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Sector Five	By : FlairForTheVeil Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2292 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 6: Replete
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.
The launching force was enough to make the raven’s knees buckle and send him stumbling forward. First came confusion, such as to why his legs gave out and he suddenly felt so weak.
Second were his senses. Something warm trickled down his stomach and back and his eyes slightly widened. His vision seemed as if everything were moving through molasses and it seemed to take hours for Naruto’s blue eyes to widen in horror and his jaw drop open in shock. But his vision of the blond was slowly going away, being replaced by his neck, then his chest…
Third was the pain. Later, Sasuke would have guessed that his blond friend was in too much of a shock to consider his actions. Strong hands were placed on his gored and normal shoulder and scream tore through his larynx and stopped others in their tracks.
Now it seemed like everything was moving in its regular timing and Sasuke fucking hated it. A louder scream dried his throat when Naruto shifted his hand on his penetrated shoulder in fear.
Something gargled in his throat and on a regular day he would have assumed it phlegm. He coughed and was mildly surprised when warm, thick liquid trickled down his chin and splattered the front of Naruto’s shirt. His vision doubled when he tried to look at his hands but instead caught a glimpse of burgundy slowly soaking his shirt. He gagged at the putrid stench of his own blood but that only resulted in more of it escaping his throat and making it sear.
He coughed harder when the blond wrapped a shaking arm around his side so that his injured shoulder faced away from him. Sasuke desperately tried to clear his airway and he distantly heard his friend’s shaking voice yelling louder and louder for their medic. He choked out a modest amount of blood and dragged a wheezing breath into his lungs, half of it immediately escaping in a groan of pain.
Blood, he thought to himself. I’m losing too much blood.
Naruto barely gave the hooded figure with a bow a glance before he turned his complete attention to his friend.
A small squirt of blood escaped his wound before the raven’s head tilted back and he fell forward.
Like in most situations, Naruto didn’t think about what he did. He grabbed Sasuke’s shoulders, one sopping wet and warm and the other dry and cold, and tried to yank him back up before he fell to the ground.
His eyes nearly watered in primal fear when a gut-wrenching, skin-crawling, and absolutely horrid yell of pain emitted from his friend’s lungs. He cursed himself for being so damn clumsy and quickly removed his hand off the boy’s left shoulder, wrapping his trembling arm around his torso to that the raven could lean his uninjured shoulder into his side.
After all the times that Kakashi had drilled into him that if someone were to get hurt that he should immediately call out for the rest of the group, his mind was only filled with the wheezes and whooping coughs of his friend and the metallic scent of blood on the both of them.
He whipped his head around and only saw Juugo taking on two cloaked figures hand to hand. Bandits, Naruto cursed and slowly shuffled past them. He had a hand clamped over Sasuke’s wet mouth and the boy was painfully digging his nails into his bicep. Once he got out of the alley and into the thin street with the school district right across from it, he deemed Sasuke’s life over all other matters.
“Karin!” he screamed and limped across the dirty street, the raven’s coughs having ceased and replaced with heavy breaths and small grunts of pain at each step. “Kakashi!” he bellowed.
The silver haired man was engaged in battle with a brown haired boy. Naruto shuffled closer to the fighting men, flexing his ears when he heard the pang of metal against metal. Kakashi ignored Naruto’s cries and the blond backed up when a huge white dog viciously growled at the pair. Sasuke lifted his booted foot and kicked the dog in the face, panting and nearly collapsing after he did so.

“Knock it the fuck off,” Naruto tried to growl. No malice was in his tone and it seemed like nearly a statement.
“No,” Sasuke growled back.
The dog growled again and barked at both of them. Another black boot shoved it away and its white body was replaced with that of Itachi. The man looked rabid and his face only doubled in its fury when he saw the sheet-white and lucid state of his injured brother.
“What the hell happened?” Itachi shoved the blond away and yanked his brother close to him, wrapping an arm around his head and glaring at him. “Karin!” The man hoisted Sasuke face down and planked into his arms, trying to bring his blood flow to his skull. “Karin!” he hollered again and sprinted into the yard of the school. There Suigetsu was wielding Kusanagi against a form smaller than his own with a simple bloodied machete.
Naruto followed Itachi hot on his heels when the man kicked the school doors open and wound on the balls of his feet to find the gym, the showers, Karin, help for Sasuke who was most likely going to bleed out.
