A TorturedTourniquet Beta
OLA! How is everyone? I loved everyone's reviews. They made me feel great.
I would have had this up sooner but I had a problem logging in *sigh*
So I struck a deal with my beta, about the whole author and beta notes. So not to mess the flow, Tourniquet will be putting like an overall comment in the bottom author's note. As for my A/Ns they'll be in the story still, but tell you the truth I don't have many lol.
Just to say...Some characters get a little OOC in this chapter.
Now onto the third chapter to Angel!!!

Disclaimer: I'm too poor to own Naruto, I don't even own a picture of Naruto, unless you count the ones I've drawn of him.
Warning: If ya didn't get the jizz about this being yaoi from the first two chapters then you need to read more carefully. This is Yaoi! There is cursing, not here, but later. Lemons come later.....I think I start them in 20 odd chapters or so...lol

And he saw them again and knew it wouldn't be the same. How could he hope any different?

Kakashi left Naruto and the medical nin outside the home as he went in to check if everything was okay.

Sasuke was sleeping on his cot. He was sweating, tossing and turning, obviously having a bad dream. The jonin lightly kicked the raven in the side. Sasuke shot up, breathing heavily.

"I've brought you two visitors," Kakashi sighed. He took out his book and began idly reading. "I'll send in the medical nin first."

Kakashi walked out leaving Sasuke to stand up weakly. He came back with a pink haired girl, Sasuke's age. Her green eyes were dull, cast down to the floor.

It had been so long ago since Sasuke actually had a good look at her. When they had seen each other last, at Orochimaru's hide out, he was too occupied with revenge to look at her.

"I'll be outside the door if you need me," Kakshi said to the girl. Then he left.

Sakura put her pouch on the floor taking out her supplies. Not once did she look up at her old teammate. "Remove your robe and lay down," she spoke, her voice strangled, restrained.

Without struggle, the twenty-year-old man removed his clothing, standing nude. He laid down flat on the cot and shut his eyes.

Warm hands pressed down on his chest. Shakingly, they smoothed down his chest to his abdomen. Sasuke opened his eyes to look at her. The girl lifted her hands to hover over him and began to chant softly. She sighed and firmly pressed her hand down against his ribs.

The raven flinched in pain.

"Well," Sakura spoke, standing up. "Other then fatigue, you have a bruised rib. Nothing some more rest and medication can't handle."

She started to pack up the supplies she didn't even use. She, then, turned her back to him.

"Sakura," Sasuke sat up. He was going to speak again, when he saw her shaking. Suddenly the girl turned to face him, smiling.

"You missed so much since you were gone, Sasuke-kun," she faked glee. "We should catch up sometime." Then she left.

Kakashi walked back in, someone behind him, as if he was hiding from Sasuke's view. "I would like to remind you, there are ANBU standing watch. So don't be stupid," Kakashi said.

Sasuke sneered. "What do you expect me to do?" The raven pulled his robe back on. "Flash him to death?" He had yet to see him, but Sasuke knew who his visitor was.

"I was talking to Naruto," the jonin hissed, walking away, again.

The kitsune stood tall, fists clenched at his sides. His hair was longer, forming around his face better. "Sasuke."

"Naruto," the raven said.

"I'm glad you're back," Naruto whispered, a motion unlike himself. "Now I can finally give this back to you." The blonde took something from his pocket. He tossed it at the raven.

Sasuke looked down at his lap. It was his old forehead protector. Slashed through the leaf symbol and all.

He kept it all this time? the raven wondered in surprise. His onyx eyes looked back up at Naruto.

The kitsune was almost out the door when Sasuke called for him. "Naruto?"

Said man didn't turn around. Instead he let the raven speak again. "C-can..." Sauke sighed, moving a hand to rub his eyes. He was stuttering. Uchiha's definitely didn't stutter. "Can you just stay, for a little while?"

