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The Hunting Ground	By : Ljiljana Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1010 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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�Chapter Seven

It was not that Naruto wasn�t sleeping well that kept Sasuke
awake; quite the contrary. Naruto was sleeping so deeply, the morning found him
in exactly the same position he had fallen asleep in. Sasuke, himself, despite
the traps he had set on all the possible entrances into the room, woke up
alarmed several times. Night was as peaceful at it could be so close to a river
this big, and moving lights from the port were reaching inside, dancing across
the wall above the beds, illuminating the room in an almost cheerful way. There
were no sounds, not from inside the room, nothing that would disrupt him; just
Naruto�s breathing that was so deep it occasionally seemed as if he had
forgotten to inhale.

When Sasuke had finished with the bathroom, Naruto was still
sleeping. His hair seemed even lighter than usual in the vivid morning light, in
yellows as bright as the sunbeams at the corner of the window glass.

�Naruto,� Sasuke said, loudly � even without a draining
illness, Naruto was a heavy sleeper when he was feeling safe. There was no
response.

Sasuke called again, this time standing closer, just next to
the pillow that was amazingly still under Naruto�s head, and not under his
feet, as it would be usually. �Naruto!�

Still nothing; Sasuke shook him, but it wasn�t until his
effort became violent that Naruto finally brushed his hand away and opened his
bloodshot eyes to glare. That didn�t last long. They slid closed again after
only a moment.

Ever since Naruto fell after Sasuke had elbowed him, without
trying to fight back, there was no doubt left that it was happening again. Someone
else was dying; it hadn�t taken months after all. Would the schedule be have
been disturbed even if they had stayed in Konoha? Or was it something else that
triggered the change in schedule?

It didn�t matter. If this lasted for an entire week, they would
have to stay here until it passed.

Sharingan on,
Sasuke looked for the solid blue Naruto had been bursting with yesterday. All
he could see, all that was there, was a small stream of gray and fading light, like
fog, only tinted with blue near the source, around Naruto�s stomach. The slow
curling of the chakra remaining
looked like it was dying away, but a closer look discovered two shades of gray.
The darker of them was not disappearing right away, it was just leaking out,
forming a temporarily faint cloud around Naruto.

Naruto had said, and Sakura had confirmed, that he needed
either chakra or a blood transfusion
to wake up enough so he could at least eat near the end. Sasuke, because he had
never bothered with medical ninjutsu
in his life, knew only one way to transfer chakra
to another person so it didn�t drip right out of them. It was something he
hadn�t used in many years and it was really not a good time to do it now, not
with Naruto. He would offer, though, if he failed to find a better way to help.

He placed his hand on Naruto�s forehead; it was cold. He
pushed a small burst of chakra into him experimentally, but it worked better
then Sasuke had thought. Naruto opened his eyes again, this time with some
lucidity in them.

�It�s too soon,� he slurred in a raspy morning voice. �Shit.�

It seemed that he had some hope it really was just
consequences from the last time. But it wasn�t, it was happening again. Naruto
looked worn out even after the entire night of rest, not pale but yellow and
blue in the face, rubbing his eyes sloppily in a vain effort to chase away sleep.
He looked exactly how Sakura said he would.

�I have to go,� Sasuke informed him, because it was very
clear he would have to go alone. Naruto wouldn�t be going anywhere. �Do you
want me to bring you breakfast?�

Naruto sat up, the effort in the movement evident.

�I don�t need you to feed me, I�m fine. And I�m going with
you.�

Sasuke had no doubt he would try, and fail, so he only said,
�I wasn�t offering to feed you.�

With his legs over the edge of the bed, Naruto stopped to
rub his eyes again, clutching his stomach with the other hand in an almost
unconscious gesture. He was dizzy and nauseous, and it would be a miracle if he
managed to go to the bathroom on his own. But Sasuke dutifully let him do as he
wished.

On his own, neatly made bed, Sasuke took out all the money
he had with him to rearrange it and separate what he would need for the stay in
the inn and the food, and how much would remain. It was necessary to know
exactly how much he would be able to offer Granny, and it was also a good way
to remain busy enough so his eyes wouldn�t steal glances to where was Naruto
trying � only somewhat successfully � to dress. His concentration broken
between Naruto and planning on what he would say once he was down in the
tunnels, Sasuke almost lost his count several times.

Once done, finally,
Naruto staggered - not toward the bathroom, but to Sasuke. �What�s with all
that money?� he asked curiously, leaning closer, a bit more awake now and with
a voice that sounded not as . . . thick.

