Sasuke POV

I blink my eyes open, and I try to move. How long has it been? The pain radiating from my side stabs through me again, and I groan, biting into the rag holding my teeth together and my tongue down. Car horns roared past above us and I realized we were somewhere new.

"You're finally awake, little brother. I was afraid I'd made the drug too strong for a moment there. We had to move you because of security reasons, but no worries. Naruto came with us, though I'm not sure he knows that. Been kind of out of it these days, I'm sad to say. Never says anything and just stares up at the ceiling most of the time. He hasn't even eaten in two days. All he can answer me with is, 'yes sir'. Would you like to see him, Sasuke?"

I didn't even let myself hope now. Shame burned into my gut and I squeezed my eyes shut, letting myself go. But another blade of agony ripped through me and I jolted out of my release, gasping for air. My brother's lips twisted into a smile and he bent over.

"Would you like to see him? I'll let you, if you beg," he stared at me with cold, empty eyes, "I think he's trained now, and should be very obedient. Sorry I broke him completely though. I didn't mean to fuck him so much. He was just so tight, and he always screamed so loudly. Always in that cute little sob, 'help me, Sasuke. please help me' I honestly love the way he sounded back then, when he still resisted."

I just stared back at him, my heart cold. I did this. If I'd just left sooner. Some tiny gesture or some minuscule word caused this. Made him go after Naruto. I should never have even met the blonde. I wished right then that I could go back and stay indoors that night and not get drunk. Or not chase after him. Maybe he would've stayed alive. Like the sun.

Yes, he was the sun, shining so far out of my me, he'd come down to our level. And he's going to die because of me too. He's going to be extinguished and smothered and ground out of his life. A life that I never should've put in danger.

Silent tears poured down my bruised face, and I knew Itachi was still talking, but I couldn't hold on. I wasn't getting enough air, and my chest constricted. Maybe I should die too. Then we can be together, and maybe he'll forgive me. I can smell his shampoo. Warm, like honey and oranges. But there's his own scent too. Ramen. I think I might be smiling, because Itachi's kicking me again, and yelling. But I can't feel him.

I can't feel anything but my own slow heartbeat.

Kage POV

I can smell him. I can smell the night and the shampoo Sakura scrubbed into my hair when we got to San Francisco, but a faint lingering smell of blood and Sasuke wafts up from the bridge's asphalt. It goes underneath the brick and steel layers, and I pad over to the edge, gazing calmly out over the water, waves crashing loudly against the supports and the cement bottom. I can smell him from under the bridge. Squatting, I claw slowly at the sidewalk and uncover a thin sheet of aluminum after several layer of black stone and steel.

By now, the early morning is approaching and my outline is showing up to people driving past. I have a huge mound of metal and cement piled up, and claw through the aluminum, squeezing into the room beyond and yanking a few pieces of metal over the hole I've created. The room is dark and I can only see the door on the far wall. Otherwise I am alone.

Quietly turning the knob, I walk down the black hall, eyes pinpointing a tiny prick of light. There are raised voices now, and getting louder. One resounds deeply and my invisible hackles raise all the way down my spine.

"WAKE UP, YOU STUPID LITTLE BASTARD! YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ME THAT EASILY!"

"Sir, please! If you don't let me treat him, he will die," a timid voice squeaked and the roar that was spat at him made my skin quiver.

"SHUT UP AND FIX HIM BEFORE HE GETS AWAY! HE'S NOT ALLOWED TO DIE! NOT BEFORE i CATCH THAT LITTLE COCKSUCKER AND TORTURE THEM BOTH!"

I lean forward, and slip next to the door, pressed an ear firmly up against the wall. Thuds are coming from inside, and suddenly, the door creaks open. The thuds stop, and I shrink away slightly, unsure. In that split second, His scent wisps into my lungs, and I black out.

Naruto POV

I'm leaning on a shard of metal, fixing it into place and sealing off the last bit of repair work I had left. But Kyuubi doesn't want to go back. Without warning, I can smell Sasuke and my body reacts. I'm shoved forward into my body and my nerves come alive, fear stiffening my limbs and Kage darkens inside me, his memories gone for the moment. Kyuubi roars, and thrashes as his kage dies from the explosion of us returning to our body.

I feel his energy flow into my chest and I can breathe again, sucking in great lungfuls and letting my legs crouch. My eyes re-adjust and I'm staring down at the slit of light pouring from a semi-open door.

He's there, face only partially revealed on the floor, blood and tears mingling in a puddle under his cheek. Red hazes me for a second but I grab it and push it back down, slamming the door completely open and dodging the bullet fired at my head.

"Finally! I thought I heard a little scardey-cat meowing for a beating!" the voice crawled down my cheek and slid in a gooey slime down my back, making me hold a shudder.

"Give him back!" I scream, and launch myself at him, extending inch-long talons and raking them down his back as he turns to leap aside. He's slow. I claw furiously and rip aside his bullet-proof vest, a smug sense of superiority flashing through me. Like I need a gun.

