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Black as Blood	By : RotSeele Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1166 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Black as Blood
- 2-II
- 3-III
- 4-IV
- 5-V
- 6-VI
- 7-VII
- 8-VIII
- 9-IX
- 10-X
- 11-XI
- 12-XII
- 13-XIII
- 14-XIV
- 15-XV
- 16-XVI
- 17-XVII
- 18-XVIII
- 19-XVIX
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III.

Sasuke understood hospitals. He'd
sent people there himself, by his own strength or with the help of his
teammates. He'd been in there himself, during the chuunin exams and countless
other times before. He'd gotten used to the sterile smell and the whiteness,
and he stared at the blanket covering his legs, picking out individual fibers
and tracing them as far as he could go. He was alone, the doctors having rushed
out when he had so much had looked at them for too long. One quivering nurse
had tried to sedate him, but his chakra had returned, and with his metabolism
functioning properly, the sedative had been broken down too fast for it to take
effect. He heard the door open, and expected Ibiki. The man had promised he
would return after all. But it wasn't the inquisitor that had come through the
door separating him from the outside world; it was the Hokage, the woman moving
to his side to examine his wounds.
Sasuke gave no resistance, and
Tsunade wondered if that was because he knew of his predicament or he was still
exhausted. He tensed as her fingers drew closer to his neck and face, and she
watched his working eye close, as if by blocking her from his sight would make
her touches non-existent. She took that opportunity to gesture Kakashi and
Might Gai into the room, instructing them to be as silent as possible.
"Sasuke, I need to check your eye.
Will you let me?" she asked the boy, gauging his reaction to her proximity to
his face.
"Get away from me," Sasuke hissed,
drawing up a little, baring his teeth in Gai's direction. Tsunade had the two
jounin back up, and she watched Sasuke relax.
"I won't let them touch you,
Sasuke. They're just here to protect me."
"Protect you from me." Sasuke said
bitterly, and he opened his eye, staring right at the Hokage. "I'm not stupid."
"We never said you were Sasuke,"
Kakashi replied, hands on his hips, trying to put on a friendly air, but that
only made the boy tense more.
"You didn't come in with her. You
came in after she started prodding at me. It's my eye that doesn't work, not my
ears."
Kakashi seemed to wince a bit at
that, and rubbed the back of his skull nervously. Tsunade understood all too
well. They had no idea of knowing what level Sasuke was, or what happened
during his time training with Orochimaru. If he had heard Kakashi and Gai enter
the room when they were being stealthy, what else could he hear? The flow of
blood beneath skin? The dull thumping of a pulse in a throat? Sasuke watched
them, and looked away as he fought a yawn.
Tsunade wondered if Sasuke wasn't
completely ready to be conscious yet.
"I'm sorry, Sasuke. It's my fault.
I shouldn't have done that to you."
Sasuke shook his head. "I don't
blame you. You shouldn't trust me."
Tsunade was taken aback a little by
that statement, before nodding, seeing the truth in the boy's words. She had no
reason to trust him, despite the fact he was allowing her close. And as
powerful as Tsunade was, even she wouldn't be able to withstand any abilities
Sasuke might have acquired with the Sharingan, and even if Sasuke tried to hurt
her in any way, there were two jounin in the room, and several more right outside.
Sasuke looked toward her then, and then away again, fingers curling in the
blanket over his legs, knuckles beginning to turn white. When Tsunade finally
gained access to the boy's facial scar, she noticed his knuckles were
bone-white, the blanket starting to turn crimson with blood the longer Tsunade
held his face. His nails were cutting into his palms through the blanket, and
Tsunade knew when to back off.
"You're fine enough. But I want you
to take some medicine, and you're going to be under the care of Ibiki for a few
hours." Tsunade explained, as she gestured the two elder jounin out of the
boy's room. "Please answer him truthfully Sasuke."
The boy nodded, and Tsunade
gestured Sakura into the room to bandage the Uchiha's hands, the pink haired
girl trying to gaze at her former friend's face. Sasuke had closed his eye, and
apparently was ignoring her. The kunoichi left, discouraged, and Naruto glared
at the other boy through the glass separating him from Sasuke. If he had been
allowed in the room, he would've been on Sasuke in a flash, hands wrapped
around his throat, squeezing the life out of him. Mission or not, Sasuke didn't
have the right to treat Sakura, or Tsunade, like that. But Naruto followed
Kakashi when the silver haired jounin pulled him away from the window, leaving
Ibiki and two ANBU to enter the room freely.
