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Chapter 1: With a Little Help From My
Friends

�Ick. I can see its bones.� A childish voice was saying,
sounding unbearably loud as Sasuke roused.
�Poor
little baby!� Another was crying, drops of moisture falling down onto him.
�It�s dead!�
Actually,
Sasuke was not but, as he fully became conscious, part of him wised that he
was. Pain, unrelenting wave after wave, hit him, making him twitch helplessly
and soundlessly since he could not seem to get enough air to breathe. Head
reeling, the young Uchiha tried desperately to figure out what was going on and
what had happened to him that he was injured so badly.
�He�s
still alive!� Yet another child was shouting excitedly. �We need to get him to
the vet!�
<What
about a doctor?> Sasuke tried to ask, but could only manage a gurgle. <I
want to go to the hospital, right now!>
He
forced an eye open, gazing up at his rescuers blurrily. He could not name them
but the three kids did look familiar- if absurdly sized. No way could they be
that big- Sasuke was taller than them by two feet normally so there was no
possible way from them to actually be the seemingly gigantic proportions they
sported now. Something was wrong with his eyesight, Sasuke concluded, shutting
his eye again as he began to feel dizzy and sick.
�� And it�s really hurt! Boss, you�ve got to help us!�
Someone was saying.
�� What makes you think I know anything about cats?� Now that voice Sasuke did recognize and he
forced his one obedient eye open again, vaguely relieved at the sight of his
blonde teammate. He lost focus for a second, one blue eye filling his vision as
a huge Naruto
Uzamaki leaned down and peered at him before kneeling
on the ground. The blonde removed his coat and spread it flat on the ground
beside Sasuke. He rattled off instructions to the fidgeting kids, large hands
reaching forward and easing Sasuke onto the jacket.
�� The brief move caused the young Uchiha to know a new
level of agony. He writhed, arching backwards as his hands splayed and clawed
at the sky, mouth working to gulp down air.
�� I�m sorry.� Naruto was saying,
hands gently wrapping Sasuke up in the jacket. �Help�s on the way.� The Uchiha
felt himself being lifted, then cradled against the blonde�s chest, and then
the kitten checked out of consciousness again.
��
�� Children, I�m afraid there isn�t much I can do for it.�
�� Sasuke, feeling an impending sense of doom, did not like
the way this conversation was going. He was laying on
his side on an exam table, uncomfortable but not in quite as much pain as he
had been. He wasn�t sure why exactly, but he wasn�t going to question it right
now. He could still only open one eye, but at least his vision was clearing up
from the hazy blur the world had been before. His gaze flicked around, landing
on the white gauze hiding sections of his new shape from sight.
�� He was a cat. The last viable member of Clan Uchiha was
now a small, scruffy grey tabby kitten. Oh how the mighty had fallen! Sasuke
was convinced that he had won some sort of cosmic lottery and now his pain was
entertainment for some higher power. The lunacy of the entire scenario did not
escape him.
�� But he�s looking better now!� One of the kids was
saying, and again Sasuke was plagued by the feeling that he should know the
kid, that he should know all three children imploring the vet for aid on his
behalf.
�� There was a heavy sigh from above and behind Sasuke.
�There�s only so much that the medicine I gave him can do. It�s a temporary
solution at best, Konahamaru, and I think you really need to consider the long
term repercussions, here. He�s been mauled severely and his wounds show signs
of infection. I can�t do any more than prolong his suffering.�
�� Sasuke really
didn�t like where the doctor was going with this. The man was hedging, hinting
around the issue without coming right out and saying it. The tactic was usually
employed when adults were about to reveal an awful truth about life to a child
but didn�t want to seem superior or cruel about it. You led the child logically
toward the desired conclusion, then made it seem as if
the child had come up with the idea all by themselves.�
�� It was a way to be a bad person without appearing so; a
convenient cop-out as far as Sasuke was concerned.
�� A
gentle hand stroked Sasuke�s head. �I think we may have to consider what�s best
for Kitty. You don�t want him to suffer any more do you? You saw how much pain
he was in before.�
�� Nope, not liking this one bit.
Sasuke decided a tactical retreat was in order and he rolled slowly onto his
belly. He bit back a cry of pain, instead sinking his teeth into the
veterinarian�s hand when the man tried to put him back on his side. The room
erupted into pandemonium as the man began yelling, as the kids began yelling,
as animals in other parts of the building began adding their own two cents
worth to the cacophony. The young Uchiha held on, working the bite deeper
before finally releasing the man. He ignored all the noise around him and
instead concentrated on trying to get his legs under him and moving.
�� What is�?� Naruto�s voice sounded so close that the
blonde had to be near the exam table. Sasuke managed to get his rear legs under
him and pushed for all he was worth. It was hard to tell if the blonde had
moved with everything else going on but Sasuke held onto blind faith that his
teammate remained behind him, and so the kitten angled himself in that direction.
