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Closer - Reviewed	By : Triformis Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1160 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I decided to finish this story as it has been sitting in my idea book for a few years now. I will be editing all the chapters as I move along with the story. I hope it will mature as much as it deserves.
I do not own Naruto and I do hate Sucks-gay still, even though things seem different in canon at the moment. This is a NaruSasu fic so if you are still willing to read please enjoy.
Additional warning: this chapter has a looooong speech about the 'use' of regurgitating food, everything you will read about Sasuke's ordeal is 100% 'swear to god' completely and absolutely true, every little bit of word and description regarding the pain. I know this first hand, I will explain the cause of it in the next chapter most likely, so yeah if you can't take the talk about 'barfing' then this chapter is not for you... anyway... hope at least one person would read it so...on with the show~

Closer

First clash
Argh I can’t take it anymore, just tear it open….

“Shh, it’s okay! You’ll be okay try to inhale deeply at a steady pace. A steady breathing pattern will help, I promise you!”

What, breathe? How can I breathe, my lungs stopped working properly, he thought. The pain was constricting his chest pulling at his sides and painfully gripping onto his backbone. It ran through his skin on the entire length of his spine tensing his back muscles and making his torso bend under the strain.

The person before him was in serious pain and the ambulance he had called was not due for a few more minutes, as the situation was developing the man needed first aid and luckily he could provide such help. The quick decision made, he stopped shaking his head and grabbed the man’s left hand trying to make him focus his attention on his indications:

“Listen, I believe to be able to provide you with some help. Firstly, you need to expel your food get everything out of your stomach as the pain you are experiencing could be due to food poisoning and that should help alleviate the strain”. His gaze fixed on the man’s face trying to convey his conviction through his eyes. The man didn’t even seem to acknowledge him though as his sight was glazed by acute pain so he just decided to carry on and just physically aid him into an appropriate position.

There is no way I could regurgitate everything now, I can barely breathe Sasuke thought but while his head was pushed down and his arms pulled between his legs pressing up against his upper body he couldn’t help but feel the food inside his gut stir and rise up his oesophagus and soon enough he was sick all over the pavement panting heavily the bitter taste in his mouth bringing forth a thick feeling of nausea. Still able to think straight he realized how undignified it all was so he decidedly stopped embarrassing himself and his family nonetheless by wilfully changing position as he straightened his frame, shaking the other person off.
Sitting up straight brought the pain back with a vengeance it seemed… ten times, a hundred times worse? Now he really had to work for every breath as his ribs pushed against his lungs painfully, a thin film of sweat covered his aching body making his skin feel cold and sickly while the pain in his back shot up his spine to his brain. It felt as if there was no way he could even bend his body without feeling ripped apart, broken. A silent moan escaped his lips as he squeezed his eyes shut to not let the tears stream down his face, too late though since one had escaped.
His mind racing for a solution he tried to reason his way out, when all hypotheses failed his mood clouded over and revealed a part of his personality he didn’t expect to see, his fatalist side reared its ugly head and grabbed hold of his thoughts. This was definitely hell on earth; death would be the only salvation possible so he prayed for it! He would have acted upon the idea and met with a truck that had zoomed by on the adjacent road in a blink, if only his body would have been able to move from the spot. Utterly shocked by his train of thought he again tried to reason his way out of the angered depression he was currently experiencing.

Idiot, think of something else besides the pain he considered... but nothing would help. Not his mother’s face or the sunny day, when did he ever even care about such days anyway.
Nor his elder brother’s gift and not even the new job he got promoted to at the end of the week... nothing could pull him from the claws of the monster eating at his body. Who ever said that it’s always a strong mind that rules over the body would be eating their words as Sasuke would love sinking his fingers into their gut with deadly accuracy pulling their insides out gleefully and laughing maniacally, teaching the damn bastard a lesson!
He wanted to continue with the bloody image of gutting said idiot philosopher but the pain in his stomach increased even more in intensity. The dark haired man idly wondered how much his body would take before the breaking point. His abdominal muscles were so tense they seemed rock hard, his diaphragm hurt from the heavy breathing at whatever was going on in his gut. All this while his back felt like being stabbed ten thousand times a second by an infinite amount of swords, the only thought going round in his head was go away, go away, go away.

