I really wish I could formatt this right for once!
Oh Well, on with the story!
BankotsuChick
"What the fuck happened here?" Sasuke questioned and he avoided droplets of blood from covering his shoes.
The only thing that could possibly come to his mind was Iruka.
"He's not dead, is he?" Naruto hung his head. "I don't...know..." Sasuke stepped into the kitchen and walked up to Naruto.
"What am I going to do?" He said.
"What do you meen?" Naruto questioned, heading for the door. Anyone could tell he didn't want to be in a
place that gave off such awful waves of sadness.
"You have no where to stay?" Sasuke shook his head. He would freeze to death when the tempurtures
reached zero that night and he would be alone, cold on the street and... he couldn't even think about it.
Naruto headed out the door with Sauske trailing behind him.
"You can always stay with me, you know." He didn't look Sasuke in the eyes. "I meen, until we find Iruka."
Sasuke shook his head. He was hungry, cold, and alone, but he'd rather spend the night outside
than stay at Naruto's place.
"I can take care of myself," He scoffed. "I don't need help- especially not from you." Naruto laughed and his eyes scaling Sasuke's thin frame.
"Then your doing a crappy job already." He pointed to Sasuke.
"Your so much scrawnier than when I last saw you. When you were twelve. I can see every one of your ribs, Sauske."
"I am...hungry...I guess...If thats what you call wanting somthing to eat..."
He stared up at Naruto, who was at least a foot taller than him. And he was muscular and by the looks of it,
alot better fed. He looked different from when they last met, better even. Naruto backed him against the wall.
"Your coming to my place. Let's go, you look freezing." Sasuke shook his head reluctantly.
"I told you...I can do it by myself!" He growled, like a cornered animal. He was becoming increasingly
uncomfortable.
"Do I have to carry the great Sasuke Uchiha back to my apartment?" Sasuke twitched.
"Don't you dare, Naruto." He looked for a way to escape. He couldn't fight the man, he was a year or two older, not to mention stronger and well fed.
"Then come with me."
"Make me." The raven haired boy retorted. Wrong choice of words, Sasuke relfected with anger as Naruto picked him up, bridal-style, down the flight of stairs.
"Put me down, you bastard!" Sauske snarled, but he hung onto Naruto as he headed down the steep stairs.
Naruto laughed a little again, but said nothing. He was slightly concerned, no matter how short and wirey Sasuke was, weighed so little.
"Why the hell are you laughing!" Sauske hit Naruto but it barley made him flinch.
Naruto dumped Sasuke in the back seat of his old, musty car.
"Buckle your seat belt, Sasuke."
"No! I'm getting out of your crappy car and back-" Naruto did it for him and climbed into his seat, locking the door.
"This is like kidnapping!"
"Your just a kid?"
"No...I meen...Agh!"
Naruto winked and revved the engine for his small rust-red car. Sasuke Uchiha...Hah.
It took longer than what Sasuke would have expected, about ten minutes, and when the got to the slightly beat down
apartment, Sasuke crossed his arms and pouted.
"Your so stupid, Sasuke, I meen..." He paused thinking of a way to persuade the Uchiha. "Do I have to carry you again?"
"NO."
"Then. Get. Up. Sasuke." Naruto reached over to pick up Sasuke, who had deffiantly unbuckled himslef somepoint
during the car ride, and Sasuke tenced his fists.
"So what? Your going to hit me?"
"If I have to."
"Then I guess you will." Naruto lifted the light boy out of the car and Sasuke left his share of bruises on Naruto.
"I'm gunna drop you Sasuke." Sasuke continued to curse, but he latched on to Naruto's shoulders as he climbed up
the stairs and stopped hitting him.
He put the boy down lightly as Sasuke took in his surroundings.
"Kinda crappy, Naruto." Naruto ignored him and sat down on the couch with his head resting in his palms.
Sasuke stood for a few seconds before he decided to join him, but he sat as far
away from the blonde as possible, he might as well acted pissed off even if he was over it.
"Your worried about Iruka."
Naruto smiled but still didn't look Sasuke in the eyes.
"How do you know?"
"I know things."
There was a long, slightly akward silence. Naruto studdied Sasuke for a moment.
"I can't beleive it's been so long." He reflected. "How old are you again?"
"Do the math. If I was tweleve then and it's been-"
"Just tell me."
"Nineteen."
"Just turned twenty one. Hah."
"Fuck off. So your older than me. Like I care."
"And taller."
"Hmph. Your so annoying. Like always."
Naruto shook his head and was about to retort, but Sasuke stood up. To his suprise, he slowly stumbled to the floor.
"Good thing I carried you," Naruto said, rushing over to Sasuke, who's navy blue shirt was stained with blood.
"What the hell happened to you?" Damn, Kakashi. He had never bandaged his wounds properly...
"Holy fuck!" Naruto had placed a hand on Sasuke's side and now had a red print on his hand.
He picked Sasuke up again, who suprisingly didn't protest, and put him back on the couch.
"Stay." Sasuke grumbled, but out of the corner of his eye, Naruto saw him wince in pain.
Naruto returned with a bandadge and somthing elese Sasuke couldn't get a good enough glimpse of.
Sasuke reched out his hand to take it from Naruto to do it himself, but Naruto held it out of his reach.
"No. You have to learn, Sasuke, that somthings you can't do by yourself."
Sasuke growled and was about to protest when Naruto said abruptly:
"Take off your shirt."
Sasuke blushed to his suprisment, but obeyed before Naruto 'did it for him', and took off the blue sweatshirt. The thin, cotten, white undershirt had a large tear in it and
Blood seeped through a wound that seemed terribly large.
