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Parasomnia	By : Usha Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Itachi/Naruto Views: 1903 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, nor do I make any money from this
Warnings: Language, blood, eventually yaoi. Most of my information comes from Wikipedia and other websites, so if some of this information is wrong, please tell me so I can fix it. Also, this story is not meant to offend, insult, or make fun of anyone.
Beta-ed by Akiru chan; who had way to much fun with this chapter
The subconscious is an even more wonderful thing than the mind itself. In it, we exist outside of our consciousness. It can trick the actual mind into thinking that things actually exist when they really don't, making us believe that we never saw a horrific event right in front of our eyes, or that we ourselves didn't commit some awful crime. If you fall too deep into your subconscious, you may lose track of what is the real world and what exists only in your mind, and that is when it wins. However, the subconscious can be easily manipulated in the right hands and one must always keep their guard up. With enough coaxing, it can be made to believe that things we once thought wrong are actually true. And the beauty of it all, is that when the subconscious becomes convinced, so too does the mind.
A loud piercing scream echoed throughout the empty hallways, reverberating off the walls and into vacant rooms. It trickled down to a hoarse cry before vanishing all together as the shadows swallowed the noise, leaving only eerie silence to drift through the building. But to those listening inside their rooms, the scream would sound no different from that of the howling winds outside. Silence is usually awkward to most and nothing scares people more than silence.
In an effort to protect the body, the mind acts as a shield, blocking out images that would otherwise cause a person harm. It is in control of the fight or flight notion and even in an effort to protect ourselves, sometimes the mind can be the thing that hurts us the most. While we learn these skills as young children, they fade away as we grow older, but they always stay with us, somewhere in the back of our minds. And because of that, we will always have a hidden nature to fear things that we once feared as a child.
More often than not, little kids hide under the covers during storms, preferring to stay hidden from the brutality outside. But as they grow older, their fears shift to other things as they realize that the storms having nothing in them to fear. However, those thoughts can be proven wrong; there is always something to fear within a storm… or at least the storms that lay hidden within the human heart.
Floating, that’s what he was doing. All around him, clouds drifted and his fingers played with the white fluff balls while he reclined on a rather large one. Who would have guessed that clouds felt like cotton balls? Maybe he should invest in a bed of cotton balls; that would be nice.
There was a loud noise to his right that sounded strangely off considering he was floating in the sky, but whatever, the watchdog would take care of them.
His eyes darted around the bright blue sky that seemed oddly familiar and they settled on a golden bird. He held out his hand and it flittered down to perch upon a finger, chirping softly at him. Its blue eyes blinked at him as he felt a name appear on the tip of his tongue and he reached out to stroke its chest.
“Naruto…”
Itachi’s body was slammed onto the ground and he was jolted awake at the rough treatment. His head snapped up to glare at the hands that were holding him down and he found his room swarmed with uniformed bodies.
“What’s going on?” He snarled.
“Uchiha Itachi, you’re being detained for the murder of Orochimaru. He was found dead last night in the library.”
“On what proof?” He asked.
One of the officers looked at him, “There is a trail of blood that leads from the library to your door.”
Itachi fell silent as the words sunk in; he didn’t remember doing anything last night. Was it possible that he relapsed again?
“Captain Yamato, we found the weapon.”
Several heads jerked in the direction of the voice and a sharp knife glittered in the light of the bathroom. Itachi’s breath caught in his throat as he realized that there was dried blood on the knifes surface, but he didn’t remember grabbing a knife at all. He couldn’t have done it.
“There’s also bloody paper towels in the trash can.” The voice added.
“Document all the evidence and head back to the library.” Yamato said, “We’ll get a blood sample right now and have it sent down to the lab for a toxin analysis.”
Itachi struggled against the hands that were holding him down as a small box holding a needle was brought out. The needle was removed and he felt a wet cotton ball brush against his skin, filling his nose with the smell of alcohol. There was a sharp stinging sensation in his arm and he watched as his blood was removed. Once another tube was filled, the technician left the room and he felt cold handcuffs slap around his wrist.