There was someone holding his hand saying something, Sasuke could barely hear the words and the touch felt horrible. It seemed like it was stealing his air from his lungs turning them into stone and trapping his body so he decidedly ripped his arm away from the hold.
Big mistake! The momentum brought up all the pain in his diaphragm and back bone; his ribs hurt and they felt constricting unable to oxygenate his lungs properly he felt faint and then as another sharp wave of pain hit him fell on his knees.

“Just stop fighting it, Naruto argued he was very concerned by the man’s obvious struggle to keep his control in an uncontrollable situation. The pain was not going to go away with just wishing.
“Argh, listen to me! Vomit, you need to finish clearing your stomach. Just get that shit out already.” The blond man ran a hand through his hair trying to wilfully control his temper. It would not be to anyone’s aid if he started shouting at a distressed person.
“Come on just try, all of it until you feel like there’s nothing left”.

So he did, the Uchiha cleared his stomach of everything he’d had, all his meal. And would have continued but there was nothing left; he would have wanted to get rid of his insides the same way if he could. At that instant the image of his body meeting the departed truck was growing on him more and more, if only he had had enough strength to get up and do it…
A pair of cold hands was on his head trying to raise his hair up as words were spoken but he again pushed them away. Air was a luxury now and he could only get it in small quick pants. That same voice around him kept going on about something and it seemed important so he tried to focus on it. Therefore the more he tried he became able to understand the words. Sasuke was supposed to sit on his knees and bend his body down as much as possible as if to push the pain out… if that person would have told him to eat fire in all honesty he wouldn’t have had any problem doing it.
The dark haired man tried to move away from the place he had splattered his food on but his body was too weak so again he was helped by the reliable presence close by. They moved on a grass area and he was helped to sit down and cross his legs. Sasuke bent over holding his feet with his hands and focused on getting air in and out of his lungs. His mind clouded by so much pain caused him to wish he could pass out.
Then out of the blue the monster in his abdomen stopped roaring and gnawing his body. The pain was completely gone without a trace. Now as he could breathe easier he waited for another wave of pain which didn’t come. The Uchiha barely moved an inch as the constriction of his ribs stopped and within another breath the sweating was gone while his abdominal and spinal muscles relaxed.
It was like being rescued from the midst of a horrible experiment. He nearly collapsed from the sudden relief but a pair of arms broke his fall before his head met the ground. This time the touch felt good and so very welcome, it seemed to be transferring strength and giving assurance. The hand on his forehead was warm and strong; it caressed down on his closed eyes and felt heavenly. It made the stoic man forget about everything else but the moment.

There was a very loud noise that began nagging for him to be aware so he tried to concentrate in order to identify it, damn is that an ambulance? Oh no…

But he was already being helped by the paramedics. The warm presence suddenly disappeared and Sasuke was helped down on the ambulance bed and given sedatives. Not even aware of the other people around but anxious to see the appearance of the person who had stayed with him thought the ordeal he opened his eyes and tried to locate the man by sound. A very unfortunate decision because his vision turned completely white as the sunlight burned his cornea making him temporarily blind. He blinked rapidly trying to clear away the white light before the ambulance drove away, but the drugs were already starting to numb his senses. Being aware of just how big of an issue the entire incident would become when he woke up he decided to ignore the reality for the moment and he pushed it out of his mind, then he let the darkness wash over him, engulfing his consciousness.

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Naruto watched the ambulance drive away with the dark haired man, he would have gone along to make sure he was okay but it was already horribly late. His appointment had already started but he couldn’t have left someone in such obvious pain to just wait for the ambulance on his own so his patient and Tsunade had taken a second place to helping the person in pain there right in front of him. But now he had the time to think about them and winced, surely he was in for an earful. And like clockwork not a nanosecond later his mobile rang. With no doubt on just who the called was he answered to the sound of World War III:

“Where the hell are you? Stupid brat, do you want your patient to die before surgery? Get your ass over here right away!”

“Fine, give me fifteen minutes to be ready. And if possible some air to breathe, grandma!” he answered with a slight smile on his perfectly shaped lips perfectly aware of director’s anger rising at his pet name.

“By the way I want you to check with the ER on a new patient just admitted with severe abdominal pain. He must be under Sakura’s care I believe, thank you granny!” he snapped his phone shut before hearing another one of the old lady’s tirades. He adored the woman but she was the epitome of annoyance, especially with him. Love with a fist indeed.

In five minutes Naruto was at the hospital and in another ten he was dressed in scrubs on his way to consulting with Jiraiya. This particular operation would be very serious but he’d be damned if he lost this patient or any other… Not ever again!
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