Destiny | By : KiaraNxiar Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1393 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Summary: Sasuke runs away from Orochimaru & meets Naruto in disguise. Fearing of Naruto’s reaction to his true identity, he embarks on a new life and tries to forget his past.
Warning: This is a yaoi pairing, will include lemons and m-preg! If you can’t handle these, leave. Also, it includes slight angst.
Pairings: Naruto/Sasuke and a surprise pairing!
Destiny
Part 4: Lost & Found
Sasuke continued to look at the ceiling. He didn’t know what to think, he had avoided anything related to the very person he was in the room with for six years. He had avoided Naruto like a bad omen, and for him Naruto was one of the omens of his life. An omen that haunted him when he closed his eyes and his brother wasn’t haunting his nightmares. Even when he had done his utmost to forget the blond, he hadn’t been able to. Naruto lurked in his thoughts and mind always, and came to the forefront unbidden, when he was too exhausted to lift even a finger from his training, or strapped on the lab bed, hovering at the brink of consciousness under Kabuto’s vicious experiments to enhance his skills.
He just couldn’t get rid of him. As much as he hated to admit it, he was the reason he had sought out Itachi in the first place to settle the score and end his nightmare. The blond taunted him, accused him of being weak every time his face surfaced in his mind’s eye. He had wondered why it hurt him, angered him, and shamed him so much, being called weak by him, when he had accepted that fact without denial coming from anyone else.
Itachi had called him weak, and he had tried to be stronger by going to Orochimaru. Orochimaru had told him he was weak, and that he would never be able to defeat Itachi on his own, he had accepted that and had been willing to give up his body to him to achieve his dream, but…
But Naruto, despite evoking those emotions, had also dared him to face his nightmare: challenged him to fight Itachi; encouraged him to find out if he really was worth anything without Orochimaru. And those emotions, and that long suppressed desire to not be left behind by the dead last, had resurfaced and gradually became stronger than any other, suppressing and stamping out the rest. With their strength, Orochimaru’s poisonous and bewitching words of power seemed nothing more than fake promises and carefully built lies.
And those emotions awakened because of that voice…
Naruto, even being hundreds of miles away from him, had unknowingly become the voice in his consciousness that had only previously held his father, mother, and brother’s voices, to justify his actions. That voice nagged him, taunted him, and insulted him, until he changed his mind, judging everything he did, until it drove him crazy because it wouldn’t shut up.
He hated that voice. He hated it because now it was his long absent conscience, returned with vengeance and rage for being locked up in the cage of his mind, where it wouldn’t stand in his path of revenge. The one he had locked up the night he left Konoha, and chained, shackled and put seals against at the Valley of the End.
As the sedative wore slowly off, leaving a throbbing pain in his back and neck, he was brought out of his thoughts. But he didn’t pay any more attention to it, because he was still in a daze from meeting up with Naruto and his brain was temporarily stuck.
He turned his head and watched the blond that was far more fascinating than the white ceiling.
Naruto had certainly grown a lot since he last saw him; his spiked, golden hair was longer and less unruly, falling just a touch short of his shoulders. The bangs at the front spilled nicely over his leaf forehead protector, almost hiding it, and framing his face in a way that made him look mature.
He was tanned just the right amount to give his skin a glowing look to it without making him any darker, he almost looked luminescent. What surprised Sasuke was his height. Naruto had grown tall, from being the shortest in their group to even surpassing Sasuke by a couple of inches at the very least.
Sasuke noted absent-mindedly that the jounin outfit and flak jacket framed his slim, lean body pleasantly, outlining the slight muscle. With a sinking feeling that he couldn’t explain, he wondered if Naruto now had his own fan club that chased after him. He should, from what he could see he was definitely handsome…
Suddenly, he found himself wishing the dobe would turn around so that he could see his eyes again he hadn’t been able to register them properly before due to the sedatives.
As if sensing the thought and the eyes on him, Naruto turned around and Sasuke’s breath hitched in his throat.
Sasuke was regretting making that wish because… now, a pair of deep, sea blue eyes was looking at him. Those eyes had darkened to a vivid blue reflecting off light in angles that made them shine brighter than diamonds. They were captivating to say the least, and his laughing and light personality showed through them at such length that he wondered how the enemy nin reacted to them on the battle field, that is, if they didn’t suddenly find their knees weak as he currently did. He was very glad that he was lying down instead of standing, because by now he surely would have fallen to his knees if he wasn’t.