He was hauled to his feet by the brown haired captain and was led outside his room. Behind him, the door shut with a resounding click as the lock slid into place and two of the officers stayed behind to watch the door. It was only then that his eyes took in the scene outside his small room and memories from the night he attacked his parents came back unwillingly. The scene was all too familiar with the thick trail of blood leading from the library to his door and the air that smelt of copper.
His eyes drifted to the numerous crime scene investigators that were crawling over the place, documenting every drop on the floor and dusting the surrounding areas for fingerprints. They had been there that next day as well and he remembered standing next to Madara and the cops while they scoured their house. They were unpleasant memories and he desperately wished for them to vanish from his mind; for this to be a bad dream.
But as the thick cuffs on his wrists pinched his skin uncomfortably, he knew that this wasn’t a dream. He was still in reality and he hadn’t been stopped once again. The unfamiliar feeling of despair suddenly crashed over his body and Itachi almost stumbled at it. He had killed someone again; he had taken a life against the person’s will. Was he really a murderer now?
Itachi shook his head to dispel the thoughts from his mind; that was Sasuke speaking. If this whole thing had come about from the sleepwalking, then it was something he couldn’t control. But why couldn’t he remember anything like the past two times? At least during those he had thought it was a dream and after he had woken up, he remembered what had happened.
Was he becoming so used to murder now that he didn’t bother to remember what he had done anymore? Was it an unconscious way to justify his acts so his mind wasn’t burdened with the knowledge?
“Tsunade is waiting for him downstairs in my office.” A voice said dragging him from his thoughts, “Second office on the left once you pass the desk.”
He glanced up to see Kakashi walking towards his room at the end of the wing and the captain stopped them, “You were the one who called in the 187 (1) this morning? If so we’re going to need a quick report.”
Kakashi nodded, “I was staying with another doctor until my shift started; his name is Iruka. My shift starts at one for this month and I was a little late starting my rounds, but I think I reached this wing by one-thirty. I saw the blood in the hallway and followed it back to the library where I saw the body. I checked the pulse and after finding none, I called the police.”
“Did you step in any blood?” The captain asked and looked at Kakashi’s winter boots.
“No, I was careful to avoid all blood pools and I could only check for a pulse on the wrist. And I didn’t move him in anyway.”
Yamato glanced back at another officer who was jotting the notes down in a small notepad before looking back towards Kakashi, “Thank you doctor. We’ll see you downstairs shortly.”
They parted and Itachi was pushed forward. Kakashi’s door slammed shut behind them and it echoed loudly in the empty hallway. A uniformed officer was waiting for them at the elevator and the doors slid open immediately making the raven wonder if the officer had been holding it for them. An uneasy silence settled over the small room and Itachi found his gaze on the floor and focused on a small clump of snow that hadn’t melted into the carpet yet.
Snow. That meant the storm had passed sometime last night. He had promised Naruto that he would go outside with him today.
Itachi’s head jerked upward when he remembered that. They had been in the library last night before he went to bed; had Naruto been in the library during his relapse? No, the blond would have tried to stop him…unless he had hurt him in the process and didn’t realize it.
He bit his tongue to prevent from asking the question. If he questioned it, he would sound suspicious and the police would think something else was happening that they weren’t aware of. He would need to wait until his uncle came by to sort everything out.
He was pulled from his thoughts as the elevator doors opened and he was forced into the hallway. Kakashi’s office was open and he was forced into a seat in his normal chair that suddenly didn’t look very inviting. He looked towards the blond haired doctor sitting behind the desk and he opened his mouth to retort at the rough treatment he had received but decided against it. Tsunade’s face was void of emotions as she peered at him and he forced his own to match hers.
“Your uncle has been notified of the situation and is on his way over. I’d advise you not to say anything until he gets here.”
Itachi nodded and shifted, trying to get comfortable with the handcuffs on his wrists. He knew that the officers wouldn’t take them off until he was either cleared or something else came to light, and he would have to wait for that to happen.
