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Sector Five	By : FlairForTheVeil Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2291 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 3: The Looting and the Losing
The ground was still wet with rain and Naruto’s boots sunk into it while Sasuke walked with lighter, more graceful steps, his feet not sinking into mud and just barely skimming the surface of the ground. They were walking through a clearing in the woods about a quarter mile from the main camp. It was humid and there were strange bugs flying around and making strange sounds and Naruto was just plain freaked out.
Sasuke had made no attempt to start a conversation, sending out an unspoken rule that Naruto was supposed to trudge behind him and be silent.
Well, that wasn’t really working out for Naruto.
He felt that it was instinct and start a conversation because he was becoming jittery from the grave silence and scuffed his foot into a particularly nasty patch of mud.
“So,” he started, speeding his steps a bit so that he was a few feet behind the raven instead of ten. “How long is it to the ‘main road’?”
Sasuke slightly turned his face towards Naruto and regarded him with a solid gaze and lifted a shoulder, fixing the strap of his rifle and gripping it tighter. “About two miles from here, hour trek.”
Naruto stuffed his hands in his pockets and slithered a bit closer to Sasuke, becoming excited at getting a few words out of the boy. He noticed that the raven stood about five seven or five eight. “What is the main road? And what’s the point of going?”
Sasuke raised a dark eyebrow and slowed down a bit so that they were walking side by side, the trees around them becoming more scarce and dead. “You really don’t remember anything, do you? Not even long term memories?”
Naruto nodded and leant his head back, looking up at the dreary stormy sky. “I remember hair colors and I think a bit of my military days, but that’s about it. And a lot of the things I do feel like instinct, so I think I’m acting the same way I did… before?” He grunted at his own confusion. He really wished he could remember what kind of person he was. “Hey, I asked you what the main road was and why we’re going. Don’t change the subject, you sly dog.”
The raven nodded and gripped Itachi’s rifle a bit closer to his side, eyeing the scratched-out family crest carved into the black wood. In all honesty, the members of his camp weren’t sure that they could trust the blond that Sasuke had lugged from the main street. He could be a spy, or a bandit, sending out messages to his former camp members with his stupid glazed-eyed dazes into the sun and loud snor…es. Sasuke scrunched his nose and tried to stop turning into Itachi.
“The main road is part of what Five left behind when they were destroyed by One about two years ago. There are department stores, convenience stores, schools, hospitals, gas stations left behind… supplies. When the weather changes like this, we get blankets and heavier clothing. When it gets hotter, lighter clothing and shorts for Karin. Food and water from convenience stores, first aid kits. Gun shops are untouched by bandits, so we scavenge the ammo and pick up extra guns and knives. Paper from schools for personal loot runs, educational books for leisure. The water still runs in those schools, so when we find a hospital, we take all of the camp with us and bathe in the locker rooms. When we find a hospital, we pick up medicine, advanced supplies, let Karin go nuts in it… we try to stay close enough to the road in case one of us gets severely injured and we need to go to one of them. Fill up that tank when we come across a gas station,” Sasuke tilted his head down at the red can in Naruto’s grasp. “Take the most important and minimal amount for travel.”
Naruto nodded and ran a hand through his hair. “And those… Katons? Scouts? What do you do about them? Shoot them? Take ‘em hostage?”
The raven’s steps faltered a bit and he turned more of his body to Naruto, noticing pale collarbones and a bruise on the back of his hand resting on the Blaser. “We’re not fucking bandits. Deactivate the Katons. Stab the scouts. Hope you don’t mind gore because there’s one behind us.”
The blond’s whole body froze and he felt the hair on his arms and the back of his neck stand up. Who? Sasuke pressed a shiv into his sweaty palm and shoved him to the ground. “What? Wait- Sas-wait!” But it was too late; the raven had jogged to the east into a thick patch of trees and was no longer visible.
Naruto tensed up and turned a full 360, raising the clothed and battered handle of the shiv to his chest and fell into a defensive stance.
Indeed, there was another presence in the forest, closing in at an alarming rate behind him. Naruto quickly turned and sent his foot crashing into the gut of a slim man with long brown hair and pale eyes. The man was sent tumbling a few feet back but quickly righted himself, setting his palms in a strange formation and opening his mouth as if he were about to say something.
“Where were-“ he panted, but was quickly silenced with a dull whoosh and the splattering of blood on the folded grass below their feet.