There was a steady trail of blood that appeared in front of the blond’s boots. He tried not to focus on it when they neared the same double gym doors and burst through them, racing through rubber balls to get to the stairs. When they reached them, Itachi hobbled down them sideways like a madman and Sasuke coughed up a bit more blood when he tried to speak.
They tore through the door of the locker room and were greeted with Karin wrapped in a beige towel as well as a pink one atop her head. She screamed and backed behind a shower curtain. “What the fuck-“
“Sasuke’s hurt!” Naruto hoarsely yelled before he could stop himself.
Karin ran to the bench and shoved her glasses on her face before focusing on the glinting blade in the unconscious form of her childhood friend. She froze in shock and her jaw silently worked when Itachi tried to bark commands at her, but soon overpowering her shock and laying down her years of medical experience. “Both of you are idiots,” she growled and yanked the towel off her head to fold it thickly and wrap it around Sasuke’s wound. “Naruto, lead us to the hospital you saw.” She grabbed two more towels for when Sasuke bled through the first one. “Be prepared to give blood.” She slammed the shower room door open and ran up the stairs.
“What?” Naruto followed Itachi and furrowed his brows as he took the stairs two at a time.
“I said, be pr-“
“I heard you,” he snapped. “Why?”
“No,” Itachi spat and fixed his grip on his brother’s form. “Don’t tell him, it’ll only weaken us fur-“
“Shut the fuck up,” Karin spat back and jogged to the gym doors. “He needs to know if-“
“He doesn’t,” Itachi hissed and narrowed his eyes dangerously at the blonde.
“Why? Because your brother is already fucking unconscious from blood loss, or do you want him to die?” She growled back and nearly broke a gym door off its hinge. “You know he can help us, so face the fact that the damn secret it out.”
“You will not s-“
“What the hell is going on?” Naruto interrupted as they broke through the school entrance opposite of the battles that Karin had skipped. Yells were still heard in the distance and a few gunshots echoed dully in the atmosphere.
Karin unfastened a gun from Sasuke’s belt and shoved it in his chest. “Cover us as you lead,” she mumbled.
Naruto recognized the section of the street and sprinted over remnants of Katons and humans. He could see the gas station he had filled up at in the distance and tried to quicken his steps, hearing the slaps of Karin’s bare feet against the cold pavement and the wet thumps of Sasuke’s body with its shifting knife.
“What are you not telling me?” Naruto demanded and rounded a corner.
The beginnings of protests from Itachi were cut off by Karin’s level voice. “Sasuke’s anemic,” she stated and shrugged off the physical weight of Itachi’s fury. “Do you remember what that means from my books?”
Naruto furrowed his eyebrows as images of blood cells, normally shaped and some shaped like stars filled his mind as well as words like hemoglobin and aplastic filled his mind. “Um, shortage of blood?”
“Not exactly,” Karin explained. “There’s different types and I’ll give you the backstory later, but Sasuke doesn’t have enough iron in his blood to make the oxygen go around. You have an exceptional, healthy blood type that can be donated to any other blood type while Sasuke unfortunately has one that can only be donated to by the same type or yours. Itachi and him have different blood types, even as siblings. From the loss he’s suffered now,” her voice softened as she glanced at the limp figure of her friend. “And from what he’ll be suffering in the future, he’ll be losing a ridiculous amount and he’ll probably need multiple transfusions.”
Naruto recalled the bottle of iron pills that Sasuke had showed him. “Well, if he was taking those pills, why is it still severe as it is?”
“Because,” Karin grumbled and lowered her eyes. “In conditions like these, it’s impossible to get foods for him that aren’t expired and injuries are too common to control.”
Naruto glanced behind him and saw the glare Itachi was giving him, though this time muted and filled with one resolute order: Save my brother.
Naruto kicked the doors to the large emergency room down and jumped in, gun raised and ready to shoot any other bandits or Katons. Karin rushed behind the secretary counter and ruffled around to emerge with a box of gloves and a bottle of hand sanitizer. “Get him on that gurney,” she nodded to the yellow contraption by the front entrance. She whipped her head up to look at the signs hooked to the walls, looking for Laboratory and Surgery. She spotted them and waved her arm towards the boys, Itachi having already gingerly lowered his brother on his side onto the stretcher and Naruto pulling it.