Kakashi swept into the room carrying a small stack of folders and Itachi vaguely noted that the doctor had changed. The folders were set on the desk in front of Tsunade before another set was handed to Yamato. Kakashi moved back from the desk and stood behind Tsunade, blocking the light coming in from the window.
The female doctor looked over the folders in front of her and she let out a sigh, “Captain Yamato, what information do you have about Orochimaru?”
“Time of death was around ten-fifteen last night, judging by the temperature in the liver, and COD was exsanguination from the carotid artery. There were several smaller cuts around the vein as well as the femoral artery, suggesting either experimental cutting or torture. A gag was found in the victims’ mouth to prevent screaming and post mortem bruising suggests that there may have been a fight.”
Yamato looked up from the autopsy report and set the folder on top of the police report. He leaned back against the wall and looked at the raven sitting in the chair before glancing at Kakashi. Silence had settled over the room with the only noise to break it coming from the ticking of the clock. He shifted again and Tsunade noted his discomfort and asked Yamato to remove the cuffs. With a nod, the captain unlocked the metal braces and Itachi rubbed his wrists.
The door opened and Itachi’s eyes glanced up to see his uncle taking a seat next to him. The man’s face was stern and when he spoke, his tone was cold, “What’s going on here?”
“Last night at ten-fifteen, Orochimaru was found dead in the centers library. We found blood drops that led to Itachi’s room, along with a knife and bloody paper towels in his bathroom.” Yamato said and held out a folder, “These are pictures from the crime scene; our lab is still working with some of the finer points but for now we’ll need to keep your client under watch.”
Madara turned to Kakashi, “What about his condition; doesn’t that weigh in here somewhere?”
The doctor shifted slightly and looked at his folders, “Well, you see, this is where it gets…tricky. Originally, we thought that Sasuke caused Itachi’s actions, but after a small test, we ruled that out. We also haven’t seen him in almost a week so there was no reason that we know of to cause the action.”
“But.” Madara prompted.
“You see, Itachi was um, dating another resident here at the center, and he was uh, exhibiting slightly possessive actions over the blond. Orochimaru was often seen touching Naruto and I believe that it could have caused the action that took place last night.” He hesitated one more time before continuing, “But I have doubt’s that the action was accidental.”
“You’re saying that Itachi killed him on purpose.”
Kakashi nodded cautiously, “When compared to the other two attempts, there is no correlation. For one, Itachi always mentioned that there was some small part that knew what he was doing and something was able to stop him. Judging by his face earlier, he had no idea of what was going on; even after being awake for a while. Not only that, but when I reviewed the first case, Itachi never attempted to clean up the scene or hide evidence. The fact that he took time to hide the knife and wipe off his hands suggests that it was too well planned; something that exceeds the minds capability while asleep.”
Yamato grunted, “Perhaps we should search the rest of his room as well as his blood for any toxins that may be in his body.” He nodded to some of the police officers standing by the door and they vanished from the room. Once they left, he turned to look at Tsunade, “Is his blood work completed?”
“I’ll go check; they should almost be finished with it.” Tsunade said as she looked at the clock. “For now, you can only hold him seeing as he is here due to the sleepwalking and-”
She was cut off when the door opened and Tsunade glared at the figure, “Gaara, we’re a little busy right now and you’re supposed to be in your room.”
The redhead shrugged, “Fine, I guess you don’t want to know that Naruto is missing then.”
Itachi jolted in his chair and Tsunade stood up, “What?”
“He never came back last night, and I can’t find him anywhere.” Gaara answered, “He said that he wanted to drop off the last chapter to Orochimaru, but that was at ten-thirty.”
Yamato hummed, “We found some papers outside of Itachi’s room but we didn’t know what to make of them. If you saw some of them, could you confirm that they were your roommates’ papers?”
Gaara nodded, “Of course.” He crossed the room and looked at the photos that were in the folder. His eyes squinted as they tried to read the fine font on the picture but after a while he nodded, “That’s part of his chapter. Do you know where he is?”
All the heads in the room turned to Itachi and he scoffed, “I wouldn’t harm him.”