Naruto lamely watched as the man who made something in the back of his mind crawl and wriggle sink to the ground, a fine bullet hole in his back and obviously through his heart. Blood was seeping into his white shirt around the hole, wetting his long hair and slowly expanding to his shoulder blades.
Am I slow or is everybody else just too fast, Naruto thought to himself, turning around when an angry pair of footsteps made their way to him.
“What the hell were you doing?” Before the blond knew it, Sasuke was shoving his finger into his neck and robbed Naruto of his breath. He hunched over and coughed but when he tried to inhale the only thing he got was the metallic scent of blood and petrichor. His eyes watered and he stared at the raven’s toned calves through his pants.
“What the hell do you mean, what am I doing? You’re the one who shoved me as bait for that guy!” Naruto rasped and stood back up, glaring at the pale boy.
“Yes, what were you doing,” Sasuke hissed and snatched the shiv away from Naruto’s grasp. “You were obviously supposed to run the opposite way as me when I gave this to you.” The raven glared at him and shoved the knife into his weapons belt. “Maybe you really got yourself knocked stupid.”
“How the hell was I supposed to know that?” Naruto growled and tried to rival Sasuke’s glare. “Maybe a ‘Run!’ woulda’ helped, instead of shoving me to the ground and running away from me.” He crossed his arms.
Sasuke broke eye contact and looked into the trees, thinning his lips and setting the R8 back onto his shoulder. “Whatever. Let’s just go.” He turned back to where he had shot the long haired man and prepared to take a step, but the sight was what stopped him from taking it.
There was a large pool of blood on the ground, marled from body weight and steam rising from the cold. The body was gone.
In the place where the dead man had been was a message written in his own blood:
We’re coming for you, Naruto.
Sasuke was in a noticeably worse mood when they were a visible distance away from the main road.
He was jogging in front of Naruto again, refusing to speak to the blond and too eager to get away from him.
We need to disband soon, the raven thought to himself. His group has found him, and I’m sure that when they pinpoint him they’ll ransack us and gut us.
Behind him, Naruto stared at the back of his spiky hair and wondered why the raven wouldn’t speak to him. He was just beginning to enjoy the boy’s presence…
Sasuke suddenly skidded to a stop and turned his whole body towards Naruto, spooking the blonde and almost ramming into him. He tilted his head downwards to the raven, wondering if he was going to say anything.
Sasuke glanced around them as they were a few feet away from the paved street, the beginnings of abandoned cars just becoming prominent as they neared the city. “You,” he murmured, “stay close.” He turned and stalked between a few dirt-covered cars, feeling along the side of a cement building and peeking his head out into the main street.
What greeted his dark eyes were destroyed pieces of white, shiny material and hundreds of long steel contraptions that looked like bent fingers spread like hay across the pavement of the street. There was blood on some of the shiny material and even a few body parts variously spread and singed throughout the chaos. There were random clothes and cans of food, dead bugs and rotting carcasses and skeletons of animals and people sprinkled across the icing of white metal and broken Katon legs. He envisioned one of those spider-like white robots, with its analyzing electric blue eyes and guns poised and ready at its side, standing about five feet tall and one hundred percent deadly.
It looked like the area had already been cleaned of the spiders, and Sasuke wondered who by. He stepped into the middle of the street and nearly onto a frozen blue hand and waited for the robots to take the bait.
Nothing happened.
Sasuke picked up a large chunk of metal and threw it across the street to hit a brick building, the loud pang of metal echoing through the streets and ringing in his ears.
“The fuck are you doing?” Naruto hissed from his crouched position beside a car, beckoning for Sasuke to come back with his gas tank.
Nothing emerged from the shadows of alleys and nobody resurrected from the sewer holes in the street. He jogged towards a school district and expected Naruto to follow close behind, readying the rifle and crouching behind the wooden fence of a playground that had blood splattered through its protective rubber mulch and red smudges on its equipment. Sasuke spared the sight a remorseful glance and hopped the fence onto a cement walkway that led to an exit of the elementary school. He heard Naruto fall on his ass behind him but quickly recover and deemed him an acceptable travel partner.
The raven tried the double glass doors of the school but they wouldn’t budge. He cupped his hands around his eyes and peeked into them, seeing a flickering green exit sign at the opposite end of the hall and illuminating spread papers and school supplies on the ground.