Then as if to further exploit his knees’ weakness, Naruto smiled a dazzling smile at him. His eyes closing curved up into half moons and crinkled at the corners, his lips parted to reveal his shining teeth in all their glory, complimented by two slightly protruding fangs. He seemed to radiate more light than a two hundred watt light bulb.
By now Sasuke’s heartbeat was putting the fastest racehorses to shame; it was hammering so fast in his chest. He feared it would burst out at any moment, and he couldn’t look away from that smiling face. It was like his eyes were either glued there, or that there was nothing else for him to see, except that smile.
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Naruto feeling a pair of eyes on him turned slightly to watch the girl from the corner of his eye and continued drinking his water. The girl was scrutinizing every single detail about him, and to his amazement for the first time there were emotions in her vacant eyes and face, he almost turned around at that. He wondered what in his appearance had turned her from a statue to a human. Maybe if he could figure that out, he could use it to charm those old, annoying geezers back in Konoha. He snorted lightly, finding it highly doubtful. But there was no doubt that the girl was giving him a calculating and praising look mixed with surprise and apprehension.
Getting tired of being stared at, he turned around to face her and to further his amusement her lips parted slightly, showing a gleaming set of white teeth and her eyes widened. She was gaping at him! He had a feeling that she didn’t know what she was doing, regardless he decided to reward her for that.
So he smiled at her.
After couple of seconds he opened his eyes to see the effect. For some reason, he found that girls and especially women seemed to be really taken in by his smile. Secretly, he thought of it as the sexy no jutsu ladies’ version, since they went all red and giggly, with lovey-dovey eyes instead of nosebleeds.
However, when he opened his eyes he was slightly taken aback. Instead of getting the usual response he got from girls and women alike, this girl’s eyes had widened even further, her mouth opening to reveal the tip of her pink tongue. There was an almost non-existent pink tint to her cheeks and she had stopped breathing – literally.
If he had thought the girl was jump worthy earlier, now he was hard pressed not to ravish her as she looked up at him. He wanted to bite that little pink tongue, intertwine it with his own, and suck, turn the girl’s cheeks tomato red, and pull long throaty moans out of those dry and cracked lips, and…
Forcefully stopping himself from going any further, he turned around and almost stomped back to the table with the water jug on it and poured a new glass of water. He had unknowingly moved towards her in his daze. He drank the water with a shaky hand and after drinking two more glasses, he was able to rein in his hormones. Damn hormones.
Besides, what the hell was wrong with him? From the moment he had laid eyes on this girl, he had been hard pressed to not jump her. Of course, he was a late teenage boy with an accursed fox demon sealed in him, so it would be natural for him to have more than average sexual want and desire but he had always been able to rein them in without slightest problem. Even though he had found women and men alike far more gorgeous than this girl, they didn’t give him half this much trouble. He was on the brink of his self control for god’s sake.
Well, he supposed there was always a first time for everything. He would meet this like he met everything else – head on. Besides, he always liked a good challenge. Building his resolve, he put the glass down and walked across the room towards her again.
To his surprise, the girl was still not breathing. Worried and at the same time, a little amused, he decided to tease her to bring her out of her stupor.
He leaned down and whispered in a husky voice, “You might wanna breathe, because I’m not sure how long your poor lungs will hold without oxygen. And your face is turning red.”
The girl was jerked from her stupor and turned her head to glare at the ceiling, definitely embarrassed.
Sasuke was seething for being caught like that and confused by his thoughts. ‘What was that? Why would he be so fascinated by Naruto’s eyes as to gape like an idiotic fan girl? And most importantly, why did he have the sudden urge to lick the stray drops of water up Naruto’s throat and jaw to his lips? He almost whimpered at that thought again, not noticing that Naruto was still leaning close to him.
Naruto, instead of standing up straight away, remained in his position because under the murky, dusty, dark-chakra scent he caught something else. A second layer of chakra scent mixed in with the girl’s. He was surprised; most people had only one chakra scent, dark or light along with their own. This girl had such a strong dark-chakra scent that her own and the other scent was non-existent until now. Why did this girl have two different chakra scents, one hidden beneath another? And that other scent…
That scent he had definitely smelled before. But the question was where, and on whom?
