Helplessness. It was an emotion that Sasuke was rather unfamiliar with. From a young age the dark haired boy was taught by his father to be ruthless in trying to attain what he wanted. He was taught to always stay calm, to never show weakness, and to always know what to do and what answer to give in any situation presented to him. He was taught to be like Itachi. Was expected to be like Itachi, and for a time, Sasuke resented his older brother for this. It was only in the past couple of years that he had realized he did not have to meet his father's standards; him and Itachi were completely different individuals and as such had completely different goals in life. It was at that moment that he began to become close to his elder sibling once more and started to believe that maybe it would benefit him to surround himself with friends and people he cared about.

However, being anti-social most of his existence, made it extremely difficult for him to connect with people his age. They did not see him for his soul, only his external looks. They worshipped the ground he walked on for the simple fact that they believed, if they tried hard enough, they could gain his approval, destroy his façade and run bragging about it to anyone and everyone as if it was some type of trophy to be enamoured by.

But Naruto, he was different. The blonde saw him, and he was not off put by what he found within the raven. He had a type of fire burning so bright in his soul that made him fight back against Sasuke's defences, made him smash and crumble and absolutely shatter the raven's walls; reducing them to dust. Over the past few weeks, Sasuke had grown extremely attached to the blonde, finding himself looking forward to every lesson they had together, every second they spent talking and every insult hurled from blonde to raven and vice versa. He had become accustomed to the butterflies swirling in his stomach upon the blonde's arrival; even if they were a mild inconvenience.

Never had he felt so strongly for a human being before, in all truth it slightly scared him. Naruto had become the burning candle to his pitch-black room, the strength to his weakness, the yin to his own yang. And nothing more in this world terrified him as much as the love he felt, did. It was the ultimate weakness. The ultimate vulnerability.

Yet, there was something that had been plaguing his mind ever since the day him and Naruto had met. In certain positions he swore he could see dark splodges through Naruto's white shirt and lately the blonde's concentration had been noticeably decreasing; dark circles where starting to form underneath his eyes. Coupled with his pale, almost clammy complexion, this was enough to trouble Sasuke greatly. Not to mention how the raven could hear Naruto's stomach grumbling almost continuously throughout the day but the blonde never had any food in his possession to quell the hunger.

Vulnerability and panic were not emotions that Sasuke was accustomed to, and so, staring at one of the two people he cared most for in this world, collapse on the floor into unconsciousness, Sasuke froze. He had no clue what to do. Had no idea what had caused a reaction, such as this, from the blonde haired boy. After calling his name a few times and receiving no response, the raven's eyes widened a fraction in sheer terror. Was he still breathing?

Swiftly making his way toward the blonde, Sasuke quickly checked his pulse. Only somewhat relaxing at feeling a steady beat beneath his fingertips. Breathing slowly and forcing his mind to assess the situation from an objective point of view, Sasuke made a decision. Although reason told him to call for the school nurse, he knew that Naruto would be more comfortable with familiar people surrounding him. In addition he did not know the extent of the blonde's condition and had doubts that if it was something serious, the nurse would be able to do nothing for him. There was only one other individual within his life that he trusted, completely and irrevocably to deal with a situation like this, without judgement or scolding. Itachi.

Rapidly making his way back over to their table, he placed all of his belongings back into his bag and all of Naruto's into the blonde's, picking up both after his task was completed. He took his phone out of his pocket and immediately called Itachi. Clicking on his personal phone number, knowing then that his brother would realize it was an emergency. After a few painstakingly long rings, a calm voice answered in its usual deep tone.

"Sasuke? Is everything okay?" his brother asked and Sasuke could almost visibly see the small frown that marred his features.

"Itachi! Listen, I need you to come and pick me up immediately." he began in a hurried yet firm voice, "Naruto's collapsed and I don't know what to do!"

"Have you not informed the school nurse to contact Naruto-kun's parents?" Itachi asked, concern for both his brother and Naruto present in his tone of voice.

"No. It looks serious and I don't trust their medical abilities, plus I know for a fact his foster father is at work. Please Nii-San, I need your help." Sasuke beseeched, knowing that his brother would never even dream of judging him for his moment of weakness.

"Okay. I'll be there in 10 minutes. Make sure he is in a comfortable, upright position and that he can breathe easily. I will check him over when I arrive and we can decide what to do from there. Which classroom are you currently in?" Itachi spoke both smoothly and calmly, trying to ease his brother's worries. He could not bear to hear Sasuke's panicked voice.

"2B. Near the front." Sasuke replied quickly.

"Very well, I won't be long. And Sasuke?" His brother asked.

"…yes?" Sasuke hesitantly replied.

"Breath, stay calm, I promise everything will be fine." Itachi soothed, his tone lowering and affection lacing every word.

Breathing a small sigh, Sasuke replied, "Okay." His voice finally pacifying as he listened to his brothers soothing voice.

Ending the call, Sasuke took his elder brothers advice and slowly took a few more deep breaths, trying to calm his body and rid it of the panic he had just been experiencing. Slowly turning back to face where Naruto was laying; he took hold of the blonde's shoulders and carefully pulled him up against the table behind him, giving him a more comfortable position. Taking the jacket off that he had been wearing over his school uniform, he placed it over Naruto's body, unwilling to let the idiot freeze in the cold climate. He sat down beside the blonde and brought a knee up to his chest, resting an arm on top of it a moment later. Hesitantly, Sasuke raised his hand up to run through the golden locks. They felt smooth beneath his fingertips; almost resembling silk. The action only aided in soothing his worries.

Furrowing his dark brows slightly at the uncharacteristic display of affection, he returned his hand to his lap, leant his head against the table behind him and waited for his brother to arrive. Closing his eyes, Sasuke retreated into his thoughts, hoping to god that Naruto would be okay. That his brother would fix whatever problem the blonde was currently experiencing.

Authors Note:

I know its short, I'm really sorry!

I kinda wanted this chapter to show just how much Sasuke's feelings have developed and a bit more about his back-story in the fic.

Hope you enjoyed it lovely's! Reviews are always welcome 3