�For the information we need.�

�This is a mission for Konoha, you know, even if it�s not
exactly what the committee had in mind when they agreed to give you the job,� Naruto
said, frowning. �The money for information is in my bag.�

It was not that he thought Konoha would not pay for it. It
was just that the money was not a problem for him, and so there was no reason
to ask, especially not now. On the other hand, Granny was already old and had
very little contact with the outer world nowadays. It wouldn�t hurt to offer
more than was strictly necessary. She would just use it on the cats, anyway.

�Fine,� he told Naruto, who was yawning widely and slowly
sinking, until he was lying across Sasuke�s bed. �Your bag?�

�Over there,� Naruto waved his hand, obviously without the
intention to get up to fetch it, so Sasuke went, himself, to the chair at the
table. Naruto�s backpack was very neat, something Sasuke always found
surprising, because Naruto just didn�t seem like the type. He always expected
to see weapons and scrolls thrown inside randomly with underwear and � for some
reason - a frog. �On the bottom.�

Sasuke buried his hand among Naruto�s change of clothes and a
soft orange towel � some things never change � and felt the bottom. The first
thing his fingers came up with was some paper, wrapped around a sphere of some
kind. Curious, Sasuke pulled it out.

�What�s this?� he asked. Naruto jerked a bit, obviously
already napping again and turned to him slowly. He blinked, watching Sasuke
unwrapping it and then, with a speed that was almost unnatural without the help
of chakra and more than surprising for the condition Naruto was in, he crossed
the room and snatched the glass sphere forcefully, even though Sasuke showed no
intention of wanting to keep it.

�It�s nothing,� Naruto said, in a way that could be
interpreted as �it�s the most important thing in the world�. �Just a. . . Just something for luck.�

�You are the worst liar I�ve ever seen in my life,� Sasuke
felt obligated to inform him, because he really, really was.

�I�m not!� Naruto denied, and swayed a little on his feet;
probably the direct consequence of the sudden motion. �I mean, I�m not lying.
It�s nothing.�

Right, Sasuke
thought sarcastically. �And that is why you�re holding onto it like I�m trying
to take it away.�

Naruto sat back on his bed, not loosening his grip on the
thing and glared. �It�s mine.�

Was anyone saying it wasn�t?

�What does it do?� Unexpectedly, instead of arguing that it
was none of his business, Naruto turned to the window, bright red in face. He�s embarrassed. Sasuke�s curiosity
sparkled in brilliant colors. He took a step closer to the bed. �Naruto? What is that thing?�

Naruto bit into his lip for a moment and refused to look
back at him. �It�s a thing the Hokage receives with the title. To help keep an
eye on the village and things like that, okay? I shouldn�t have taken it out of
Konoha, but I wanted to know how everybody is doing while we�re away.�

Something to help keep an eye on the village how, exactly, he wondered. �If it�s
yours as long as you�re holding the title, there shouldn�t be a problem to take
it with you.�

�Yeah, I guess,� Naruto said, still looking away. Then, he
added through a clenched jaw. �So where are you going?�

It must be hard; having to admit that there was nothing you
can do. It is always hard, but it must be like torture to Naruto, who was
always so stubbornly insisting on doing things on his own, in his own way. Only
a year ago, when Kakashi was still alive, Naruto would be trying to crawl to
the door. It was a little unsettling seeing him like this � not just sick, but
sick enough to trust Sasuke to go without him.

�I have no time to explain now. I�ll tell you after I come
back.�

Naruto turned, finally, to glare at him, but all he said was,
�I�ll sleep some more, then.�

Not bothering to undress again � and there was a stranger
inside of Sasuke that protested, disappointed on that � Naruto slipped under
the sheets, bringing his little toy with him.

�Naruto?� Sasuke called softly when
he was sure Naruto had started dozing off already. �What does that sphere do?�

Naruto twitched and looked back at him, eyes barely opened.
�Huh?�

Sasuke leaned down and lifted the hand Naruto was using to
hold the sphere until it was shining in the sun between them. �This. What does
it do?�

�Lets me see things I want to see. People,� Naruto
explained, sounding as if he was talking in his sleep. �Never in the shower, I swear.�

Naruto�s hand fell down on the bed and the sphere remained
in Sasuke�s hand. He looked at it, wondering for a second if Naruto was just
sleep-talking after all. If this thing really could show you everything you
wanted to see, it held enormous power, unlimited knowledge. And judging from
the last thing Naruto had said, it was wasted on his peeping.

