General note to the Public: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEerfzlshgfgjdfjgedflgj!!!!! YOU ALL ROCK SO MUCH. I LOVE YOU ALL. This was hard to write. I can't write fight/beatsomeoneup scenes...so, you'll have to forgive me. Also, my finger's jammed and is curently splinted to another one of my fingers, so I typed most of this chapter with my left hand and the index finger of my right one. So, sorry about errors...;;
Anyway, UBC rocks, I wanna go there for college. My grandparents have been married for 50 (o.o) years, and...nothing else is new. Oh, and you should all read Caleb Carr's books, and Neil Gaiman's books, and Terry Pratchette(spwtf?)'s books, aaaaaaand...Nick Hornby's A Long Way Down. Yeah. Do that. FYI, only read Carr's books if you like mysteries, psychology, and gore.
Disclaimer: Not minez.
Warnings: Language, (crappy) VIOLENCE. Right here. This chapter. Yah.
Pairings: OroSasu (minor), InoNaru (minor),NaruSasu (main, but later)...
Summary: Naruto has always had dreams of being invisible. After a falling out with his aunt and a run-in with the school bad ass, Sasuke, he finds he really is. Somehow he has to make Sasuke see him, or he'll never be seen again. Based on the movie The Invisible.
Kiba hadn't meant to do it. It was a reaction. Instinct. Blame another person before you can be blamed. Shift the attention so that you might escape. Avert focus and you might survive another few days. Naruto was his best friend, and because of that...
His name was the first one he thought of.
"Watch."
Kiba couldn't watch.
"Watch." There was a knife against his neck.
Kiba watched.
He watched his best friend, his longest friend, get...
It was all his fault.
Naruto swore loudly, trying to push himself up. His hip hurt like a bitch and his leg was throbbing painfully, but he shoved himself to his feet, squinting into the headlights to see his attackers.
There were two of them, silhouetted against the light, one tall and stick-like, the other shorter and curvier. The shorter one had long, straight hair that rippled as it walked–stomped rather–down the grass into the ditch to grab him by the shirt front.
"Hallo, fucker," said Tayuya, almost pleasantly, and kneed him in the stomach.
Naruto's breath wooshed out of his lungs, leaving him gasping. He doubled over, coughing and dazed. Sakon reached down as well, grabbing him by the hair and pulling him up. Naruto shouted, and swore some more, flailing at the lavender-haired boy, landing a solid punch on the others cheek, forcing him to release him.
"What the fuck do you want?!" Naruto snarled, stumbling slightly. He looked between the two, still squinting, trying to make sense of the situation. Tayuya stepped up, her boots thumping on the ground.
The blond took a tremulous step back, his foot slipping slightly on the damp ground. There was a small creek flowing down from the forest, thin and trickling, that splashed and burbled across rocks and forged a path underneath the road. Naruto was taken by surprise when Sakon crept up behind him and grabbed his arms, holding then in a death grip behind his back. He shouted, struggling to get free, and had no time to react when Tayuya threw a punch to his face. Sakon let go abruptly, and Naruto dropped heavily to the ground, hand clutching his cheek.
Then the two seniors fell on him like vengeance.
Tayuya concentrated on his back, heavy, painful kicks making him curl as best he could to protect his kidneys. But no matter which way he twisted, Sakon struck as well, landing painful kicks to his stomach and chest.
Naruto could feel his ribs breaking, his left arm fracture, his head pound. A kick to the face sent him flying to his back, and he had to spit out a broken tooth. Blood welled up in his mouth, and he choked to swallow it back down.
"Stop."
And the blows did, the attackers backing off as their leader stepped out of the car.
Sasuke held the back of Kiba's neck, directing him, forcing him to keep his eyes on his bleeding best friend. The Uchiha's face was completely shadowed, but the smooth tenor of his voice was easily recognizable, and Naruto looked up painfully as the taller black-haired boy stepped up.
Tayuya took control of Kiba when Sasuke let him go.
"You're a right bastard, aren't you? Are you happy now?" Sasuke asked, crouching down beside Naruto as he tried to push himself up, clutching his left arm close to his chest. "Was that what you wanted?" Naruto pushed himself onto all-fours, glaring into obsidian eyes. "Did it give you a thrill?" At the emphasis, Sasuke punched the blond hard in the face, and Naruto fell again heavily. He howled as he landed on his broken arm, and scrambled back up. Sasuke leaned closer as Naruto moved his jaw, checking that it wasn't dislocated or anything.
"Who's the broken one now?"
Naruto laughed, and licked his split lip, whispering back, "You are."
