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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 5: New Stream
Sixty-four miles away, a large congregation of a group was huddled around a campfire, a female figure being in the center and more commanding than any of the males in the group could ever hope to be.
“Thank you,” the girl said, and held out a piece of cloth to a brown haired boy with a white dog happily panting away on his lap. “For letting me borrow Akamaru.”
Kiba Inuzuka gave the girl a grim nod and roughly patted his military issue mutt on the back.
There was nearly visible tension in the air as everyone was waiting for the slender girl in front of the crackling hearth to deliver long-awaited news. She had left the camp a bit under a week ago on a quest to track a certain, meddling, idiotic someone whom had gone missing.
Whether that certain someone extricated himself from the group, they didn’t know, but his close friend had been there to (rather monosyllably) assure the survivors that the boy wouldn’t run away and was probably licking his wounds somewhere nearby.
Ino Yamanaka, military medic and former general, had gathered her pretty self, a piece of the castaway’s ratty blue shirt, and a dog she had worked well with in her previous years together to form her own search team. The woman worked best by herself and worst with the pink-haired stuck-up pushy brat that was sitting directly in front of her and chewing her nails.
The blonde looked across the congregation. Gaara Suna, Shikamaru Nara, Shino Aburame, Hinata Hyuuga and the injured form of her cousin Neji, Sakura Haruno, Sai whom revealed nothing but his love for high end art supplies and male anatomy, Tenten Kunai, Rock Lee, Jiraiya Sannin and Tsunade Senju all looked at her with expressions nothing short of concerned and saddened.
Ino sighed and sank down onto the ground to balance on her haunches, an overly dramatic gasp piercing the air in front of her.
“I- is he…” a female, broken voice just barely brushed the oxygen around them, “Naruto… he’s…” wavering sobs broke the tension in the air and it was soon replaced with panic. The lone sobs got more strangled as the creator tried to form words, but could only form one. “Naruto!”
Ino lifted her pale blue eyes to her best friend whose face was scrunched up and partially hidden in her knees and hands. Tears moistened her skin and mixed with her dripping misery as another pair of sobs broke out and she was attacked by a figure clad in green.
“Don’t worry, Sakura-san!” a sobbing boy with an overgrown bowl haircut with tears and snot running down his face yelled. “I will protect you from the perils of this world with the sprin-“ The crescendo of his voice was quickly cut off and a slim hand removed itself from the top of Lee’s head.
“Lee,” the owner of the hand reprimanded. “Sakura,” it said in a softer tone. “Let’s just try to be rational right now. Ino hasn’t even said anything yet and Naruto might still be alive. I know it’s best to assume the worst and worst to assume the best, but at least have a little hope in him.” The tone of Tenten’s voice was only slightly reprimanding and mostly encouraging.
“She’s right,” Ino said and rose from the ground. “I haven’t said a single word about him and three of you are already mourning his death,” she reprimanded, and quickly turned to glare at a pair of ridiculously thick eyebrows that scrunched together. “Which, by the way, is not the situation.”
Sakura’s sobs slowed with a gasp and reduced to light hiccups. Lee’s tears were renewed with a joyful vigor, the green – clad boy strengthening his inner connection to his youth.
“Oh, Kami,” Ino scolded and was about ready to punch Lee’s lights out. “Would you stop crying, Lee!” The blonde girl rested her irritated eyes on every member of the camp and set her hands on her hips. “Naruto is not dead, he is alive, and he is fine. Just a few injuries from what I could see.