Suddenly, he could hear the Kyuubi laughing behind its bars.
‘You idiotic moron, no wonder that human pet named you usuratonkachi. Your brains’s so small it can’t even distinguish the simplest of scents and remember it.’
‘Kyuubi, do you know this scent from anywhere,’ he asked ignoring the demon’s taunt.
‘Figure it out yourself, fool.’
‘You should tell me if she’s a threat-’
‘I don’t suppose she is, not from the looks of things, poor bitch. And if I were you, I would just jump her, cuz I don’t think you’re gonna get a second chance.’
‘Oh, shut up Kyuubi. I’m not going to jump her, I have morals,’ then absent-mindedly he added, ‘besides I’m not allowed to mate with anyone, remember?’
‘Fuck those old farts, and I’m not talking about anyone, you idiot. If you let him go this time you might never get him back again. Not to mention you won’t ever get a mate - Foxes mate for life.’
Naruto froze, had he heard that right, ‘Say that again?’
‘What? Are you going deaf now besides being stupid? I said foxes mate for life.’
‘No, not that. Before that…’ Naruto trailed off, slowly his eyes were widening, his mouth hanging open.
Kyuubi could almost see the wheels turning and the light bulb going on in Naruto’s head, ‘Took you long enough to figure it out. Really… humans, tch! They are born idiots. I should thank kami-sama for making me a demon…’
Naruto was no longer listening to Kyuubi’s rant about humans and demons, his previous words still ringing in his mind… if you let him go this time… there was only one person he had lost… you might never get him back… and couldn’t get back… you won’t ever get a mate… had been infatuated with… foxes mate for life… the only person he had come to love secretly, intimately, had wished with his whole heart to be with, knowing it would never be possible, a dream… unattainable…
… but now that person was right in front of him, after six years of chasing, three years secretly and painstakingly, he hadn’t been able to even get a glimpse of him, only the vaguest of ideas about his movements from the bare minimum of reliable information he had been able to gather under false pretenses…
Naruto slowly stood up and looked at the girl. Was it even possible that – that person was right in front of him? That, this girl… this girl was him, in disguise? She looked nothing like him… she had softer more delicate features – a girl’s features, true she had dark hair but it was a shade of darkest violet, almost black; snow white skin, and dark violet eyes, not black, but- but those eyes were deep as an abyss and you could get lost in them… just like…
Sasuke’s.
There was a sudden flurry of knocking on the door, cutting of Naruto’s train of thought. He hurried to the door and opened it. The Innkeeper’s daughter was standing there looking harassed.
“Sir, you have a message, it was sent by a hawk, and the animal won’t let anyone close enough to remove it. So, I’m afraid you’ll have to come down to get it.”
Distracted, Naruto followed the girl without a second thought, closing the door behind him. Hawks were only used to carry the Hokage’s messages during an emergency in Konoha. They were trained to only deliver messages to specific chakra signatures and didn’t let anyone else close to get their message.
Contemplating what bad news he was about to receive, since they almost never delivered good messages, he almost flew down the stairs earning an exasperated sigh from the girl.
Upon reaching the reception desk, he molded a small amount of chakra into a finger and let the hawk feel it; the bird extended its leg in return and took flight as soon as Naruto removed the scroll tied to its leg. Inside was a brief message from Tsunade.
Naruto, Kiba, Shikamaru,
Abandon your current reconnaissance mission and return to Konoha immediately.
There have been new developments which I cannot explain in the mail for obvious reasons that require the presence of as many shinobi as possible in Konoha right away.
The Godaime Hokage,
Tsunade-hime.
Frowning Naruto reread the letter again… require the presence of as many shinobi as possible… huh? Great, Konoha was under attack or was going to be, just perfect timing! Whoever was thinking of invading had the worst, stinking timing ever, and he was going to kick their asses for that. Come to think of it who could possibly invade now? Because of Akasuki’s and Orochimaru’s increasing powers all the countries had come to temporary truce to avoid causing extra trouble unnecessarily. Besides, only Suna alone or Lightening and Earth together had the power to actually invade and succeed. And Mist and Wind were allies of Fire, so they were out of the picture. That only left Sound…
He froze. Shit! He had left the girl, supposedly Sasuke, upstairs alone! To the disapproving glare of the Innkeeper and his daughter he ran upstairs hoping that if it was the bastard, he hadn’t left in his absence. It would be just like him.
