Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters, they all belong to Masashi Kishimoto, but if I did own them, all of the female characters would be killed off almost immediately and it would be one big yaoi-palooza.
Warning: This is yaoi, intimate interaction between two males. If you do not like this kind of stuff or do not believe in it then please click the back arrow (located next to the forward arrow and on my internet it is on the far left side of the browser, if it is different on yours then please locate it now). And I hope the letters hit you on the way out and scar you for life, because yaoi is my one true passion and you have destroyed it in a burning red flame of homophobic hatred… Anyway, the rating currently is T; it may change (as in going up to M) so if you not like ultimate togetherness between two males, then please do the same as the ones whom do not like yaoi. Thank you very much!
Important: This is set after the time skip. After Sasuke goes to train with Orochimaru, keep that in mind. Also, I am horrible at keeping things in character. That includes anime characters, people that actually exist, things that do not exist, such as rocks, trees, animals, clouds, etc. It is even harder for me to keep something in character if I am not too familiar with their personality, or if I do not know how to portray their personality. The perfect example would be Karin, Juugo, and Suigetsu from Team Hebi, so instead of fumbling with their personalities and trying to get them in character, thus making them sound and act like idiots that don't know what they are doing, I am going to make up personalities of my own, based on how I think they might just be. Don't worry, Juugo is still bipolar. One more thing, I am going to make up my own setting and plot for this story, and none what happens is going to actually be in the anime or manga, and if it is, then I dub myself physic.
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I now have access to a computer!! YAY!! Unfortunately school has also started, so sadly I will only be updating when I have time…
One more important thing, what I am writing with doesn't seem to have spell check, so I apologize before hand for any spelling or grammar errors, I'll try to proof read, but I never do that right…
Anyway, without further adieu, the fifth chapter!!
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I racked my brain, I've gotten them were I wanted them, but there was no way I could keep this up for long. I only had so much to wager. I couldn't think of anything to back my threat up with, and I knew by looking at Sasuke he saw right through me, he saw the glints of terror and panic flashing through my eyes, and he smirked. Maybe he wasn't as trapped as I'd hoped, I refused to let him get the best of me. I made myself calm down, screaming in my head to myself, trying to think as his predatory eyes bore into my fear-filled ones.
"What do you mean?" The stupid girl said, not understanding what I was saying. I ripped my eyes from Sasuke's, almost glad that there was some distraction. I gulped, it was now or never right?
"Hmm… wouldn't it be a pity if I fell… it is a long distance from the ground." I said looking out one of the open windows I was close to. I looked back up at them, my eyebrows raised slightly trying to look confident, even though I knew Sasuke saw right through me.
"Or if I suffocated." I said in mock sadness as I twisted the IV cord around my finger playfully. The girl was looking at me as if I was nuts. But I didn't stop, I wanted them to believe me, even if I knew I was bluffing.
"Now that I think about it, it would look quite suspicious if they find me laying on a hospital bed, with my throat slit, and the window wind open, wouldn't it?" I asked carefully pulling a kunai out from under my bed. I was so glad I made Shikamaru give me one of his until I got out of the hospital just in case. Suigetsu suddenly scoffed.
"Ya, right! Like you'd ever do something like that!" I raised one eyebrow as if saying 'you wanna bet', then procceeded to shoved the kunai against my throat, I winced on inwardly as blood started to turn my clothes which I had refused to take off to put on a demening and revealing hospital gown. I refused my hand to stop as I jerked it further into my throat, I groaned inwardly, screaming at myself to call my own bluff. The front of my shirt was dyed crimson by the time Sasuke said, in an eerily calm voice.
"Okay Neji, you win, the four of us will leave you alone." With that he turned on his heel, motioning for the rest of them to follow him. They all followed wordlessly, and didn't look back, except for the tall one, he looked back with apologetic eyes as I dislodged the kunai from my throat.
I watched relieved and perplexed as I watched them dissapear, I was amazed that Sasuke thought I was serious, I was amazed I actually went that far. I lied down after I removed every trace of me ever having a kunai, let alone getting hurt, I put the degrading hospital garb back on and shoved my ruined clothes in the drawer next to the hospital bed. I tried to wash them, but it was futile, they were now tye-died an orangish-red. I would have to demand Shikamaru to get me another pair of clothes before I was able to go home.
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I woke up bright and early, maybe around six-thirty, Shikamaru was already there and waiting. He even had a change of clothes… I briefly wondered why.
"Are those my clothes?" I questioned eyeing the garments in his hands.
"Yup, I figured you wouldn't want to change into the hospital gown, so you'd wear you clothes to bed. I was apparently wrong." He stated boredly. I could've jumped on him, hugged him until he died from loss of air. But I was a Hyuuga, more importantly, I was exhausted, I didn't get any sleep that night, I stayed up contemplating everything that had happen over these very strange weeks. Instead, I thanked him sincerely, took my clothes, and got changed.
I was finally on my way home, my neck was concealed from anyone's view. It felt wonderful to just breath fresh air, to know be in the open. I felt alive and at the same time, I felt as if I was dead. I've felt like this ever since I woke up from the mangekyou-induced coma. I still felt light-headed, sick to my stomach, weak as hell, my neck was throbbing, as were other parts of my body, but all things considdered I couldn't have been happier than I was at the moment I was offically freed of that God forsaken hospital.
But I really couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible was going to happen. Like something that was already suppose to happen, I cringed inwardly. Stopping my rushed walk, sitting on a bench closing
my eyes shut tightly, and rubbing my temples harshly, trying to push all of the terribly discriptive thoughts as far away as they'd go. Memories of Itachi's Mangekyou flooded into my mind rapidly I clutched were I was rubbing giving myself more of a headache than I already had. 'There's definitely something wrong…' I thought slightly on edge…
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