Time seemed to slow as he forced himself onward, unresponsive front legs
splayed forward and to the side, ass in the air while pushing with two
protesting back legs.
�� Swallowing his pride, Sasuke paused and panted before
letting out a long, loud wail.
�� Please, He
prayed as the appendages he had had control over rebelled and gave out. <Naruto, you idiot, it�s me! It�s Sasuke and this guy wants
to euthanize me! Get me out of here!>
�� Sasuke bet that Sakura would have figured it out immediately
but instead of being able to depend on his highly capable teammate, the Uchiha�s life was in the hands of one of the worst ninjas
in the Village�s history.�
He
wanted to cry, he really did, as he laid there. I�m doomed! I�m going to die a cat! So lost in despair was he, that
Sasuke barely noticed when he was lifted off the table. He was leaned against
someone�s shoulder, one hand under his hind legs, the other firmly against his
back, similar to how one would support an infant.
<About
time, fool!> He buried his nose against the neck of his rescuer. He flexed his front paws, feeling his
claws spring out. He hooked those claws into his protector�s shirt, making it
clear that he did not want to be put down. Sasuke clung, and even while the
more rational side told him how appalling- how disgraceful- his behavior was,
the Uchiha couldn�t make himself let go.

�Na-Naruto, how are you today?�
Naruto
looked up and straightened. He had been leaning against the front of the animal
clinic, waiting for Konahamaru and the others to come back with their new cat,
studying the ground while he mentally went over his grocery list. He put his
hands behind his head and smiled as his former class mate came over.
�Hi Hinata!� The blonde grinned, oblivious to the crimson tint
spreading across the girl�s cheeks. He noticed her outfit, a definite switch
from her normal attire of a plain sweat shirt with a hood, black Capri pants,
and sandals. The weather wasn�t warm enough in Naruto�s estimation to warrant a
shift to lighter clothing but as long as she was comfortable, what did his
opinion matter? The dark blue did look quite good on her, though, managing to
stand out without actually overwhelming her naturally pale coloring. The bright
golden crane pattern on the lapels and sleeves were eye-catching, creating the
illusion that the birds flew on their own as Hinata
moved. �Hey, that�s a pretty yukata! Is it for the
festival?�
The
crimson tint became a full blown blush. She nodded, not trusting her voice, and
fidgeted with her clothing nervously. They stood in silence for a while, one
trying to marshal her courage while the other tried to remember any subject of
mutual interest they could discuss. It would have been natural to continue with
the upcoming holiday but the subject matter wasn�t one most discussed with
people outside their family. It was a festival of pain, of soothing survivor�s
guilt and reconnecting with loved ones long put in the ground.
In short, not a topic of polite conversation.
�Have,
have you been training?� Hinata asked, noticing the
smudges and scrapes marring his skin.�
His pants were also looking shabby in places.
Naruto
smirked and ducked his head, behaving like she had caught him doing something
he shouldn�t have been doing. �Yeah, you caught me.�
Hinata
frowned, pulling a handkerchief from one of her sleeves. �But I thought that we
were supposed to use the holiday as a chance for reflection and relaxation.�
Then
she remembered that her teammates had decided to take advantage of the break to
have their own training session tomorrow and felt somewhat hypocritical.�
Naruto
lowered his arms slowly, his smile fading away as he opened his blue eyes fully
and looked at her. Of the two of them, Naruto had
expected himself to make that particular social blunder, not Hinata Hyuga.
�I�m,
I�m sorry!� She stuttered, mistaking his silence for anger. She fidgeted again,
unconsciously twisting the piece of cloth in her hands. �I shouldn�t have said
that��
�Hinata, it�s okay!� Naruto
reassured her, reaching forward and taking her hands in his to stop their
nervous motions. �You�re right, but you know me: I can�t stand sitting still
for anything.�
She
smiled and blushed furiously.
�Besides,�
Naruto said seriously. �If you concentrate too much
on the past, you can�t move forward. If you let it, it�ll consume you.�
Naruto� Hinata stared at him, feeling her heart swell as she
discovered yet another side to her secret crush. She let her grip on the
handkerchief relax, noticing that the blonde still held her hands in his. She
blushed furiously, embarrassed and extremely pleased all at the same time. But
then her little bubble of happiness sprang a leak as she noticed something else
as they touched. She frowned and looked over the scrapes on his arms, at the
cuts on his hands.