Sasuke looked like he'd been slapped. Then his eyes flashed with anger–they looked almost red in the headlights–and he stood up abruptly. He drew his foot back, Naruto's eyes widened at the sight of the painful-looking combat boots, and kicked, his foot connecting soundly with Naruto's jaw.
The blond fell backwards, off the tiny hill, into the stream. His head hit against the rocks with a CRACK and his neck twisted at a painful angle.
He didn't move.
Sakon crept forward and swore. "Fucking hell, Uchiha!" He looked back at his leader, who stood frozen. "You killed him!"
"No..."
Sasuke leapt down, splashing into the stream beside the still figure. "No, he's not...he can't..." He touched the tanned face, tracing a set of scratches on his cheek caused by his head connecting to the rock.
He rose, staring down, eyes widened. His hands shook. He whispered, almost inaudibly, "Shit."
"Sasuke!" Tayuya called. She looked scared, just a bit. "What the fuck are you going to fucking do?"
Sasuke shook his head, like he was trying to wake up from a bad dream. "We're going to get rid of the body."
Kiba had to help. Kiba didn't want to help, but he had to. He had been shaking since Sasuke had dragged him out of the car, but when he was directed to grab hold of his dead friend's legs, his fingers went numb and he just didn't feel anything.
The four of them half-carried, half-dragged the limp form of Uzumaki Naruto up the hill, deeper and deeper into the woods. Once or twice, someone would slip, drop their designated body part, and they would have to struggle to get it back up. Sasuke walked at the front, plotting the course for the rest of them, and Kiba could tell that if he so much as touched the body he would loose composure all together. He stuttered as he directed them, and his hands shook hard enough for Kiba to see them.
"Come on," Sasuke said, turning back to support Tayuya, who held Uzumaki's shoulders in an unsteady grip. It had started to rain, just a bit, and the drizzle had made the ground damp where it penetrated the tree-coverings. Just as Sasuke turned away, Sakon's foot slipped, and he stumbled, dropping Naruto's hips. With the middle section unsupported, Tayuya collapsed under the dead weight as well, and the body fell with a thump to the ground, head scraping against the bark of a tree.
They all froze for a second, catching their breath, before Sasuke took control again. "Pick him up."
Sakon's breath misted in front of him heavily, like smoke. "Uchiha, what the fuck are you doing? I don't think we–"
"Pick it up!" Sasuke panted, and snarled, "Pick it the fuck up, or I'll kill you too." His long bangs were plastered to his cheeks with the rain, which had been steadily getting harder. He looked like he was crying, with the rain sliding down his porcelain cheeks. He took a deep breath. "We're almost there."
The other three struggled to get a good hold on the body, and forced themselves up the rest of the hill with it. Sasuke pointed. "There. That's where we'll drop it." Through the trees in the darkness, Kiba could see a black circle on the dark ground.
"You fucker," he whispered, and clutched his best friend's legs closer to his chest. They marched with their burden to the place that Sasuke had pointed out.
No one noticed the stylish silver watch slide out of Naruto's pocket onto the damp ground.
It was a manhole–or maybe a storm drain, it was too dark to tell. Sasuke gestured to Sakon to help him lift the heavy metal cover, and with a grunting effort, they moved it and slid it over to the side. Tayuya then grabbed onto the body's shoulders again, heaving it towards the opening. Kiba jumped, and felt hot tears sting his eyes. He wrapped his arms around the legs, and helped the foul-mouthed girl move the body. Kiba peered over the edge of the drain, and saw a platform, just large enough for about four people to stand on several feet below. It was mostly dry, but getting wetter as the rain continued to fall.
"Put him down there."
Kiba almost sobbed, and followed the order, dropping his friend as carefully as he could. It landed with a muffled thump on its back, legs twisted awkwardly, right arm folded underneath the body. There was just barely enough light to see the bruised and battered face.
Sasuke stood silent for a moment, staring down at the dead boy. On the blonde's cheeks were scratches, three on each cheek, evidence of the mishandling and beating that the young man had gone through. They looked a bit like whiskers. The raven-haired boy coughed suddenly, and motioned for Sakon to help him move the cover back into place.
Kiba lost control of himself, and sobbed loudly. Sasuke looked at him, his face blank, eyes unreadable.
"Come on. You tell a word of this to anyone, and you'll end up just the same..."
It sounded hollow. Empty.
Kiba nodded anyway, and the four teenagers started to hike back through the woods to the car.
Under the ground, broken, bleeding, and unnoticed, light blonde eyelashes fluttered on a scratched cheek.
DUN, DUN, DUNNN...I had too much caffeine today.
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