“It took me a long time to get even near the trail that he and Gaara and the rest of the Jinchuuriki were on. Rain is heavier down south and clears up tracks. I found scuffle marks by an apartment complex and a slight difference in color on the pavement under it, darker by friction and from blood. I can only assume that Naruto had fallen off the ladder climbing up the apartment building and fell back down. Someone dragged his body for a few feet before the marks stopped. I found a few bullet shells and destroyed Katons. He’ s been taken in by a group with a member who obviously knows how to deactivate them. They’ve only got about five people, from what I saw. I don’t know what Naruto’s doing there but he’s acting normally and looks like he’s lost some weight. Their food supply is abundant and their medical supplies are suspiciously high. They’ve got a medic who seems to be at about an intermediate level of healing. They’ve got two or three swordsmen, plenty of guns, and a few weapons under their sleeve that we better steer clear of. They’ve got two adults who look like military material and three adolescents who look in excellent health and training. I know one’s got severe medical problems but I couldn’t pin what it was. Tied it to empty and thrown over medical aisles in a grocery store. There’s random traces of blood everywhere and their camp is small, but they have an SUV and extra supplies about a mile away from it. There’s empty plastic baggies in there, which looked like they were filled with drugs. I headed back to their camp at nightfall and followed two of the members who looked like relatives to listen to their conversation and hid behind a tree. They were talking about Naruto. From what I heard, they have malicious intentions to use him for something, and I’m going to assume that it’s for medical purposes. One of the adults is missing an eye, and the scar tissue looks relatively new so I suspect that Naruto may be without an eye or even a limb soon. I don’t know why Naruto hasn’t tracked us and come home, but he may be under strict supervision and slash or being threatened. So because of that, this group’s next mission will be to retrieve Naruto and leave nothing with that group’s remains. They are the enemy. No matter who it is within that group, they are to be killed. Naruto will be brought home.
Sixty-four miles away, Naruto sneezed so hard that he hunched over his bowl of granola.
The sneeze startled Suigetsu awake who gave him a grumpy look and wiped the drool off his chin and dug back into his oatmeal. Karin blinked, chuckling a bit and flipped through a medical book yet again. Naruto tilted his head a bit to see the title and cringed when he saw it had to do with severed limbs and lacerations.
He set his empty bowl down and flopped himself near Karin’s lap, looking up at her and tiny words. She raised her eyebrows and focused scarlet eyes on his blue ones, partly irritated and some interested. “What is it, Naruto?”
The blond hummed and pressed his hands together, then played with a piece of dead grass. “When can I get my bandages off?” He gave her an innocent grin and tried his best to look like an angel.
Karin rolled her eyes and slammed her book shut in his face. “No time soon, you idiot. But I will check up on your injuries.”
She motioned for him to sit up and, with gentle fingers, unraveled the gauze around his head and neatly rolled it to place it in her lap. She pressed ginger fingers to his temples and barely pressed, waiting for a sign of pain from the blond.
Nothing.
Said boy looked bored and slightly grumpy, his shoulders slumped over and lips fixed in a pout. She slid her fingers slightly farther behind his head, completely confident that she would at least receive a grunt of pain or a grueling comment about being manhandled.
Nothing.
Karin frowned and noticeably increased the pressure of her appendages, now running across the whole blond head and increasingly pressing harder and harder. Blue eyes became glazed as they stared into the distance, slightly tinted from the shade of the rising sun.
“Are you giving me a head massage?” Naruto fixed lazy eyes on the redhead.
Karin removed her hands from the soft blond hair and visibly fumed. “Concussions are supposed to take weeks, sometimes even months to heal! How can yours be healed within a few days? You fell off a damn building, for Kami’s sake! Is there something you’re not telling me?” She gave him a stink eye through her lenses and clenched her fists by her lap.
“Eh?” he grunted, tilting his head to the side. “I didn’t do anything and I barely know anythin’.”
Karin growled and yanked him up by his shoulders, the boy towering over her but yet he was looking up at her. “Take off your shirt.”
He pursed his lips and peeled his sleep shirt with little swirls all over it off. She ripped his bandages off and gingerly poked at a tan rib that was once nearly black in bruising. The redhead pressed her palms fully against his cage and identified his ribs in ordered sizes, running nimble fingers across the smooth, healed bones and harshly poking at them sometimes. Naruto bent away from her when she did that, bowing his back and turning to his side as he snorted and tried not to giggle from her obvious tickle attack. “Karin, stop it!”