Banging the door open, his eyes landed on the bed and he groaned. ‘The girl’ wasn’t there. He looked for her cloak around the room and couldn’t find it. Yes, the bastard in disguise had taken the opportunity to run. Gathering Kyuubi’s chakra he enhanced his sense of smell. ‘The girl’s’ scent trailed from the bed to the coat rack then to the open window. Naruto jumped out the window not bothering to run down the stairs and out of the inn. He raced down the street earning weird stares from the passersby. To avoid crowded streets he jumped onto the rooftops of buildings, still trailing the dark-chakra scent. It looked like it was leading to the forest. Naruto cursed, how fast was the bastard? He had left the room for two minutes tops and she was nowhere in sight. Reaching the edge of the village the blond jumped down from the roof and started running towards the trees. Upon reaching the trees the scent became stronger. She must have used the same tree. Increasing his speed, Naruto followed the trees with the strongest scent of ‘the girl’. Suddenly, as Naruto landed on a branch and prepared to jump forward a huge trunk came crashing down on him. Naruto jumped right and the huge tree missed him by a hair.
His blood shimmered in excitement. This chase was starting to get fun.
He started again on ‘the girl’s’ trail, careful incase there were other traps. The wind blew and he caught the scent of water, there was a stream or a small river ahead. If she reached the water, her scent would vanish and he’d lose him. He gathered chakra in his feet and increased his speed even more. He silently marveled at Sasuke’s speed then remembered that he used some kind of forbidden jutsu or medicine to increase it. He frowned, if he had used one of those, then he should be faster and the scent should be getting further away but… the scent was getting closer, minutely, but definitely closer… So he wasn’t relying on any jutsu or medicine. Hmm, he wondered why? Then again why was Sasuke here in the first place? Was he running? From what the Earth shinobi had told them, ‘the girl’ wasn’t with Sound and had been trying to escape the fight and the Sound jounin, when she was knocked unconscious.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glimpsed a dot of black before it vanished. Naruto turned towards the dot and grinned, his fangs showing. Finally he was getting close; he could trace the figure’s movement by the direction of its scent. He caught sight of the water, it was a small river. Suddenly, the scent of the figure ahead turned right instead of across the river, jumping alongside it on the trees. He immediately veered right to cut the distance short. The scent started to get farther away and the distance between them started to increase. Naruto cursed, if she increased her speed any further, he would never catch up to her and lose Sasuke for the second time…
Suddenly an idea struck him and he grinned. Oh, he was going to get the bastard for thinking he could evade him. The bastard might be faster, smarter and a born genius but Naruto was stronger, street smart and a genius prankster. Those traits had paid off many times against geniuses like Sasuke and taught them not to underestimate him. Naruto carefully masked his chakra and instantly created three clones, masking two of their chakras in the process. The two masked clones sped ahead, the remaining clone going a little left following her trail as he sped up going a little to the right and ahead of the clone.
Naruto’s grin spread wider, the bastard wouldn’t know what hit him, literally.
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As soon as Naruto was out of the room, Sasuke was out of bed. ‘Moron’, even after so many years he was still careless and idiotic enough to leave his prisoner without so much as a shadow clone. He wondered how the blond made it to jounin and possibly head of ANBU from what he had heard. He took his cloak, tying the string around his neck, crossed the room to the window and jumped out.
A merry black blur that vanished before anyone could notice, he raced across the rooftops, letting his thoughts run. Back in the inn he hadn’t really noticed the teen leaning over him before he stood up, breaking up his thoughts and embarrassment. And what was that look on Naruto’s face after he had stood up from leaning close to him? Did Naruto suspect something? Did he know it was him? Not likely. He looked nothing like himself, he looked like a girl, his hair and eyes weren’t black that had taken some work but it made a huge difference in his appearance, even though he wasn’t able to mask his fair skin…
He was already way inside the forest. Dropping the chakra masking jutsu for a second as he ran, he created two clones to set up a trap incase anyone followed him. As soon as he was done making them, they departed and he started the jutsu again creating the false chakra signature. His actions automatic, reflexive, and random did not distract him from his train of thought in the least.
