Hey dudes. So, right now im at the public library, and I just now finished this. I have to type here to be able to get this piece of fine yaoi to you:) Enjoy. Hope u like it.
'Now That I've Found You" by Allison Krauss
He leaned forward, raven hair obscuring his eyes, and helped Naruto into his car.
Putting his arms securely around the blonde's bruised legs and gently wrapping him in a warm blanket, the Uchiha lifted the smaller teen into his black Volvo.
The seats were padded and there was another comfy blanket on the floorboard, as he carefully tucked his friend into a suitable position.
The past day had been tension filled, and the blonde wouldn't let anyone but Sasuke get near him when he was awake. As he slept, the raven practically hissed at anyone who came within three yards of his friend, his eyes promising a slow death.
Now, as they got buckled in and Sasuke drove them back to the school, he hummed the same tune he had before, and kept glancing at the blonde. Naruto was asleep, medicines greatly reducing his pain but knocking him out.
The raven had insisted to inject it, growling at the nurse when she tried to get at the blonde beside him. She dropped the needle on the bed and left, Naruto smiling wanly at Sasuke.
Since rejecting Tsunade's idea, he hadn't spoken. Not once.
They pulled into an especially reserved spot that Kakashi had fenced off for them, and Sasuke hurried to go around and get Naruto. He decided to go back for the meds, gently lifting the other yet again, and walking towards his dorm.
A group of boy came out and watched Sasuke until he turned their way, glaring them into movement. He'd gone past them, kicking open the door and proceeding to the elevator nearest them. He punched the button and prayed for an empty car.
As the doors slid open, two girls stepped out, and gasped at him, scurrying past and staring when he went in. The doors shut. Naruto whimpered and shifted, his head falling deeper onto the raven's chest, golden hair brushing his bandaged cheeks.
He really is small, Sasuke thought, watching the other sleep. His face softened, and he reached up slowly to brush the hair out of the kitling's face. Small and fragile.
I miss him smiling, the raven realized, not for the first time.
He sighed, and walked back out, onto his floor, as the doors slid open again. Briskly, he strode over to his door and knocked with his foot. Kakashi opened up, his visible eye curving up.
"Hey Sasuke. Your keys on the bed and the notes from both your classes are going to be e-mailed to you. Anko's coming by tomorrow to check up on you. Tsunade only told her that Naruto was sick," he added when the raven scowled.
Waving off further questions, the silver-haired man walked past, and called, "If I don't go now, I won't be able to give my class any work at all. Tell the kid I hope he feels better."
Going in, Sasuke wondered at how weird it was. This whole situation.
Everywhere around him, people went on with their own, normal lives. But to him, and especially Naruto, it seemed like the world was crashing down around them, trapping them in one single moment. One terror.
He was still musing as he laid the blonde down beside the set of keys on his comforter, and went to go to the bathroom, turning a lamp on as he passed it. As he turned away from the toilet, however, he heard something. Something he dreaded.
A quiet whine was coming from his bedroom, and he zipped his pants back up quickly, sprinting out of the restroom. The low-pitched sound was coming from Naruto, and he was flicking his head around slightly, his lids moving as his eyes roved in his dream.
"Ngh…no," he whispered, his voice a dry croak from the day' disuse.
He shifted again and let out a distressed whimper when his ass ground harshly against the mattress. The raven took three long strides and was next to him, his mask fallen and a look of worry on his pale features.
"Naruto. Naruto, wake up. It's only a nightmare. Just a bad dream," he murmured gently, fingers moving quickly to stroke the other's hair from his face. He felt Naruto tense, and reluctantly removed his touch, wishing he could do more.
"Please…N-no. Stop, I'm begging you. Stop, please!"
He shrieked, and thrashed, pain ricocheting through his slight frame. Sasuke disregarded the blonde's objections and sat down next to him, wrapping his firm arms softly around the other, and cooed gently into his hair, restricting his wriggling.