Said girl looked up into the laughing face and her confusion and anger slowly melted away. So he really is healed, huh, she thought. Something else, this guy is.
The sun was well in the sky now, probably around eleven and there was still one member who hadn’t roused from their tent and trotted into their “living room”. Naruto’s wheezes slowed and he let out a few last laughs, shrugging his shirt on and collapsing back to the ground. Karin backed away from him and smiled a bit, returning to her book and placing herself next to a gently snoring Suigetsu. Kakashi’s eyes were still upturned at the blond boy’s bright smile and contagious laughter. It seemed to him that he didn’t have a single mean bone in his body, practically a boy of Christian word.
He watched as said boy crawled over to Suigetsu and stole his oats, stuffing his mouth with the bowl and chewing heartily.
“Naruto-kun,” Kakashi chided, “Are you still hungry? It’s okay to ask for more. You do look a bit thin.” Without waiting for an answer, the man poured a lukewarm ladleful of oatmeal into his bowl and handed it to the boy. He took it with two hands and nearly devoured it, licking his fingers clean and curling up next to the fire when he was done. “Thank you,” he told Kakashi.
Just then, a few rustles from the woods were heard and slowly emerged the gloomy aura that Sasuke was giving off. He had light bags under his eyes and his hair looked oddly disheveled, the spikes on the back of his head pointing to the east instead of in all directions. Naruto craned his neck to watch the boy hiss and bare venomous fangs to everybody (though not really) and drag his feet like a zombie to the forest opposite their camp.
“What was that about?” He grumbled.
“Ah,” was all Kakashi offered and twirled a handgun in his fingers with a suspicious gleam in his eye. The look quickly turned to serious and then to deciding.
Naruto decided not to say anything and bundled like a bean in his blanket by the fire, stuffing his cheeks into his arms and going down like timber for a nap.
Itachi was crouching by the completely frozen river and staring at a fat fish molded in it.
He contemplated cutting the fish out with his knife or just shattering the ice whole. The brunet nodded to himself and tugged a Swiss knife free of his belt loop. He gently chipped at the ice and bemusedly watched when ice shavings spread everywhere while he dragged the blade down the river. He pointed the knife about two inches away from the actual animal and pressed it into the deep ice, watching as hairline fractures appeared under and around the sharp blade. He yanked it out and repeated the process over and over again, grunting as he did so and breaking into a light sweat. He brushed his hair out of his eyes and ran the knife in a circle to check for areas of ice he had left uncut. Now came the difficult part.
He squeezed his fingers into the small alleys the ice allowed and gently tugged on the block of ice containing the fish. Fractures spread like lightning, rising up from the bottom of the river to meet Itachi’s eyes. He tugged harder and the ice gave way with a creak and a few more shatters and tugged so hard that the ice block nearly came crashing into his chest. The brunet sighed and twirled the ice around so that he found the face and stared the fish into its dull, metallic eyes. Dinner, he tried to mentally tell it.
He sighed again and watched the puffs of mist appear around his nose and mouth. He would have to hurry back to camp so that the fish didn’t melt in his grasp and save it for lunch or dinner.
The brunet slugged his heavy ponytail over his shoulder and observed as is nearly reached his calves in length. It was that time again. Where Sasuke would cut his hair to his shoulder blades, a great length from where it was currently at the bottom of his back.
He stood up and tracked his eyes to where his little brother was making a commotion in the car. He shrugged through some thorn bushes and into the small opening where their SUV barely fit and where Sasuke had slung open the whole rising trunk and was halfway in the vehicle, rummaging around for something.
He blinked when Sasuke grunted and the cap of a pill bottle was heard popping open and the clamor of pills against each other rang in Itachi’s ears. A thick, dry swallow was heard as well as the visible relaxing of his brother’s body.
Sasuke removed himself from the car and set his left foot on the bumper, using it to support himself as he quickly leaned up and grabbed the tip of the trunk. He grabbed the handle and jumped to the ground, quickly ducking his head when the trunk shut close with a dull thud and a slight whine.
