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Chapter 3: Sleep Over

So much for going home. Sasuke
thought lazily as he listened to Naruto putter around the kitchen cooking
dinner for his guests. From his perch in Hinata�s lap, the kitten watched the
blonde through a serving window in the wall that separated living room from
kitchen, absently wondering how the blonde had learned the culinary arts with
no one around to teach him.
Trial
and error, I suppose. The kitten let out a grunt and a sigh as something in
his back popped, presumably (and hopefully) back into its original position. He
relaxed, letting his body be molded and prodded as Hinata�s hands willed. She
petted and massaged him, easing stress and pain as she did so, gradually
changing him from feline to pudding.
Honestly, Sasuke just wanted to
melt into the towel he was sprawled tummy down on. He knew that his placid
state was, in part if not totality, due to whatever medicine the death happy
vet had given him. That, combined with whatever Naruto had added to the milk
he�d forced the kitten to drink, had the kitten feeling pretty good.
Dimly, the young Uchiha knew that
he should be putting up a fuss about his treatment; he was not a cat, despite
his current appearance, and did not want to spend the rest of his days as a
pet. He knew that he should be seriously bothered by his predicament, that
having Naruto in charge of his care should be scaring the Hell out of him. He should
be screaming his head off, demanding to go to the Hokage and be changed back to
his normal form, not letting Hinata�s hands roam over
his body.
However all that
seemed to be too much trouble; being safe, warm, and heavily medicated were
inducing a sense of calm the Uchiha hadn�t felt since he�d been young.
Before his
parents had been murdered.
Sasuke�s sense of peace began to evaporate, the rage and depression the thought sparked
momentarily chasing away the effects of the pain killers. But then Hinata took
hold of his right rear leg and began rotating the appendage slowly as much as
Sasuke�s hip joint would allow. Pressure built and built inside the kitten
until it was just this side of pain, then, just as he was about to protest his
treatment, the Hyuga heiress did something that made all the pain and pressure
disappear, the relief from pain helping to restore his content state of mind.
He knew he should be bothered by
all this also but, still, he just couldn�t seem to manage it.
But
I�m on to you, Sasuke thought a bit drunkenly as Hinata gently turned him
onto his back, mindful of his worst injury, a badly mauled shoulder. I know your game- you can�t fool me! And
you, He looked up at her slyly, seeing past her look of concentration and
instead noticing her pink tinged cheeks. I�m
onto you too!
They would make an odd couple, to
be sure, but would be cute as could be if it worked.
Too bad that subtlety was wasted on
Naruto and subtlety seemed all Hinata could muster. But that was okay since the
more Hinata relaxed and laughed, the more confident she grew around the blonde.
Sasuke smiled up at her- or at least tried to even though, since he was a cat,
it looked like a baring of teeth to Hinata- and knew that it was only a matter
of time before her confidence fuelled the Hyuga heiress�s courage enough to
confess her feelings to Naruto.
�Dinner!�
Naruto called, balancing the plates on his hands and forearms. He set the
plates on the serving window platform with care, then shooed the kids into the
bathroom to wash their hands. Sasuke could hear them chattering, Naruto�s voice
seeming a tad louder than normal in the small apartment.
I
didn�t know he lived alone. It had never occurred to Sasuke to wonder about
the living arrangements of his teammate. He knew that Naruto was an orphan but
he hadn�t made the leap that Naruto lived by himself. He didn�t understand why
he hadn�t made a connection just that- stupidly- he hadn�t.
This new piece of information did
shed light on some of the blonde�s habits and personality quirks, though.
