Things are revealed. Naruto is finally released. Kurama has more issues.
Notes:PREPARE YOUR BUTTS! Shit's about to get real up in this bitch. (There is no non-con in this chapter. I just like saying 'prepare your butts'. XD)
So... sorry if this one is a few hours late. My sister came over for a visit and it prevented me from being able to feed my story more of my blood, sweat, and tears. :P
Hope you guys enjoy this chapter!
ON WITH THE SHOW!
Chapter TextSasuke groaned shifting in his bed to pop his spine before rolling over. Black eyes focused in on the time blinking back at him from his alarm clock. He swallowed dryly, licking his lips before pushing himself up and sliding out of bed. His head felt like a hammer was steadily pounding nails into his brain. And his eyes felt like they were being jabbed by hot pokers.
Stumbling into his bathroom he gripped the edges of his sink, lowering his head as he panted in pain. His skin prickled with an icy hot pain, his muscles felt like mush. Slowly he lifted his head, his sight so blurry from the pain he couldn't focus on his reflection in the mirror. Blinding pain shot through his eyes and brain that he let out a bone-chilling cry, landing on his knees as he gripped his head, clenching his eyes closed.
"Don't be such a baby, you'll give the Uchiha a bad name."
Sasuke shot up, looking around with wide eyes. "Wh-who's there? How.. how did you get in my home?"
A dark chuckle echoed around Sasuke. "I'm not in your home, boy."
Shaky hands gripped at the sink, pulling himself back up. "If you're not...in my home... Where...are you?" He looked up at the mirror and went stock still. That was not his reflection.
A cruel smirk spread along the face reflecting back at Sasuke. "Hello, Sasuke. Do you know who I am?" Red and black eternal Mangekyou Sharingan eyes stared right through Sasuke.
"You're..." What color Sasuke did have drained from his face and he stumbled back, landing against the bathroom wall. "This isn't possible! You're... you're dead !"
Madara chortled, his eyes narrowing in cruel humor. "I'm inside you, boy. I may be without my body, but I am very much alive." He crossed his arms over his chest, pinning Sasuke with a look. "Did you really think you were brilliant enough to figure out a henge that couldn't be detected? Or that you figured out how to create a seal to keep someone unconscious? What about how you discovered that you could buy seals that hide your chakra? And let us not forget the very real, very intelligent and capable clone going to school for you." He gave a huffed laugh. "You foolish boy."
Sasuke stared wide-eyed at the reflection in the mirror. His breath ceasing as Madara explained that he hadn't been as cunning and capable as he originally thought. "That...was you?"
Lifting a dark brow the smirk staying on the twisted face in Sasuke's mirror. "Of course it was. Now get ready. I want to see my blond cutie." He grinned, a sick twisted gleam in Madara's eyes.
"Wh-... Do you mean... Naruto...?" Sasuke growled, sneering at Madara. "He's mine."
Madara barked a laugh, his head even tilting back from it. The sound bordering on insane. "You silly, stupid little boy." He chuckled, shaking his head. "You couldn't handle him no matter how strong you get." He smirked. "Not without me anyway."
Sasuke's eyes widened. "What are you saying...? You can make me stronger? Make him notice me?"
A knowing grin greeted Sasuke. "I can do so much more than just that. I'm not quite fully recovered from my trip here. So I am unable to leave your body. Until that day comes, we will just have to share." He lifted a brow, looking sternly at Sasuke. "You will listen to me and obey, do you understand? If you fight me at all I will take over and lock you in the back of your mind." He growled. "Do not test me on this, you will fail."
Sasuke's heart hammered in his chest. "Yes! I'll do anything!" He moved near the mirror, gripping the sink again. "Make me strong and powerful, Madara-sama..."
Madara nodded, smirking once again. He had the boy wrapped around his little finger. Sasuke was easy to read. Aside from that fact, Madara had unfettered access to the boy's mind. He knew how to twist and manipulate this Uchiha child.
"Then get ready and go to the hospital." Madara's image rippled in the mirror before dropping away to reflect Sasuke's face normally.
Another week went by while Inoichi worked with Naruto to prepare him for release the next week. The Yamanaka taught Naruto coping methods, ways to get himself out of an anxiety or panic attack. Taught the boy how to understand his emotions so he could better manage them. He also gave Naruto a journal to write his dreams in, as well as triggers he notices before a panic attack hits. That way they could look at the information and find ways to work around those triggers, or ways to completely avoid them for the time being.