He turned around and came face to face with Itachi, who seemed unaffected and the complete opposite of the visibly started Sasuke.
“Taking the emergency ones, I see,” Itachi drawled and tucked his fish under his arm. He regarded Sasuke with indifferent eyes and a condescending voice, looking at him through his nostrils.
The raven became irritated and put some distance between them. “Just for this morning,” he said.
“You’re right,” Itachi repeated. “Just this morning. What are we doing later?”
Sasuke looked up at him and quickly broke eye contact. “Going to the school and bathing. Checking all the pharmacies and grocery stores. Scavenging the hospital.”
The brunet narrowed his eyes and didn’t say anything, having a feeling that something was going to go wrong. “You heard me,” he murmured and bored his eyes into his brother’s. “If you even so as get a paper cut or a scratch in town, you will not be provided such luxuries.”
Sasuke nodded and looked down again.
“What is Naruto?”
“Nothing.”
“I’ll give you one more chance. What is Naruto?”
Sasuke kept himself from sighing and looked to the side. “Not my playmate,” he murmured. “Not my friend. Not my partner. Not my teammate.” He sighed. “Just an outlet.”
Itachi made no sign that he had even listened to his words and slowly turned to trek back to the camp, twigs snapping under his steps and branches practically moving out of the way for him.
Sasuke bit his lip and uncrossed his fingers from behind his back.
Kakashi was teaching Naruto and Juugo how to make a tourniquet when Itachi stalked back into the camp holding a frozen fish.
“Dinner,” was all he grunted and slugged the fish to Juugo. “Got no time for lunch because we’re all heading into town to bathe.”
Suigetsu and Karin sighed from their corner of the small fire. “Hopefully there’s some warm water,” Karin put in.
Itachi nodded at her and turned towards Naruto, Juugo and Kakashi. “Get ready and pack clean clothes, pick some up in town if you don’t have any,” he spat at the blond and sat away from everyone else. “Be heading on our way immediately after Sasuke gets back.”
“Where’d he go?” Naruto began to stand up.
“None of your damn business.”
The blond made a face and trotted away from the brunet like a scared fox. Kami, he thought to himself. I don’t think I’ve met anybody more irritable than that weasel. Suigetsu smirked at him through his gallon tank of water and stood up as well.
“Better go get Kusanagi,” the boy grinned and his sharp teeth glowed in the firelight. “Love that baby.”
Naruto looked down at the skinny boy and frowned. “Who’s Kusanagi?”
“Come over here,” Suigetsu chuckled and beckoned to follow him to the tent area. The boy went to his own tent and after rummaging around for a few moments, emerged with a long object. It was a deep, rich, nearly black navy scabbard with a slightly worn matching handle. It shone iridescently in the dim light.
“This is Kusanagi,” Suigetsu smiled and unsheathed a long, straight sword. “It used to be Sasuke’s chokutō. It’s mine now since the bastard lost a bet about a month ago,” he pointed the sword toward the ground and sliced a blade of dead grass in half. “I totally get why he’s such a sore loser about it. Best damn sword ever.” He sheathed the blade and stuck the scabbard through his back belt loops.
Naruto got an uneasy feeling when he was around Suigetsu. He didn’t know why, but the boy just made him… uncomfortable. A bit suspicious. He especially got a weird vibe from the boy when he had unsheathed Kusanagi and called Sasuke a sore loser. The raven came off to him as the type of person who would create a loophole in a bet, like saying that if he lost he would give you money and giving you a penny when he did lose. The situation just didn’t seem right, and Naruto wondered why Sasuke hadn’t seemed to say anything about it in the past.
They walked back towards the campfire and were paralleled by Sasuke. The boy sat down next to Juugo and they had a hushed, serious exchange of words. Karin shaved at a piece of wood and listened also, darting her eyes around the whole group as she rounded a vicious looking stake. Kakashi flipped through his porn book and Naruto wondered how the man didn’t ever pop a boner when he read those books.
