Down the Rabbit Hole and Back Again | By : PrplGrl Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1209 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Rescue
Naruto stared blankly at the food sitting before him. It had probably been a day or two since… it happened. He was still confused over it and his heart was heavy with sadness. For some reason, he just couldn’t shake off the betrayal he felt. Shikamaru cared for him and wanted to protect him. He didn’t understand why the Nara hadn’t come to his rescue, or why he hadn’t seen the other in such a long while. Wasn’t Shikamaru begging to see him? Didn’t he want to check on the blonde’s condition? Make sure he was safe?
He sighed as frustration began swirling heavily inside him, slowly starting to heat anger and hate within his blood. The blonde would be sure to ask the Nara when he saw him again… if ever.
Naruto was forced from his thoughts as the door burst open and Izumo and Kotetsu ran into the room.
His blue eyes widened at the slightly panicked look on their faces and the guns in their hands.
“Grab him and let’s go!” Izumo ordered, standing at the doorway and continually peering out.
Kotetsu wasted no time and grabbed Naruto by his arm, pulling him from the bed and spilling the contents of the food tray all over the floor.
“W-wh-what’s going on?” Naruto squeaked as he was forced to the door.
The man holding him glanced down into confused eyes before looking into the hallway. “Just a bump in the road, sweetheart.”
The blonde’s stomach churned unpleasantly at the nickname; it was a good thing he hadn’t eaten anything, otherwise he knew he would have just thrown up.
“It looks clear,” Izumo said, his gun held tightly in his hand. “Remember our orders.”
“Yeah, yeah, I know.” After a moment, the two darted out the door, dragging Naruto behind them.
He didn’t know what was going on; several people were running passed them, he could hear gunfire and screaming. Was the place being attacked?
“Through here!” Izumo shouted over the noise, and Kotetsu and Naruto followed him into another hallway that led to a stairwell, which they leapt down quickly. The door at the bottom opened up to another corridor, but this one was filled with some kind of smoke, and it burned the blonde’s eyes and dried out his throat. He coughed heavily and his orbs overflowed with tears, obscuring his vision as he was pulled along.
Eventually, they entered through another door, and Naruto felt the cool fresh air hit him and he breathed deeply, trying to dispel the awful smoke from his lungs.
Izumo and Kotetsu led him a little further down the alley, away from the building they had left. The two finally stopped and began gasping for air, both their eyes darting around their location.
Naruto fell to his knees, hacking and coughing, his heart beating frantically in his chest, tears falling down his scarred cheeks.
“How the hell did they find us!” Kotetsu wondered, leaning against a concrete wall.
“I don’t know,” Izumo replied, standing close to the blonde. “I guess the boss slipped up somewhere. Man, he’s going to be pissy for a very long fucking time.”
“No shit. I might as well kill myself now and spare me the torture.”
Izumo sighed, dark eyes drifting to the teen. “Speaking of killing….”
Kotetsu chuckled. “Oh, right. The job.” He pushed himself from the wall and stood beside his comrade.
Naruto’s blue eyes widened as Izumo cocked his gun. “W-what are you doing?” he whispered, his heart beginning to pound hard.
“Nothing personal, sweetheart,” Kotetsu said, his voice light as if trying to reason with the teen. “The boss just thinks that under these circumstances, it would be better to eliminate a possible witness.”
‘Eliminate? Oh, fuck… fuck… fuck, fuck, fuck!’ He slowly stood on shaky legs, his blue orbs focused on the gun Izumo was now pointing at him. He shook his head, fear pumping into his veins and pushing more tears onto his already wet face. “No,” he whispered. “No… please… don’t do this….”
Kotetsu looked the blonde over and released a small sigh, lightly nudging the other man. “Hey, could you give him a head start?”
“Kotetsu,” he replied sternly, “we were ordered to take him out and I can’t guarantee a killing shot while he’s running away.”
Naruto shivered.
“Come on, man. He was so good to us the other day. Couldn’t you give him at least ten seconds? It’ll be your thank you.”
Izumo sighed loudly. “All right, fine. You’ve got until I count to ‘ten,’ blondie. You can either stand there like a frightened deer or you can try running away. It’s your choice. One….”
The blonde blinked once, before turning tail and taking off down the alley.
“Two….”
He couldn’t run fast enough. That damn smoke from the building was still present in his lungs, hindering his breathing. Plus the run out of there had pretty much used up the reserves he had.
“Three….”
He had to stop. After only a few steps, his chest hurt and his legs felt like jelly. He coughed heavily a few times, hacking up some mucus that he spit onto the ground.
“Four….”
“Not getting far there, sweetheart!” Kotetsu shouted.
Taking a large gulp of air, he started off again, only he stepped on his foot wrong and tripped, falling painfully onto the concrete.
“Five….”
Now it felt like someone was pinching his ankle from the inside and his cheek stung horribly. He reached up at felt a deep cut on the already scarred flesh and he winced at the blood covering his fingers.
“Six….”
Naruto slowly, but swiftly, got to his feet. He began to hobble away, the pain in his ankle increasing with every step.
“Seven….”
It hurt! Damn, he couldn’t move fast enough! He knew that if he put his full weight on that foot, it would surely do more damage and force him to the ground again.
“Eight….”
Shikamaru…. Where was that bastard?! Wasn’t he supposed to be protecting the blonde? He stopped his movements to glare at the men thirty feet away from him. Too close.
“Ni—”
“Naruto!!”
The rest of the number was drowned out as his name was shouted and the blonde recognized the voice.
He turned to look down an adjacent alley and saw a man with wild blonde locks and sharp blue eyes running to him. “Dad!” he shouted.
“Ten.”
The gun was fired.
A/N: Yes, I’m still working on this story, it’s just that my muses are also helping me expand my “Gentle-Fist Massage” series. Please check them out if you haven’t already and review!
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