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Deception - COMPLETE	By : kizukatana Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 11939 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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-xXx-
The elevator chimed, and Naruto pulled himself up to stand. He swayed slightly.
Sasuke scowled. "What the hell are you doing, idiot? You're supposed to stay laying down."
Naruto didn't even look at him. He started walking over to the elevator. "My friend is coming up. And I know from experience that you have no manners for greeting someone who comes to your home."
Itachi threw Sasuke a questioning look, which Sasuke promptly ignored.
Sakura was just stepping out of the elevator, her eyes going wide as she took in the size and luxury of the penthouse. This was definitely not her or Naruto's part of town.
"Sakura. You didn't have to come. I'm really fine," Naruto said, loud enough for his voice to carry to the two dark-eyed brothers watching from the living room. He dropped his voice to a low whisper as he pretended to kiss Sakura's cheek. "Watch what you say," was the only warning he had time for before he felt another presence coming up behind him.
"I am Itachi Uchiha, and this is my brother, Sasuke," Itachi said smoothly, shaking her hand. Sasuke stood beside him, a frown in his eyes as he had noted that Sakura's hand still rested lightly on Naruto's shoulder. He also hadn't missed the kiss. What kind of doctor was she? She had pink hair and kissed her patients. But he observed the formalities of greeting her politely. Not just to prove Naruto wrong.
"Sasuke," he said, offering his hand as well. Sakura shook it, her eyes widening slightly as they flicked between the two impossibly beautiful dark-haired men. People should not be allowed to look like that in real life, she decided.
"I'm Dr. Haruno. You can call me Sakura. Nice to meet you," Sakura said smoothly. Normally she wouldn't use her title, but she had immediately recognized the two men in front of her from seeing them on the covers of magazines and newspapers, and she wanted to assert her authority in whatever insane situation Naruto had managed to get himself into. Though she didn't know if it would do much good with either of them.
She gave Naruto a small shove in the direction of the living room. "To the couch, mister. Even a head as hard as yours isn't meant to go up against a bullet."
Naruto stumbled, and her eyes flashed true concern. "You're dizzy," she said accusingly, immediately grabbing his arm to keep him from stumbling further. "What are you doing standing? Are you trying to make it worse by passing out and hitting your head?"
She heard a snort of agreement from one of the men behind her.
Naruto let her lead him to the couch and he lay down obediently. He had had enough experience with Sakura in the past to know that it would only end badly for him if he resisted. She might be a good six inches shorted than him, but she had no problem using her considerable strength to overpower an injured man if she deemed his actions stupid enough to warrant it.
She leaned over to examine the bandage, and whispered as soundlessly as possible, "Naruto, what the hell are you doing here? Do you know who these guys are? They are insanely rich and seriously connected and you have to be careful." She shot a nervous glance over to where Sasuke was watching them intently, clearly displeased at the whispered conversation that was happening.
Naruto flinched as she pulled off the bandage. "This wasn't exactly my choice. But don't worry. It's under control," he whispered back.
"Under control? Under control? You have a bullet hole in your head, Naruto. How is that under fucking control?" Her voice had risen well out of the whisper volume towards the end, to the point where Itachi and Sasuke could clearly hear what she was saying.
She blew out a breath. First things first. "Who treated the initial wound?"
"Umm... my roommate," Naruto said, glancing at the two men watching. He prayed that Sakura would not say Gaara's name. He needn't have worried. She had clearly gotten the message at the door.
Her hand froze. "Is... your roommate... ok?"
He could see her swallowing down her worry, potentially wondering if the absence of Gaara's presence here meant he was more seriously injured. He reassured her, "Yes. He's fine."
Naruto saw the tension ease from her expression. Naruto continued. "He put a quick bandage on me, but then we had to... go to work. Sasuke cleaned the wound more thoroughly and bandaged it for me when I got here."
Sakura looked over at the man with some surprise. Sasuke didn't seem like a person who would know how to change bandages. Or one who would bother to do so for someone else. This whole situation made no sense to her. Naruto didn't let people near him when he was seriously injured. The only exceptions to that rule had been a few members of Nagato's crew, Gaara, and Sakura. She didn't know Naruto's history, but she knew that he had people after him who would be ecstatic to find him in a weakened state. Naruto didn't trust easily. Why would he have willingly come here when he was this injured and vulnerable?
Why would Naruto have trusted these two men who so clearly didn't belong in Naruto's world? Sakura was intelligent enough to keep those thoughts and questions to herself. Instead she turned to Sasuke and simply said, "You did a good job. The wound is clean and the bandages have slowed the bleeding. But it will still require stitches."