Peeping on people, but not while they were in the shower. If
Naruto had decided to compromise someone�s privacy, he would even have done that
with more consideration than anyone else in the world. Was it using this item
that had given Sasuke his alibi? Was it him that Naruto wasn�t looking at in
the shower?

Down on the pillow, Naruto�s lips were half open and a
little bit moist. His face was unnaturally white from the sun and the sickness.
Sasuke knew he should be shaking him awake to demand explanations at the very
possibility that Naruto was killing time by invading his privacy. He couldn�t
do that, though � not because Naruto was sick right now, but because given the
chance, Sasuke would not stay out of Naruto�s bathroom either.

He wouldn�t let anyone find out about that, though. But the thing was not his, so Sasuke wrapped it back
into the paper and returned it to the backpack, taking the money in the
process. He left the room quietly, and Naruto�s soft snores echoed in his ears
for a long time after he�d gone.

Down in the tunnels, everything was still stifling and
smelling like cats. Granny was still old and curt, but she said she was happy
he had survived this long. She said it like she hadn�t been expecting it, but
that was okay, because the last time Sasuke had been here, he hadn�t been
expecting to have survived so long either; especially not the way he had, both
stronger and more broken than ever.

Hina was as sweet as ever and she came to him on her own,
while he was drinking the bad tea he�d been offered. Sasuke stroked her, not
even trying to keep the smile off his face. He loved cats; they reminded him of
his mother in the best way possible.

Granny was watching him carefully while he was talking. What
was it that she saw on his face? A change, perhaps?
Worry? He wouldn�t address her as anything but �Elder Cat�, of course, but she
was Granny in Sasuke�s mind, just like always. She took his money, but
instructed him to come back tomorrow at noon,
when she would tell him what he wanted to know. There was no doubt she knew
what he was talking about, because halfway through his speech she opened her
eyes completely, which was something Sasuke had never seen before.

He could only do as she told him, even if he couldn�t understand
why she was delaying. Besides, Naruto was alone and sick, so Sasuke said he would
come back tomorrow and left.

Much more familiar with the place, Sasuke created a shortcut
back to the inn, over the roofs. As it was not a mealtime, the hall was almost
completely empty. Sasuke asked the boy with the limp if Naruto was coming down
to eat something, not that he expected a confirmation, so when he received a
headshake in return, he picked up some food before going up. Naruto was asleep.

But Sasuke couldn�t wake him up when he tried. Nothing
helped, not calling him and not even shaking him � though that had surely left some bruises. Remembering what Sakura had said
and what had happened that morning, he let a bit of his chakra through the hand he had placed on Naruto�s temple to shake
him up, a trick usually used for snapping someone out of genjutsu. Even though that little bit of energy had just drafted
through Naruto�s head and disappeared, with nothing to bind it, he woke up with
a start.

�You need to eat,� Sasuke said while Naruto was still
fighting to open his eyes. When he managed it, the blue in them was surrounded
with even more violent red than before. But it was the expression, the look in
them, that made Sasuke want to turn away. It felt so wrong to see Naruto like
this, desperate and helpless.

�Okay,� Naruto agreed. The little package of food found a
place in his lap, over the bedcovers, and then Naruto started eating
lifelessly. Sasuke never thought he would miss the unhealthy enthusiasm Naruto
had for food, but right now, he was missing it, and very much.� �It�s horrible. It�s tasteless.�

It smelled very good to Sasuke. He didn�t want to comment on
it, though, but Naruto had stopped moving. �Eat.�

A weak glare was the only protest, and then Naruto was
eating again, with his eyes half closed. He was not asking about the globe, so
he had either woken up at least once in the meantime, or � much more likely � had
completely forgotten about it.

The amount of crumbs and grease stains were getting ridiculous
and Naruto was having more and more problems swallowing.

�Wouldn�t it be easier if you sit up?� Sasuke asked and Naruto
jerked a little, like he�d been drifting away again.� He blinked in Sasuke�s direction, who was
sitting on the edge of the bed on his bent leg, confusion clearly written on
his face. Sasuke tried to explain. �It would be much easier to swallow if you
were not lying down.�

Naruto formed a little �o� with his mouth, and propped himself
up, but that lasted for only a second before his palms slid down the sheet and
Naruto�s head was on the pillow again. It seemed that he could use some help. Sasuke
leaned over, slipping one arm across Naruto�s back and under his arms to help
him up.