He continued needing his shots throughout the day and at night. Sometimes his PTSD episodes would break through the drugs, and on some of those occasions, he had to be restrained and heavily sedated. Even with those hiccups, he continued to improve throughout the week. Naturally, he wasn't cured, nor would he be cured in the near future.
All Inoichi could do was guide Naruto through the darkness and pain. Kakashi also helped, as did his summons. Shiba had taken to staying out, practically living in the hospital room with Naruto. Kakashi didn't mind, the ninken seemed to help Naruto in many ways. Where a human failed to help keep him calm or reel in his anxiety, Shiba did it with ease. Kakashi and Inoichi figured out that because Shiba was a ninken he wasn't threatening or dangerous in Naruto's mind. Shiba was safe.
Kakashi visited more frequently than he had before. Visiting Naruto daily, sometimes twice a day. He was increasingly suspicious of Shusuke and even discussed it with the Hokage who also got weird vibes from the nurse. Shusuke always seemed to be somewhere close by, having taken most of the responsibilities for Naruto, leaving Tomoko to be the assistant instead of the other way around. Any time Shusuke was in the room he appeared to stand possessively near Naruto and found any medical way to be able to touch the boy. It was extremely unnerving and awkward.
Shikamaru and Kiba visited daily, and always together. Like they didn't want the other to visit Naruto alone. And with a strange turn, Kiba stopped bring Akamaru along almost completely. Inoichi had pulled the boys aside at one point to tell them to keep their physical affections to a bare minimum as Naruto was still very easily triggered by physical touch from another human, particularly males. The two future genins didn't really understand why only knowing that Naruto had been tortured and hurt. They had no idea Naruto had been sexually assaulted repeatedly.
Throughout the week Naruto and Kurama tried to contact each other. They could feel one another, feel each other's chakra, but they couldn't make a deep enough connection to actually speak to one another. It could have been the distance, or it could have been something else entirely. There was no way to tell until Kurama got to him.
And Kurama was most certainly trying to get to Naruto. The only problem was his body had suffered over usage of chakra. His chakra coils refused to give him access to his chakra so he could move better. His body was extremely weak from his rush from Uzushio to Otafuku. The twins Akihiro and Akihiko looked after Kurama, helping him to walk around, providing him with a room to sleep in, they fed him, helped him bathe. He would never admit it out loud, but he was eternally grateful to the twins for helping him in one of his darkest hours.
He hated that his human form wouldn't listen to him, that he wasn't used to it and had overwhelmed it, nearly burning it out. It was different from chakra exhaustion, he had an endless supply. No, his corrosive, intensely massive chakra spent his body. And because his chakra was used to his original fox form it was not co-existing with his human form, which had vast differences from his fox form and different kinds of weaknesses. His chakra and body were still getting acquainted.
But, even though his body was weakened and in need of rest, he used his chakra in other ways. Making contact with Naruto in any way he could, trying to soothe the torrential chakra of his kit. He could tell every time he reached to Naruto that something was very, very wrong. Either Naruto was blocking Kurama, or he was sealed with something, or he was heavily drugged. Whatever it was, it was preventing them from fully connecting. Kurama could go into their shared mindspace, but every time he tried to yank Naruto into it Naruto slipped through his fingers like water.
Kurama was becoming increasingly desperate to get to his kit. Every day that week he would push his body, begging it to heal fully and let him get going. He would only admit it to himself, but he was scared. Scared that he couldn't get to Naruto, scared that Naruto was in trouble or hurt, scared that his body would fail him completely and he would end up dying and dispersing before he could reach Naruto.
Naruto stared at Inoichi, Kakashi, Shusuke, and his doctor. "What?" His voice conveyed his disbelief. "I'm... I'm not ready to leave yet! You don't get to decide when I'm better !" He backed away from the group, moving around his bed to put it between him and the monsters who want him to check out of the hospital.
Inoichi lifted a brow. "Naruto, I see no reason to keep you here any longer. You're going quite well, and with the medications, I have prescribed you will continue to improve." He sighed, not moving from his spot, glancing at Kakashi to help him. Especially since Kakashi's summon, Shiba, wasn't helping them at all and was standing in front of Naruto protectively.
Kakashi looked at Shiba. "Really? You're siding with him? He can't stay here any longer Shiba. It's been a month!" He took a step forward, stopping from taking another step when Shiba growled at him, his grey eye widening in shock.