This earned an annoyed grunt from Naruto. "Oh, fucking hell, Sakura. I don't care if I have a scar. Can't we just leave it?"
"Don't be a baby. If you weren't so obsessed about 'no anesthetics', it wouldn't have to hurt. Now suck it up and lay still."
Sakura went to the bar area and washed her hands, then rinsed them with antiseptic. She walked back over to where Naruto was looking at her apprehensively, and reached into her bag and pulled out a sterile pack of suture thread and unwrapped a clean needle.
"You guys don't have to watch," Naruto said tensely to Itachi and Sasuke, not taking his eyes off Sakura and the objects she was holding in her hands. "Sakura likes to drag out these little torture sessions. She's a total sadist. It was her whole reason for becoming a doctor."
"You know," Sakura drawled. "We could make this thirty stitches instead of six."
"We could make it zero and I could give you an express ride down the elevator shaft," Naruto countered, a small smile reaching his lips. This was clearly not their first time having this discussion.
"I could open the bottle of antiseptic and re-cleanse your wound with a scrub brush."
Naruto clamped his jaw closed. That was a threat that held serious weight. Sakura had the grace not to smirk, and simply began stitching his scalp. Naruto gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, counting each stitch as he felt the needle pierce his flesh.
While she worked, Itachi asked Sakura questions about where she was currently practicing, where she'd gone to medical school, what area of medicine she focused on. The questions could have passed for casual conversation. But both Sakura and Naruto knew it was more probing than that. She knew that if Naruto thought that Sasuke or Itachi were dangerous, he would never have called her in their presence. So Sakura answered his questions directly. He didn't ask about her relationship with Naruto, or anything personal.
Sasuke watched in silence. It was unclear if he simply had a fascination for the process, or if he were trying to make sure that Sakura didn't do anything suspicious. It annoyed her somewhat, both professionally and personally. As a doctor, she knew what she was doing. She worked in the busiest Emergency Room in New York City. She could put battlefield medics to shame.
On a personal level, she resented the proprietary air that she was sensing from the younger Uchiha towards her friend. She didn't think that Naruto was oblivious to it, but he seemed to be tolerating it. That surprised her somewhat. Naruto avoided relationships of any sort the way oil avoided water. With the notable exception of Gaara. The vibe she was getting between Naruto and Sasuke made no sense to her. Sakura found herself wondering once again what the hell her friend had gotten himself into, and what the nature of his relationship was with the younger Uchiha. Naruto had said he had come here to work, but somehow it didn't feel like that.
But she knew she wouldn't be able to ask Naruto about anything here. If he even would tell her anything, which was doubtful.
However, that didn't mean she couldn't throw a little jab at the wealthy politician to test her theory. So when she finished up, she washed her hands again then sat down on the sofa where Naruto was resting. She ran her fingers through his blond hair playfully. Slightly sensually. She noticed amusement spark in blue eyes at the same time she noticed icy displeasure emanate from black eyes.
"Poor baby. Why don't you come back to my place and let me take care of you. You shouldn't be working today," she kept her voice ambiguous. It didn't exactly sound like an offer for sex. But it also didn't sound like it wasn't one.
"He's staying here," Sasuke said coldly. "Walking outside made him sick. He will rest here."
Sakura looked innocently at Sasuke. "Won't it be an inconvenience for you? Surely a man in your position doesn't have time for -"
"It's fine. I'm working from home today. Are you done?" Sasuke asked, his clipped tone a not-so-subtle dismissal.
Sakura smiled. She didn't miss the amusement that flashed across Itachi's eyes. He clearly knew what she was doing. And wasn't averse to it.
"Sakura," Naruto said, his voice serious. "Be careful."
At first Sakura thought he was referring to her baiting of Sasuke, but she quickly realized he was talking about whatever was behind his injury. And she took it seriously.
"I will," she said softly, letting understanding show in her eyes. "I need to follow-up on your condition. What is the best way to reach you?"
Naruto never had a consistent cell number. Now that he wasn't living in his old home, she realized she had no way to contact him. "I'll call you in three days?"
Sakura nodded. "Call me sooner if you have increases in dizziness or vomiting, or if you lose consciousness again."