The door opened again and Shizune entered the room with a drawn face. Tsunade narrowed her eyes and held out her hand; something wasn’t right. Her eyes skimmed the paper and she glanced over the paper to look at the younger Uchiha. She carefully took in his features before looking back to the paper she was holding.
“Did you have any vivid dreams last night Itachi? Where it seemed so real that you thought it was actually happening?”
Itachi stared at her, “If you must know, I had a dream about clouds and a bird.” He stated bluntly. “There was no blood, no weapons, and no other person. Just a bird.”
Tsunade pursed her lips in thought and looked back at the paper. “A few weeks ago, we noticed that several cases of medicine had vanished; some of the cases were sleep aides. Melatonin (2) was in one of the cases that disappeared. While vivid dreams are usually a side affect of the medicine, it’s not enough to go by.” She glanced up again, “But you have unusually high amounts in your blood for it to be normal.”
“Does Melatonin knock people out and possibly make them forget something happened?” Yamato asked.
“If taken in a high dosage, yes.” She answered.
Madara grunted, “But how would Itachi get a hold of the medicine?”
“Captain Yamato, we found these stashed in the bottom of his dresser.”
Several small orange bottles were held up in a plastic bag and Itachi heard Madara curse under his breath. Yamato walked forward to peer at the bottles and after reading the label, he announced it as Melatonin.
“That’s nice and all.” A cold voice said from the corner, “But Naruto is still missing.”
Tsunade rubbed her forehead, “He’s right, we need to start searching the wings and call his parents. The center is already locked down, no one can leave their rooms or the building but the doctors; once each room is checked we will leave a doctor in each hallway. Make sure that no one leaves the building; no one has been able to leave since the body was found this morning but I don’t want to take any chances. Shizune, start taking a head count and make sure everyone is in their rooms.”
The female nodded and swept out of the room. Kakashi volunteered to call Naruto’s parents and quickly followed Shizune, leaving the police in the room with Tsunade. She looked over the two Uchiha’s before glancing at the police. “I’m going to have you two stay here until things are sorted out. I have to check some of the wings as well and wait for Naruto’s parents to get here.”
“We’ll keep two guards outside so he can’t leave.” Yamato stated as Tsunade swept towards the door. The police left after she vanished from the room and the door shut, leaving them in silence.
“Out of all the things he could have been, I never expected him to be a doctor.” Madara mused.
Itachi turned to his uncle, “Who?”
“Kakashi.” He answered, “His father used to own a smaller business when he was younger but your father ended up buying him out. I always thought that Kakashi would still take the business route, not a doctor one.”
“Are you going to ask me if I did it?” Itachi asked.
Madara chuckled, “Always to the point. Well, I can’t say I know everything about this sleepwalking thing you have, but I know you wouldn’t purposely kill someone.” The older Uchiha waggled his eyebrows, “Even if someone else was messing with your boyfriend.”
The raven scoffed, “Focus.”
“Right. I feel I should tell you now that I called Sasuke. He is family and has a right to know what’s going on. It was funny though; when I told him that he should come to the center, he said he was already on his way over. Like he was expecting something to happen, or at least the call.”
Itachi nodded and glanced out the window where Kakashi had been previously standing. Outside it had stopped snowing and he could see the sun reflecting off the white surface, before clouds covered the light once again. It was still early and if he closed his eyes, he could imagine that this was all a dream and any minute Naruto would be shaking him awake so they could go outside.
The thought of the blond missing put him on edge and the only condolence he had was that only one body had been found in the library. If he had been the one who attacked Orochimaru, at least Naruto wasn’t in the room when he had done the act. But it still begged to question; where was the blond?
His gaze drifted towards the multitude of diploma’s that hung on the wall and he stood up to examine them closer. Behind him, Madara was trying to make sense of the doctor reports and the police reports that sat untouched on the desk. Itachi ignored his uncles’ mutterings about doctors’ bad handwriting and skimmed over some of the words.
“He graduated at the top of his class?” He asked.
