Author's note: wow I was so freaking shocked when I saw all of the people that looked at the story. It makes me soooo HAPPY! *gives everyone a hug* and I think I have tortured enough people that have waited for the update so HERE WE GO! Oh and first, Anna C. if you would

Anna C.: Uhm, We do not own Naruto, this fanfic is for fun nottt profit. Well actually, that's a lie, I own Ino's tits. So yea ;D

Me: thanks girl, this is (again) dedicated to SilverMoon7, for telling me how to update (-_-;; yea I know it's pathetic), blueeyedbaby125 (anna C.) for beta-ing it, and XNobodyXSomebodyX for the inspiration and advice in writing it all.

And to WolfPacFaan: thank you for the review and hyperactiveness!

So without further delay or ado or even minor annoyance…..SECOND CHAPTER YAY!

Chapter Two

Naruto was a happy kid, always doing something he loved (though sometimes stupid). He loved people and everything they did that had even the slightest good outcome. He would walk up and say hello to a complete stranger and have a random conversation with them for fun.

Now this is what I was thinking as I saw him at my house, arms covered in blood, cuts, and bruises, both fresh and old. He was unconscious, so he didn't know I was there and back from the store, picking up things for our sleep over. I swear to god I had no idea what trauma Sasuke was bringing him. It broke my heart to see him like that, tears staining his whiskered face.

I see that I am getting ahead of myself again. Let's start from a few hours prior. I was driving Naruto to my place from school after he had thrown up from being buzzed. The reason he was buzzed was because the cocky-ass "CockyMcCocksucker", otherwise known as Sasuke, broke up with him the night before. I was taking him to my house to sleep over for the night, since his parents weren't home from their business trip. I didn't trust he'd be safe alone so I ended up bringing him to my place after calling his parents. He was really quiet after I told him to stop crying over Sasuke.

We got to my place no problem (aside from lousy-ass drivers that DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE THE TURNING SIGNALS!). He was asleep when we got there, so I took him inside via bride style. I swear he smelled more like tequila than my sister when she brings home her latest boyfriend/victim. Luckily, my mom was out for the night trusting us, the two testosterone filled teens not wreck the house.

I laid him down on the sofa on his side so he wouldn't choke on his own vomit and die (I have had plenty of practice with drunks…don't ask). I swear, even when he was slobbering drunk, he was just too damn adorable when he slept. I proceeded to roll my eyes at this and just went into the kitchen after turning on the T.V. to the cartoons he liked so much. Naruto Uzumaki, a senior in high school, loved to watch Bugs Bunny outwit Daffy Duck on "Looney Tunes" on Cartoon Network. Good grief. I swear he loved it so much that he would jolt awake at that stupid opening. True to my assumptions, he bolted upright when he heard it and was grinning ear to ear (he may have been a bit lightheaded but he got over it all WAY too quickly).

"Hey, Kiba, do you have any snacks?" he asked with that oh so fucking adorable curious expression of his.

"I don't think so, dude. I may have to go to the store and get some," I said just looking at the pouting blonde with the metabolism that would put a humming bird to shame.

"Aw, I am sooo hungry," he said pouting again.

"You're ALWAYS hungry, Naru," I said rolling my eyes at the guy.

"Could you go to the store and get some?" he asked with his "I am so fucking innocent" expression that was clearly a lie to humanity.

"Yeah, sure, but are you sure that you'll be fine here alone?" I questioned, slightly worried about the blonde.

"Yes, I'm sure," he answered, rolling his eyes at me. "What am I gonna do, go into your padlocked wine cellar and guzzle all of the drinks down and go into a coma?"

Well, you could always break the lock and barge in, I thought to myself.

"Come on, Kiba, I'm fine! There is no need to worry about me," he said warmly enough to melt even Sai's cold and emotionless heart.

"Oh, okay, but if you are so much as touching alcohol, I will get Akamaru out of the back yard and have him lie on you for an hour!" I said very seriously. Akamaru is about the size of a full grown man, so he is the perfect threat.

"Yikes, do you have to go that far? That dog is almost as big as me! He could sit on me for a week and no one would realize I was under him!" he said with that flamboyant flare to his voice.

"Exactly," I said chuckling at the thought. "Now stay here like a good kitsune and wait for me to get back," I said playfully.

"Hmph," he pouted while rolling his eyes at my playfulness.