She knew he wouldn't tell her everything. But they had been friends for several years now. And he knew she was worried. He would tell her what he could, and she would have to accept it. She sent one last glance to the two men silently observing their conversation, then leaned down and placed a close-mouthed kiss on Naruto's lips. Naruto's eyes widened in surprise, then crinkled in amusement. He wondered why Sakura was feeling the need to flaunt their closeness. But he didn't mind. Maybe Sasuke would think he was straight after this. He wasn't sure if that would help him or hurt him in his goal to avoid any further emotional entanglement with the councilman. And he didn't like the fact that he was no longer sure which outcome he was hoping for.
Sasuke cleared his throat to get their attention. "Dr. Haruno. Thank you so much for your services. How much do we owe you for this house call," he said, standing. There was something insulting about the way he said it, and Sakura was glad she was able to refuse the offer.
Sakura also stood, deciding not to push anymore. "There is no charge. Naruto is an... old friend." Again she left her tone not openly suggestive but definitely open to interpretation.
Sasuke didn't say another word as he escorted her to the elevator. Itachi simply watched with wicked amusement as his brother stiffly waited until the doors had closed behind her.
. . . .
"This gives new meaning to the notion of a 'personal' physician. You seem quite close with Dr. Haruno," Itachi said, failing to conceal the smirk as he glanced at his fuming younger brother.
Naruto shrugged. "We go way back," was all he offered. There was a moment of awkward silence.
Sasuke finally broke it. "We need to find out who was behind this."
"And who the actual target was," Itachi added.
Naruto paused. It felt strange to have this conversation with people like Sasuke and Itachi. They weren't exactly playing for the same team.
"I have access to police reports, but it doesn't sound like police were involved with any of this," Itachi said, looking at Naruto.
Naruto paused for a second... and decided it was worth the risk to talk about this, at least partially. "I'm pretty sure no one heard it go down. They had silencers. And these aren't the kind of guys who get reported missing. So I am guessing you won't be getting a call on this one."
"How many were there?" Sasuke asked. Naruto just shrugged. It didn't matter. It wouldn't get them closer to answers to talk about dead men.
But there was potentially something Itachi could help with.
"Tomorrow I'll go talk with Orochimaru and see what he knows. It would also be good if I could talk to Hidan and Dei... Hidan was going to look into a few things for me. If anyone in Sing Sing is connected with the group that did this, they can find out," Naruto said.
Sasuke frowned at the mention of Naruto going to talk to Orochimaru, but Itachi was already speaking. "I can clear you to have another visit with Hidan. But getting in to see Deidara will be problematic."
Naruto didn't blink at the knowledge that Itachi knew he had visited Hidan. He had assumed the police would monitor that. His comment about Dei had Naruto more concerned. "How long are they going to keep him in solitary? Aren't there rules about that shit?"
Itachi sighed. "They let him out of solitary three days ago. But there was an... incident... in the showers and now he's back in solitary again."
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Jesus! Every fucking time. People think that just because the guy has long blond hair, he likes it up the ass. What did Dei do this time, break his arm?"
Itachi cleared his through, as though slightly embarrassed. "Ah... no. That would have probably not have landed him in solitary given the situation. It appears that there was some sort of... explosion. And a certain part of the man that had been bothering Deidara..."
"OH MY GOD ARE YOU TELLING ME DEI BLEW THE GUY'S FUCKING DICK OFF? THAT IS SO AWESOME!" Naruto burst out in deep, unrestrained laughter despite the agony it causes in his head. Sasuke had never seen Naruto laugh. The blond's entire being seemed to light up, and suddenly he looked so much younger and more innocent. Until he thought again about what it was that the blond found so funny. He realized it was the first time he was seeing the blond with his guard down while he was conscious. There was something contagious about Naruto's laugher, and Sasuke found his own lips turning up at the corners in response.
"It nearly killed the man. He's still in intensive care," Itachi said, knowing he should not be finding this funny. But somehow seeing Naruto's reaction to the situation did make the whole thing seem much more amusing then it had seemed when he first read the prison medical report.
"Good, I'm glad," Naruto said, gasping for air. "Fucking rapist. If the penalty for rape in New York were getting your dick blown off, I bet you'd see a pretty sharp drop in the rape rate. You should let the criminals be in charge of the punishment. We have much more effective approaches for these things. Besides, they guy must be a complete idiot if he decided to try to take Dei in the showers. Dei is a fucking legend in Nagato's organization. No one could take him down. Girly hair or no, the guy is a beast. Stories about him have been in all the papers since his arrest. The guy deserved what he got. If he dies, he should win the Darwin Award for taking himself out of the fucking gene pool."
Itachi couldn't argue with that. And he didn't deny that he didn't feel a lot of sympathy for the man who had met with such an... unfortunate turn of events.
