I don't own Naruto!
"Hey, Shikamaru!"
The pineapple haired boy lazily turned around, acknowledging the young girl.
"What is it Ino?"
The blonde haired girl smiled and waved. "Where are you going? I thought you said you didn't have any plans today."
The boy sighed and rubbed his temples. "Do I have to tell you everything I do? And I'm going to the Hospital."
"The Hospital? Why, is someone sick?"
Shikamaru looked at her like she'd finally said the dumbest thing known to man
"Don't you remember anything Asuma-sensei tells you? Naruto's in the Hospital right now, I'm gonna go visit him."
Ino made a questionable face, "Naruto? Why would you want to see him? I thought you didn't really talk to each other anymore"
"It's called being polite Ino"
She huffed grumpily and carried on down the street, bumping into an elderly lady as she passed by.
Shikamaru sighed again and resumed walking to the Hospital.
"You have a visitor Naruto-san"
'A visitor? The Old man said he wouldn't come today' wondering who it could be he straightened his back and tidied up his bed covers. Making sure to shove all his books under his pillow.
A young boy stepped in and did a casual wave.
"Shikamaru! What are you doing here?"
The boy walked over to one of the chairs in the room and sat down.
"Figured you could use some company"
"Thanks!" Naruto replied happily.
Over the next few minutes, they discussed all the D rank missions that they had done since becoming Genin.
"I remember that lady! "Why don't you just hurry and finish painting the fence you whippersnappers!" she was really scary!"
"Sure she was Naruto"
He laughed and smiled, every thing was quiet for a few minutes after that.
He had run out of things to talk about.
"Hey, you're plant needs watering"
"Huh?"
Naruto glanced at the vegetation and sighed. "One of the nurses comes in and does it, she wasn't here yesterday"
Shikamaru looked at him curiously.
"Then you should just do it yourself, there's have a jug of water right next to you"
Naruto stared at the jug of water, swallowed, nodded and leaned over towards the table.
Reaching his hand out, he grabbed the jug of water and lifted it towards him; once it was on his lap he gently pushed himself out of bed and shakily stood up.
Taking tiny steps toward the side table, he hovered over the plant pot for a few moments and started to pour.
He kept pouring for a few seconds until a huge smile broke out on his face.
'I'm doing it! I can do this!'
As soon as those thoughts entered his mind however, his legs gave out underneath him.
Slipping over, he fell with a dramatic CRASH! Water and glass once again littered the floor; Shikamaru jumped in surprise and stared at the scene before him.
"H-hey, Naruto are you okay?"
The only answer he got was small choked sobs.
"…Naruto?"
The sobbing got louder and Naruto started to shake.
"…why? Why is this happening to me? What did I do t-to deserve this?"
Completely confused and caught off guard, he just stood still.
"Shikamaru… what am I going to do? It'll take me five years. Five YEARS! How am I supposed to cope? Tell me! Help me please! I can't take it anymore!"
The brown haired boy was at a loss for words, he never thought he'd ever see Naruto in a state like this. He bent down looked him in the eye.
"Naruto… can you tell me what's going on? I don't understand what your saying"
Naruto choked again and tried to regain his composure. "I-I'm not a Shinobi anymore! I can't run, walk or crawl, hell I can't even hold anything right! I feel so useless!"
"… Is this your 'illness' you're talking about?"
Naruto nodded and Shikamaru sighed inwards.
"Is it really serious, you're not just exaggerating?"
"I-I'm not…"
Shikamaru appeared to be in deep thought and placed his hands against his face.
Naruto looked at him helplessly, and then moved his vision back to the floor.
"… I'm immortal"
The other boy's face shot up faster than and bullet and looked at him ludicrously.
"Excuse me?"
"Please… please believe me! I'm not lying! One of the nurses came in the other day and told me about it! I haven't eaten or slept in days, and when a pen went through my arm there was no scar, I'm telling the truth!"
Crouching in silence and narrowing his eyes, Shikamaru laced his hands together and stared at the floor. He seemed to have had enough when he slowly stood up and walked towards the door.
"Wait where are you going?"
"Sorry Naruto, I'll be back… this is just a lot of information to take in"
Without another word he shut the door behind himself.
"Hey shika, are you gonna eat that?"
Shikamaru looked at the chubby boy and shook his head.
"You can have it Choji"
"Thanks!"
munching and crunching the burnt meat, he swallowed and reached for another peace.
"What's gotten you so down?"
Shikamaru didn't answer straight away, instead choosing to glare at the vacant seat in front of him. Closing his eyes and leaning his head back, he sat in silence and waited for Choji to finish his meat.
"Choji… We're best friends aren't we?"
The round boy looked back and nodded vigorously.
"You'll follow whatever orders I give you right?"
"Of course, why?"
"Promise that no matter what, you'll always trust me okay?"
"I promise, now what's this all about?"
Shikamaru stood up and walked away from the table
"We can't talk about it here. Lets go back to my house."
I wanted to speed up the story a little bit, not sure if its just made it confusing or too fast though
constructive criticism is always welcome!
MrsKasoogi