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MadMan	By : Mysticaldragon11 Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1096 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Zetsu couldn’t get out of the hospital fast enough. He headed for the parking lot and haled a taxi. His friends weren’t aware he had been released yet and he had somewhere to be before they did. The taxi took him home and he stayed long enough to change clothes and get his car. His friends had taken it home for him and he was grateful.
He drove back to the nightmare wrong turn and made the same right instead of a left. It led him back to the house that would now be empty or if he was correct housed a boy who had been to hell and back. Zetsu drove up to the gates that now stood open. The house was covered in crime seen tape and Zetsu moved it out of his way as he entered.
His arm was in a sling and he had a cane for his hip but it only slowed him down. He would be a sore mother later but right now he had to find the boy who had saved his life. He hoped that the boy had gotten scared and ran until everyone was gone and then went back to the house. Zetsu opened the front door and walked in.
It was a moment of déjà vu all over again. He could almost see the man waving him in. He walked to the kitchen and looked around. He almost expected to see the lemonade spilled on the floor and the shattered glass. The kitchen was clean. There was no lemonade and no broken glass. He turned from the kitchen and walked into the living room.
Animal heads adorned the walls and swords of different cultures accompanied them. He walked over to the mantle and looked at the only picture in the room. It was a picture of a little boy and woman. He guessed it was either a wife and son or him and his mother. He turned from the room and walked over to the door leading to the cellar.
The door turned easily and made a soft swishing sound on the floor. He walked down the stairs or more like hobbled due to the sore hip. He came to the bottom of the stairs and was welcomed with the sight of a room across the way. A big heavy wooden door with locks on it stood open.
Zetsu limped his way over to the room and stopped in the doorway. He looked right. A table and a chair sat against the wall. He looked left a twin bed was the only other thing in the room. Upon the bed was the boy. He lay huddled in a ball shivering from the cold that wafted through the room. Zetsu could see the pale skin covered in scars and new cuts.
The boys face was hidden by the mattress that was stripped of sheets and a pillow. Shackles hung on the corners of the bed posts and nothing else was present. Zetsu made his way over to the bed. The boy whimpered. He could feel the madman coming for him again.
“Ssh. It’s okay. I am not going to hurt you. I am the guy whose life you saved. I’m Zetsu.” He said softly. The boy rolled over a little to look up at him.
“You shouldn’t be here. He will hear you and he will come for you.” The boy said. Zetsu shook his head. He sat on the edge of the bed. The boy cringed.
“No you killed the madman. He is dead. He can’t hurt you anymore.” Zetsu said. He reached over and brushed the hair off of the boy’s forehead out of his eyes. The boy closed his eyes tightly.
“Will you be taking his place?” He asked. Zetsu pulled his hand away. He was shocked to hear that the boy thought he was going to be what the madman had been to him.
“No way, I would never do that to another human. Listen, you must have parents somewhere who are worried about you. Let me take you home.” Zetsu said trying to ease the boy’s fear.
A shrill laugh echoed across the room. Zetsu jumped at the sound of it. He looked at the boy concerned. “He killed them. He killed them all. I have no family. I have nobody. I am alone. He likes it that way. He says I am his now and no one can take me away.” The boy smiled a sinister smile. It didn’t fit the boy’s features.
Zetsu sighed. He hadn’t expected that the boy would be all there but this was bordering on insanity. He did the only thing he could do. He wrapped the boy up in a blanket that the boy had somehow had the mind to grab. He picked up the boy and cursed when his arm reminded him of its broken state.
His arm was the least of his worries right now though. He managed to get the boy over his shoulder and cradled against him as much as he could. It was an awkward angle but it was the best he could do. He carried the boy up the stairs and out of the basement. He wondered if the boy had ever been out of the basement other than to be carried to the motor home.
Somehow he doubted it. When he reached the living room he stopped and put the boy down on the couch. He wondered when the last time was the boy had worn clothes. He went to the madman’s bedroom and found a pair of draw string sleep pants and an oversized T-shirt. He came back to the living room hoping the boy hadn’t run off in his absence. The boy however was still on the couch staring out into nothing.
Zetsu pushed the blanket off of the boys shoulders and began the brutal task of dressing the boy. He slipped the T-shirt over his head and let the material fall over his body. The boy looked a bit shocked at him at first. Instinct kicked in and the boy put his arms through the proper holes of the shirt. The pants were a little harder as the boy was jerky and uncooperative as Zetsu tried to put them on him.
“I’m not going to hurt you. I need your help though. I can’t get these on you with one hand. Please just help me get these on you so we can leave.” Zetsu pleaded. The boy looked at Zetsu as if he had spoken a foreign language. “Leave? I can’t. He will find me.” The boy said. Zetsu closed his eyes and sighed.
”No he won’t. He is dead, you killed him. He can’t hurt you anymore.” Zetsu said. The boy looked down at his bare knees. He began to sob uncontrollably. Zetsu sighed. He wrapped the blanket around the boy’s waist and put the sleep pants over his shoulder. They needed to get as far away from here as possible.
Zetsu coaxed the boy to his feet. The boy was wobbly and pain was evident on his face. Zetsu wanted to murder the bastard all over again. Zetsu half carried half walked the boy out the front door to his car that thankfully was in the driveway in front of the motor home. As soon as the boy seen the motor home he began to scream.
Zetsu pulled the boy against him and hid his face from the monstrosity that had been the boy’s mobile prison. He herded the boy to his car where he opened the passenger door and set the boy inside. He tucked the blanket around the boy’s legs and shut the door. He reached over and grabbed the seat belt and hooked the belt over the boy’s body. The boy continued to use his hands to hide his face as Zetsu climbed into the driver’s side.
Zetsu hooked his seat belt and started the engine. He gave the house one last look of disgust and pulled out of the gated property. He wanted to blow the damn place to smithereens. He drove down the street and not once did he look in the rearview mirror. There was no point in looking back when there was a boy who needed him to move him forward into the future.
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