�Naruto,� She began, pleased with herself that she had been
able to say his name without stuttering. �Are, are you feeling all right?�
He
blinked, grin fading into an expression of perplexity. He looked down at their
hands, realizing that he was being rude and had effectively invaded the hell
out of her personal space. He let go of her abruptly, jumping back and then
back-peddling a few steps more to be safe. �Whoa! Sorry!�
�� The sudden loss of his grip on her, of just that brief
small touch, made her feel lonely. She wanted him to touch her again, wanted
him to take her hands again, so badly that she closed the distance between
them. Before she could think otherwise or talk herself out of it, Hinata grabbed his hands, trapping them between hers in a
reverse of their prior positions. She held them tightly, part of her feeling
slightly greedy and shocked at her behavior, part of her tremendously proud of
herself to do something so out of character; Hinata
had been working so hard to improve herself and now here was evidence that she
was succeeding.
�� She shook her head in a quick, forceful motion. �No!� She
said a bit loudly, making the blonde jump. Perhaps she had done too good a job; her sudden aggressive outburst
had put her former classmate on edge but she would not release him. �I mean you
feel warm!�
�� The last came out a bit desperate, a verbal reflection of
her own mental pleading that they should continue
chatting like this. It felt like she was slipping back into her former shyness,
like putting on a set of clothing that no longer fit correctly or felt
comfortable.
�� Dammit Hinata! She
berated herself. Find a middle ground!
�� �Oh,� Naruto blinked, and
though his cheeks were a bit pink, he stopped trying to pull his hands back. �Yeah. Well� that happens to me this time of year.
Allergies, I think.� Though he continued to face her, his eyes glanced away.
�� First to the upper left, then to the
lower right.
�� Some one is hurting
him! Hinata did a mental double take at the
thought, trying to make sense of it, unsure of how she had leapt to the
conclusion but trusting it all the same. She looked at Naruto
again, really looked at him, examining the scrapes that marred his skin, the
dirt smeared here and there. Taking a tight grip on his wrists, she looked at
his hands and specifically the swollen and cut up knuckles.
�� A hot spurt of frustration flooded her as she looked at
all the evidence before her. All of these injuries could be from exactly what the
blonde attributed them too- none of it screamed of outright abuse. None of it
could help prove her theory.
�� But�what if it wasn�t abuse? Everything could be
explained away by training except the fever. The day was cool, however, and
there wasn�t enough sweat on his skin to attribute it to rigorous exercise�
Though
she was unwilling to let the abuse theory go completely, Hinata
ignored it for now and thought. Naruto had a fever
but that was it. Allergies usually came with more noticeable symptoms since the
allergen through the sufferer�s immune system into overload and Naruto wasn�t showing anything else aside from the fever.
So
it wasn�t allergies but what if it was something more mundane, more common?
�� N-Naruto,� Hinata
began timidly, recapturing his gaze and starring him straight in the eye. �Are
you sick?�
�� Come to think of it, Naruto had
rarely been sick in the five or so years she had known him. If
fact, Hinata felt herself give a little mental start
as she realized that she had never
seen Naruto sick. Bruised and scuffed up but
not once had he ever sniffled or coughed. The blonde�s elevated temperature
could simply be explained as natural body heat since some people did run hotter
than others.
Except that Hinata knew from
personal experience that this did not apply to Naruto,
that, though he could run warmer, he had never gotten this hot.
�� He blinked, an expression of wariness suddenly darting
across his face before being replaced with surprise. Though he tried to still
give off the appearance of being relaxed, there was something in his stance
that suggested that he was not, some tension that
previously hadn�t been present.
�� But
why? She wondered. What had she said to provoke such a reaction?
What had she done wrong?! Why was he acting so�cornered?
�I�m,
I�m sorry!� She stuttered anxiously, loosening her grip on his hands. She
didn�t let go, however, just gave him enough space to withdraw if he wanted.
�I-I d-didn�t mean to p-pry!�
Naruto
sighed suddenly, extracting one hand from hers to scratch the back of his head.
He shuffled his feet a little, looking down at the ground.
�It�s
just a cold.� He muttered softly, so softly that Hinata
nearly didn�t hear him. The hand she very near clung to gave her fingers a
reassuring squeeze. �Nothing to worry about.�
He
smiled, a bare twitching of lips, and pulled his remaining hand from her grip.
Hinata
felt suddenly, unexpectedly, cut adrift. Her hands twitched as she folded them
in front of her but she forced them to relax as she tried to think of some subject
to talk about that would overcome their sudden awkwardness. She fretted, and
began touching her index fingers together when she drew a complete blank. They
lapsed into a few minutes in awkward silence.
�I
hope things aren�t too serious.� Naruto remarked,
turning toward the doorway they had been conversing in front of. He folded his
arms over his chest, lips pursing comically as he frowned, blue eyes only
slightly narrowed.
Hinata
seized on to the obvious logical question without any further thought. �N-Naruto, wh-why are you outside of the vet clinic?��
Naruto
scrubbed a hand roughly through his hair. �Well, the kids found this kitten
that had been hurt real bad, see, and they asked me for help.�
�Kids?� Hinata questioned, eyes widening in surprise. Whose kids?