"But seriously, how did Dei even get the explosives in there? Can they pin this on him?" Naruto asked, not really expecting Itachi to answer.
Itachi surprised him by actually answering. "That is a bit problematic. They have no clue how the explosives were smuggled in, placed in that sensitive location without the victim noticing, nor how they were detonated. But given that the man had tried to rape Deidara in the showers just hours before it happened and that Deidara is known to be an assassin that uses explosives, they are pretty sure that he did it."
Naruto was laughing again, holding his head against the agony his concussion was causing. "Gah, you're fucking killing me. That is just too hilarious. They'll never pin this on him. He's too good. He's a fucking artist when it comes to this."
Rubbing his temples and finally catching his breath, Naruto looked at Sasuke, then Itachi. "Well, I am guessing Dei wouldn't have heard anything anyway, being locked in solitary all the time. But get me in to see Hidan tomorrow. He might know something. Orochimaru took care of all the paperwork."
"What about your roommate?" Sasuke asked.
Naruto hesitated. "I'm meeting him in two days. I'll find out what he knows then."
"I'll come with you," Sasuke said flatly.
"No way," Naruto said, all amusement gone from his face. "First off, there is still a good chance you are the main target. And the safest place for you is here. People won't notice me, but you are too well-known. I've been going with you out in public the past week. Half the people on the street recognize you, and in a city where no one looks at each other, that's saying something. And even without that, I might have decided to trust you somewhat, but if I'm wrong then the only person I want to get screwed by my bad judgment is me. If it is relevant to you guys, I'll tell you what my roommate says. But I'm going alone. If you try to follow me, I'll know. And you won't like what I do about it."
Sasuke held his gaze for a minute, but didn't really see a way to change the outcome. "Fine, but you come back here when you're done talking with him."
"Ok," Naruto said easily. It wasn't like he had a better place to go. At this point, he trusted Sasuke more than he trusted Orochimaru. It was a low bar, but true nonetheless.
Itachi looked at his watch and stood. "Well, as fascinating as this all is, I have work to return to." He nodded to Naruto. "I'll get you in to see Hidan tomorrow. Deidara... will be a while."
Naruto smirked. "You'll never pin this on him. It's all circumstantial."
Itachi smirked back. "Hn. Let's hope so." And Naruto knew the man meant it. And liked him for it.
Sasuke went to call Orochimaru and inform him of Naruto's new living arrangements.
-xXx-
Orochimaru sat in his library, looking at the man standing in front of him. He sighed. "You said you would be able to bring me the files on the Akatsuki activities. You said you were going to get access to Itachi's investigation."
"Orochimaru-sama, I haven't been able to -"
"Enough. Lucky for you, I am close to being able to work with Itachi directly. Then your incompetence won't bet in my way. Things are progressing well with his little brother. He called me just now, letting me know that he had wanted Naruto to move in to his penthouse until the situation has resolved. Evidently there has been another threat to Sasuke. Either that or he is simply wanting an excuse for the boy to stay in his house. Either works for me, though I will not be willing to overlook Naruto's transgression from last night in the long run. Hopefully he will become expendable within a week or two."
Kabuto's eyes narrowed. "But I don't understand. Why would Naruto staying with Sasuke give you leverage with Itachi? Even if it were revealed publically that Sasuke were gay, that would only be a minor scandal. He wouldn't be the only openly gay politician in the City. It wouldn't damage him. With current public sentiment, it might actually help him."
Orochimaru smiled. "You underestimate me, Kabuto. My goal isn't to destroy Uchiha Sasuke's career. What is the point of having powerful allies if they lose their power? No, my goal is simply to have him make him understand that he is not above me. And that I can be... helpful... in providing services that only I control, or cleaning up certain types of mistakes. Mistakes that normally he would not make, being the controlled, refined, and untouchable perfection that he is." Orochimaru ran his tongue over his lips.
Kabuto looked at the man, envy coursing through him at the way Orochimaru spoke of the Uchiha brothers.
Orochimaru shrugged. "Right now, the Uchihas consider themselves above me. They view me as neither an equal, nor an ally. If they become less than perfect, and I offer my assistance in certain ways, both of those things can change."
Kabuto said nothing as he watched Orochimaru pick up the phone and motioned with his hand for Kabuto to leave.
"Kimimaru-san. How are you feeling? I am glad that the kidney donor I found for you last year was a perfect match... yes, actually there is something very small that I would ask you to do for me at this Friday..."