They ran through cramped hallways with stray papers and biohazard containers and stretchers, torn plastic gloves and gowns scattered on the ground. They turned a corner and reached a set of metal doors with a dead touchscreen pad on it, words plastered above it saying NO CIVILIANS BEYOND THIS POINT. Karin froze and growled at the doors. There was a card holder on the side of the pad and a yellow lanyard flashed through his mind back by the entrance doors.
“I think I saw a card by the entrance,” he announced and sprinted back through the hallways of the hospital, sweating and thanking Kami that he reached the doors in record time. His eyes darted across the floor until they spotted a mustard yellow lanyard with a shiny plastic cardholder on it. The blond jumped at it and held it in his hands, turning it multiple ways until he could focus on the printed name of the identification card.
There was a metallic blue holographic line on one side of it and the other side held a picture of its owner, department, and specialty. Dr. Snakes, it read with a picture of a pale creepy man with long black hair and beady eyes. His department was radiology, which was past the lab, and his specialty was something called… reconstructive and spiritual surgery?
Naruto shook his head and sprinted back through the hospital to where Karin was trying to kick the door down and Itachi was pressing another towel into his brother’s chest. He ran up and punched the touch pad, it flaring to life under his touch and glowing blue. It displayed a picture of a card and Naruto held it up to match with the image displayed on the screen, a holographic blue light coming out and scanning the card before dying again and emitting a loud ping that sent the metal doors sliding up.
The room beyond was filled with biohazard signs and yellow warnings of radiation and illustrations of pregnant women and elephantiasis. Karin jumped on the stretcher as soon as she saw the first broken shard of a test tube and they sped through the lab, meeting another metal door that immediately opened at their movement and led into the surgery department. Karin hopped off the gurney and picked up a first aid kit and AED if the time came that she lost Sasuke’s heart rate, then a stray pair of needles that she was sure wasn’t the right size for a transfusion but would have to suffice anyway.
They jogged down the hall until the redhead took a sharp turn into a large surgery room that appeared to have plentiful supplies and what looked like a refrigerator in the back. There was a red plus sign on it. Naruto looked around in confusion as Itachi and Karin transferred Sasuke’s body to the metal operating table and set the gurney next to it. She ran towards a large set of cabinets and yanked them open, searching through green and white packages of long needles that made his eyes widen in fear. She tossed brown packages to Itachi who tore them open and rubbed orange liquid on the inside of Sasuke’s elbow. The veins under his skin were now more pronounced than ever.
“You!” Karin called and trotted towards Sasuke, shifting through packages of needles and setting some down that Naruto clearly saw with numbers like 19 and 21 written on them. Kami bless him, those things looked like knives. “Get over here!”
When Naruto sat down, she immediately cut through the sleeve of his left arm and a cold toilette was rubbed over the inside of his elbow. Karin had a clean blood bag ready by his side and was connecting a tube to it when Itachi interrupted.
“That’s going to take too long,” he barked. “Do it directly.”
Karin froze and directed her widened eyes to the brunet. “What? Itachi, I’ve only read about that and it’s dan-“
“Do it.”
Karin paused with a needle poised over the blond’s inner elbow. “I can’t make that work. We would need-“
Itachi displayed to her a strange metal syringe, her eyes widening at the object. “Where-“
“It doesn’t matter,” he said and threw the blood bag to the corner of the room. “Now do it.”
Karin gave Naruto a wary look and quickly hooked up two tubes to the bottom of the object and gave one needle that the tube opposite of the blond belonged to Itachi.
“Flex your fist,” she murmured and twisted a knob on the top of the object. “We insert them on three,” she ordered and gave Itachi a glare. ”This is serious and not a time for one of your alpha dog games.”
Itachi didn’t reply and waited for her to start counting.
“One,” Karin announced and gave the blond a confident look.
“Two,” he put in and gave her a weak grin. She patted his bicep.
“Three.” She glided the needle under his skin and into his vein, Naruto making a fish face at the intrusion and squirming around a bit. He definitely felt pressure at the point of entrance, but no sucking or whatsoever. He glanced over at the slowly rising chest of his dark haired friend and wondered how it all came to this.