So if it wasn’t his disguise then what was it? He reasoned his chakra signature jutsu was impeccable, not even Orochimaru or Kabuto was able to sense his real chakra. It was the secret jutsu he had invented behind Orochimaru’s back and the key element to his successful escape. So there was no way Naruto could tell it was him, unless…
Unless he caught his smell, but that was also impossible he had made sure his was covered by another scent, dark-charka scent to be precise, because it was strong enough to mask his own scent to the point where it would be almost nonexistent. Absent mindedly he caught a familiar chakra signature and instantly became alert, increasing his pace. Damn it, he couldn’t increase his pace with chakra out of fear that the jutsu would break and reveal his real chakra signature and since he wasn’t taking his usual skill enhancing drugs he was a lot slower… Damn you Orochimaru, he cursed, he couldn’t become faster than this because of him. He didn’t help him improve his natural speed. He increased his pace upon reaching the river. If he took the river, he would slow down and whoever was pursuing him would catch up. He turned right and followed along its path instead. The other chakra signature was coming close which meant who ever was following didn’t fall prey to his traps. His speed increased, he concentrated on the chakra signature. His throat and chest constricted being able to recognize it.
It was Naruto’s.
Great… Naruto was following him. Again! Why wouldn’t the dobe stop chasing after him? Didn’t he learn his lesson, what meeting with him was like? All of a sudden, his vision turned blurry. ‘What the hell?’ He touched his eyes. They were filled with water… with tears? As he touched them, the liquid trailed down his fingers and cheeks. Was he… was he crying? Why would he cry? Especially right now, when he needed to get away from him? He wiped them off and fresh ones replaced them. He constantly kept wiping before realizing he was fighting a losing battle and just let them drop. Why wouldn’t the dobe just leave him alone? Why couldn’t he leave him alone? He was a hopeless case, didn’t he realize that? He had no future beyond killing Itachi. He had the past, a cherished but nonetheless haunting and dreadful past. He had the present, to run and seek ways to kill Itachi, and then end the nightmare that was his life. There was no point in chasing after him.
Suddenly, he noted a slight fluctuation in the pursuing chakra signature before it righted itself. He ignored this to continue his inner rant. Why was Naruto so persistent, didn’t he realize he needed to kill Itachi before he died or got killed… was Naruto here… to… kill… him? He was the head of ANBU meaning he was a hunter nin himself… Was that why he was trailing after him, to interrogate and kill him? At these thoughts, for reasons he couldn’t explain to himself, he felt like his heart was tearing into pieces and he couldn’t stop a loud sob from escaping, more tears fell even faster, blurring out everything in his sight. Depending on sheer instinct and other senses he increased his pace, leaving trails of tears in the air behind him.
He had to get as far away as possible. He couldn’t die, not until Itachi was dead. He couldn’t face Naruto. It was too much. He couldn’t look at those hauntingly laughing blue eyes knowing he had tried to kill their owner. Naruto didn’t need them to hunt him anymore. Sasuke just wanted to escape, escape from him, escape from his conscious, his nightmare and pain.
Even in his hysterics, Sasuke sensed the chakra signature going slightly left, a little farther away from him. That didn’t make sense, why would he do that? Unless he wanted to set up a trap…
He glanced back slightly and to his surprise he saw a speedy blur trailing after him through teary eyes. He panicked and increased his pace. He couldn’t get caught, not-
Out of the blue, the wind was knocked out of him and he was falling. He tried to flip but for the first time became aware of the pressure on his front and back. Next, he noticed the mops of blond hair on the blue and green clad figures he was trapped in between. Before he could comprehend, he hit the ground with a bone shattering impact and the clones around him popped. Getting the chance he leapt up instantly and began to jump, but before he could finish the motion he landed painfully on the ground again with someone on his back. Having the wind knocked out of him yet again, he laid on the ground gasping for air hungrily as tears continued to fall down his face into the muddy grass. He was caught… he was going to die… die by Naruto’s hand… pay for backstabbing him… trying to kill him… he would never get to kill Itachi…
He was turned around and the blurry figure sat on his knees effectively trapping them under him.