Shiba narrowed his eyes, taking a firm defensive stance. "If Naruto doesn't want to leave, then I won't let him be forced to." He bared his teeth. Kurama would be very happy Naruto had someone like Shiba on his side.
Shusuke stepped forward next to Kakashi. "Naruto...it's time for you to rejoin life in Konoha." His voice was gentle, coaxing. "It'll be okay. You're safe in Konoha." That was true, except for the fact that the very person who hurt was standing in that very hospital room trying to persuade him to leave the hospital. Not that anyone but Sasuke knew that. And even then, all Sasuke knew was that Madara was somehow sealed or trapped or merged with him. He had no idea what Madara had done to Naruto. He had no clue that Naruto's bloody arrival was all Madara's fault.
Madara curled within Sasuke, guiding him in how to deal with Naruto. It had helped immensely over the past week. Sasuke had been able to manipulate the blond into trusting Shusuke even while others seemed extremely wary of him.
Kakashi narrowed his eyes at Shusuke. "It's about time you dropped the henge, Sasuke." The copynin said it firmly, offering no room for argument.
Shusuke stiffened, turning some to look at Kakashi with wide eyes. Madara swore within Sasuke's mind before nudging the boy to obey the copynin. He looked back at Naruto, swallowing tightly before looking down.
The henge dropped, revealing the 12-year-old Uchiha. He looked up through his bangs and over at Naruto. "I...I can explain Naruto.." He stepped forward.
Naruto's eyes widened drastically as he watched Shusuke become Sasuke. He looked at his classmate then at Kakashi and then back at Sasuke when he started to speak. "You… This whole time…" He stepped back towards the open window.
"I was worried about you… They wouldn't let me see you… I just…" Sasuke frowned, trying to organize his thoughts while listening to Madara. Sasuke looked behind him, at the adults. He didn't want to voice and show his emotions in front of them. He knit brow, looking back at Naruto, his gaze pleading.
Blue eyes softened as Naruto watched Sasuke, the boy he's known since their first day at the Academy. The same boy who betrayed him and ran to Orochimaru for power. The same boy who tried to kill him multiple times, and nearly succeeded a couple of those times. Naruto had lived half a lifetime with the Uchiha standing just feet away from him. And it made his heart clench at the memories.
Hesitantly, Naruto moved around the hospital bed, nearing Sasuke but keeping an arm's length away from the other. Just enough space for the Uchiha to not be able to touch him, and if he attacked, Naruto could move quick enough, even while on that delightful cocktail of medications.
Sasuke watched Naruto, hope in his expression as he saw the blond get closer to him before stopping just out of reach. Even Madara held his breath. Sasuke whispered just loud enough for Naruto to hear him. "I never realized...how alike we are... How...central to my life...you are." He swallowed tightly. "Not until I saw you being carried into the hospital and I didn't see you for twelve days..." He went to reach out to the other boy but stopped himself. "You kept...screaming...when you saw me." Pain laced itself through Sasuke's voice. "And then I wasn't allowed to see you.." he sucked in a sharp breath. "So I hid in a henge..."
Naruto smiled sadly at Sasuke, shaking his head. "I... I get it now..." He closed some of the gap between them. "Even though we fought constantly, you made the loneliness less suffocating..."
Sasuke nodded desperately, taking a step forward, meeting Naruto halfway. "You're not mad at me...? For the henge...?" Naruto shook his head, his expression softening further. Sasuke turned then, looking at the adults and speaking with a confidence none had seen before. "If he's scared to leave the hospital, he can come live with me until he's ready to be on his own again."
Naruto's eyes widened, his lips parting in shock. "Sasuke..."
Inoichi narrowed his eyes skeptically. "If that is what Naruto wants, and is comfortable with it." He would defer to the blond on this matter. They had already made many decisions for the young boy.
Kakashi stiffened, grinding his teeth some. " No. " He growled out. "If Naruto is going to stay with anyone, it will be me. I can protect him far better than you, Sasuke."
Naruto's eyes were damn near popping out of his head now. Two of the most self-isolating, private, quiet people Naruto has ever known have offered their homes to him. Have offered to keep him company, to protect him, to make him feel safe. He was about to thank them both before he Sasuke's eyes flash red and black, a sadistic, dark looking darting across his features so fast Naruto wasn't sure he saw it correctly. He sucked in a breath, taking a step back.
Seeing Naruto step away from him Sasuke followed Naruto's retreat. "What's wrong?" He murmured, knitting his brow.