Naruto�s apartment was a small one
bedroom. The living room served as a multi purpose room and showed evidence of
the various activities it played host to. There was a neat pyramid of scrolls
in one corner, set next to a small bookshelf that had been crammed to bursting
with various paper materials and media. Closest to the large dinning table was
a refrigerator that had to be as tall, if not taller, than Naruto. There were a
few small shelves positioned above comfortable height around the room that
could be easily accessed via the single large wooden chair Hinata was currently
occupying. Sasuke could not comment on the bedroom, bathroom or the kitchen
since he had not been taken through to those areas, but he wondered vaguely if
they would match the general shabbiness of the living room area. It was clean,
Sasuke could tell, but nearly everything he saw had the overall feeling of
being hand-me-downs. The kitten stared at a patch in the table cloth covering
the table and wondered if Naruto had done it himself or if someone had shown
him how to do the intricate stitching.
��Number one Ninja,�� Hinata said
quietly, her hands smoothing Sasuke�s fur back into place. ��Do your best!��
The kitten looked around, trying to
follow her gaze. She was reading the captions of the handwritten posters on the
walls. The young Uchiha thought it odd to put such phrases up as decoration but
since it was Naruto who had done it, Sasuke doubted he�d understand the answer
even if he got one. Another thing that was a bit out of place were all of the
blonde�s plants- they were on the high shelves in the living room, one on top
of the fridge, a few in the kitchen and a rather large one sitting on the floor
near the table.��
I
never figured Naruto for a plant person. He thought. Actually, Sasuke had
doubted that his teammate possessed enough intelligence and sense of
responsibility to care for a dead rat, but the plants were proving to be a
testament to Naruto�s abilities; they were all lush and green and healthy as far
as Sasuke could tell.
Naruto and company came back, the
kids thundering down the little hall like a herd of elephants with the blonde
bringing up the rear. Surprisingly, Naruto was not bounding along with them
and, as the blonde took the kitten from Hinata, even looked a bit tired as he
gave the girl directions to the restroom. Once again, Sasuke was lain against Naruto�s chest and held in place one-handed.
Then the blonde crawled under the
table.
At first, Sasuke thought his
teammate was out to pull a prank on the unsuspecting Hyuga girl, but, as Naruto
began to fuss with the bottom of the table, the kitten realized something else
was going on. When the blonde actually began balancing the underside of the
table on his shoulders, however, keeping the piece of furniture steady with his
free hand, all rational theories disappeared and the Uchiha was thoroughly
lost.
The blonde sucked in a breath and
Sasuke could hear movement in the room. �Ready?� Naruto called, waiting until
he heard a chorus of agreement. �GO!�
In one sudden movement, he lifted,
forcing the table into the air above the floor. At his signal, the three kids
each attacked a different table leg, forcing the appendages to turn. The wood
squeaked painfully in protest then gradually gave in, the legs unscrewing
completely. The kids did it with gusto and excitement, giggling madly as they
worked. Soon there was only on leg left and when that one was unscrewed and
safely stacked with the others on the opposite side of the room, Naruto began
another balancing act as he worked awkwardly to set the now quadriplegic table
on the floor.
Sasuke, alarm chasing away his
contentment, started having serious doubts about this.� The blonde had never demonstrated any kind of
successful balancing ability and this juggling act, as it was rapidly
degenerating into, made the Uchiha fear for his life. The kitten sank his claws
into Naruto�s clothing to let himself feel a bit more
secure as the table thumped the blonde in the head and began listing
dangerously to the left. Before the table could hit the floor, or the blonde
again for that matter, someone grabbed it, leveling the board. Now that someone
had the other end secured, Naruto grabbed the unsupported side with his free
hand, ducked down below the wood again and twisted out from under it. It left
him in another awkward position but that didn�t seem to bother him as he and
his helper lowered the wooden board to the floor cooperatively, Naruto not even
getting his hand caught.
�Thanks Hinata!� Naruto grinned at her
as he straightened, free hand rubbing his shoulders. He then turned his
attention on the other occupants of the room. �Where�d you guys go?�
�We didn�t want to get hit.�
Konahamaru explained. �Besides, you being a full fledged ninja and all, we
didn�t think you�d need our help.� His innocent act was ruined only by the
smirk that he was ineffectually suppressing.