Madara nodded, “Yup, just like you. He’s extremely gifted and would have made an excellent businessman if you ask me. I bet he could have found a way to buy back his fathers’ business if he had wanted to. His father was rather distraught about losing his company as you can imagine.”
“So what made him change his mind?” Itachi murmured.
“Itachi, when the parents come in, don’t say anything without consulting me first. They may try to use something in court if it comes down to it; everyone is suing everyone these days.”
“It’s your job; shouldn’t you be happy about that fact?” He asked and his uncle grinned.
Outside the office, there was a loud commotion before the door flew open and Sasuke stalked inside, slamming the door behind him. He nodded to his uncle before looking towards Itachi with a strange gleam in his eyes, “So, from what I hear, you not only killed someone, you killed the blond as well.”
“Did they find him?” Itachi asked.
“I don’t know; I just heard the guards talking outside. They said that you were being held for his possible murder. Did he get too annoying for you?”
“Naruto would have stopped me if I tried to attack him; he would know what was going on.”
Sasuke arched an eyebrow, “Unless you didn’t give him a chance.”
“Sasuke, be silent.” Madara snapped, “Your brother doesn’t need this right now. It’s hard enough for him not to know what's going on and he doesn’t need you messing with his head. I highly doubt that he killed this man, let alone harmed someone he cares for.” He fixed a sharp gaze on the youngest Uchiha, “He was able to still his hand when it came to you, didn’t he.”
The younger male huffed and leaned against the wall, “That doesn’t account for anything.”
Itachi moved away from the diploma’s and sat in a chair by the wall. An hour had passed already and he wondered if they had any information on Naruto yet. The center wasn’t that big that he could just vanish from under everyone’s nose, especially if they checked every room in the place. There weren’t that many places to hide and he knew that all too well; trying to find a place to avoid Orochimaru had been tough.
There was a knock on the door and Tsunade poked her head back inside the room. If she seemed surprised at seeing Sasuke, her face didn’t show it and instead she looked at Madara. “Naruto’s parents just arrived; they’ll be here in a few moments.”
Madara nodded and the atmosphere suddenly grew tense. Itachi wasn’t sure why he was so nervous, in a grotesque type of way, it wasn’t their son that he killed, nor was he the reason behind his disappearance. He hoped.
Sasuke drifted to a spot behind Kakashi’s desk and took a position by the window, allowing the sun to warm his back while he waited for the drama to start. Looking at his brothers’ face, he had a hard time placing the emotions that had to be hidden behind locked eyes. There was no way he wasn’t nervous or hurting in anyway. It reminded him of his original reason why he came here and he scowled at the thought.
It was all the blonds’ fault, if he hadn’t gotten close to Itachi like he wanted, all of this would have been avoided. He wasn’t sure who he disliked more at the moment, his brother or Naruto.
Itachi sat up in his seat as the door opened and Tsunade ushered two people into the room before disappearing from the office again. His eyes widened when they took in the male, who looked like an older version of Naruto; then that would mean… His gaze drifted to the redhead who stood next to him and he realized that the male had an arm wrapped around her waist in a comforting hold.
The door was opened again and Itachi briefly wondered if it was starting to feel abused today. He shook his head at the ridiculous thought and instead focused on Kakashi.
“Minato, I’m sorry that you had to come here under such grave circumstances.” Kakashi said and gestured to a chair.
The older blond gave a small smile, “Hello Kakashi, it’s nice to see you too. I haven't seen or heard from you in months and you can’t even give me a decent hello? I’m hurt; you know you’re like family.”
Oh yes, this was defiantly Naruto’s father.
Kakashi flushed slightly, “Well, I thought that all things considering, you would want the facts right away.”
“I do want to know what has happened to my son, but I don’t like formal things and I know I taught you to always get to know your patients on a first name basis.” He waved a hand as he sat down, “But if you want, tell me what is going on.”
The doctor looked around for another chair and after finding none, simply kneeled down so they were slightly eye level. “Naruto’s missing right now; we have every doctor available looking for him, but so far we haven’t found him.”
Minato let out a sigh, “That’s it? The way you sounded on the phone made it sound like he had been killed. Not that I’m not concerned about his disappearance, but I was expecting something much worse.”