Shaking his head Naruto looked away from those dark eyes, looking at the Kakashi. Shiba, seeing, smelling, and sensing Naruto's sudden spike of fear and panic quickly moved in front of Naruto, growling threateningly at Sasuke, making the boy back off.
"He's staying with me." Kakashi bit out, taking in the look of fear in Naruto's eyes and the scent of panic in the air. His decision solidifying when Shiba moved to guard Naruto again. "And that's final."
The doctor had been silent this whole time, watching the situation play out in front of him. He took it all in, seeing what would be the most logical and helpful solution to the problem. "I agree with Hatake-san. I will release Naruto into his custody." Turning on his heel he left the room to fill out the necessary paperwork.
Sasuke snarled, whirling around on Kakashi and storming right up to him. His black eyes flashing again as he got into the others personal space as much as he could. Madara cursed the small adolescent body. He let out another impossibly low snarl, one that did not fit the body standing threateningly in front of Kakashi.
His eyes swept over the adult in barely hidden revulsion. "I'll see you in class, Naruto." He turned sharply and stormed from the room.
Once out of the hospital Madara forced Sasuke to shunshin to his house. Madara shoved the boy to the back of his mind and let out a roar of rage. He began pacing the living room, scowling. "That fucking Hatake bitch!" A growl rolled out of him, his deep baritone making it seem almost demonic. "I was so close! He was right there !" His hand clenched into fists. "I could have had him here , living with me, willingly !"
"OH COME ON !" Kurama landed on his knees just outside of his room. "Why can't you just be better already!" He was scolding his own body. Groaning he fell forward onto his hands, hanging his head in mock defeat with a heavy sigh. "It's been over a week!'
Akihiro poked his head around the corner, looking down the hall at Kurama. "Oi... what're you doing? You keep doing this." He walked down the hall, standing in front of Kurama. "You're never going to get better if you keep pushing yourself like this." With a sigh he crouched down, touching the back of Kurama's head. "Come on, Akihiko just finished breakfast."
Kurama looked up at Akihiro, he clenched his jaw, hardening himself and shoving his emotions deep DEEP down. "I think I need a medic... This has taken way too long. Something has to be wrong with me." He scowled, looking away as he took Akihiro's hands to help him stand up again.
Leaning heavily against the taller male Kurama grit his teeth. "I need to get to Konoha. I should've been there already. I have someone waiting for me. He needs me." He frowned.
Akihiro sighed, easily baring Kurama's weight, the guy didn't weigh much. "If you're really set on it, I'll go get Akihiko's doctor to come take a look at you. He's brilliant. If he can't help in some way, no one can."
Except for Lady Tsunade... That woman damn near had the healing prowess of bijuu. She could probably fix Kurama within an hour and kick him in the ass to get him started. Of course, Kurama wasn't going to mention the chronically drunk Sannin.
"If it's not too much trouble... I've already overstayed my welcome two-fold. Not only have you given me a place to sleep and food, but you also have...taken care of me. Gone far beyond what anyone would expect you to put up with." He paused, glancing up at Akihiro. "Thank you.."
"Oi, stop it. Enough with the thanks. I admit...I like taking care of you." A pervy grin slid across Akihiro's face. "You're not exactly plain looking, and bathing you is fun." He winked at Kurama.
"HAH!?" Kurama eyed him suspiciously. "You lecherous, sneaky jerk!" He shoved Akihiro, nearly buckling again as he hugged the wall. "Does your depravity know no bounds!?" He cried out. "Akihiko! Your brother is trying to violate me!"
Akihiko came around the corner, punching his brother in the face without hesitation. "STOP MOLESTING KURAMA-CHAN!" Even if the guy was sickly, he packed a decent punch and always came to Kurama's rescue, saving him from Akihiro's pervy ways.
He moved to support Kurama, whispering soothing words as he helped the other walk to the breakfast table, easing him into the chair. He smoothed some of Kurama's wild fiery hair back, tucking it behind an ear. Then Akihiko went into the kitchen to retrieve Kurama's plate.
Kurama was smug the entire time. Grinning at Akihiro as they basically stepped over his comically beaten form.
Disappearing around the corner to enjoy breakfast together.
Kakashi filled out the paperwork the doctor gave him while speaking with Naruto. "Do you need anything from your place?" He glanced at the blond fidgeting next to him.
"E-eh?" Oh right, he had an apartment. Mulling it over for a minute Naruto shook his head. "Not really. I need to buy some new clothes though..."