Naruto was trying to help, leaning forward, and their cheeks
brushed. It lasted for a second only, one small, short second, but Naruto froze
in his arms. Sasuke wanted so much to stop as well, but someone had to keep a
presence of mind, so he kept dragging Naruto up. Only, that was an effort
completely wasted, because Naruto leaned in again and nuzzled Sasuke�s jawline
like a big yellow cat.

All at once, Sasuke was aware just how cold Naruto was, how
he smelled like sweat and cheap detergent from the pillowcase, and just how
close they were. The sensation, all that Naruto could bring with him right now
was false; without the warmth, without the liveliness and energy, Naruto was
almost empty and painful in a way. He felt like a cold iron hook gripping at
Sasuke�s stomach, but he didn�t want to let go.

�Sasuke!� Naruto gasped, almost
panicking underneath him. You like, you
love the sound of that, don�t you, Sasuke-kun? � a
voice, much stronger than it had been for years, whispered in his mind, making
him want to throw up. But Sasuke was stronger than that, so he firmly dragged
Naruto up until he was not propped on the pillow but sitting on it, demanding,
�What are you trying to do, damn it? I couldn�t breathe!�

Sasuke pushed the food into his hands. �Eat.� He wasn�t afraid,
not for Naruto and not from himself. He wasn�t
squeezing too forcefully, there was no reason for him to do anything of the
sort - Naruto was just more sensitive than usually. So, commenting on it would
be pointless.

Naruto was staring at him for several moments, wide awake
now, but still looking drained and sick. Then he started eating again, with a facial
expression of someone who was being forced to eat something foul. Once everything
was gone, Naruto asked carefully, �So did you find out anything?�

�She said to come back tomorrow at noon.�

Naruto was squinting suspiciously. �But she took the money
right away?�

�If she couldn�t, or didn�t want, to help, she would have
said so,� Sasuke told him. It wasn�t as if he wouldn�t be suspicious of a
stranger in Naruto�s place. However, there must have been something in his tone
that suggested that Naruto should take back what he had said, now, because Naruto lifted both his
hands up in front of him defensively.

�Geez, I�m just asking. No need to
kill me for it � though I�d go along with it much easier if it was for defending
some maiden�s virtues,� he joked.

�She will tell me tomorrow,� Sasuke repeated. �So we have
the rest of today to see what we should do about you.�

Naruto�s shoulders went down again. �What can we do? Sakura already tried
everything.�

�There are things Sakura can�t do,� Sasuke snapped, because
he was on the edge still and Naruto�s uncharacteristic apathy was much more
annoying than anything he had pulled off before. �Like make that demon of yours
help.�

�Uh,� Naruto said nervously, which was not at all one of the
things Sasuke had expected. �I don�t want
you in my head,� was the most likely answer, he�d thought � possibly worded
a little stronger than that. �I don�t know about that.�

�You don�t know? If he doesn�t want to help you, despite the
threat over his head as well, then make him help. I can do that.� With Naruto
this weak, he wouldn�t even break the sweat.

�Yeah, but it�s weird. I just don�t get it. Why won�t he
help me? He always does when it�s something this
important.� The look on Naruto�s face . . . It was almost hurt, like he was
disappointed that the ancient and extremely malicious demon wouldn�t help him.
Though he�d been living with it for years now, and it was understandable that
he should expect some kind of partnership, Sasuke could not see why he was
bewildered. Demons don�t help people if they are not forced to do it. �Couldn�t
you just . . . ask him, instead?�

Please, Mr. Demon Fox,
could you lend some of your very sinister chakra to Naruto so he can swallow some
of his lunch? If the demon was female, all Sasuke had to do was beat his
eye lashes and say �Miss� instead of �Mister� and it would probably work,
insane as that sounded.

Okay, time to get off of Naruto�s bed now, before someone
ended up hurt or in a mental hospital.

��Ask him?�

�I just want to know why he won�t help, you know?�

That should be easy enough. In fact, it was a good idea.
Maybe he knew something useful. Sasuke nodded and Naruto flinched, making a
face at the sight of the sharingan,
before Sasuke had even turned his head up to use it on him. He was prepared and
welcoming once Sasuke actually slipped inside, and it felt warm and good, like
never before.