“I’m going to let him have about half a pint until I remove the knife,” the redhead nodded to herself. She probed the area around his gore and scrunched her nose. “His collarbone and shoulder blade are shattered and he’ll have severe muscle damage. Need stitches, of course… I’ll do my best to realign the fragments, but I don’t think they’ll heal perfectly without surgery. His spine is fine, too far away from his heart…” she sighed. “He’ll have a lot more muscle damage than I’d like to admit. I can’t believe this happened to him out of all of us,” she pressed her forehead against the operating table and ran her hands though her hair.
Naruto felt a huge wave of guilt crash over his system and clenched his eyes shut. Itachi sighed heavily and unlaced his brother’s boots, letting them drop to the floor. He took a pair of medical scissors and cut his brother’s thermal shirt up the middle, unwinding it from the knife and cutting it all apart.
“You’re going to make him cold,” Karin grumbled from inside her arms. “And we haven’t even taken out the knife yet.”
She rested her chin on her arms and looked up at Itachi. “I’m not strong enough to do it. I can’t do it, I can’t watch that.” She murmured and twirled a lock of her friend’s inky hair in her fingers. She pressed her sweaty palms to his cold cheeks and tried to warm his head. “You’re going to have to do it.”
“Fine,” the man clipped and stood tensely in the middle of them.
“This is going to be difficult,” Karin sighed. “I’m going to try to stop the bleeding naturally. There’s over-the-counter stabilizers here but he’s most likely allergic to them. Once you take it out, toss it somewhere and help me put pressure on the wound to stop its bleeding. Once it shows the slightest sign of letting up, I’m stitching him up and injecting painkillers.”
Itachi nodded and knitted his fingers together behind his back.
“How do you know he has half a pint?” Naruto softly asked and looked at the ground. Karin shrugged and poked the raven’s shoulder.
“I can just tell,” she replied.
She took his hand in hers and checked for coldness, rubbing it together in her hands. She stood up and opened a different cabinet, this time holding a bundle of blankets and her nose twitching in irritation as she realized she was still in her bath towel. She set those on Naruto’s lap and padded across the room to retrieve more towels and anesthetic.
The blond puckered his lips and stared at his sickly pale friend with drying blood on his chin. He leaned over and picked up a shred of shirt Itachi had cut away, wiping his chin clean and throwing the fabric across the room. Now Sasuke looked somewhat normal, like the gun expert and hard worker that had a knack for being soft spoken but packing a mean punch when he did speak, the one he had befriended and not the injured, frail figure on a metal table. It had only been a few days, but in those few Naruto found a quick-minded companion. He felt ashamed that it took a situation like this to want to know the boy better.
“Okay,” Karin whispered and clutched at a towel in her hand. “Take it out.”
Naruto squeezed his eyes shut and waited for a few seconds before relaxing them after a moment. He was just about to open them when he heard a grunt, a wet sliding sound, a pang of metal and the stretching of skin and the squirting of flesh blood. His lips quivered when he heard Karin gasp and a soft thump of a plush towel.
“Looks like he got most of the bleeding done on the way over here,” she grunted and peeked under the towel. “Just a few more minutes.”
Karin’s stomach felt queasy and her head was hurting with how many thoughts were buzzing through it, but this was Sasuke’s life they were messing with. This had to be the most worried and terrified that she had ever been. She didn’t know if she could put in the stitches on her friend’s destroyed shoulder, didn’t know if she could ease the shattered bones back into place and slip his arm in a sling. But she had to… for Sasuke’s best chance at healing. She put more pressure on the towel against the raven’s shoulder, careful to center her weight and to not rearrange his bones.
Naruto let his eyes inch open to the sight of Karin leaning over Sasuke with most of her weight on her arms and his shoulder, and Itachi frozen in front of the operating table with the knife still in hand. It was a butcher’s knife, ironically used to skin pigs and chop their meat up like it had ripped through Sasuke’s shoulder. The boy’s breathing was labored even in his sleep and Naruto flinched when the needle inside of him shifted when he tried to get a closer look.
“Itachi,” she called and shifted from her position. “I need you to control the bleeding while I go get stitching supplies.” She clenched her jaw at the thought of anesthesia. There was no time for that, and she would just give the boy the high-tech painkillers that Kami had blessed this age with.