"You're safe. It's only a bad dream. It's only a horrible, horrible dream," the raven repeated, and wasn't sure who he was saying it to. Him or Naruto. He began to rock back and forth, lifting the blonde into his lap and being carefully for his rear.
As they rocked together, Sasuke hummed, and felt warm splashes on his bare arms, tucking the blonde under his chin and hummed louder, as if it would chase away the horror of what his friend went through. Of what he'd made happen. He felt his own tears well up and threaten to run down his pale, angular cheeks.
Forcing the lump down his throat, the raven blinked hard and hummed even louder. The screams had stopped, and now the whimpers were fading as Naruto calmed slowly down.
"Safe. It's only a dream, Naruto." He stopped rocking, murmuring into the other's golden spikes.
"S'ske?" The thrashing died down, and blue eyes flickered open below the tears that never spilled.
"Are you awake?" the Uchiha asked as he quit humming, loosening his grip on the blonde and backing up gently, trying to look directly into the azure eyes.
They were misty and wet.
Smaller fingers gripped him and Naruto collapsed, crying quietly into Sasuke's chest.
"I can't…" he wept, pressing deeper into the raven's strong arms, trying to swallow the huge lump in his throat.
"Shh…it was just a horrible, horrible dream. You're safe. I've got you," Sasuke whispered, starting to rock him again. They sat in a silence; the only sound was the soft crying and the bed as it creaked under their movement.
"I'm sorry Sasuke," Naruto muttered after a little while, his tears drying on the other's soft black T-shirt.
"For what, dobe?"
"For mixing you up in my life," Naruto croaked, his voice telling the raven he was about to cry again.
He cries so easily now.
"I don't get mixed up in anything, I—"
"Leap into whatever the hell you want to," Naruto finished for him, his cracked and dry lips breaking into a smile.
Then, silently, Sasuke pulled away just enough to put his face right in front of the blonde's. He gave him that crooked smile, and voiced the un-spoken promise he'd already made to himself.
He'd told himself this as he carried Naruto through the storm, and as they'd driven to the hospital. He'd said it everyday, everytime he thought of the nightmare they were in.
"We'll get through this together, dobe. They can't hurt you." Not anymore, or ever again.
The other's eyes widened, and he didn't say anything. No tears came up again. Not crying. He just stared. And Sasuke understood, shaking his head. They stared at each other, blue eyes searching the pale face.
I'm not worth it, Sasuke.
"Lies."
Why? How do you know? How can you possibly know for sure?
"Truth?"
Yes? Please?
"Because you're the best friend I've ever had, dobe."
Without another word, the raven got up, gently lowering Naruto onto the bed and covering him up. He went around and got the remote, turning on the Tv and handing it to his friend.
"I'm going to go take a hot shower, okay?" Call if you need me. For anything.
The blonde nodded, watching the other as is he wasn't real. Like he'd disappear if unobserved.
As he turned the water on, he let himself sink into the deep recesses of his mind. He stripped his clothes off and watched the mirror fog up, leaving the door cracked. Then, stepping into the hot stream, Sasuke sighed for the umpteenth time, stress leaking from him.
He leaned against the tiled wall, resting his tired body, and sunk down to the slick bottom of his tub. The raven could hear the speaker on the television as Naruto turned it up.
"Yes, Mai. Four men were found this morning outside the local shopping center, gagged and tied up. They were immediately rushed to the hospital, only to be told they wouldn't be treated."
Sasuke's brow raised.
"S-Sasuke!"
The high-pitched shriek came from the bedroom and he frowned. Getting up quickly and almost falling back over, the raven wrapped a towel around him, coming out at a fast slip-walk from the now steamy bathroom. He blinked and sped up. Naruto was cowering on the bed, blanket pulled up over his head, and the whole thing was quivering. The television was lighting up the area and showed four faces.
It was the men. Tthe same men who hurt Naruto.