Itachi blinked and he could have sworn that Kakashi’s eyes flickered in his direction before the doctor continued, “Well, we’re not one hundred percent sure that he’s not injured. There was another accident last night where someone was murdered and we haven’t seen Naruto since then. They found papers from his chapter near the crime scene; I’m so sorry.”
A shadow drifted over Itachi and he forced himself to look up. The redheaded female looked down at him before she squatted in front of him.
“You’re Naruto’s mother.” He stated.
She nodded, “Yes, I’m Kushina; you must be Itachi.” The raven stiffened and she smiled softly and Itachi was reminded of his mothers smile, “The center called when Naruto was attacked; standard procedure of course. Truthfully, I was about ready to come up here and pummel you, but Naruto called and told me that he was okay. He was a little hoarse on the phone, but he told me that you didn’t mean to hurt him, although he wouldn’t say why you hurt him.”
Itachi flinched at the harsh reminder. He was hoping that perhaps Naruto’s parents hadn’t been informed about the accident but somewhere in his mind he knew they had been.
“I don’t know why you’re here, but I can see it in your eyes that you're still hurt over the accident. You never meant to hurt him, did you?”
“Never.” He croaked out, “I even tried to keep him away after that night so I wouldn’t hurt him again; that didn’t work out too well.”
Kushina giggled, “He’s rather stubborn, isn’t he?” She looked him over, “But I don’t think you hurt Naruto and I don’t think you’re the reason for his disappearance last night.”
The raven glanced over her shoulder where Kakashi was still talking to the older blond, “Do they do this often?”
She looked behind her before turning back towards Itachi, “Kakashi took a lot of classes in college under my husband. They’re good friends and Minato was the reason Kakashi decided to become a doctor.” There was a slight pause, “He was also the one who suggested that Naruto come here for observation.”
Itachi nodded his head slowly as Kushina stood up and moved back towards her husband. She placed a comforting hand on his shoulder and looked down at Kakashi to ask him a question. The doctor stood up quickly and the raven almost laughed at the height difference. Maybe that was why Naruto was so short.
The thought sobered him quickly though and his eyes drifted away from the small group to where Sasuke was standing. His brother hadn’t moved since Naruto’s parents had come in and he wondered if he was trying to be discrete given the history he had with the blond. Sasuke’s gaze was cast outside the window and he seemed to be focused on something outside. Itachi shifted slightly so he could see what his brother was looking at.
From his chair, he could just make out the tip of the greenhouse and he looked away from it. His eyes wondered back to Kakashi as he watched the doctor trying to explain everything that had happened while trying to offer comfort to the older blond. Minato’s back was now to him and he couldn’t see the man's face but judging from the tightening of his shoulders; he wasn’t happy. Kushina gave his shoulder a small squeeze and Minato relaxed slightly.
At the gesture, Itachi smiled softly. It was obvious that the two cared for each other deeply and it made him wish that he could hold Naruto again. The raven turned to look back at Sasuke whose eyes were narrowed in anger and his whole body looked like it was tight with anticipation. Dark emotions swirled in the depths of his eyes and Itachi’s gaze darted back to Kakashi.
His eyes widened briefly, before they swept back to his brother again. He recognized the emotions in those dark eyes; the feelings of jealousy and love were rarely hidden under great amounts of stress. He had seen them often in his brother when Sasuke was younger and craving attention and he had thought that he had seen the last of them years ago.
He should have known that he would never escape them.
The raven shifted slightly and his eyes focused on the only visible thing outside the window, despite his brothers’ body blocking it from view. Sasuke’s head jerked up as if he felt the intense glare that was directed at his body and he glared back at Itachi; eyes flashing.
The epiphany rushed over his body like cold water and Itachi’s heart started to race while three words dropped from the raven’s mouth in a whisper.
“Oh my God.”
1. 187 is a police scanner code for homicide
2. Melatonin is a natural occurring function in the body that helps us sleep. I’m not sure that if you take the medicine in high dosages if it will make you forget though.
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