He sighed and stepped a few paces away to scavenge for a different entrance when he heard a grunt, a screech of metal and the shattering of glass behind him. He whirled around and snapped the safety off the rifle and cocked its round ready. Blue eyes were glowing in the dark at him, but not those made of LEDs. Naruto grinned from inside the school, broken glass shattered all around him and some still breaking off from the door and crackling on the ground. “Come on, bastard!”
Sasuke clicked the safety back on and inspected the shattered glass on the ground about four feet in diameter from the door to the inside of the school. He used the rifle mouth to clear jagged glass from the frame of the door and set his hand on it, lugging himself over and readying to steady his feet on broken glass when Naruto reached out and grabbed him by the torso to set him on the clear tile floor beside him, still looking as happy as he did when he broke that door. The raven gave him a startled look.
“You’re wearing open shoes,” the blond pointed out, scratching the back of his neck and giving him a shy grin.
Sasuke mentally scolded himself for being so brash when he realized he could have cut his feet and lost… blood…
The raven nodded his thanks and turned to the four way in front of them, looked up at the signs written in scribbly type that was appealing to children. In front of them was Gym and Sensei Asuma, Sensei Anko, and Nurse. To the left of them was Computer Lab and Principals Office and to the right was Supplies Room and Janitor’s. Sasuke beckoned with his right hand for Naruto to follow him to the nurse’s office, their footsteps crunching on crayon drawings of children’s families and pets and their misspelled scribbled words of favorite foods and sports. The exit sign in front of them flickered and left them in the dim outside light for a few moments but quickly bathed them in green again.
The raven skimmed his hand along a wall and felt a doorknob, barely making out the plate of “NURSE” and pushing the door open.
The office was clean and untouched, a leather bed with clean paper still rolled on top of it. There were a few health documents splayed on the ground and various signs of Wash your hands! and Beware of flu season! as well as posters about ADHD and diabetes and seizures.
He let Naruto ruffle through the desk of the former nurse. The blond tossed him a key lanyard and he turned and tried the first one on the loop to a tall supply cabinet, successfully opening it and gazing at the minor first aid supplies.
Painkillers, bandages, ointments and rash creams. Prescription medications and extra pairs of students’ glasses. He pocketed a few Epi-pens for Juugo who was allergic to bees and nuts, burn ointments for Itachi who seemed to always let himself get singed by Katons and an extra eye patch for Kakashi whose blind eye would get sensitive. Naruto tossed him a medical book about non-contagious diseases and Sasuke was pleased to find out it was one of the few Karin didn’t have in her general collection.
“Let’s move,” he grunted to the blond. He nodded and followed him to the door closest to them, pushing it open from the inside and wandering into a street of equal chaos as the first one.
Naruto let out a low whistle and crossed his arms. “This looks pretty recent, doesn’t it? Ya think some other group came through and cleared it?”
The raven nodded to the blonde, but scowled a bit. “Yeah, but that doesn’t explain why they left most of these buildings untouched.” He flicked his head towards a department store with browned blood on its glass windows and pure white adult bones spread in front of it.
Naruto tightened his fists as they walked across the street, stepping on crunching metal and skirting around pale body parts and random objects. Sasuke seemed unaffected by this, but then again, he should be, too.
They kicked bones from under their feet and Sasuke wrenched open the rusted door of the department store, picking up a thick tibia bone and setting it parallel from the entrance doors so that one of them was still open. They stepped in to the musty smell of stale cloth and still leather.
Naruto looked around and they both headed to the home section, picking out a few heavy blankets and stuffing them into the pack on Sasuke’s back. Sasuke bent over and picked up a large box, a picture of a laughing family inside a green tent on it. “Needed an extra tent. Suigetsu told me that Juugo tore a hole through the top of the other one.” He stated and handed it to Naruto, turning to a clothing section.
Naruto snickered a bit and tucked the box under his arm.
They ended up with no clothing since they figured that everybody already had enough. Naruto led the way this time outside and kicked the tibia bone from the doors, spotting a road sign with a large H that pointed down the street. He nodded to the sign and asked Sasuke if they should visit it.
“No,” Sasuke said. “We’ll send Karin and Juugo later.”