Itachi didn’t move his empty eyes off of the butcher. “Now,” she added condescendingly and released her grip to run across the room and practically jump inside a cabinet. Her theory worked when she glanced back and bit her lip to hide a triumphant smile.
Naruto craned his neck to where Karin was rummaging through that cabinet like a raccoon, then followed her movements when she ran back and laid what she had in her arms on the metal surface. All the blond caught a glimpse of was clear wire and metal instruments before she yanked Itachi’s hands off of his brother’s shoulder.
Her hands were nearly blurred and Naruto could only make out the movements of a hooked needle piercing the raven’s skin and emerging with a few lines of stitches. She began at his breast and quickly worked her way up, tightly mending skin to skin and the meeting points crusting with dried blood. They rolled Sasuke to his side and the blond kept his gaze locked on the pale face, cheeks now brushed with color and brows furrowed in his sleep. He barely noticed when Karin madly ended her stitches and darted to the side to emerge with a syringe and two bottles, clumsily wiping the used supplies off the table and replacing them. She spun open the top to a brown bottle that had a strange long rubber nipple on it and squirted the substance into and around Sasuke’s wound. The boy’s breathing caught in his sleep and his eyebrows furrowed further. She picked up a wet toilette and gently patted the stitches to clear it of any dried blood and unrolled gauze. She layered the gore thickly and secured it with weak-looking tape. Itachi picked a folded towel off the ground and set it under his brother’s shoulder when they laid him down.
“We should probably get him to an actual room,” the redhead grumbled and rinsed her hands with the liquid from the brown bottle. “There I can actually monitor his heart rate and test their blood for compatibility.”
Itachi was silent and rested dull eyes on the blond. He slightly dangled his feet off the side of the gurney and offered a weak grin to the man.
“Karin, how much have I given?” he whispered and turned to the girl who was cleansing Sasuke’s torso with a wet towel.
“You only have a bit more to go,” she answered and abruptly sliced the blond’s shirt open.
“Hey-“
“Shush, it’s soaked in blood,” she discarded the brown garment to the side and tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and roughly wiped blotted blood off of Naruto’s chest. Karin shakily stood up and took small steps toward the blood bank in the back of the room, praying to Kami that their supplies wasn’t biased. She swung the metal door open and exposed nearly black bags of blood, alphabetically ordered and some with names on them. She rifled through them and was thankful to find one bag of B negative, although it was only one. There were no O types in the bank, not even listed as a blood type on the motivational poster stuck inside the door.
She padded back to the boys and turned a knob on the contraption dangling between Sasuke’s and Naruto’s arms, the bright red stream coming from Naruto and to Sasuke slowly stopping. She removed the tube from Sasuke’s side of it and placed it at the knob of the blood bag to place it on Sasuke’s stomach. Karin gently removed the needle from Naruto’s artery and promised him an orange one day in the future.
“Okay,” she brushed off her hands and rested them on the table legs under the raven’s head. “Let’s roll him to a patient room.”
Naruto stood up and registered the ache of his legs and the dryness of his mouth.
Itachi numbly pulled the table through the metal doors of the surgical rooms and they all turned to look for inpatient rooms or hospice sets. Karin backed through the hallway and the blond held the ID up to the scanner again, gently taking the girl in his arms when he recalled all the broken glass in this room. The twin metal door opposite of the one behind them stuttered in its opening and only rose about two feet off the floor.
They all froze when it didn’t open any more. He laid questioning eyes on Karin’s and she signaled for him to put her down.
“Go get the gurney,” she ordered and slipped under the opening.
Without thinking, Naruto sprinted back through the surgery hall and burst into the surgery room with bloodied towels on the floor and leaping at the bright yellow stretcher. He yanked it behind him when he used the ID yet again to open the lab door and rushed towards Itachi.
Karin’s hands appeared under the door and her voice sounded muffled through it. “Put Sasuke on the stretcher,” she grunted. “And hold the gurney when I lower it so that it won’t come crashing down.”
When Naruto tried to grab one side of Sasuke’s body he was harshly shoved away by Itachi. The man gingerly moved his brother’s limp body and half-empty blood bag to the stretcher.
“Alright, hold it.” She demanded and pressed a latch above the stretcher’s wheels. Only Naruto moved fast enough to set both of his arms under the thin mattress, pressing his face into the raven’s tight torso at his weight. He gently lowered it completely to the ground and grunted when he finally did. Geez, Sasuke was heavy.