Sasuke watched Naruto�s hand twitch
and convulse as if it had the urgent desire to strangle something. Or someone. Instead the blonde handed the kitten back to
Hinata, picked up the lost table clothe and, with a flourish, spread the
covering over the newly resettled �table.� Naruto then fetched sitting cushions
from his room, thrust them at the kids to place, and retrieved everyone�s bowls
from his kitchen, arranging the dishes on the table.
�Have a seat,� The blonde said
brightly as he disappeared again to get utensils. He returned, handed them out,
and took Sasuke from Hinata once again. �What�s wrong?�
The kitten could tell that Hinata
felt at a loss. She, like the children, had selected her sitting place
obediently and, like the children, was probably wondering how to go about
asking what the contents of her dinner bowl were without seeming rude. Sasuke
smirked, familiar with his teammates cooking. Though he got low points for
aesthetic presentation, the blonde did know how to cook nutritional food that
tasted good. Sadly, for the uninitiated, gathering up the courage for that
first bite was could be quite troublesome. As much as she adored the blonde,
Sasuke bet that Hinata�s instinct for self preservation was proving stronger
than her crush.
To her credit, Hinata did give it a
try- sort of. Armed with her chopsticks, she gave the liquid an experimental
poke and nearly jumped when the thin staves of wood connected with something
hidden in the murky depths. The object shifted and an air bubble burst from the
ooze with a sound akin to what one might hear from a puddle of sludge under
similar circumstances.
Hinata.
Stared.

Hunger won out in the end. Sasuke
knew that it would eventually, and as he nursed from his bottle (This is so demeaning! Naruto�s a dead man!
He vowed.), he saw Hinata square her
shoulders, pick up her bowl, and fish out�something. With evident reservations,
she put the morsel in her mouth and chewed with her eyes screwed tightly shut.
The kitten watched her, waiting.
The children stared at her, quite
obviously certain that the young lady was going to drop dead any second. But
she didn�t die; instead she smiled reassuringly at them and began to polish off
her dinner, evidently happy.
Sasuke watched the kids begin
theirs and remembered back to his own first encounter with the rather
unappetizing meal. They had been out on a mission, divvying up the chores
before bedding down for the night. Naruto had drawn cooking duty and had made
the same stew-like creation for them all. He�d done it happily and with
enthusiasm, clearly eager for the opportunity to show off his skills. Then,
like now, no one had wanted to try it except the blonde. He had dug in
immediately, baffled when they failed to follow suit.
�What the Hell is this?� Sakura had
demanded, pointing at her dinner. �We can�t eat this! It�s disgusting! We�ll
probably all die!�
Naruto had blinked,
his confusion evident as he finished his mouthful. �But it�s good! Try some.�
�I�m not eating this!� The kunoichi
had screeched angrily. �Cook something normal! Sasuke, don�t touch- SASUKE!�
The Uchiha heir, driven by cold and
hunger, egged on by the long day, had begun eating the mystery slope. Sasuke
remembered devoting all his attention to the stew and its consumption, tuning
Sakura�s shouting out. Maybe it wasn�t the best looking but it was food that
tasted okay and, at the time, that was all that had mattered to him. Eventually
Kakashi and Sakura had both given in and eaten it
too.
No one had complimented the blonde
on his cooking ability and no one had apologized for having misgivings and
doubts about him. Later that week, Naruto had gotten cooking duty again and
Sasuke remembered having the feeling that he and the other two had missed an
important opportunity somewhere- that they had screwed up in a big way- but he
couldn�t figure out what it was or how to fix it
Since their first introduction to
his cooking, Naruto had never showed the same level of enthusiasm for the chore
again.
�Boss!�
Konahamaru yelled. �This is great! Can you teach you how to make this- Grandpa�ll love it.�
Hinata finished her current
mouthful, snorting a bit in embarrassment when she slurped. �Who is your
Grandfather, Konahamaru?�
�Huh? Oh, the
third Hokage.� The young man replied absently, his attention on eating
once again.