Itachi stood up and slugged a duffel bag over his shoulder. “We leave to the school now,” he commanded and made no room for protests when he stalked away so fast that Naruto was sure he’d have to nearly run to keep up. Everybody else took their time and Juugo pressed his huge shoe into the fire, stomping it out nonchalantly and following Itachi. The blond pursed his lips and followed the large boy, also followed by Sasuke.
They had been walking through the dry forest for about thirty minutes when Naruto noticed. Kakashi and Itachi were in the lead, followed closely by a lone Suigetsu, followed up by Sasuke and Juugo with Naruto and Karin backing the line up.
He tried to muffle his snort at how puny Sasuke looked compared to the Juugo the fucking tank. Juugo had to be about six eight or so. His dark head only came to about the middle of Juugo’s elbow and shoulder, and the taller man was slumping. Juugo’s BMI was probably two or three times more than Sasuke’s and he looked like a child next to his father. The blond puffed out his cheeks and desperately tried not to make a farting sound with them if he tried to laugh.
He turned to Karin who was glaring at him with flared nostrils and a scrunched chin. “What the hell is so funny?” She grabbed his ear and tugged his ear down to her mouth. “If you’re laughing at my height I will turn you inside out by your d-“
“No! No! I’m not laughing at you,” he whispered back and grinned as he pointed a finger towards Sasuke and Juugo. “I’m laughing at their heights.”
Karin unwrinkled her chin when it turned into a grin once she saw what the blond was talking about. She let out a few evil cackles and poked Sasuke in the small of the back, who completely stopped and turned irritated eyes to her. “Wh-“

“You damn shorty,” she picked. “Look at Juugo compared to you!”
Sasuke narrowed at her and craned his neck up to said boy. Juugo offered no say in the situation and stared blankly at his own shoes. The raven turned back to her and furrowed his eyebrows, “Who gives a shit?”
That comment earned a small scuffle from Karin and the raven ended up backing the group up next to Naruto with a sore elbow and a scowl. The redhead happily trotted along next to Juugo, looking smaller next to him than he had. He inwardly cursed his warm morals at not being able to hit Karin as a result of his respect to her saving his life more than a few times.
Naruto walked with his palms pressed together behind his back and peeked at the raven from the corner of his vision. He mustered up the courage to poke the boy in the side and swallow his pride when the boy gave him a tired, searing glare and whispered, “Don’t worry. I look short next to him too.”
The glare softened in its degrees until it was just a simple gaze.
Karin got voted to shower last since the last time they had bathed, she had stomped over all of them and gone first. Naruto amusedly watched when she jammed her finger into Suigetsu’s chest and promised him painful death if he used up all the warm water.
Earlier, they had walked up to the school and departed to search for fresh clothes. Kakashi let him know his pant size since they were about the same height and scavenged a department store for clothes. In his arms he held some dark jeans, a dark orange thermal shirt, an orange pair of boxers and some thick boot socks. They had all returned and proceeded to vote Karin last and keep guard while she showered by herself after the boys.
They filed into the glass door he had broken for Sasuke when they came here and pointed at the Gym sign in front of them. They shuffled through the school hallways until they came face to face with a pair of double metal doors with caged windows on them. Itachi pulled it open to reveal a vast room with two basketball courts, a few nets and goals and stray balls littered about. Naruto was filled with sadness when he glanced at one of them to see a small, bloody handprint on it and a bullet hole through the foam of the soccer ball.
Suigetsu kept his head down when their footsteps echoed through the gym, squeaking and scuffling here and there, imitating the constant ones Naruto was sure would echo through the room when the students played. There was a stage with old paint buckets splattered on its wooden floor, the blond deciding to assume that the red stains on the surface was paint and not blood.
Once they passed the stage they were met with another open doorway that had a broken piano off to its side and cement stairs leading into the darkness. Itachi unzipped his duffel bag and rummaged through it to emit a flashlight, switching it on and shining it down the spiral staircase. At the end of it was a visible sign that read Locker Room with smiley faces on either side of it.
