A/N: Ok so apologies for the time it took for both chapter Ten and Eleven to come out. I have been waiting for someone to simply review the story to see where we want it to go. But I couldn't wait any longer; my brain was overflowing with awesome ideas. Also keep an eye out on my profile if you like Harry Potter Yaoi. I'm planning a small one shot or possibly a two-chapter long Harry/Draco so if you're interested give me a yell or simply watch my profile. I'll most likely put it in an A/N for one of the next chapters.
Naruto's P.O.V:
I focused on the feel of his arms from that last hug. I don't know where he is and I am worried Itachi might have him and that is a horrible thought, I know what that sickening man is capable of. A sob escaped as images intruded my mind; Sasuke bound and bloody. I reached upwards and pulled down the nearest Ramen cup and poured the boiling water in it before setting it on the table and waiting for the stupid three minutes. I wonder if I should try to save him. I imagine myself bursting through that filthy door and punching that prick in the face. The dull ache in my knuckles reminded me of the blow I dealt to Sasuke just yesterday. I retrieved my cup and curled up on the couch with chopsticks and my Ramen. I just didn't feel like myself today. I haven't felt like myself in a while. When my chopsticks touched nothing but Styrofoam I groaned and threw the empty cup on the ground, standing I pushed the door open and stepped outside, stretching my arms over my head. I reached back and tightened the hitai-ate around my head and squinted up into the sun. I knew what I would do.
"Shika!" I called out waving my arms frantically over my head.
"Troublesome." I heard him mutter before looking up at me and smiling a lazy grin. "What's up Naru?"
I paused, huffing before I straightened and explained what happened watching his face go from shock to all out anger. "You're kidding right Naru? His brother? That's sick. So what do you need?" The man stretched and relaxed back into his chair, folding his arms behind his head.
I grinned at him. "I need you to help me train… Kakashi-sensei was in on the plot and I can't trust him with my training he might teach me bad" I widened my eyes and looked up at Shikamaru endearingly. "Pretty please won't you help me?"
"What a drag…. Sure, alright, but can I enlist someone to help?" He smiled a slightly lopsided smile as I nodded enthusiastically. "…Right. Meet me tomorrow at the Konoha Training grounds, okay?" Again I nodded. "…At sun up" My grin fell slightly but I nodded anyway.
-Next morning-
I stretched and ran from my apartment, tightening my hitai-ate as I ran. The first thing I saw of the man was the mess of hair, a mane of white frizzy fluff that fell down the middle of his back. I skidded to a stop, my jaw dropping open in a silent scream.
"Pervy Sage?" I screeched. He turned and smiled at me, giving me the thumbs up. "Nah no way, deals off Shika." I said as I backed away, my hands held in front me. Pervy Sage grinned again as Shika frowned at me.
"You wanted my help you have it. He comes with." I groaned at this and flopped forward in defeat.
"Fine" I muttered hesitantly.
A/N: Training montage time! Hurrah!
Shikamaru had me running laps of the training field, Pervy Sage following not far behind egging me on. I ran for my life but neither of them understood; I didn't wanna be molested by Pervy Sage. I know he was thinking about it, he looked at me like… well like I look at a cup of Ramen. Next they had me at the wooden post. Shika told me to pretend it was the person I hate the most. Naturally I saw Pervy Sage's face as I punched dents into the wood. Two days of rigorous training passed, I was exhausted and Shikamaru told me I was doing really well… And then Pervy Sage sat next to me and thumped me on the back and off I was doing more laps. Maybe Shika was right…
I went to bed the third night completely exhausted, my legs aching from exertion. Morning came quickly and I pulled myself out of bed once more. A knock at my door startled me as I poured the water into the Ramen.
"Coming!" I called as I raced for the door.
"Today" He said simply, his hair already pulled into a ponytail and his headband tied around his head. I grinned at this news and nodded to him.
"Just let me have breakfast and get dressed" I said as I stood aside to let him in. He sat on my couch and put his feet up on the coffee table. I walked into the room with Ramen in hand and sat beside him.
"You're not seriously eating Ramen for breakfast are you?" He said incredulously with one eyebrow raised.
"Mhhm" I nodded sucking in a wad of noodles. Smacking my lips I threw the cup to the other side of the room, oblivious to the disgusted look on Shikamaru's face. I ran upstairs and extracted my orange pants from underneath a pile of washing and tackled with the wardrobe to get out a shirt. Pulling the shirt over my head I returned to the lounge room to find Shika with a black bag in his right hand and my lounge room free of Ramen cups.
"Uhh… Thanks Shika" I muttered shyly.
We ran through the trees toward the meeting spot where Hinata, Neji and Jiraiya were waiting. We stopped momentarily to explain the plan to the other two before we headed off again with me in the lead. I stopped abruptly swinging from a branch and pointed out the hut where Itachi and Kakashi were holding Sasuke. His voice echoed through the windows and around me, starting me into action.
"We have to help him!" I screamed.
"No! Stick to the plan Naruto" I heard Neji call from behind me as I sped toward the hut. Bursting through the door I found a naked Sasuke pressed up against the wall, Kakashi standing behind him. My eyes widened in shock at the lusty look in Sasuke's eyes, the lack of chains, the lack of bruising.
"Naruto" He whispered as I shook my head backing out of the door. Kakashi's hand reached up to stroke Sasuke's face and his dark eyes closed as he pressed his face into Kakashi's hand, a smile on his beautiful face. Kakashi continued his thrusting and Sasuke moaned and panted louder with each thrust, his attention completely diverted. I covered my ears with my hands and turned before sprinting back under the cover of the trees, back to where the group still stood. Tears streamed from my eyes as I tried to tell them what I'd seen. Shikamaru cursed his name and Hinata patted my back shyly muttering something about how he might not be worth it. Neji and Jiraiya stayed silent as I sobbed, my heart broken and aching.
A/N: Tsk Tsk Sasuke. Naughty boy.