The redhead’s greedy hands yanked Sasuke under the door and Naruto crawled under it behind Itachi. He rose and pointed at a sign that read ICU and pointed to their right. They jogged down that dark hall and burst into the first curtained room they saw.
A skeleton with a small amount of rotting meat on it and flies buzzing around it laid on the hospital bed with a breathing tube still around its neck. They immediately backed out and burst into the room opposite of Skully, sighing in relief when they saw the room was in pristine quality. Karin set the stretched next to the blue-sheeted bed and switched the latch that had Sasuke’s body slowly rising to the level of the bed. She untucked the sheets and Itachi automatically bundled his little brother in them, reminded of the times when he had passed out from malnutrition as a child and the only thing Itachi could do was tuck him in and hope he would wake up the next morning.
Karin fiddled with a heart monitor by his side and threw it to the white tiled floor when it didn’t turn on. She kicked a stale oxygen tank to the side and froze when the sound panged in the air.
“We should go back for the others,” Naruto awkwardly cut in just when Karin was about to complete her rage. “Itachi can protect Sasuke.”
She glared at the blond and pushed her glasses higher up on the bridge of her nose and sighed.
“You’re right.”
Itachi turned to him and nodded. “Take Karin with you. I will give you my handgun just for today.” He reached behind him and tossed a lacquered black shooter at the blond. “Kill the one who injured my brother.”
Naruto weakly nodded and switched the safety off the gun, beckoning Karin to follow him out the hospital doors.
They were closely scuttling down the road to the school when Suigetsu shot past them and created puffs of dirt with his heels when he tried to stop.
“Hurry, we got ‘em!” He yanked their arms and tugged them toward the playground of the school. On the rubber mulch of the structure, Kakashi had planted himself on the same white dog that had tried to attack Naruto and Sasuke just over an hour ago. It was growling and whining under his weight and barked at the blond when he neared. Juugo had his arms securely taut around two flaxen haired girls that were long since out cold. On the ground lay two unconscious men, one with brown hair and red triangles on his cheeks and the other Naruto knew to be the bandit Sasuke had shot when they went looting. Suigetsu had his arm in a chokehold against a squirming young looking boy with a gravity-defying style of hair and a bright green scarf.
“Wake them up,” Karin growled in Suigetsu’s face. The white haired boy sneered at her and dropped the boy in his arms. The scrambled up from the ground and immediately leaped at Naruto, yelling something incoherent and latching onto his neck. Naruto yelled and tried to twist the boy off his body with no avail, switching the safety off his gun and shoving it into the temple of the boy. Karin violently grabbed the boy and slammed him on the ground with the strength like that of a wrestler and Suigetsu went to work on kicking the rest of their captives awake. She yanked the gun out of his hand and pressed it between his eyes. “Tell me where your camp is.”
Naruto’s eyes flickered when he heard a female groan from Juugo’s arms and flickered back to the boy Karin had pinned to the ground. She shoved the gun into his head hard enough to create future bruising. “Tell me where your fucking camp is! I’ll destroy it like y-“
She paused when she heard a feminine gasp and immediately let go of the boy to point it at its source.
“Who are you?!” She yelled and knelt in front of the pink haired girl. Karin got in her face and growled viciously enough to spit in the girl’s face. “I’ll kill your whole camp.”
The pink haired girl looked over Karin’s shoulder and sobbed. “Erutow!” she wailed and tried to break free from Juugo’s grasp. “Naruto!” she screamed a bit more coherently once tears broke free and decorated her cheeks. “Naruto!” She sobbed again and reached her hands out towards the baffled blond. “Na-“

Juugo released her and the pink haired girl automatically clambered up Naruto and clung to him, sobbing in his neck and gripping his bare back. She continued to hoarsely wail his name into his shoulder and the blond lifted a hand to awkwardly pat the girl on her back, absolutely clueless as to what was going on. He cringed when he heard another sob from another female throat but was slightly (completely) petrified at the sight of a rabid blonde girl nearly foaming at the mouth and desperately trying to beat up Juugo.
The brown haired man also woke up from the ruckus and shot up when he saw Naruto, leaping towards him but was stopped when Karin harshly punched him in the jaw and sent him tumbling back towards the ground. Her anger had returned in full force to replace the pity she had felt for the crying girl.