They were all silent as they piled down the staircase and neared the sign above a moist wooden door. Kakashi bared a gun and nodded to the rest of the group. He kicked down the door and waited for any mechanical whirs or cocking guns, but nothing came. Itachi covered in front of the man and shone his flashlight around the dim room with sunlight infiltrating through its windows near the ceiling. There was two lines of showers with green curtains and a changing bench with pikes that still had small duffel bags and shirts, some small shoes spread on the ground as well as a few shampoo bottles. Naruto picked a few up and tossed them to his group mates.
“Who wants to try for hot water?” Suigetsu pulled Kusanagi out from his belt loops and threw it on the bench. Sasuke eyed the sword hungrily and fixed a deadly glare on the white haired boy.
“I will,” he growled and turned to a shower to rip open its curtain and tug on the temperature knob. He twisted out and to the left and a high water pressure echoed through the locker room and the raven yanked the curtain closed and stepped away.
They waited long moments before thick steam rose from the shower and earned some relieved sighs from the boys. They modestly spread out among the large room and cleared the bench of its remains.
Naruto switched the shower on and shrugged off his shirt. He tossed a shampoo bottle in there and picked up a clean looking towel from the bench and draped it over the wall between the showers. He waited until he saw the beginnings of steam before he unlaced his boots and slipped out of his pants and boxers in one go. He heard Suigetsu heavily sigh from two showers away from his.
The blond stepped in the shower and immediately jumped away from its searing temperature, adjusting it so that it wouldn’t burn off his skin. He bent over and picked up the blue bottle of shampoo, squirting a large amount into his hand and massaging it into his scalp. He rubbed away the troublesome memories of him, cleaned matted burgundy clumps and dirt from his tresses. He stuck his face into the hot water, letting soap run down his back and shoulders and turning around to squirt some more shampoo on his hand. He distantly heard another shower turn on and a hiss.
Naruto lathered his hands and scrubbed at his arms; washing away built up dirt and dried blood. He scrubbed at his chest and stomach, cleansing himself of sweat and more dirt. The blond bent over and scrubbed at the downy hairs of his legs and muscles of his thighs. He shot up when he felt the highly pressured water practically punch him in the balls and glared at the shower head. He bent over so that the water pounded his back and neck to scrub at his cold feet. A deep groan emitted from two showers away from him. He ignored it and stood up to wash his head again, but froze when he heard another groan and a sigh from the same stall. He narrowed his eyes and didn’t notice the huge pile of shampoo in his hand to rise on his toes and peek over his stall at a head of white hair that was barely visible under a shower head. He scrunched his nose when he heard a few more awkward pants from that stall and grimaced in horror.
“Kami damn, Suigetsu!” Naruto bellowed and made a disgusted face. “Stop fucking jacking off!”
A pale forearm appeared on the wall five stalls away and quickly turned into the right arm, shoulder and face of Sasuke. The raven scowled and rubbed water out of his ears. “What? I- Kami! Put that fucking thing away, Suigetsu!” He yelled. Sasuke made the funniest face the Naruto thought he’d ever seen and threw himself back into his stall.
Suigetsu chuckled and made a lewd grin at Naruto. “’Fucking thing’, you are right, Sasuke.”
Said boy’s shower immediately switched off and he could be heard fumbling around for his clothes and violently shrugging them on. “I’m leaving right now, you fucking pig,” the raven growled and unsuccessfully tried to stuff his foot in his boot.
Naruto switched off his shower and vigorously rubbed his hair and body, tying the towel he used around his waist and running out to the bench. “I’m outta here,” he grumbled before another shower turned off and Itachi emerged with nothing but a pair of black briefs and wet hair plastered to his torso. Naruto watched with wide eyes as Itachi practically plowed ground and ripped Suigetsu’s shower curtain off its hinges and hacked at the shower head. It broke off and a thick, strong stream pummeled Suigetsu into the ground and Itachi grabbed the boy in a chokehold and dragged him onto the cold floor. Naruto covered his poor eyes with his hands as soon as he saw another shade of pale skin and white hair. A few heavy thumps and slaps could be heard, as well as Suigetsu choking and struggling for air. Kakashi’s laughter rang out through the room and Juugo sighed loudly.
