The three finally landed at their feet, at least Madara and Kabuto did. The masked man still held on tightly to the shivering body of the bleeding blond.

Naruto was too afraid to even open up his eyes. He was even too afraid to turn his head in his utmost position of leaning against the chest of the large man. His body was shaking uncontrollably but he couldn't understand why? Oh, that's right. I heard them telling me something about some...Sodium...Valcate...no, Sodium Valproate. Damn side effects are messing with me.

The teen's breathing caught in his throat and his entire chest heaved. He froze for a second only to stop in pain and have a seizure run through his entire system. He coughed for breath only to find none. I can't breathe! He thrashed in his hold, hoping to find release and oxygen along the way.

"Naruto, cut it out." The masked man tightened his grip around the blond. He only continued to struggle and fight against the pressing fingers. "Naruto!"

He gasped for breath and fought desperately, hoping to have release from his hold. I-I can't breathe! "Can't...breathe..." His muffled voice sounded strained and painful.

Kabuto looked the way the boy was and let out a sinister chuckle. "Madara. He said he can't breathe."

"Goddammit!" The masked man growled and set down the boy, keeping his head up and removing the gag.

As soon as he was freed of that restraint he coughed and sputtered; gasping for as much breath as his lungs could take before he was forced to exhale. "Ghah!" *Cough.

Madara placed his hand against Naruto's chest and after placing his fingers atop the side of the boy's throat; checking for his heartbeat. "Kabuto, his heart is beating too fast."

The cloaked man bent down and felt at the whiskered teen's chest as well. "Yes, I see what you mean. He's in shock, I suppose."

"From what?"

"Haha..."

"Ah, I see." Madara also chuckled.

Naruto turned his head away from the two. Blood continued to trail down his chin and into his shirt; staining it slightly. "Bastards..." He was brought back into the air by the man and he was frightened by the sudden movement, nearly feeling himself go nauseous. He clenched his teeth together as he felt a cold shiver run up his spine. He closed his eyes and sighed. Somehow...someway...I'm going to have to make it through this. I'm going to make it no matter what. I'll never give up!

He felt the arms underneath him shift as he was thrown to the ground. His body seemed to crunch beneath him onto the cold stone, his injured leg and arm spitting out large spurts of red liquid. "Gah! Fuck! Damn bastard fucking hell!"

A chuckle behind him. The man in the red cloak bent down next to the groaning blond. "Who's the 'damn bastard fucking hell?'"

Naruto spat out. "The both of you!"

Madara was heard laughing slightly. "Right. Yes, we are."

"What the hell is your problem?!"

The masked man stepped over and bent down beside Kabuto the exact same way. He extended a finger and poked at one of Naruto's whisker-like marks at which he gritted his teeth and growled. This only caused the Uchiha to chuckle again. "Are we going to have fun with you..."

Naruto couldn't help but have a shred of fear radiate off himself. His eyes widened self-consciously until he realized what his mind was performing and furrowed his eyebrows at the two staring down at him.

Kabuto pushed the glasses with an index finger. "Afraid, are we, Naruto-kun?"

He didn't answer.

"Now that Sasuke isn't here I don't have to follow by his child-ish little rules." Madara smacked the boy softly across his cheek. "You're going to have to deal with me more than you can handle."

Rules? More than I can handle? What the hell?

"Kabuto, undo his ropes. You know what to do."

A smile followed by the cloaked man to lift himself from the ground and position himself behind Naruto. He felt the ropes removed but didn't dare to move for Madara was over him and pointing a kunai at his throat. The ropes were soon not long after replaced by metal shackles that were placed behind his back. As soon as they were clipped on the blond felt his chakra highly deteriorate. He felt more weak than he had felt not long before.

All Madara had to say was, "Chakra-resistants" and he automatically knew why he felt so weak.

"And to make this a bit more fun..." The Uchiha pulled out the red gag and held it for a while in front of the blond before wrapping it around his eyes.

"H-hey, what the hell?!"

He laughed beneath his breath and once again poked at a whisker-like mark. "Let the games begin."