“Which one of you stabbed Sasuke!” she screamed and pointed the revolver at the blonde girl, the tattooed man and shifted it to the young boy. She continuously shifted it to all of them, impatiently waiting for an answer. “If you don’t answer me, all of you will die!”
The blonde girl looked up and sneered at Karin. “I didn’t stab him,” she said with a level voice. “I just loaded a crossbow with a knife and shot it at some man.”
The redhead slid to her knees and pressed the gun barrel inside the girl’s left ear. “Why,” she growled hoarsely. “We have plenty of-“
“I know what you have,” the girl snapped and shrugged the gun out of her ear. “We came here for Naruto.”
Said boy was silent when he noticed that none of their faces made his mind itch. “How do you know my name?” He cautiously asked and gently pushed the pink haired girl away from him.
“We mean no harm,” the girl announced with an air of great authority. “We just-“
“You’ve caused harm,” Karin shoved the girl away from Juugo and planted her foot in her stomach. “You’ve caused severe harm. You’re going to pay for-“
“Karin,” Naruto held up his hands, greatly disturbed with the amount of violence Karin was displaying.
The pink haired girl wiped her face and stood her ground, looking considerably stronger than she had sobbing into his neck. “I’m gravely sorry for what harm Ino has caused,” she started and made eye contact with the opposing group. “This situation could have been avoided by approaching you lot in a friendly manner and asking you to return Naruto to us. This-“
“What?” Naruto interrupted. “’Return to us’? I don’t think-“
“Naruto doesn’t belong to you,” Suigetsu cut in and bared Kusanagi. Naruto’s heart clenched at the sight of it and wanted to convince giving it back to Sasuke.
The pink haired girl tilted her head and offered a gentle smile. “Well, it’s obvious he’s being held captive-“
“Captive?” Suigetsu spat in front of her feet. “Sure as hell ain’t being held captive. Wouldn’t the fucker already’a run away if he was bein’ held captive?” The word rolled off his tongue sourly. “And don’t get sly with me, you bitch.”
Naruto cringed at the name calling and tried to intervene, but the girl appeared five times larger than she actually was with her confidence.
“Yes, captive,” she spat and wrapped an iron-like grip around Naruto’s arm. “You lot stole him from us-“
“There was no stealing going on around here.” Karin stood up and dropped the gun to the ground. “A member of our group found Naruto injured and alone, fallen off a two story building. It sure seems like you left him. We took him in and I diagnosed him with a severe concussion and amnesia.”
The girl was silent and she made eye contact with Naruto. She was about the same size as Karin and they both seemed to have fierce personalities and strong wills.
“I’m Sakura,” she suddenly said and turned to Naruto like she expected him to remember something. He felt nothing except learning something new. Sakura nodded her head at the boy with the green scarf. “We’re not a violent group, I promise. That’s Konohamaru, he’s thirteen. I’m sorry if this came too far than it needed, but the only thing I can offer in apology is the top doctor of Konoha.”
Karin said nothing and nodded to Suigetsu. He sheathed Kusanagi and leant against a pillar of the playground.
“That’s Ino,” Sakura nodded at the blonde girl. “He’s Kiba and that’s his tracker dog, Akamaru.” She pointed at the red-cheeked boy and gave Kakashi a gentle look, asking him to get off of Akamaru. The man did and the dog whined and stretched before barreling over to Kiba. She helped the long haired man to his feet and he didn’t regard any of them. “This is Neji, and we have plenty more members as the group Naruto was with.”
Naruto opened his mouth to introduce himself but snapped it shut when he remembered that they already knew him. Karin, Suigetsu, and Juugo introduced themselves. Karin explained the results of Ino’s actions and Sasuke’s medical condition. Sakura nodded along and offered her hand as she was the same blood type as the boy, but Karin stated that it was fine and he already received some from Naruto.
Ino scoffed and crossed her arms in the background of the conversation. Out of all the times she finally took charge, she did something wrong.
“I’ll send a message to our group that we found him and for Tsunade to come prepared.” Sakura smiled and set her gaze on Naruto. “Do you mind if I have a look at this Sasuke?”
Naruto hesitated but nodded and headed off in the direction of the hospital.
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