I don't…know…" He looked up to Naruto, wanting to know his reaction to this.
"What? But…she's staying here, it looks like…and you obviously knew she was here. How can you not know who she is?" Naruto gave him a quizzical look, demanding more.
Sasuke pointed to the couch. "Naruto, sit down." Naruto did so. Sasuke sat down on the other couch across the room. Naruto watched him intently as he held his chin in one hand, propped up on one of his knees. "Naruto…"
"Hai?" Naruto could once again tell Sasuke was serious. He had no idea what was going on, and he sure was ready to find out.
"She's not…" Sasuke wasn't sure how to phrase this. Sure, he'd been in much worse situations before—and, heck, maybe if he told Naruto about her, the blonde would take her off his hands for good! He was obviously a lot better with children than Sasuke…
"She's not what?" Naruto pressed, bringing Sasuke back to the present and out of his muddled thoughts.
"She's not…I mean, I'm not…I mean…" Sasuke couldn't get the words to come out of his mouth. How in the hell do you tell your friend slash rival that you found a small girl in the street and decided to take her home with you to heal her, the complete opposite of your normal personality?!! Sasuke sighed. "I found her."
"Found her? Sasuke, your treating her like she's a dog. Even less than a dog! At least dogs have names…" The blonde pointed accusing eyes at the Uchiha, who nearly dropped his head in frustration. Did he mention that Naruto could be extremely hardheaded?
"Baka. It's not like that. It was…uh…earlier today. She was in an alleyway on my way home, and… well, she wasn't looking okay, okay? So…" he paused. "I…took her home to heal her…" he quickly added, in nothing more than a mumble.
"What was that last part?"
"…" Sasuke sighed, and then cleared his throat. "I took her home to heal her."
Hiding his face behind his bangs, Sasuke couldn't see the dobe's face. But he could tell there was a smirk there by the way the blonde talked, as if laughing at him behind his words. "So…what your saying, Sasuke, is that you…" Naruto's smirk grew wider. "…Saved her?"
Sasuke immediately grew annoyed. What the hell is Dobe suggesting? T-that I was NICE? No way! Uchiha Sasuke is not 'nice'! I will kill my older brother! I am the very definition of "apathy"! I…I… Sasuke cursed under his breath. No matter how much he refused to admit it, he had a soft spot for kids. Especially little ones. Maybe because of his own fxcked-up childhood memories? Who knows? All he knew was that he had a soft spot and he hated it. And Naruto knew this, and was taking advantage of it. Sasuke hated that more.
"…Well?" This blond sure was daxn persistent.
"…if you insist on saying it like that, then…yes. I guess you could say I…s-saved her." Sasuke couldn't keep the stutter from his voice.
"Well, well, well…" Naruto laughed. "Are you suggesting Sasuke Uchiha actually has a heart?!" Naruto faked shock, mocking him again.
Sasuke scowled. "Of course I have a heart. And stop goofing around, I'm serious." He sighed, putting his face in his hands. "What the hell am I supposed to do with her?"
Naruto would have loved to make fun of his obviously pissed off friend more, but after realizing Sasuke was actually…well, worried, the blond dropped his act and got serious himself. "Well, tell me what you do know about her."
Looking up, Sasuke noted the serious tone in the usually hyperactive-blonde's voice. "Well…" he began. "She's 6-years-old, by the looks of it. I found her in that alleyway behind the dango shop…I haven't heard her talk at all. The only times I've actually seen her awake were when I originally found her and just now."
Naruto didn't respond. He had expected Sasuke to know more. "Anything else?" he questioned-- with a slight tone of curiosity.
"Well…" Sasuke was unsure whether or not to mention the collar on her neck.
"Well…?"
"There's this collar, you see…" Sasuke began slowly. Heh, he thought telling Naruto that he had found this girl was hard, now he has to tell him about the effing collar!
Naruto groaned. "You really ARE treating her like a dog, Sasuke-teme! Do you make her sleep on the floor, too?!"
Sasuke glared. "I didn't put that collar on her, Dobe! I'm just saying, it's there! And…" Sasuke REALLY didn't want to tell Naruto this next part.
"And what, Teme? Spit it out!"
"The Uchiha symbol…it…um…its…on the… collar."
"…"
"…"
"…"
"…?" Why isn't Dobe saying anything?
"You're joking, right?" Naruto finally spoke. His voice sounded heavy, like he had just done a lot of thinking. To Naruto, collars signified ownership. His face paled a little at the mere thought of another Uchiha…owning the innocent little girl he had just encountered. And the painful part of it all was that he practically knew which Uchiha it was…the only other survivor of the Uchiha massacre, aside from Sasuke…
Sasuke looked him in the eye. "I wish," he said, his voice only slightly above a whisper. He had come to the same conclusion as Naruto, but he refused to believe it.
After what seemed like forever, Naruto jumped to his feet. Sasuke tensed at the sudden movement and looked up at the blonde, surprised.
"I'm calling Sakura-chan." He said calmly, already heading for the wireless phone that was on the kitchen counter.
"What?!" Sasuke replied, a bit late. No way could Naruto call Sakura! Then he would have to explain this crap all over again! Not to mention the fact that Sakura might tell everyone else in Konoha about what he did, and…he didn't want that! "Naruto, why are you calling her?!"
Naruto replied coolly, phone already in his hand and scrolling through the caller ID. He didn't know Sakura's number by heart, after all. "Someone has to finish healing that girl. And Sakura-chan is really good at medical stuff, a lot better than you or me…and besides, maybe this girl will trust Sakura-chan. She obviously doesn't trust you or me—at least not any more– and I'm sure you don't want a crying six-year-old crawling around your house the rest of your life."
"…" Sasuke wasn't sure how to respond. No matter HOW MUCH he really didn't want to admit it…Dobe was right.
And besides, Naruto had already found her number in his caller ID—not a hard job, considering she was constantly calling him—and was already dialing her number. It was only a matter of time before…
HAHA! CLIFF-HANGER! I'm getting pretty good at those things D
Well, once again I would like to apologize for the two-month wait. You guys have been really patient and haven't abandoned me yet, so…COOKIES FOR ALL! JUST KEEP READING!
Also, my writing style might have a been a little awkward in this chapter because, due to length, I wrote it over the course of two days. And, considering that my style changes every day…heh…well, you get my point.
If you want any translations, just say so D
And if any of this doesn't show up, like commas or italics or bold, well- sorry. That's fan fiction's fault, not mine!
Thanks for always reading, I would credit my reviewers but maybe I'll save that for next chapter! –wink, wink—which will be coming out by NEXT WEEK!
So there you go, an extra-big-chunk or story for yah! HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT!
-K94evur(