Sasuke began to choke on the
bottle�s nipple. Using his right paw he shoved the offending object away and
coughed. Naruto switched his grip on the kitten, rotating the feline until he
lay belly down on the blonde�s forearm at a downward angle. He patted Sasuke�s
back between the fur ball�s shoulder blades carefully until the kitten got its
breathing under control again. Once that had been accomplished, Naruto began
thumping Hinata on the back, helping her to conquer her own sudden bout of
choking.
�What?� The blonde asked in
surprise, righting his charge and smoothing the kitten�s ruffled fur. �You mean
you didn�t know?�

The evening progressed into true
night outside as the occupants of the small apartment talked of shared hobbies
and school work. Deep in conversation, none of them noticed the gathering dark
as they laughed and shared their past experiences. Naruto and Hinata, being
seniors of the gathered ninjas, gave the younger genin tips and advice about
the more complicated jutsus the youngsters were
trying to master. Hinata was more helpful in this area since she was better at
the complex hand signs that triggered the jutsu but Naruto had his own shinning moment of mentoring when he
offered exercises to improve control over chakra usage.�
�From school work, the discussion digressed to
stories and fables that Hinata and Naruto had heard about as children but that
Konahamaru and the others had missed out on. Initially starting as an exercise
in opinion sharing and lesson learning, things quickly turned into amateur
theater with Naruto and Hinata as the stars. Sasuke, held by Konahamaru,
watched the two transform Naruto�s apartment into a stage, making complete
idiots of themselves for the entertainment of the trio and himself and wanted
to smile. Once Hinata got into it and began acting out her roles in the various
tales in an overly dramatic fashion, things went from funny to wacky since
Naruto was normally over the top by nature and the only available props were
the blonde�s possessions. Things got so bad that, at one point, neither of them
could get through their lines with a straight face, breaking down into fits of
giggling that only helped to feed the laughter of the trio watching.
�And from that day forth,� Naruto
exclaimed proudly, still trying to keep a straight face. He was down on one
knee, fists pressed to the floor with his forehead cast downward in an
expression of obedience. Hinata was standing in front of him, looking very much
her part of princess with her hands folded neatly in front of her as she
accepted her new protector�s offer of allegiance. �The princess had a body
guard to protect her from all harm, who would honor her with loyalty and
devotion for the rest of his days. The ninja pledged this all to her and she
became his princess.�
The blonde jumped to his feet and
bowed, Hinata doing the same beside him. The kids cheered, whistling and
whooping loudly in appreciation of the impromptu production. They clapped
enthusiastically and Sasuke watched the couple preen under the praise, even
though they both were ducking their heads and blushing.
Naruto glanced out a nearby window
and frowned, removing his �sword,� a long handled wooden spoon, from his belt.
�It�s really late.� He said
abruptly to his guests. �Looks like you guys are spending the night after all.�
The blonde scratched his chin, eyebrows knitting together as he thought. He
ignored Hinata�s inarticulate squawk and the high-fives the kids gave one
another, disappearing down the hall into his bedroom.
�N-no, Naruto,� Hinata protested,
following him. �Really, that�s not necessary! I can walk home-�
�This neighborhood isn�t the safest
in daylight hours.� Naruto said, not looking up from his chore. He was
stripping his bed down, removing the dirty sheets and replacing them with fresh
ones. �This time of night, it�s dangerous for even chunnin.��
�Well, there wasn�t much the Hyuga girl could
say to that; she trusted him and if Naruto said it was dangerous, Hinata would
give him the benefit of the doubt. The girls got Naruto�s room, sharing the bed
between them, while the boys took over the blonde�s living room. He had spare
blankets and with them fashioned a bed for the two boys to sleep on, who would have been grateful except that they were already
asleep. Being a good host, Naruto rummaged through his wardrobe for pajamas
that would fit the girls as well as a set of extra clothes for himself for tomorrow so he wouldn�t have to intrude on them.
When everyone was settled down for the night, Naruto wished them all pleasant
dreams, took the kitten, turned on the bathroom light, and retired to the
kitchen.