"I can pick some things up for you." Kakashi signed a few more pages. "I'll assume you would them to be orange?" He eye-smiled at him.
Chewing on his bottom lip Naruto shook his head. "No thank you... I..I'm kind of over that color." He shuddered a little, thinking back to how Madara brought him special things in his favorite color. His bed sheets were orange, any clothing Madara gave him were orange and black. The guy kind of tortured the color out of him. He almost hated it. "Can I have dark greys and blacks instead Kakashi-san?"
Kakashi paused in his signing, turning his head some to fully acknowledge the blond. "If that is what you want." He nodded, returning to signing the last page. "Would you prefer to come with me? Or would you like to go straight home and I will go it after dropping you off?" Finishing the last signature he tucked the stack of papers into order.
"U-uhm..." Fidgeting more he looked down at himself in the hospital shirt and cotton pants. "I don't really have anything to wear...out of here?"
Kakashi blinked, looking over Naruto. "Right." How did he miss that? He carried the boy in completely naked. Chuckling he shook his head. "I'll go pick up some things, you can change here, and we'll head out. How does that sound?" He eye-smiled.
"Mkay." Naruto smiled faintly back, lifting a shoulder. "Th-thank you Kakashi-san...for all this... I promise I won't be a bother or anything..."
Snorting softly Kakashi shook his head again. "Naruto, it'll be fine. You don't need to be a perfect guest." He rested a heavy hand on Naruto's shoulder. "I wouldn't have offered to help you and take you in if I thought you would be annoying or troublesome, as a certain Nara would say." Though his grin was hidden by his mask, the teasing and playful tone crossed that barrier, easing Naruto's visible tension.
Relaxing with a sigh Naruto nodded, looking down. "I just don't wanna make ya regret doing this for me." He mumbled.
"Then just be your cheerful self and all will be well in the world." Kakashi chuckled, ruffling Naruto's hair. "Alright. I'll be back before you know it." He shunshinned out of the hospital room and onto the streets of Konoha.
If Kakashi was being honest with himself, and he wasn't, he was scared shitless of taking of Naruto. He was 12-years-old! Kakashi was never good with kids. Naruto didn't really behave like a kid anymore though. Ever since that day Naruto's seemed vastly different while still seeming to be himself. Of course, Kakashi knew trauma's had a tendency to do that to people. It forced a person to grow up faster. He was a perfect example of that, as was Orochimaru, Tsunade, Itachi, and Sasuke. It only made sense that Naruto had changed.
What really worried Kakashi was Sasuke. He could have sworn he saw the Sharingan flash his eyes. And what had been with that kid? He looked like he wanted to murder Kakashi with his bare hands for even daring to take Naruto. Kakashi was surprised Sasuke hadn't actually attacked him.
Arriving at the shinobi clothing store he slipped inside. He knew Naruto wasn't graduating for about 9 months unless the school and council decided to have everyone graduate at the end of this term. Which they had been known to do in the past with really promising classes. Either way, Kakashi chose the shinobi store because it was practical to buy Naruto clothing for when he would be a genin. He would also make sure to grab up other more casual wear as well as civilian clothes.
Kakashi meandered around the shop, picking up two sets of navy blue ninja pants, two dark grey, and two black. Sasuke was still bothering him. The kid seemed like he was cracking mentally. He grabbed 3 sets of matching shinobi sandals and boots. Kakashi hadn't seen Sasuke that animated or vehement since before and just after the Uchiha massacre. He grabbed 6 short sleeved shirts in matching colors to the pants, the 6 long-sleeved, and finally 6 sleeveless. Kakashi wondered if Kiba or Shikamaru knew anything about what was going on with Sasuke. He grabbed up a few different kinds of mesh tops with different styles. Then grabbed a couple sweaters that reminded Kakashi of the orange zip-up Naruto used to have, except the ones he grabbed were black varying shades of grey. Maybe he'd pay a visit to the Inzuka kid and Nara kid.
Kakashi dropped the load onto the clerk counter, blinking as he suddenly realized how crap he'd actually picked out. He cleared his throat, feeling a bit sheepish. But then he remembered how little Naruto had and remained strong. He'd get it all, along with the basic tools for genin training.
Leaving the shop he went home to drop everything off except for one outfit before heading back to the hospital.
Naruto came out of the bathroom in black shinobi pants, a dark grey sleeveless shirt with a long-sleeve mesh shirt underneath, a heather grey and black with a charcoal grey trim sweater that was left unzipped, and black shinobi combat boots.
