Sasuke was driving.
He didn't know where, nor how long.
He just needed to get out of there fast, to a place where he didn't feel anymore. to a place where he wouldn't see his eyes, his hair, or his pained face from earlier that day.
The car began to slow its speed, and sasuke realized it had run out of gas. He was in the middle of the desert with nothing for miles. He looked to his phone which had been ringing on and off for the last few days, probably Itachi.
"Onnee-san"
"Sasuke? sasuske? are you ok? where are you?"
"hai-hai…" sasuke's voice was soft and completely broken. This unusual display of emotional distress worried Itachi. He hadn't seen Sasuke act like this in ten years.
"Ototo… I'm sending a helicopter to your location. You're coming home."
Sasuke didn't care, nothing mattered anymore.
...
BANG, the door of the motel room was kicked open. A girl with pink hair was leading the entrance with a loaded gun.
"This is the police, Put your…"
The scene was not what they had anticipated.
Naruto was on the floor, hand cuffed to a chair and seemed to be bleeding,badly.
"Call an ambulance… no we need a helicopter" Sakura, the pink haired detective, emotionlessly whispered into her walkie talkie. Naruto, you idiot. goddammit, you better live through this.The nearest hospital was too far to drive, especially in his state. From the looks of it, he's been like this for a while… tch. The woman clenched her fist in anger, why did it have to be like this!? Hasn't he been through enough? The pinkete punched the nearest wall
"DAMMit"
The helicopter was soon there and took Naruto's lifeless and bloody body away.
...
"What do we have here?" the Hospital's top Dr. came to the gurnee carrying Naruto through the halls.
"21 year old male, shot in the left side of his chest. We're getting him a transfusion of blood before we prep for surgery."
"soka" The female doctor began to scrub in and prep for the surgery. She would never miss the chance of helping Naruto, but this was not going to be a walk in the park.
4 hours and 50 minutes passed, and naruto's chest was cleared of the bullet that nearly missed his heart. It was actually amazing that naruto managed to live through the blood loss. But the surgery was difficult because of the proximity to the heart, if Tsunade had not been the surgeon, the boy would have been killed from the procedure. He was lucky to be alive.
But, it was quite predictable for the most unpredictable cop in LA. The Doctor mused while checking on her patient's vital signs.
"Dr. Tsunade-sama" Sakura had arrived to the hospital by car and was out of breath from running down the hall, "how is he?".
"Stable." Dr. Tsunade turned to face the detective who now showed a smile of relief "Sakura, what the hell happened?".
Sakura looked away, "We don't know… we found him there beaten, shot, and tied up in a chair… we don't know how long he'd been there like that."
"Tch. I guess we'll just have to wait until he wakes up to know…" Tsunade looked at the pale face of the blonde lying lifeless in the hospital bed.