The raven truthfully missed the dobe. He missed the stupid smile and enthusiasm, though he would never admit it.

Naruto smiled softly. "No." Sasuke looked away, hurt. "I have plans. I'll be back tomorrow."

"Okay," Sasuke (actually) smiled also. So maybe there was hope for their friendship yet.

Naruto slurped down his ramen at a slower pace then usual.

"Hey Naruto, cheer up!" a scruffy man grinned.

"Huh?" The blonde looked up. Kiba still grinned at him, his own bowl before him. "Oh, sorry."

"So he's back," Ino said, poking her food with her chopsticks. "What are we supposed to do? Act like he never left?"

"I think we should try to make him feel better." Sakura sat between Naruto and Rock Lee. Lee's arm wrapped around her small shoulders. "He's been through a lot."

"Yeah? And what about the crap he put us through?!" Ino spat. Her blonde pony tail fell over her shoulder as she whipped her head.

"So troublesome," the yawning man at the edge of the booth said. His head rested against his palm. "We go after him, to bring him back. We failed. Now he came back himself and we argue what to do? Just plain troublesome."

"Shut up, Shikamaru!" Kiba barked. "You think every things troublesome!"

Across from Shikamaru, Naruto sighed. He stood wryly and yawned. "I'm gonna hit the sack. I gotta wake up early tomorrow, training with Granny Tsunade."

Sakura grabbed his tan hand. He smiled at her and bent down to peck her forehead. "Don't worry about me Sakura-chan. I'm fine."

Naruto grinned and waved good-bye. They all waved back. Then he left the ramen stand.

"You know," Kiba said after the blonde left. "I would think Naruto would be happier. Not all depressed like." He finished up his ramen.

"Yes, I must say, Naruto-kun has lost some of his enthusiastic youth power," the bushy-browed man noted.

"Well he is twenty now," Ino said. "He would loose some of that youth, eventually."

"I'm just saying," Lee spoke seriously. "Without Naruto's spark, we all lose our own spark."

Sakura snuggled against the green-clad man. "How would you feel if your closest friend finally came back after seven years of running away?"

"I would..." Ino thought aloud. "Be asking myself how to bring back that trust."

"Exactly," Sakura smiled softly. She stood up. "We should all get going." She looked at ther watch. "It's almost closing time."

He sighed for the billionth time that night. What a day it had been. Sasuke came back and it made the kitsune nervous and angry. Looking at the Uchiha again rose something in the pit of his stomach. A hurt feeling he wanted to forget.

How was he supposed to talk to Sasuke when the only thing he wanted to ask was, "How could you leave me?"

"Ahg!" Naruto whined. He pulled the orange pillow over his head. Sleep! I need to sleep! he yelled in his head.

Okay so it's not a cliffie this time lol. Next chapter we see what Naruto has been up to recently.
Now, I have to say this. I for one love Sakura and people who hate her blame her as being useless. But when you think about it, If she didn't have the part she did would there be a story like Naruto?
Tourniquet: We dunno. You tell us. You're the author with the grammar problems. Heheh.
Nati:....OH aren't you a flaming puto!...anyways, NO! It wouldn't be the same with out Sakura!. Right 'Tachi-chan?
Itachi: Don't call me that. I'm surprised the annoying pink thing didn't jump on my Otouto's dick when she was examining him. (avoiding question)
Nati: Hehehe No Sakura has matured as have all the others too... they are adults now. Plus she has someone else in her life ::cough::
Itachi: If your fans don't get the implications of who it is I'll shank them.
Nati: O.O "Jump on my Otouto's dick" "Shank her" ... Have you been reading You left me?
Itachi: The fact that you make me gangster in that has nothing to do with my dialect.
Nati: Yeah whatever TaTa-chan. ::runs really fast as Itachi tries to stab her with a kunai:: Please Review!!! ::runs even faster when Tourniquet tells Itachi that he has jutsus and Nati doesn't::

Love Natsuki Lee