This time, because he entered Naruto�s mind with permission,
he walked down the empty hallways to the cage without feeling any resistance.
The light was odd and coming from somewhere Sasuke couldn�t see. The hallways
were long, bare and lifeless, with one neatly labeled door next to another. In
a way, it reminded him of Orochimaru�s hideouts, always vacant, plain, and
confusing, like inside of a prison maze. Only it was not likely he�d find
five-legged puppies and still moving parts of Cursed Sealed dead bodies, stored
away for research.

The feeling was always the same. He could clearly follow
everything outside, he could see
Naruto waving a hand in front of his face - which was annoying - and he could
feel when he slapped Naruto�s hand away and hear him bitching angrily about it.
He was at least awake. At the same time, he was inside, free to walk, turn
around in and watch the way Naruto�s mind worked.

Sasuke had seen Naruto�s mind before, but back then, there
was no time to wonder about it. Now, though, he couldn�t help but be surprised,
almost impressed, with just how neat and organized it was. All the emotion,
that rich, amazing life Naruto was spreading - like the forests of Konoha�s leaves
� �was neatly packed away behind the
doors, hidden from sight and ill intentions. For a moment, Sasuke was tempted
to find the door with his name on it and see what was inside; it wouldn�t be
much worse than Naruto watching him in his little crystal ball. It was probably
full of old, useless memories, though. Sasuke didn�t have time for that.

The cage was at the end of the gigantic room the hall melted
into at some point, but the fox wasn�t staring down at him from behind the bars
like the last time. Instead, the red eyes were distant, as if the demon had backed
away physically to the other side of the cage. He still had the creepy grin on
his face, but with a wary edge now.

�What do you want?� The fox asked, but its voice was not
distant at all, it was booming and filling in the space, just as overwhelming
as it had always been before.

�Naruto is sick,� Sasuke told him. �What do you know about
that?�

The grin twisted into sneer. �There is nothing wrong with
us.�

The demon had said, �with
us�.

�All the chakra Naruto�s forming is dividing and wasting
away. He will die if this continues for long.�

Was it just Sasuke�s imagination, or was the face even
further away?
��
�How different this is from your last visit,� the fox
dripped bitter-sweet sarcasm. �You wanted him dead, then. What has changed?�

Nothing had changed, really. Naruto had just never given up.
�Do you know what is wrong with him or not?�

How many kinds of sneer can a fox have? �You are looking at
the wrong place. The danger is coming from the outside. There is nothing wrong
with us.�

�From the outside?� Sasuke
repeated. That could mean anything. It wasn�t helpful, so Sasuke tried to
prompt the demon further.� �From where? What is it? How can I kill it?�

He was rewarded with a deep, rough chuckle that ripped
through Sasuke�s awareness. �How could I know that, trapped in here? I can�t
even glimpse the outside world. If the thing that is feeding on Naruto�s life
force gets a taste of me, it will never stop until it takes it all.�

�So you will just sit back there and do nothing?�

�I am the only thing that is keeping your friend alive! I
can�t do anything else; we are safe as long as I stay on this side of the seal,�
the demon crowed menacingly.

Then it�s not the fox keeping Naruto alive, it�s the seal.
Apparently, whatever was feeding off of Naruto couldn�t reach through the seal
the Fourth Hokage had made. It probably had something to do with the fact that Naruto
could decide at any time to reach within himself to use the demon chakra. So if
sealing can help, maybe sealing Naruto�s chakra,
at least temporarily, would buy them time. �

Not bothering to say goodbye, Sasuke pulled out backwards
through the hallways, between the doors, all the way to the sunny room and
Naruto�s wary blue eyes.

�He doesn�t like you very much,� Naruto stated, somewhat
weakly.

Sasuke wasn�t feeling particularly heart broken, just out of
breath. �No one likes anyone who has any power over them.�

Naruto smiled a little, sad, tired and amused at the same time.
�Not always. What did he say?�

Even through the words he was forming to tell Naruto what
the demon had said, Sasuke was going through all the sealing clauses he knew,
picking carefully. There were seals to cut off someone�s chakra so it was temporarily unreachable, used mostly as an extra
security for prisoners, but that was not good enough. He needed to make a new
kind of seal, a combination of the one used on prisoners and the one Naruto had
for the fox.

�Sasuke?� Naruto called from a
distance. �This is going to sound weird to my own ears as well, but I think you
kind of dozed off on me for a moment there. What�s up?�

Instead of wasting time to answer, Sasuke got up from his
end of the bed and found some paper. He started sketching both seals, and some
other clauses he thought could be helpful. Carefully, he considered the exact
conditions they needed. Naruto had to be able to reach for chakra in case of an
emergency, but it had to be only him.
That part, Sasuke copied from the Fourth�s original seal. Feeding for it was
problematic. A seal placed on a living thing was best when feeding off of the
nearest constant source, but Naruto had nothing in him at the moment. If Sasuke
used his own chakra to seal the deal, and Naruto started recovering soon enough,
it might work . . .