Seeing the blurred color of golden blond strands and blue eyes, he couldn’t keep it in anymore, he snapped. He started flailing his hands and bucking his legs to get the weight off of him. Loud sobs continuously escaping him as tears fell from the corners of his eyes to his ears and hair until he started screaming. The pain in his chest was beyond agonizing, like his heart was being ripped into pieces again and again and seeking ways to get out of his ribs. He clutched his hand above it desperately trying to tear the skin to let them escape. His fingernails tore through the fabric and dug into his skin, red welts and scratches appeared and droplets of blood rolled down from them, smearing over the surrounding skin, fingers and nails. Within seconds a stream of blood was flowing under the desperately digging fingers as deeper cuts appeared. The blurry figure was still as a statue watching his violently thrashing body. He couldn’t stand being looked at anymore, his thrashing got even more desperate almost unsettling the figure seated upon him. Running out of breath he hiccupped and stopped screaming, gulping down air greedily and taking a momentary respite from trying to get free.
At the sudden silence broken only by panting breaths and a heaving chest, Naruto snapped out of his petrified state and felt relieved that ‘the girl’ had stopped. However, even before he could take a breath of relief, a high-pitched wail and shrill voice pierced his ears and she became even more violent. Arching her back, fingers started digging deeper to rip the piece of skin coving her ribs just above her heart.
Sasuke watched as a blurry hand reached out and gripped his firmly before pulling it away from there, letting out particularly thick streams of blood. Feeling trapped, and desperate to stop the pain by letting his heart escape he lashed out with his free hand before it was captured too. The blurry figure of Naruto shifted and he was pulled into a tight embrace. Warmth enveloped him and he couldn’t stand it, it burnt like fire on his chilly skin. He tried violently to pull his hands from that firm grip, he shook and squirmed, desperate to escape his captor’s hold but couldn’t.
As Sasuke pulled with enough force to rip his hands from their joints trying to get them free, Naruto let them go in fear of injuring him and wrapped his arms around him tightly trapping his hands between their bodies.
Sasuke’s screams became muffled as he buried his face in the chest in front of him, his whole body becoming stiff because of stress. For what felt like hours they remained in that same position. Naruto sitting half on Sasuke’s knees, half on the ground and embracing him in a tight grip, Sasuke leaning on him, burying his face in Naruto’s chest. Gradually he stopped screaming and just cried, his body shaking with each heart wrenching sob. Letting out the pain and tears that he hadn’t shed from the moment he had woken up in the hospital just after the massacre of his family to the moment he had left Naruto at the inn. The pain of his father’s rejection, of losing his family just when he gained his approval, Itachi’s backstabbing, long years of loneliness, of betraying his friends and village, and nightmarish years of revenge seeking under Orochimaru; it all came pouring out of his broken heart, as for the first time in his life someone held him and letting everything escape without pitying him, without labeling him pathetic, without exploiting his weakness.
After the sun had passed mid sky and as birds’ chirping could be heard in the surrounding forest, his crying slowed, and he noticed the large warm hand gently stroking his hair and the arm encircling his waist intimately. He felt himself calming down slowly and finally stopped crying, his body still shaking with occasional hiccups. He stayed quiet, suddenly feeling very tired and drained of energy, but comfortable within the warmth of the other’s body. He felt a heavy weight on his legs and tugged at them. Getting the hint Naruto moved from his legs and sat on the ground, releasing Sasuke from his embrace and returning his hands to his sides. Sasuke was disappointed he had wanted to stay in that warmth longer, he bowed his head and bit his lips, bangs covering his eyes. He shouldn’t want that warmth and comfort… he had to leave, to get Itachi but… just a little bit longer, he could stay here with him then he’d leave.
Naruto looked at Sasuke. Because now he was definitely sure the girl was Sasuke. Though it was slightly different, the fragrance of fresh winter with a hint of fire that lay hidden beneath the thick dark-chakra scent was unique to him only. He could smell it clearly when he was holding her… no… holding him. Not wanting to make him uncomfortable Naruto looked down at his hands, there were big patches of both dried and fresh blood on his right hand and sleeve. Startled he looked back up, with all the commotion he had failed to notice it.