Orochimaru waved Kabuto toward the door again, clearly not wanting the man privy to his conversation. He didn't need to know the details of what Orochimaru had planned. He had already made plans of his own.
-xXx-
After Itachi left, Naruto sat on the couch, unsure of what exactly to do. Every other time he had been in Sasuke's apartment, there had been a specific task he was here to perform. A message to deliver, a place to escort him, even the sexual part. It had been part of a job. This felt more like... he was visiting. He wasn't here on anyone's orders, and he really didn't need to stay if he didn't want to. Yet he wasn't leaving. He looked around the room, searching for something to say.
Sasuke seemed to have no such difficulties. "So, do you have religious beliefs against modern medicine or something?"
"Huh?"
"You know... no hospitals, no anesthetic, fear of antiseptic."
"Oh. Yeah, not really. Anesthetics have weird side effects on me... I can't seem to wake up even with small doses. And given I pretty much need to stay alert in my line of work, it's a bit of a hazard. Hospitals and antiseptic smell go together for me. Just... bad associations," Naruto said, trying to play it casual.
Sasuke saw the shadow behind the blue eyes, though, and knew it was a front. But he decided that whatever memory made Naruto fear hospitals worse than death, literally, he would not try to force out of him.
"Why are you so concerned about us knowing your roommates name, or even where your old apartment is?"
"What is this, twenty questions?" Naruto asked, instinctively going on the defensive.
"Actually, I only have seven questions at the moment," Sasuke said. Naruto couldn't quite tell if he was serious or being sarcastic.
"So... do I win a prize if I answer all your questions?" Naruto said sarcastically, hoping Sasuke would take the hint and lay off the questions.
Sasuke walked slowly over to where Naruto was sitting, then squatted down directly in front of him. "What kind of prize do you want?" His deep baritone voice had taken on a husky tone that Naruto knew very well by now. Naruto decided he must have been hit on the head harder than he thought, because he was unable to look away from the onyx eyes that were pinning him to the couch, and his mouth suddenly felt dry.
"Umm..." Naruto's mind was refusing to pony up a suitable comeback. He almost flinched when Sasuke placed a hand on Naruto's thigh, then slowly slid it up almost to his crotch. He left it resting there.
"Anything that you're wanting, Naruto?"
Naruto was suddenly intensely aware that he still didn't have his shirt on. And somehow the knowledge that he had been unconscious and alone in the apartment with Sasuke and nothing bad had happened to him came flooding back on him. At that moment he had no idea what he wanted anymore, or where his boundaries were. And the panic in that thought alone was enough to snap him out of his trance.
He grabbed Sasuke's hand and lifted it from his thigh. "Ask me your questions. If I answer them, I want to take a shower and rest in a dark room by myself for eight hours. Tell Jugo to not let anyone other than your brother come up. Not even the pizza delivery guy."
Sasuke shrugged, and walked over to sit in a chair near the sofa. He honestly didn't know if he would be able to stop from touching Naruto if he stayed where he was. And he had already told Naruto he wasn't expecting any sexual favors tonight.
There was always tomorrow.
Sasuke called down to Jugo and told him to not let anyone up under any circumstances except for Itachi.
He closed his phone, then looked at Naruto expectantly.
"Ok, so to answer your second question, it is because my roommate is similar to me. And having the police or the ADA know anything about him puts him at risk. He is my best friend, so I go out of my way to not put him at risk."
Sasuke nodded, accepting that answer.
"Are you the black-haired youth that they are looking for in connection with the subway death?"
"I think you already know the answer to that," Naruto said. It was a confirmation, but not one that could be used in court.
Sasuke understood that as well, and wasn't bothered by it. "How many men went after you and your roommate?"
"Jesus, you really do have a fucking list, don't you?"
Sasuke just raised an eyebrow, waiting for an answer.
"Why does this matter? All I do by telling you this is give you information that your brother could use to prosecute me."
"I didn't tell Itachi about the subway. And like you said, I'd already figured that out on my own. I didn't tell him that you had mentioned that your attackers were Russians, or that Orochimaru had been following you."
Naruto hesitated. Then answered. "Eight. Seven in the apartment, and Mr. Subway Safety Boy."
Something flickered in Sasuke's eyes, but it was gone before Naruto could identify the emotion. Sasuke said simply, "You must be quite good if you survived an attack from seven armed men."
"What's your fifth question?"
"What kind of food do you like to eat?"
Naruto paused. He had been expecting a much tougher question. Like his address, or how many people he'd killed or... something that wasn't so normal sounding.