Kakashi looked up from his book and gave a whistle. "You look like a real ninja." He teased, eye-smiling.
Naruto blushed, sticking his tongue out. "Shut up Kakashi-san! let's go already before I change my mind and lock myself in the bathroom." He huffed, crossing his arms.
Chuckling Kakashi got up from his window seat. "Maa, maa Naru-chan don't be so mean!" He ruffled the blond hair as he ushered him out of the room, down the stairs, and outside.
Once Naruto's feet hit the dirt path he froze, eyes widening as he clutched his small bag from the hospital that held his medications. "...I change my mind..." He turned on the balls of his feet, trying to bolt back into the hospital.
Kakashi grabbed the back of his sweater. "It's going to be fine. I'm right here. No one is going to hurt you." He pulled Naruto around to face forward again. "We'll take the quieter, less crowded streets."
It was a fairly quick walk to Kakashi's place, even through the back streets. Letting Naruto in Kakashi followed behind him, closing and locking the door. "Make yourself at home."
Naruto looked around. "It's so...clean." He swallowed, keeping his arms hugged around his medicine bag. "I'm afraid to move or touch anything..."
Kakashi laughed quietly. "Don't be. It's not always this clean. I might've gone overboard with the cleaning before I went back to get you." He eye-smiled as he slipped his sandal off then headed for the kitchen. "Are you hungry at all? It is lunch time."
Slowly he slid his boots off and stepped into the house, chewing on his lip. Maybe this hadn't been such a good idea? "U-uhm... I guess I could eat." He shrugged, his appetite still not very present.
"Alright." Kakashi opened his fridge, staring at it's less than ideal contents. "Don't forget to take your medications." He sighed. "How's takeout sound?" He eyed a suspicious looking lemon on the middle shelf. He wondered how long that had been there.
Naruto peeked around the wall, looking into the fridge. He guffawed, resting his forehead against the edge of the wall. "Yeah, takeout's fine. Unless you wanna split the questionable looking lemon?" He grinned big.
Kakashi chortled, closing the fridge door. "Hey, don't insult my lemon. You might find it in your bed in the morning, or in your clothes." He grinned, a mischevious glint in his eye. "Again, don't forget your meds, gaki."
"Is it your pet or something?" He laughed again then blanched, a look of horror on his face. "You wouldn't dare stick that moldy monstrosity in my bed!"
"Who knows," Kakashi said in a singsong tone. "maybe you should be nicer to me." He brushed past Naruto, heading for the door. "Ramen?" He paused at the door. "Medicine." He lifted his brow, staring pointedly at Naruto. "I'm not leaving until you take it."
Naruto whined in horror. "You evil monster!" He pointed accusingly at Kakashi. "Huh?" His hand dropped and he smiled brightly. "Really?! yes please!" He bounced on the balls of feet a little. Grunting he rolled his eyes, going over to the couch side table and grabbing his bag off of it, digging a smaller bag and unzipping it. Inside were a bundle of syringes and two bottles, one clear, the other amber in color. Taking the clear one out with a syringe, he loaded up the prescribed dose, poked his thigh through his pants, plunged the liquid, then pulled it back out, capping the needle. "Happy?" He grumbled, tossing the needle in Kakashi's kitchen trash bin.
"Quite." He smiled before summoning Shiba back. "I'm getting us lunch. Watch the house and be with Naruto."
Shiba rolled his eyes, moving over to Naruto and leaning against the boy's leg. "Do you really need to tell me?" He huffed out.
Naruto smiled, scratching Shiba's head when he came over to him.
Kakashi grunted. "Right." He deadpanned. "I'll be back soon." He left, closing the door behind him.
"Can we...can we cuddle..?" Naruto whispered, looking down at Shiba. "It's too quiet..." He shifted, looking around the living room. It was so quiet he felt like he could hear his blood pumping through his veins.
Shiba nodded, moving over to the medium-sized TV and turning it on to create some background noise. He hopped onto the couch and sat on his rump, looking at Naruto expectantly.
Another genuine smile gracing his features Naruto hurried over to the couch, curling up with Shiba. The ninken nearly laying on Naruto's curled up form protectively.
Naruto fell asleep while waiting for Kakashi to return with lunch.
A/N: Yeah... Madara is a very unhappy man. Sasuke isn't making it any easier for him. Yay for Kakashi and Shiba though! They have the cutest roommate now. Hopefully, Kurama gets his shit together soon too. I hope you all enjoyed Chapter Six.
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