Naruto waited for the violent sounds to die down until he felt a finger poke him in the stomach and Sasuke whispered that it was okay for him to uncover his eyes. He peeked through his fingers. On the ground lay an unconscious Suigetsu and Itachi sitting near him in a pair of green trousers, running fingers through his hair. The blond fully removed his hands from his eyes and tugged on his boxers under his towel.
“Sasuke,” Itachi called and held out a small knife. “It’s time.”
Naruto observed as Sasuke trudged over to his brother and sat behind him on the bench, taking the knife and sighing. He grabbed the mane of slightly tangled hair in one hand and observed its length, moving his hand farther down to match his brother’s shoulder blades.
A delicate slicing and ripping whispered into the room. Sasuke snorted and gazed at the wet ponytail in his hand before tossing it to the ground and wiping his hands of stray hairs.
The blond stared at the dead hair on the ground before two white feet appeared in front of it.
His eyes burned as he looked up at Kakashi’s grinning, and still masked face, as he stood there stark naked in all of his manly glory.
Naruto whined.
Half a mile away, a group of five tracked their scents.
They were quickly closing in to a large school district in the ruins of Konoha, the area completely cleared of Katons.
A female barked out commands as they stood a few neighborhoods away from the school, announcing attack plans as they traveled along roofs of buildings.
“And remember what I said,” that female voice intruded into everyone’s ears again. “No matter who he’s with, kill them.”

Sasuke and Naruto stood in a dark alley by the school, keeping guard as Karin showered by herself and Juugo patrolled the area around them.
Sasuke’s lips were still upturned at the joke that Naruto had made about Kakashi a while ago. The blond basked in his own self-satisfaction at making the raven laugh for a few moments before he quickly had to hush down in order not to make his brother angry.
They slowly turned down as he remembered his brother’s orders and quirked back up for a fraction of a second at his own memory of crossing his fingers as he recited them.
Naruto glanced at his friend. He followed the figure of Juugo as he walked to and fro the school and the alley.
“Hey,” he murmured and scooted a bit closer to the shorter boy. “Suigetsu bragged to me about Kusanagi. What happened there?” The blond winced and turned his head to the side at his subtlety. Or lack thereof. He was like a damn bull in a china shop. Wait to go, he scolded himself. Couldn’t I have said something like “You know, I heard you had a sword. Where is it?” Now he’s just going to ignore me.
Sasuke looked a bit startled when he heard the first consonant of his sword. Black eyes darted to meet blue and quickly looked away. “Well,” he started. “About a month ago we made a bet.” He paused when Juugo beckoned to them that Karin was almost ready and to start heading back.
When Sasuke didn’t continue, Naruto rolled his eyes and walked next to Sasuke. “Aaaaannnnddd?”
Sasuke rolled his eyes back at Naruto and continued the story. “Suigetsu challenged me into who could get more of these,” they emerged from the alley and Sasuke ruffled through his pack, pulling out a bottle of pills and rolling them around so that Naruto could see the title. The blond frowned. “I only got a bunch of bottles these size, but Suigetsu got this huge industrial sized bottle. We had Kakashi count them and he only won the bet by two capsules.”
Naruto scrunched his brows in confusion when Sasuke handed him the bottle. “What are those for? And who are those for?”
Sasuke sighed and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “Well,” he grumbled. “I guess it’s best that you know anyway.” Juugo was standing a few feet away and began to open his mouth to warn the two. “I’m-“
Everything happened in slow motion.
One second, Naruto was about to earn some medical information from Sasuke.
The next, the thick sound of stretching metal and springs filled the air and a thick knife imbedded deeply through Sasuke’s shoulder and emerged from the front of his chest.
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