Naruto nodded and led the way to a gas station that had a Ton-Mart next to it. “Wanna separate? I’ll gas up for a few minutes and meet you back in that grocery store.” He fondled the crumpled paper that Karin had given him in his pocket, planning to sneak so Sasuke wouldn’t have to know what he was getting.
The raven gave him a hard look. “Yeah. You’re on your own, I’m sure that it’s safe around here though. Don’t try to run off or pull any funny shit.”
Naruto held up his hands and gave the boy an innocent look. They turned away from each other, Naruto jogging to a gas pump and punching in a few numbers to get it going.
Sasuke stepped through the broken doors of the Ton-Mart, looking around at its stocks. A good fraction of the store was still here, but he could tell other groups had been through from the rummage and dirty pieces of clothing on the floor.
He impatiently walked to a certain section of the store, pocketing medicinal supplies and stray food. Damn, some group really had been through here.
He stepped into the section that he was looking for, thankful he had let Naruto part off so he wouldn’t need to see what Sasuke needed.
The raven didn’t look up from his feet, preparing to reach out and stuff bottles into his pack, but froze when his arm encircled nothing but air and brushed against dust.
His eyes widened and he backed away from the shelf, afraid to look up from his feet and see what was making his blood turn cold and his toes curl in remorse.
He risked a glance up and gasped at what assaulted his eyes.
Empty shelves.
He whirled around to the neighboring shelf, seeing that that was empty also and let his jaw weaken.
He looked up at the sign that announced what contents were in each aisle, jogging around to the next, the next, the next shelf and the one after and before those.
Fuck.
Fuck!
Sasuke ran back to his starting point, eyes scanning the empty floor for anything at all. There was nothing. Absolutely nothing.
His first thought was that he was fucked. His second, more rational round of thinking, told him to just head to the hospital without Karin and scavenge there. His third, irrational layer of thinking, lashed out at the others like him and he grit his teeth in anger.
Before he could register what he was doing, he yelled and butted the shelf towering over his head so that it fell back and hit the next empty shelf, empty shelf, empty shelf, and full shelf. He growled when he heard pills racing across the tile floor. Him. It just had to be him, didn’t it?! Bottles breaking and cardboard tearing filled his ears when shoved the shelf behind him to send it into another domino reaction. He panted in anger, kicked the damn shelf and sent it scooting a few inches and fumed at the day-old dark puddle of piss in front of a prescription desk to his left. Lying in it was a large piece of salmon that had a smiley face with gills cut into it.
Damn animals, Sasuke spat in his mind. I told Itachi we couldn’t trust them, we couldn’t fucking trust them! He spat on the floor and clenched his fists, picking up Itachi’s rifle. He looked for something else to take his rage out on but was met with empty shelves and floors that infuriated him even further. Fucking cunts! He growled in his mind. I will gut them. I’ll make jewelry of their intestines and roast their skin and use his hair as fucking floss and piss on them!
Just a few aisles away from such an angry aura like nuclear energy that he failed to notice, Naruto awkwardly stood in front of a wall with a piece of paper in his sweaty palms.
Karin had drawn a little demon face and wrote to get the fuck over it on the paper under her requests.
Naruto felt a cold bead of nervous sweat trickle down his temple as his poor eyes roamed over titles of various boxes with smiling girls on them that seemed to be laughing at him. Why him? Why not Sasuke?
He looked back at the paper, and then back at the titles of some of the boxes and squinted at the titles. He set the gas tank on the ground and picked up two of the boxes.
The blond stared at them and weighed them in each hand. What’s the difference between maxi and super maxi? He wandered to himself.
Suddenly, an angry roar made him clutch the boxes to his pecs and he saw about five aisles to the right of him go down like sumo fighters. His jaw dropped as he heard another grunt and the aisles to the left of him went down like dominos and smashed boxes and various food juices spread on the ground.
His eyes tracked slowly to where the aisles had originally fallen, blinking like an owl when he saw the dark haired culprit panting with his fists coiled and his teeth bared.
The raven raised dark, glaring eyes eyes to his own startled blue and roved to the boxes he still held in front of his chest, black eyebrows untangling from each other and nearly rising into his hairline.
Naruto quickly shoved the rectangular boxes into the larger pockets of his cargo pants on the sides of his calves. He stood up and fixed Sasuke with a smoldering blue glare and grumbled, “Not a word.”
Sasuke smirked, stood up straight, and nodded his head toward the exit of the store.
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