He quickly went back to the village and took a rather secluded route to the hospital so that people weren't stopping him on the streets. The boy just whimpered and clung to him, curling up a little. "How bad does it hurt?" Madara asked, reaching the hospital. "Like on a scale from one to ten..?"
"S-Six.." The boy looked down. Madara felt his eyes soften as his Sharingan deactivated. The boy squirmed a little but he was too weak to fight. A nurse ran up to them and Naoko practically screamed in surprise.
"Shh.. you're okay.." Madara said softly, carrying the boy to a room. He sat the boy down and blinked, seeing blood on his shirt. The boy whimpered, noticing it when the Uchiha did. "It's fine.." he said, gently stroking the boy's good cheek with his hand. The boy nuzzled his hand a little and looked at the nurse, who was getting things ready for stitching the boy's cheek up.
"Wh-What is she d-doing..?" He whimpered, scooting into Madara's lower stomach. He looked up at Madara with pure fear in his eyes.
"She's gonna make you feel better.. Don't worry.." He smiled softly and gently rubbed the boy's cheekbone, calming him down a little. The nurse walked over to the two and Naoko tried to get off of the bed but Madara held him in place. The nurse sighed softly and moved the boy's bangs out of his face. Madara held Naoko's hair and the nurse started cleaning the cut. Naoko didn't really notice anything until the nurse pierced the boy's skin with the needle. Naoko's eyes widened and he made a noise that would bring most people to their knees, but the nurse had ear plugs in and Madara just spaced out, ignoring the sound as much as he could, though he knew he was going to have an ear-splitting headache soon. The nurse quickly finished stitching the boy's cheek and he screeched, jumped off of the table, and ran into a "closet", curling up as much as he could. Madara sighed softly and walked over to the boy. "C'mon.. we need to see the rest of the wounds..."
"G-Get a-away from me.." He whimpered and curled up as much as he could, but the Uchiha could tell he either had a healing wound on his side or broken ribs. Madara took a small step towards the boy, only getting a rather demonic hiss from the boy. He flinched slightly and took another step forward and got a set of claws in his leg. He gasped and bit his lip. The boy withdrew his hand and shrieked. Madara picked him up the second the boy moved his hand. Naoko made an odd noise and roughly bit the raven's shoulder. Madara flinched and sat down on the table with the boy in his lap.
"Should I get a doctor...?" The nurse asked. Madara shook his head and looked at the boy.
"Calm down Naoko.." He said softly, trying to hold the squirming boy still. He sighed and activated his Sharingan again. The boy looked at the ground before Madara could catch him though. "Naoko~" Madara clicked his tongue and lightly rubbed the boy's back. Naoko shrieked and accidentally looked Madara in the eyes, getting caught immediately in the red orbs. He slumped and his eyes glazed over slightly. Madara sighed and looked at the nurse, making sure she didn't get caught in it too. "There.." The nurse nodded and untied the boy's kimono. Thankfully Naoko was wearing shorts underneath of them.. though he wasn't wearing a shirt. Madara gently set the article of clothing next to them and held the boy. He wasn't sickly skinny, but he was underweight. He was also pretty pale.
"He has at least one broken rib.. and a couple scraped and bruises, but nothing too serious. He should be fine once his cheek heals." She said softly, brushing the boy's blue locks out of his face again. Naoko made a soft noise and shifted his weight, trying to get more comfortable, though he wasn't going to until he got his kimono back. He hated being this revealed to people.
"Alright.." Madara deactivated his Sharingan and looked at the boy, who immediately reached for his kimono. Madara grabbed it first and Naoko growled but silenced himself when Madara slipped it onto him. He slowly grabbed the strings and tied them together, effectively hiding anything below his collar bones, which he was proud of. Madara stood up and held the boy again.
"I-I can walk... L-Lemme go..." The boy said softly.
"No. You're too weak and tired." Madara said sternly. Naoko pouted and weakly bit Madara's neck, but it didn't do anything. The nurse handed Madara a bag of something, but Naoko had no idea what it was. She smiled softly at the boy and left the room. Madara looked at the boy and sighed softly. 'Great.. what am I supposed to do with him..?'... He thought to himself.