By the time he was done, Naruto was peacefully sleeping with
his head turned toward the wall. It seemed as if he had fallen asleep watching
Sasuke work. It took much more than it had that morning to wake him up this
time. When he finally made it to consciousness, Naruto smiled up at him. �You
finished?�

�Yes. Sit up.�

Naruto did, with some help. �So what do you have?�

Sasuke showed him the final version of the seal he had carefully
sketched. �If the seal is what is keeping the demon�s chakra untouched, then we can make one for you.�

�What?� Naruto screeched weakly. �You want to seal me?�

�No, I want to seal your chakra inside you. You will be able
to use it, because that is one of conditions, but no one else will be able to
get to it without your permission.�

Thinking about it, this could also be a good solution
against jutsus and weapons that
specifically fed off of other people�s chakra. If Konoha made the seal a
requirement for every academy graduate, it could be added protection against
that, at the very least.

�You�re sure I�d be able to use it?� Naruto asked
skeptically.

Ah. Sasuke, excited he was doing so well, forgot for a
moment that there was the carefully avoided matter of residual distrust between
them. What better way to test it? He knew he was right, and he had no reason or
wish to hurt Naruto in any way. And he had a perfect opportunity to see if
Naruto actually believed that.

�I have been working on it this entire afternoon. I will not
make a mistake.� Naruto lifted his eyes to Sasuke, the look in them serious and
measuring. It lasted for several long seconds, during which Sasuke refused to
take his gaze away. Only after Naruto nodded did he take the ink up in his
hands as he ordered, �Take your clothes off.�

Maybe because it was easier for him to deal with it that
way, Naruto�s expression became instantly light and smirking. He took off his
shirt without a word and asked halfway though trying to get out of his pants,
�What are you going to do to me?�

Sasuke ignored the horrible innuendo with some effort.
�Because your chakra is flowing through your entire body, and we have to seal
it all, I will have to mark you from fingers to toes and the top of the head.�

�With ink?�

�Yes. I will draw clauses on your skin. We can start with
your left foot.� That sounded innocent enough.

Naruto dutifully lay down on the bed and allowed Sasuke to do
as he pleased. His feet were cold and he wasn�t ticklish, Sasuke noticed, before
reaching for his hands. Naruto was helping at first, keeping himself in the
position that was most comfortable for Sasuke. But after only several minutes,
he started sinking into sleep. Sasuke, because he had already gotten the
consent, just shifted around the bed and finished the outline of the seal.
Making paint recognizable was hardest in the hair, because even though blonde,
it was untamable. Sasuke had to flatten it with his hand many times, watching
for the ink. It felt ridiculously like he was petting him, and it would be
annoying, except that Naruto was snoring lightly, which made it actually somewhat
endearing.

In the end, Sasuke drew the symbol to connect it on Naruto�s
chest, carefully leaning over. Already, he had used a generous amount of his
chakra to bind it all together. The clauses glowed for a second, in a good way
and then it all failed, turning off like a candle, without managing a viable connection.
There was not enough in Naruto to hold the seal until he formed some more chakra. Sasuke would have to transfer
some of his into Naruto after all. Watching the last of daylight saying its
goodbyes to his skin, it didn�t feel like he would have to strain himself at
all in order to finish. And that was bad
news.

Naruto was awake and staring wide eyed into the ceiling. �That-
that felt good.�

The seal shouldn�t feel like anything but a small surge of
power, so Naruto must have been talking about Sasuke�s chakra. He actually said it like he had never before had anyone�s chakra go through him. Well, he might
not have until he got sick. But the medical jutsu Sakura used was not the same,
not as raw and wild, and Sasuke used much more now than was needed for breaking
out of genjutsu. The look on Naruto�s
face, filled with pleasant surprise and cheerfulness, couldn�t hide the big,
blue bags under his eyes, or the paleness of his face.

And Sasuke would now have to explain to Naruto, of all people,
exactly why the only non-medical way to transfer chakra and make it hold was
through sex and that he would most likely have the opportunity to find out
exactly how that worked, today, because it was the only way Sasuke could think
of to finish the seal and go back to Konoha before someone else died.
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