Naru took a cloth and dabbed the blood away. Sasuke bit his lip until it almost bled from trying to stop
himself from yelping like a wounded puppy.
"Hold still."
Sasuke, in all his life, had no one to take care of him besides Kakashi. It made him feel
akward, and he blushed again. Naruto applyed a thick bandadge to a somwhat small, but deep
wound and gave Sasuke his shirt back. Sasuke took it slowly with two fingers.
"I'll put that in the wash. In the meen time, you can pick out a shirt of mine to wear."
Sasuke stood up, finding it somwhat easier to walk, and wandered into Naruto's bedroom.
He picked his way through his dresser, eyeing a small black, plain t-shirt. It didn't look like
it would fit Naruto and Sasuke, being a much smaller person, tried it on,
being more content when it fit.
He found Naruto in a kitchen empty off food, talking on the phone to a 'Sakura Haruno'.
Sakura...that name sounded firmilliar...Sasuke pushed the notion away and turned to face Uzimaki,
and when Naruto saw him he smiled, said his good-byes, and plugged the phone into a charger.
Both boys sat on the couch in the small living room.
Sasuke hated the silence that was still going on after ten minutes.
"I should probably call Kakashi. Tell him what
happened, you know. To Iruka..."
"Sure. Go ahead. I don't have a home phone, but my Cell's on the table." He juestured to the small kitchen. Sasuke
nodded and fallowed his directions. He unpluged the charging black and red cell phone, very little battery, but that
should have been enough to make a quick call to Kakashi's apartment.
He flipped open the phone and noted one new voice mail. It had been made thirty five seconds prior.
"Naruto, you have a voice mail. Says...it's from..."-Sasuke squinted. "-Iruka!"
"Put it on speaker and listen!" Sasuke nodded and opened the message. A very static voice played, but it was
unmistakably Iruka Umino, even to one who hasn't seen him in years.
"H-help...please...blood...S-Sasuke..." It became static and indesipherable. Sauske turned up the volume.
"Y-you Bastard!" There was a couple of coughs and a spine-chilling scream before the line when dead.
Owari...
"Naruto..." He restrained himself from saying 'I'm so sorry...' Or somthing fluffy. But he wanted to, and that slightly disgusted
him. Naruto placed a arm around Sasuke, pulling him close. He stood up and said with undeniable sadness:
"I know we didn't know eachother for more than two years, and I havn't seen you in years...Sasuke, your my closest
friend now..." Sasuke refrained from scoffing and stood still, barley breathing.
"I-I meen I have other friends...it's just..." He backed away from Sasuke and headed out the door.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going out." He stepped into the doorway. "But Narut-to I don't have a-" SLAM. "-Car." He plopped down
on the couch. He was confined here, unless he could walk somwhere...
Forget. It... Damn. And ontop of everything, he was still hungry.
Sasuke sighed and decided this disgusting stye of an apartment would need cleaning.
It took an hour and a half and Naruto still wasn't home. Damn him.
Sasuke yawned and and lay on the couch, for just a moment, to clear his head. He couldn't help feel the slightest
bit worried about the blonde haired boy, but he quickly slipped into unconsiousness.
"Naruto, you bastard!"
Sasuke had fallen alseep on the couch, to tired to go out and eat somthing, and to cold to even bother thinking
about it much. He had just lay on the couch...falling asleep...and then a scream?
Sasuke sat up and tried to smooth his messed hair, just as a girl, slightly taller than him, walked into the room
"Who the hell are you?"
He growled. Damn, this girl wasn't in the mood to solcialize. Her pink hair was fluffed up
in rage and she glared at Sasuke. He gulped.
But she blinked and her shoulders fell. It can't be Sasuke. He went away with Kakashi and they had Sasuke
had died...
"S-sakur-ra?" He rubbed his eyes. "Sasuke-kun!" She squeeled in excitment, and hugged him, but was suprised
when she could almost pick him up.
"Why are you so scrawny, Sasu-kun?" She took a good look at Sasuke and around Naruto's apartment.
"Where's Naru-chan?" She questioned, and Sasuke only shrugged. "And why were you asleep in his apartment?"
Sasuke scoffed and answered with anger, weather it was directed twards Sakura or Naruto, he wouldn't know.
"Well, I don't know if you've heard, but I was suppose to stay with Iruka. But He's gone missing at the moment
and Naruto took the news...not so well."
"Do you blame him?" Sasuke sighed and continued.
"And then he left."
"But why are you here at Naruto-kun's place?" She looked around. "I've never seen it this clean before! Did
you do this?" Sasuke nodded.
"I didn't have anywhere to stay so Naruto kindly"-He remembered when Naruto had picked him up-"offered."
"Well I payed Naruto's cell phone bill last month and I need the cash. I swear, he's procrasinats so long.
He's as sly as a fox, that one. I should have never expected him to pay me back."
Sasuke nodded.
"Any idea where he might be?"
"No! I just arrived in Konoha! It's been HELL ever since I got here!" Sakura stepped back as Sasuke fumed.
She thought a moment and reflected on Naruto's personality.
"I bet he's at the bar." Sasuke shook his head knowing she was right. "With Kiba, Shikimaru, Neji...and the
rest of the guys.
"By now he'd probably drunk out of his skull."
"We'd better hurry then."
"Do you have a car?"
"No. Don't remind me."
"I have a small one out front. C'mon. We'd better hurry."
"Can I get somthing to eat on the way please? I'm starving-"
"We don't have time for that, Sasuke."
Sasuke looked at the time. It was 1:00 exactly.
Then the two headed out the door into one cold, frosty night.