Sasuke didn't open his eye, aware
of who entered the hospital room because of the scents that filtered into the
air. They were muted, however, only because he and Shiro weren't working in
tandem as they'd learned to do, Shiro hiding behind his seal, curled up in the
back of his mind and watching through exhausted icy black eyes. He only opened
his eye to stare at the inquisitor when the larger man's hand nearly hit his
cheek.
Apparently, the Hokage had given
them free reign of the proceedings of this interview.
"Uchiha Sasuke," Ibiki began,
drawing his hand back to clasp his hands behind his back, staring down the boy
on the bed, "You left Konoha to join Oto. You became a missing nin. Why have
you returned? Surely you know we retain the right to have you executed."
"I came home." Sasuke replied
simply, smirking a little bit. "And if you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't be
talking about it."
"Why did you return?" Ibiki asked
again.
"Because there's no where else for
me to go,"
Ibiki paused, watching the boy.
Sasuke's shoulders had slumped from the proud position they had held before he
had entered the room, and his head was bowed, strands of hair falling in front
of his face. Ibiki had seen a lot of defeated men in his time, especially as
Konoha's inquisitor. But no man or woman had ever exuded the sense of utter
hopelessness that Sasuke seemed to, the boy fully expecting to die, no matter
what answers Ibiki received from him.
"And you chose Konoha, where there
are many places that a missing nin such as yourself could hide. Why?"
"What better place to hide than
among those who are looking for you?" Sasuke replied. "I came home."
"And what is here that is home for
you? You no longer are the inheritor to your family's assets. You can no longer
step foot in your family's house. You are homeless, without family, without
friends. You know we cannot trust you, and yet here you are."
"Home isn't about having a roof
over your head, or money. It isn't about family or friends." Sasuke said
bitterly. "Home is about feeling safe. It's safe here. Because I know how
Tsunade thinks. I know Kakashi. They will not allow any harm to come to me. That is why I am here. Trusting me is a choice left for
everyone else to make. I can't make it for them."
"Then what do you hope for?" Ibiki
asked, watching the boy, signaling the ANBU to back out of the room, giving
Sasuke that trust he seemed to desperately want. Looking nervous, the ANBU
complied, but stood near the window, watching the pair within the room.
"I want peace." Sasuke answered. "I
hope I can live a normal life. But that will never happen. You know that. I'm
forever a traitor."
"But traitors can be redeemed."
Ibiki muttered under his breath, not knowing Sasuke could hear him clearly. "I
have one final question for you, Sasuke."
"What is it?"
"What would you do to stay in
Konoha?"
"What, does my being here depend on
what I say?"
"Just answer the damn question."
Sasuke looked up at the inquisitor,
wearing an expression that could be construed as glaring. Ibiki noticed the
boy's chest was completely still, as though he was holding his breath. Ibiki
relaxed only slightly when he saw the barest movement from the boy, waiting for
his answer.
What would Sasuke do? He certainly
wouldn't demean himself by letting everyone in Konoha do what they pleased to
him. He wasn't that desperate. But he
would do menial tasks, no matter how horrible they were. He would never be
trusted with Konoha's youth, but maybe cleaning up after them. He frowned. He
really wasn't sure what he'd do.
"I don't know." The Uchiha said
finally, looking off toward the window that allowed others to see into his
room, but didn't let him see out. "Probably... whatever was asked of me, within
reason, of course."
Ibiki nodded, and moved toward the
room's exit. "Get your rest, Sasuke. Tomorrow, your ordeal will begin, whether
you're ready or not."
"You make it sound like some kind
fairytale."
"Go to sleep."
"Yes, mom."
Ibiki shook his head and curbed the
urge to utterly destroy the boy, and settled for hitting him over the head.
After he made sure Sasuke was truly unconscious and not faking, he pulled the
blankets over the boy's shoulders and left him, sighing as he left to go make
his report to the Hokage.
He had a feeling life was going to
get harder from here on out.
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