LOOOOOOONNNNNGGGG time before I updated. Sorry dodges flying objects

Anyway, I don't remember whats really going on so I'll just continue what's been going on in my head. -

Teme: YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO UPDATE A LONG TIME AGO LIKE YOU SAID YOU WOULD!!

Me: D: Im sooorryy

Teme: Hmph, well I guess I'll just have to do something

Me: What D:

Teme: -Glances at block button-

Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOO

Thats basically how it all went for weeks.

Naruto stood by the large glass window. The lights of the night life shined up at him. This was no way to live. No one would want to live in a little box with no way out, minimal visiting hours, and some asshole staff. It didn't matter now. He just needed to get out, wearing the gown and all. It was very uncomfortable revealing his tan butt to the world. He wished that he could be home right now. Of all things, that is what he wished most, but it wasn't as easy as clicking his heels together and saying "There's no place like home." He was stuck. There were only two doors, one to the bathroom, and one to the hall. Only one lead to freedom, but there was no way he could get out that way. There was only one option left.

He watched his breath fog up the window. It was almost entrancing. Everything seemed to function so fluid. He wondered what it would've been like if they never met Sasuke Uchiha, never saw that poster, never left home. Would it have made a difference? Did all this really matter? No one even got paid yet. Was it just some stupid lie to get people to sign their lives away as slaves?

It didn't matter. He just wanted out.

He backed up slowly, the sound of his feet hitting the floor made a soft Pat. He started running forward. One foot after another. Until he met with the glass, and it shattered around him. He felt himself falling. The air rushed around him. He closed his eyes so he didn't have to see how close he was to the ground, but he didn't hit the ground. He opened his eyes and looked around. He appeared to be in a very conveniently placed dumpster. The rest of the glass shards fell down around him, and got entangled in his hair. He looked ahead of him to see a man with blue hair staring at him. There were cuts on his cheeks, and glass on his clothes.

-- Kisame's POV --

Kisame yawned and stretched. He was on his long journey home, and was really exhausted. It wasn't easy working three jobs just to keep an uncomfotably small apartment. He already was having a bad day, and it seemed to keep getting worse. Nothing ever went right, ever. He figured it was some karma thing, but he didn't remember ever doing anything so bad that he had gotten years of bad luck. Maybe he broke a mirror, or something.

He was a cashier by day, janitor by the afternoon, and a chef by night. By the looks of it, he should be living somewhere nicer and cleaner, but it didn't turn out that way for him. He was lucky to land those jobs, because no one would hire a fish/man. He probably could never get out of the apartment, unless he got a really well paying job, or won the lottery, which was very unlikely. He knew a guy who knew a guy who asked for a favor from a guy and he landed up with shelter, but that was kind of it.

He was passing the hospital now, it was very well kept. He didn't have any good memories from there. All his family died in that hospital.

He scoffed and kicked a rock. Crash. He looked up to see a beautiful blonde falling from the sky. It seemed as if an angel came down to help him. Well, it seemed. Glass showered him and the blonde fell in a dumpster.

Well, that was a very conveniently placed dumpster.

The blonde stared at him with gaping blue eyes. He should help him.

--Anyway--

Naruto didn't know what to think at this moment. He saw the blue man, and the blue man saw him. That's all he knew for sure right now. Before he could register anything, blue arms grabbed him and held him bridal style. Glass shards dug inside him.

Fuck. This hurts.

"Uhmm.." The blue man seemed speechless

"..." He didn't have much to say himself

"I'll get you home...where do you live?"

"..." Naruto felt his eyes droop and only remained concious for the next few seconds.

Shit...

The man just walked towards his crappy apartment in hopes of finding out where this blonde...angel...blonde...angel...blonde angel lived. He took casual steps as if nothing had happened. As if he wasn't having a horrible day and then found a blonde jumping out of a hospital window, and having to carry him bloody, and unconcious, all the way home. Yeah, his day couldn't get any worse than this. He was sure of it. There was no way out of it, unless he left the blonde, but he couldn't do that! He had morals, and kept to them! However, he could take a chunk out of his paycheck, and make everything worse. This blonde angel, whoever he was, was nothing but trouble at the moment, and he had no use of him.

There was no use in arguing with himself. He had to take him home, nurse him, and get him to his home. If only he didn't live in a nice big shithole. Everything would be a whole different story then. He wouldn't have to worry about being embarassed, or that the little blonde doesn't find him to live up to his expectations, and be very cruel to him. He could be just like the others. Oh well, he didn't have much choice now, he was outside the building now. He opened the door and went in the creaky lobby. The hotel manager Kakazu eyed him, and the blonde, wearily.

"Whatcha got there?"

"Nothing." Kisame walked up the wooden stairs

"Don't give me that shit, you're lucky I let you stay here!"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Just don't go raping him now, I don't need a criminal record on my hotel."

Kisame opened his apartment door and layed the blonde on the small bed. It was really, really bad in here. Nothing but roaches could live here, and they did by the way. He locked the door and turned on the dim light. He went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, letting out dirty brown water, and brushed his teeth. Kisame bared his teeth and did a growl. He was fearsome, right? He sighed and snuggled on the chair.

That blonde angel will most definitley be nothing but trouble.

Few, that took forever. Well, I'm not updating every day, maybe every week, or every couple of days.

I'm just glad I got this chapter up. I have a new writing style, I guess. So many commas. X-X

Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed it, and there will be more coming up.

And everyone should know, I love my teme -