He leapt for the wide flat screen, and searched irately for the power button. He missed, and the channel was flipped to a soap opera, and a dressed up woman cried as she stomped out of view. He sighed, and tightened the towel that was threatening to fall.
(Hehheh. Poor fans. Poor, poor, perverted fangirls...and perhaps fanguys;)
Sasuke turned around, rubbing his dripping face, and spoke softly, "Naruto? Its fine now. You can come out again. There's just some queers making drama now."
The golden head popped hesitantly back up, and blinked slowly, nodding.
"I'm gonna go back now, alright? Don't wanna get the carpet completely soaked through. Tsunade can only handle so much."
The other nodded, and tried to smile. Sasuke shook his hair again, and headed back to the still running shower. This time, as he entered, he grabbed the soap and lathered up, trying to rub the tension from his body all over again. Squeezing out shampoo, he massaged his scalp, and heard a knock at the door.
His eyes narrowed, and he heard a semi-cry of, "Sasuke?" echo from the outside. He cursed his still soapy hair and grabed the damp towel. Once again wrapping himself in it, he carefully stepped out of the tub and opened the door, signaling to Naruto to turn the TV down.
He heard the noise fade and yanked the door open, glaring at the knocker. Shikamaru gazed back, unperturbed by his hostile-ness.
For a moment though, even his silence was bathed in unvoiced laughter. He watched a thick glob of suds fall to the floor between them, and raised a brow.
"Nice hair. Here. Tsunade told me to give this to you. Troublesome, but it gets me outta class, so..." He trailed off, as if that explained everything.
The raven dropped his fury a notch or two, snatching up the thick packet that the brunette handed over. He turned and asked quietly, "So?"
Sasuke's eyes narrowed again, and stared at his back, muttering, "So What?"
"Why is Tsunade sending you meds and bandages?" Shika asked, just as gently as the first time."
Not saying anything, he glanced back at his dorm, turning to Naruto with a question in his face, all anger dissolved. The blonde's eyes widened and the unsaid word echoed loudly.
Please.
Sasuke nodded and shook his head as he turned back to Shikamaru, who was still facing away from him.
"Ask her," he hissed, and shut the door quietly, tucking the big packet under his drying arm, and felt a drop of soap slidecdown his pale angular cheekbones. He turned to Naruto.
"I'll finish up and then we'll change the wrapping on your cheeks, alright?" he murmured, knowing the blonde could hear him clearly. Naruto nodded, and watched as he went back to the bathroom.
As he dropped the pack on the counter, he unwrapped his towel, getting back in. The water was cold. He cursed and danced around, holding back tiny squeals that would be most un-Uchiha like. Rinsing his thick black hair out, he turned off the water and stepped out, grabbing a fresh, and dry, towel from the rack.
As he shook his thick bangs and sighed, he re-wrapped the clean cloth around his waist, grabbing the big brown package and went out, shutting off the light as he left the stuffy room.
The air-conditioning hit his with an almost audible "Burhrr," and he shivered, pulling the pack closer like a shield. He tossed it to the couch then, and set about at the dresser, pulling out his light grey pants and black tee. One of very many neutral outfits.
The only colors in the big dresser was a drawer on the top that housed Naruto's orange and black shirts and boxers. He sighed again, bypassing it with only a glance.
"You sigh alot," a voice behind him murmured. He froze, and blinked, relaxing again.
"You spoke?" it was a statement, but said more like a question.
"Maybe."
Silence resumed, but it was a soft one, craddling both traumitized teens in it's arms.
So? Reviews, Reviews, Reviews!
Oh, i'm also going to cancel Forgotten Bonds, and start another school one, so mail me if you want the FB&BH story
to continue it. I'll send it to you via e-mail if so. I'll decide after the 21st of this month.
New one's gonna be good.*fangirl squee*
Gotta go to Wal-mart now. It's in Neosho, Missouri. Love you guys, see ya nxt time.