"Um, I eat just about anything. But at home, I make a lot of Mac & Cheese. Why do you want to know that?"
"Well, if you're going to be staying here for a few days, presumably you will need to eat something. I'm not going to babysit you and make your meals, so I figured it would be less annoying if I just had Jugo bring some supplies."
"Why do you try to always sound like a bastard even when you're actually doing something nice?"
Sasuke smirked at that. "Habit. And I am a bastard. Don't let my occasional slip-ups fool you into thinking otherwise."
"Alright, you have two questions left. Let's get them over with," Naruto said, chuckling.
"Fine. How long ago did you stop sleeping with Sakura?"
"Wow. That's personal. Um... I guess it would be about two years ago?"
Sasuke seemed pleased by that answer, though Naruto wasn't sure exactly how he knew that... the bastard's face was as stoic as ever.
"Last question?" Naruto prompted.
Sasuke stood. "Come here."
"What?"
"Come here," Sasuke repeated.
"Ok?" Naruto said, standing and walking over so he was directly in front of Sasuke.
They looked at each other in silence for a moment. Sasuke's hand reached up and he slid his fingers under Naruto's chin, then rubbed his thumb over his lower lip.
"Why were you willing to let her kiss you, when you haven't had sex with her for years, but you won't kiss me?"
Naruto felt his brain seize up again. All the reasons why this was a bad idea seemed jumbled around. Sasuke slid his hand along Naruto's jaw, down his throat, and around to the back of his neck. But he didn't pull Naruto in. Instead, he just rested his hand there, waiting to see what Naruto would do.
"I..." Naruto tried to remember what he was going to say. "... I don't mix my personal life with my work."
"Is it still work?" Sasuke asked, his voice low, his fingers tensing at the back of Naruto's neck fighting the urge to simply crush their mouths together.
But Naruto pulled back. Because he honestly didn't know the answer. He had only slept an hour in the past two days. He knew he was not in a state of mind to make a decision like this. No matter how foggy his brain was, he knew that this would be a path where there was no turning back once he started to go down it. "Sorry... that would be eight questions. The deal was seven. I want my shower now. Then my sleep."
-xXx-
The next morning Sasuke insisted that he drive Naruto over to Orochimaru's. Naruto grumbled, but decided that it would be better if Orochimaru knew that there was a witness to seeing him enter the man's home. That way he couldn't claim that Naruto had somehow gone 'missing' on the way over.
They were walking towards Sasuke's car. It was parked in its usual spot, and Naruto opened his mouth to crack some joke about Sasuke's OCD regarding the shininess of his car as Sasuke reached for his keys to push the unlock button. Naruto felt the itching between his shoulder blades, and scanned his surroundings quickly to try to understand what was setting him off. Then he saw it. Smudges. All over Sasuke's shiny car. At the driver's side door, and more importantly on the hood by the latch.
Without a word, Naruto spun and flicked a crescent kick directly at Sasuke's wrist, knocking the keys from his hand.
"Naruto, what the fuck are you -"
"Sasuke. Get inside the building now. Do not come back into the garage until the police tell you to."
"What?"
"Go inside and tell Jugo to seal all entrances to the parking garage. And call a bomb squad."
Sasuke ran his eyes quickly over the parking garage and his car, why Naruto thought there might be a bomb. Then he noticed. "The fingerprints."
"Yeah. Now go inside."
"We'll both go," Sasuke said, grabbing Naruto's arm.
"Sasuke. I am only going to say this one more time. Go. Inside. Now. The detonation device is likely triggered by the electronic sensor in this key. There are two kinds of these. One that just goes bang when you get too close or push the button to unlock the car. The other is more sophisticated, but it tracks the proximity of the key to the bomb, and if the key approaches then backs away, the device will detonate. I don't know which one this is. Can we do 'bomb school' later and can you please trust me that I know what I am talking about and go call the fucking cops?"
"Let me hold the key. You can go in and call the cops."
"So help me god, Sasuke, I will detonate this right here if you don't go inside. Or worse. I'll call Itachi."
Naruto knew he had won, though Sasuke looked furious. There was no time to continue the argument. "If you blow yourself up, I'm going to be really annoyed," Sasuke said, then turned and pulled out his cell to call the bomb squad as he walked in to warn Jugo.
-xXx-
to be continued...
god, I wish the penalty for rape was getting your dick blown of by Deidara. LOL
Oh, and I decided that Mac & Cheese is the US version of Ramen... so that's where that came from.
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