So, I left with car keys and wallet in hand, I locked the door on my way out. I made my way to my car and hooked up my iPod to the radio and turned it to "Fiesta" by +Plus. I sang my way to the marketplace.

"Nanatsu no umi wo koete, tsudoi, sawagou,

Toko natsu no shima wo mezashi te,

Hada no iro, gengo mo kankei naijan…"

That song could lift anyone's spirits on a cloudy day like this. I stopped in my usual spot and got out after turning the song off. Walking into the store, I got a little basket and got chips, soda, and instant ramen (the guy was about as addicted to ramen as I was to his personality). When I got to the register and paid, I got a phone call while they finished bagging the food. I took the bags in one hand and answered with my free one.

"Hello," I answered a little weirded out that it came from my house.

"Yea… Kiba…" the person on the other line sounded damn winded.

"Naruto?" I said kind of worried.

"Yeah, um, could you come home now? I kind of messed up…" he said seriously out of breath.

"Sure, I just left the store and I'm getting into my car. What happened?" I said getting more afraid and tense by the second.

"Just get home, okay?" he said and I heard the phone drop and hang up.

"Naruto?" I asked again, about having a heart attack.

I raced to the car, threw the bags in to the back, then revved the car and got it to go from 0-60 in a record time of three seconds. I think I broke a few speeding laws and got cursed out by a lot of drivers getting home. I thanked whatever god there was that the cop that hangs at the corner wasn't there to catch me in a speed trap.

When I got into the driveway I practically jumped out of the car, ignoring the food and sprinted to the house. By some miracle of all things holy, I left the door unlocked and managed to bust through easily. Though, that was the last miracle, so far.

That would bring me to the current situation of Naruto 1: unconscious 2: bleeding out of his bruised and scarred arms 3: holding a knife in one hand while the other probably held the phone that was blood printed and on the floor.

I just stood there for a few moments not sure what to think or say until he woke up.

"Hey, Kiba," he said raspy and weak.

"Hey, N-Naruto," I said trying not to scream and cry.

"Kiba, I think I have to go to the hospital or something…" he said about to pass out again.

"Naruto! Stay awake, come on don't do this to me, man," I managed to cry out with tears going down my cheeks. "Hey, you'll be fine," I said, more for myself than anything. "You're gonna be okay," I said looking over him slowly. There's so much blood.I ran to the bathroom and got all of the towels I could get in my arms. I have to clean him up and put on gauze.I thought over and over to make sure I didn't forget. I ran over to him and started pressing the cloths on his arms to clean him up, then took him to the bathroom and turned on the hot water. I dipped his arms in the water to wash off the blood and almost heaved when I saw the water begin to dye red. I kept it down my throat and then started to wrap the gauze around his arms and just glanced at him when I was done.

"Hey, Naruto," I said looking into those ocean blue eyes as I cleaned him up.

"Yeah, Kiba," he looked up at me like he was about to cry and had tears threatening to spill from the corners of his eyes. "I'm sorry, Kiba," he said as he started crying.

"I know Naru, I know," I said pulling him close as I still cleaned and bandaged him.

I took him to my room and let him lay down after I had gotten him in some new clothes and emptied the bathroom tub of the bloody water. It came in handy that we weren't far from each other's sizes. I threw his clothes in the washer and went to the living room, ready for the worst. I looked at the couch and realized that most of the blood had been on his clothes, so I didn't have much to clean up. I got the knife and phone off of the floor and went and got paper towels for both and cleaned them off and used disinfectant on the phone. I ended up throwing the knife away, never wanting to look at it again or give it back to the blonde.

Once I had cleaned off the bits of blood on the couch, I was inwardly thanking my mom for buying all of the furniture cleaning supplies, I put on the fan to get the sterile and blood scents out of the room. I sniffed the air and turned it on high. The blood was gone but I hate that sterile cleaner smell.

I then wondered how long Naruto had been doing this to himself, and judging from the cuts I saw healed, I guessed it had been since at least last month.

I could barely stand to have that memory forever burned into my head, of the happy blonde I once knew on the floor crying and bloody. I swore I would never let that happen again.

Author's end note:

Wow, well I hope you guys won't kill me for making Naru emo!(Anna C. Is mad -.-#) It just fit the story and COME ON! ANYONE DATING EMO-SASUKE HAS GOT TO HAVE PROBLEMS! You will find out more next time kiddies! And PLEASE don't hang me with flames!