"Get off me, you sick little fag! You freak!" He tosses me into the wall and corners me, snapping several rounds off into my legs and laughing. I scream and collapse for a moment ,until they heal completely, the shattered bone and tendon sealing back up without a scar. He comes closer and blasts more directly into my kneecaps, the lead going through my bones and breaking them into tiny shards, embedding past my legs into the ground.

"AAARRRGGGGHHHH!" I roar, and tears spring to my eyes. His face twists in a maniacal grin, but then I'm up and snapping at him, legs perfect and wrapped around his waist. He can't get the guns up and thrashes, slamming me into the wall to keep back my razor claws and my strong jaw from tearing him apart.

"Give him back, you filthy bastard!" I scream, and I can hear sirens calling from far away, hardly audible over Sasuke's low breathing. I'm wholly zeroed in on that one sound, focusing on it's rise and fall.

"Why don't you just make me, you damn little faggot!" He rips his coat off and it falls around me as I land, blocking my view for a second to long. His boot slams into my gut and grinds down. Pain slices into me and I gasp, yelling and writhing.

"Yes!" I freeze, staring in bewilderment up at him. His eyes have a wild light to them. Like glee. "That's it! Struggle! You have to struggle just like that later when I'm fucking you!"

Cold dread crept down my sides and I listened to him rant in horror.

"I'm going to screw you into the floor as he watches and break you just like I tolf him I did! Then, as he sobs for you, I'll kill you and break him too! It'll be so much fun!" He laughs and crushes my ribs.

Finally, I sink my fangs into his ankle and try hard to snap it off before his kick connects with my chin, sending my flying. I hit the wall and groan, energy rushing through me and fixing my ribs and my punctured lung quickly, coursing around and melding tiny cuts and hurts.

I stand again and stare at him for a moment, trying to think of something...anything to say.

For the first time, I'm speechless. He's just so...wrong.

Inside and out, he makes me want to kill him.

And I give in, crouching and sprinting at him, reaching out one arm and catching his neck.

But he ducks at the last minute and I slid across the wall, landing on all fours, back arching where my red-orange fur would be standing upright and stiffened. He laughs and levels the gun again, holding something shiny. He's got a row of tranquilizers lined up, and seems to know that I can't heal forever.

I slip into the shadowy part, watching the man move into the single light bulb's aura. His face is just as I remember. Two age-lines one his cheeks and dark, empty, dead eyes glaring at me. His hair is greasy and smooth in a pony-tail, black shirt clinging to his shape. He runs at me and grabs my hair.

I've underestimated his speed, and snarl, lashing out with my nails and catching him under his right eye, a long streak of crimson burning at my fingertips. Blood leaks down and stains my pants.

Sasuke, on the floor, is unconscious, and I look only at him, dodging the bullets as I edge nearer to his limp form.

please...no. not that. anything but being alone.

I can feel my body restricting our movement and release it, snapping into force and crying out as a bullet strikes home, embedding itself in my leg. The path to it heals, but it's still there, and I can't walk, sticking a finger deep into my own flesh and gritting my teeth as I dig the small piece of metal out, the wound fixing itself and leaving only the faintest impression of discomfort.

Then, jumping and twisting, I catch his jaw and hear a solid crack, a loud scream, and another shot. More Pain flares in my neck at the round edge grazes me and is suddenly gone.

Now we both back off, my breath calm and steady, his heaving.

"What...what the fuck are you? You fucking FREAK!" He yells and fires repeatedly, lead slamming into my stomach, surprising me. I can sense Kyuubi failing and Seize the flesh of my gut, ripping out the bullets before it can heal over, letting them drop on the floor like bloody metal raindrops. Energy is being depleted as I scar over thinly, ridges of ugly white marring my once smooth abdomen.

He loads a tranquilizer and I shoot into the shadows, slinking around him until I can charge and nail him square on the vulnerable part of his neck with my full force. I only regret he won't live long enough to feel it snap.

But he whirls and catches me off guard, pulling the trigger and sending enough formula to knock an elephant out into my already pulsing veins, setting them on fire as Kyuubi burns it out and takes the drowsiness away. It had already begun taking effect, which meant it was very, very powerful. Snapping it out, I threw it on the floor and hid in the shadows again. But his eyes were starting to adjust now and he fired fast, a needle puncturing right below my arm pit and shoving the brew into me again.

I could feel my lids drooping when the red liquid fire poured into me once more and I charged. I was off-balance and skidded into his chest, knocking the wind from both of us as we fell and rolled over. He had me pinned now, and I struggled. As he realized what had happened, a sickening smirk took over his face and he leaned down to lick my cheek, growling, "Just like this. You'll hate me at first, but soon you'll beg for it, and of course-I'll oblige. Over and over and over."

A bullet smashed into him and he spun on the ground. Jumping up, I saw a blonde woman with four pony tails holding one of our spare rifles and aiming it directly at Itachi's heart.

"Duck, Naruto!" she yelled and I flattened out of it's path, hearing it squelch into a fleshy piece of Itachi that regrettably couldn't have been his heart. Turning and readying again, I saw him dragging his thigh and gritting his teeth.