“Damn, you’re bleeding!” he groaned, “Again!” He moved closer towards him, continuing in a low exasperated voice, “At this rate you’re going to die of blood loss and it’s going to be my fault.”
Looking up Sasuke spoke for the first time, “No, it’s not.”
“Yes, it is. I was the one who knocked you out during the fight at the bar and got you pinned with the kunai and shuriken… er … sorry about that,” he said sheepishly scratching the back of his head.
“Moron,” Sasuke said quietly.
“Hey, don’t call me that, it was an accident and I apologized,” he scolded him then continued in a normal voice, “Anyway, take off your cloak and shirt… er… blouse so I can take a look at the wound.”
“No need.”
“What do you mean ‘no need’? You wanna die of blood loss?” Naruto frowned at him.
“If you can’t heal it there’s no need for you to see it.”
“Hey, don’t get smart with me. Now off with the blouse!”
“No,” Sasuke narrowed his eyes and replied.
“Why not?”
“Like I said you can’t heal. So there’s no need for you to see.”
“Oh… it’s that problem?” Naruto grinned lecherously, “I promise I won’t look at your cute little boobs though I did see them yester- Ow, what did you do that for?” he scowled, rubbing the spot on his head where he had been hit.
“Pervert, I was taking about the wound, and like I said, you can’t heal.”
“Yes, I can,” Naruto replied indignantly, “and I’m not a pervert just appreciative of… beauty. Yes, I admit they are just really exquisite.”
Sasuke turned red, twisting his head as far as he could from the blond he looked away. Embarrassed, he also felt a twinge of something spark inside him at the thought that Naruto liked him, or rather… them, “Hn, you are,” he argued quietly.
“No, I’m not,” Naruto grinned, “I don’t make a habit of looking at people’s boobs. I just happened to see yours while I was bandaging you. Anyway, do you want me to pin you down and get the blouse off?” Naruto asked seriously, “Cuz, I can and will if you don’t.”
“Fine,” he grumbled and untied the knot of his cloak pulling his blouse off. Turning around, he let Naruto look at the blood soaked bandages.
Naruto winced at the droplets of blood still dripping from the wet bandages and started to take them off.
In Naruto’s mind, suddenly, the fox grinned, ‘Hey brat use my chakra again and start from his lower back and belly, then do whatever you want.’
‘Why?’ narrowing his eyes Naruto asked suspiciously, ‘there’s no wound there,’ the fox was being helpful which happened like… never.
‘Ah, I think he might have cramps in his waist from leaning forward for so long.’
‘It can wait. The bleeding needs to stop first.’
‘He’ll be more comfortable, and your job will be easier if he relaxes. Besides, he got bashed by Itachi before, remember, and if we’re right he suffered some nasty injuries. So his spine should be your main priority.’
‘Fine, I’ll start from his head and go down his spine.’
‘No, start from his lower back and belly.’
‘Fox, I think Sakura said to start healing from the head downward for spinal injuries,’ he said with gritted teeth. Kyuubi was confusing his very limited amount of medical knowledge and he was being very persistent and helpful, which he never was unless it meant he was getting something in return. There was definitely something wrong.
‘What does that human know?’ Kyuubi scoffed, ‘Nothing compared to what I know.’
‘Unlike you, she is reliable, and wouldn’t try to kill him, or injure him in the least,’ he retorted.
‘I’m not trying to kill or harm him, you ungrateful little twerp. And if it weren’t for me you never would have realized it was him in the first place,’ Kyuubi growled.
‘Fine I’ll-’
“Daydreaming, idiot?” the girly tone of Sasuke’s irritated voice brought him back to reality.
Naruto looked at him, blinked then blushed. The girl Sasuke was leaning forward on her hands, back bent, legs folded underneath and looking at him over her shoulder. Dark violet hair framed her flushed cheeks and equally dark eyes looked at him from between long lashes. A bloody cut on her left cheek just added more to her sinful look and sexy posture. Looking away from the alluring sight in front of him, he started to mold Kyuubi’s chakra in his right hand and finished his inner conversation with the fox.
‘If he gets so much as a torn muscle because of your advice, I swear I’m going to kill you.’
‘I’m not trying to kill him. Stop lecturing and just do what I said.’
Naruto fell silent and followed the fox’s instructions.
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