Did Naruto
have kids?! She blushed fiercely at
the thought.
�Yah,�
Naruto continued obliviously, still looking toward
the doorway. �They look up to me, ya know, so I
suppose it isn�t a surprise or anything, but I don�t know anything about
healing that much damage on a human much less a
kitten.�
Hinata
nodded, unsure as to how to reply. �How badly was the kitten hurt?� She asked
instead, immediately regretting it when Naruto�s expression saddened.
�Pretty badly.� He said at length. �I�m going to see-�
From
inside the building erupted a torrent of noise the likes of which would have
been more appropriate on a battle field, and nothing
like anything that should have been coming from a veterinarian�s office. Naruto charged through the doorway with Hinata
right behind him as back up, the two ninjas-in-training on full alert with
weapons drawn.
The
two had expected a battle and, despite the odd location, they were not
disappointed. The kids were trying to restrain a man, who had to be the vet,
and all four of them were yelling bloody murder. With Konahamaru�s
two side kicks holding on to his legs and the ring leader himself riding the
man�s back, the man was loosing the battle against them which was good since he
looked ready to kill the kitten.
�What
the�?� Naruto began, confused. He sheathed his kunai
knife, sliding it into his sheath with practiced ease. The blonde stood by the
end of the exam table and looked behind him at Hinata.
The kunoichi stared back at him, obviously as baffled as he was.
Sensing
movement, the blonde looked down at the table and watched a bundle of fur push
itself awkwardly toward him. It struggled desperately, the kitten propelling
itself onward only by its rear legs. It fought tooth and nail to get as far as
it could before its legs gave out completely and it collapsed.
It
mewled, long and loud. The sound made Naruto�s heart lurch and he reached
forward, scooping up the small animal and laying it against his shoulder. He
held it like a baby because it seemed natural and continued to do so even after
the little feline dug his claws into Naruto�s shirt-
and skin.
�KNOCK
IT OFF!� Naruto yelled when things didn�t quiet down
by themselves.
�He
wants to kill the kitten!� Konahamaru shouted. �It bit him and now he wants to
kill it!�
The
other two kids nodded vigorously in agreement and did not let go of the man�s
legs.
Naruto
glared at the vet and, behind him, Hinata chipped in
with her own stern look, too.
�Let
him go.� The blonde ordered, nodding to himself when the kids did as they were
told and hurried over to his side of the room. �We�re leaving. Give us some
medicine and the bill.�
�That
animal is in severe pain.� The man panted, holding gauze firmly against his
right hand, presumably over the bite. �It�s kinder to put it down than to make
it suffer!�
�Maybe,�
Naruto shot back, shoulders tensing up in anger. �But
this kitten wants to live for how ever long he has left and you have NO right to take that away from it!� Naruto roared into the room. �This little guy is a fighter
and he deserves a chance to fight to the bitter end! That�s his choice and I�m
going to see to it that he�s allowed to do so!�
The
blonde snorted like an irate bull for emphasis, digging into his pocket one
handed for his wallet. He slapped some money on the exam table like a challenge
and marched over to the room�s medicine cabinet, opening the door with a bit
too much force and peering at the bottles. Naruto�s ire faltered as he tried to
figure out which one to grab, a heavy drop of sweat dripping from his temple.
�This
one,� Hinata murmured, appearing at his side and
pointing discretely at a particular bottle. He nodded in its direction and,
blushing, she selected her choice from the cabinet. Naruto
grabbed and pocketed a small feeding bottle before shutting the cupboard door.
�We�re
leaving now!� Naruto announced loudly, for all the world like a flustered mother with an unruly bunch
of kids. Konahamaru and his friends ran out the door of the clinic into the
street, Hinata and Naruto
walking stiffly behind them.
�You
are sentencing that thing to an agonizing death!� The vet screamed behind them
as they walked down the street. �It probably won�t last an hour!�
�Then
I�ll see to it that it gets that hour!� Naruto yelled
back, having stopped to respond and shake a fist in the man�s direction.
�Yeah!�
Konahamaru chimed in too, mimicking his idol�s stance. �Go play God with
another animal!�
�Yeah!�
The other two agreed.
All
three of the kids snorted like Naruto had in the
office- or at least managed a reasonable facsimile. Hinata
bit her bottom lip, trying to look stern and determined while suppressing the
urgent need to laugh at her companions antics. Naruto
looked over at her with a similar expression, holding his free hand up, fingers
making a victory sign. Blushing, smiling openly, Hinata
made the same sign right back at him.
The
man continued to stare long after the five had turned and vanished into the
crowd that had gathered to watch the spectacle.

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