"Damn you, you bitch!" He snarled and whipped out a pistol, firing at her wildly. She ducked behind the wall and didn't come out again.

Focusing on me again, he squeezed the rest of his bullets out and jumped at me, landing on his feet when I leap out of the way. Looking down, I realize I'm right beside Sasuke. At last. But his body is bruised and blackened, blood flowing from a large mess of cuts on one side and his eyes don't flicker or twitch like they usually do. For a terrifying half-a-second, I think he's dead already. But his chest rises very slowly.

I can hardly hear Sasuke breathing, and it's shallow and rapid.

He's hyperventilating.

please...not alone. i'd rather die. please let me die if he dies. let me not be alone anymore...

From the hall there's more yelling and shouting. Shika runs into the room and Sakura slams the door to splinters as the follows him, taking in the scene all at once. I still stare at the silent, tied up form on the ground, my heart fluttering weakly. not alone...

please.

She sees Sasuke and runs over, gasping and falling to the floor as a hollow bang rings out. I stare at her unmoving shape too, and feel a fresh tide of red rise up in my throat. It's like bile and I try to swallow, finding my throat dry.

But there's more gunfire and I glance to Shika as he raises his own gun, and a tiny trickle of blood comes from his mouth. Just as he opens his mouth, another death punches into his side and he doubles over, gasping for air. His gun is useless, gripped in his frozen hand. Collapsing, he and Sakura block the door and Itachi re-centers his gaze on me. It's time to start again.

Kyuubi roars, and now I don't have any ground to stand on, swaying as the ground rises up to me and the haze sweeps over my sight. I think of only one thing, gaze fixed on the raven in front of me.

please don't let me be alone when i wake up. anything but being alone.

Itachi POV(say goodbye)

This has to be a fucking joke. This kid is insane. I've shot him dozens of times already, but he doesn't have a goddamn SCRATCH! What the fucking shit is that about? Sasuke is still passed out and the blonde is standing over there watching him. But satisfaction swells in me. He can only take so much of this.

Him and Kyuubi.

Once I saw that monster in his eyes, I have to admit I looked up his name. What a joke. That kid? A demon? But now that I see him in front of me, healing from fresh wounds and those blades he calls nails. The way his eyes flash red when he looks at little brother. Is it even possible?

How fun it would be to fuck a demon like this. I can already picture Sasuke's poor face, watching my cock make his boyfriend bleed and sob for help. But I try to focus, knowing that this kid could actually kill me if I'm not careful.

But before I can even shoot him again, he collapses. Grinning, I feel joy spread through me. Of course it would be too much stress for him to handle. Walking over to him, I check his pulse. He's alive. Wrapping him up, I'm about to tie the knot when red explodes at me, and I feel sharp hot pain sear into my face and throat. My vision dims and I fall to the concrete over Sasuke. What the hell was that? Looking up, I can see only red and black.

Fury pounds into me and I shrink back from those eyes. Those blood red eyes, staring at me. Into me. Suddenly they're blue again, and the blood dripping from his jaw it less intimidating. I rise to my knees and pull out the other darts, slamming them into the fist that has me pressed to the ground. He gasps and cradles it, pulling the needles out. But instead of passing out, he glares at me and I hear a faint crack, black eroding my sight.

Claws hang over me and drip crimson. My neck is bent at the ceiling.

His eyes watch me, crystalline blue glittering with hate until he looks beneath me at Sasuke. Love swells and flows into tears, as I grow ignorant to the world.

Sasuke POV

there's darkness all around me. i can feel only a constant ache of pain in my limbs and i remember what happened slowly. more pain comes, but into my chest now, and a hand wraps around my heart, squeezing mercilessly.

naruto's dying.

if he's not fighting, he's not okay. that's what ive learned over these past months. if for one moment you don't find some sort of fierce determination gleaming in those dark sapphire eyes, he's not the same. he's hurting.

i struggle to what feels like im standing, but i can't see anything. i only feel the throb of pain like waves on a sandbar. im a million miles away when His voice calls to me. of course im dreaming, but i can't help crying when it sinks into me, filling me with love and new sadness.

i'll never hold him in my arms again. never smell that heady shampoo and whisper ;i love you' into his hair again. never sigh and feel him holding my hand again. never see my dobe again.

'sasuke. sasuke you have to wake up now! you can't leave me alone! you can't leave me alone!" his voice tingles against my abused skin and i can smell him. he feels so close but i know better.

'sasuke! teme you have to get up now! wake up! don't leave me alone. don't die! please don't die!" he sounds like he's right beside me, but i look and see only shadows. i blink. shadows...before there was nothing.

i wasn't even seeing anything at all. trying to walk forward, i can feel my eyes trying to open. i thought they were already open. well that's stupid. blinking again, i feel how heavy they are.

maybe i can't open them. fear hits me, and i try harder, almost lifting them with my fingers. finally, they open a crack and light beams in.

the sun. i can see the sun.

THE LOWERCASES ARE ON PURPOSE! They're there to emphasize that Sasuke is close to death. sorry if i confused you:P Hope you guys understood that last bit! Love you and you have to review or I won't finish the story...maybe.

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