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[8 days later]

The steady beeps of the heart monitor ticked almost in sync with the clock on the wall above an occupied bed. The sun shimmered through the window and illuminated the bed sheets, but couldn't quite reach the hair of the person lying in the bed, leaving an unfamiliar pale hue for the guest to stare at like an foreign object.

The guest stroked the unconscious person's hair,

"What am I going to do with you.. sasuke?"

. . .

The room was dark, just how he liked it. His eyes blinked open comfortable adjusting easily to the lack of light. He couldn't tell if it was the curtains being drawn was maintaining this cave like climate or if it was actually night time outside.

"He's alive, you know… Naruto is alive."

That sprung sasuke up in bed, very quickly.

"He was in a coma for 10 days though, somebody beat him up pretty good. I wonder what he did to deserve that."

Bile started to flee up sasuke's esophagus, and he vomited point blank on the floor beside his bed. It's just now that he is noticing he is set up on a heart monitor in his bedroom.

"Serves you right."

"Excuse me?"sasuke outbursts… does itachi know what i did to naruto?

"Sasuke, what do you expect me to say? After you go on a drug bender for 8 days taking who knows what and having sex with god knows how many girls?! Do you want me to coddle you, no I am going to tell it to you straight, you are a grown up and you are straight on the path to addiction or overdose" sasuke stares at the ground avoiding eye contact.

"Now i know you have ease of access to drugs due to the business that our family runs, but do not let that be an excuse to become some drug addict. We as the Uchihas have a certain level of respectability we must maintain and I expect no less from you… even if you are having boy problems." sasuke scoffed and glared at the last comment.

"Sasuke, are you ready to act like an adult now? I have some information on this blondie you've become acquainted with that you might be interested in."

"How did he seem? How bad are his injuries?"

Itachi bursts into laughter. "Little brother, I, personally did not go see your little toy. What do you take me for? I can answer basic facts: he had 2 dislocated shoulders, 2 gunshot wounds, and a skull fracture. His spleen and diaphragm were hit with the bullets, but removed and repaired in surgery. He is speaking and eating today, although due to the head trauma is on very close watch with recurring symptoms of dizziness. There. That is the whole report I got."

"Did you say two gunshot wounds?" what the? How in the world…did he… "Where is he Itachi? I need to see him."

"Did I stutter? Now be a good boy and go see your friend, he's at All Saints Hospital and remember stay away from drugs and the feds." Sasuke flew out the door before Itachi could finish his sentence.

"Foolish brother…" itachi picks up his cell and dials a number "Sai, I need you to keep an eye on sasuke, he's acting very rash right now, so make sure he doesn't get mixed up with the feds or any kind of cop, got it?" Itachi hung up and poured himself a glass of scotch on the rocks.