Elbow on the newly reconstructed
table, temple propped against his fist, Naruto cradled the kitten against his
chest in his free hand. He was facing the window, blue eyes diligently watching
the nightlife activity outside. It wasn�t like he expected anything would
happen this early in the holiday, but he couldn�t be one hundred percent sure
and the blonde couldn�t take any chances with his small home filled with
precious people.
I
am never going to drink. The blonde thought dismally as sleep tried to suck
him under. This holiday brought out the worst in people, as far as he was
concerned. The animosity and contempt that he dealt with under normal
circumstances intensified nearly ten fold during the festival. Naruto couldn�t
blame them, really, since technically he was the vessel for the nine tailed fox
and taking their anger out on him was the closest they would ever get to
actually hurting the real thing. He couldn�t forgive their ignorance though,
assuming that he was the human form of the beast when in reality he was
anything but.
Altogether, for the adults in the
village, the entire festival was an excuse to be extremely mean to Naruto and
use him as a whipping boy of sorts. As the week wore on, Nauto�s
apartment would not be a safe haven since ambitious individuals, emboldened by
copious amounts of alcohol, would try to break in and, as they put it, �Right
the wrong made fifteen years ago.�
He straightened, freeing his arm in
order to take another bite of his dinner, a granola bar. A few days ago, he had
made a whole batch of the calorie and protein packed things for his meals since
normal food would soon no longer stay down. He finished the remainder of the
bar, leaning awkwardly forward to avoid getting crumbs all over the sleeping
feline. Naruto dusted his hand off on his pants and then pressed the back of
his palm against his forehead while he chewed. He then held the hand out in
front of him, held flat with fingers splayed, frowning at the mild trembling he
saw.
He made a fist again and resettled
his elbow on the table once more. The closer it came to his birthday, the more
incapacitated he�d become. The fever he had already known was there, mainly by
having his own suspicions confirmed by Hinata�s observations. It, like the
tremors, was going to get worse and worse until Naruto wouldn�t be able to
move.
But that�s what friends were for-
too bad he hadn�t received any word about if they were coming or not. It�s so late� He wasn�t referring to the
actual time of night but to the narrow timetable he was chained too- if help
was actually on the way, they needed to be here very soon.
�He was going to have to hide, he realized,
somewhere in the forest where even the most die-hard fox hater wouldn�t be able
to find him.
Out of sight, out of mind. He
remembered and smiled, though not happily. The only draw back to this plan was
the question of where. Where would he be able to hide? Normal foxes had dens to
hide in if a predator came after them, tunnels that twisted and turned in an
intricate maze to confuse pursuers. There wasn�t anywhere big enough under
ground that he would fit, though. But if
I can�t go down, then there�s always up.
And, for Naruto, going up always
held more appeal than going down in any and all things. He resumed his vigil,
occasionally stroking the kitten as he tuned his senses outward to look for
danger. He had people he was responsible for and he would let no harm come to
them while they were in his care.
~Especially
Hyuga.~ The fox added from the depths of its cage.
Shut
up. Naruto returned to his task, firmly ignoring the beast and the small
pang of pain in his heart.

More�s Moment:
If any of you have read the manga,
you know the general set up of at least Naruto�s kitchen and that he has those
little sayings posted here and there. I wanted to keep that in there since it
speaks volumes, both about his upbeat personality and also because it�s something
a parent would say to cheer their child on. I�ve often wondered what someone
visiting his apartment would think about those little posters; would they think
those phrases were just decoration or would they realize just how little human
interaction there is in his life?
�� As always,
thank you everyone for reading! Reviews are well and truly appreciated so
please leave one before you go. Sorry for the short chapter but I promise that
the next one will be longer- I had to stop at this point otherwise the chapter
would have taken forever to read and, besides, I�m still tinkering with it
(making sure everything is consistent). Anyways, hope you all enjoyed it.
Have a wonderful day!
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