Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Just another day in paradise. ❯ silence ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

5
silence

Tsunade poured the contents of her coffee pot in to a red mug and returned to her desk. Setting the steaming cup down she rubbed her temples. Jiraiya had just called to say that Naruto was not at his home and his location was currently unknown. The blond woman had delegated all calls to be taken by the secretary until she could be sure she would not snap any necks in her aggravated state.

The chimes signaling the end of lunch went off and she took a long swig of the black brew. There was a knock at her office door and grudgingly she said ‘enter’.

The white haired police chief walked in and closed the door behind him. The suit he wore was worn but she knew that it was hand made by a top tailor. There was a green folder tucked under his arm and he helped himself to a mug of the last of her precious coffee before sitting down.

“Aren’t you supposed to be out finding Naruto?”

She snapped at him and the white haired man sighed and put the mug of coffee down and flipped the green folder on to the desk. He was all business like and she realized he was here in a professional capacity.

“This was in his apartment. Who delivered it?”

Tsunade grabbed the green folder and opened it. Looking over the work assignments inside.

“Gai is in charge of getting the assignments to students who are out of town or are out sick.”

Closing the folder she picked up the phone and called the energetic teacher. After a brief yet headache creating conversation she hung up and peaked her head out the door to tell the secretary to call someone down to her office.

Returning to her desk she took a long swig of the java. Jiraiya leaned back in his chair and ran a hand through his white hair eyeing the strain the third button on her blouse was under, it looked ready to pop. There was a slight gap between the third button and the forth that left enough space to get a glimpse of her bra. Taking a sip of coffee, the perverted police chief watched the swirls of black liquid in the mug instead of the button that was ready to blow.

Tsunade waited patiently, she knew that when Jiraiya stopped ogling her boobs that he was bothered by something. Sure enough the man ran his hand threw his white hair and shook his head.

“Tsunade, it’s a good thing you left when you did. Some of the clips were very disturbing and 3 more had been loaded since you first brought the site to our attention. They make the one we saw look tame in comparison.”

“That bad.”

“Worse than anything I have ever even heard of. Naruto should of spent a few days in the hospital.”

Tsunade knew that Jiraiya was not supposed to discuss cases with her but she needed to know, it was gnawing at her to do something and if she knew what happened, maybe she could help.

Jiraiya saw the curiosity in his lover as well as the worry. He needed to talk about the clips with someone, to help him clear his own thoughts up. The clips disturbed him and just closing his eyes made him see the blond in one of the many situations the bastard had forced him in to. As the police chief he has to stay impartial, but seeing the young man violently violated bothered him, deeply. Looking up at the beautiful woman that sat quietly waiting for her own thoughts on the matter to settle, he sighed. He should of married her long ago but knew she would push him away if he asked. She never really realized how much he cared about her, and if she wanted to know more about the case he would tell her anything she wanted, plus it would help him self as well. Tsunade had minored in psychology and always helped him when he needed to clear things up in his head.

Before she could ask a question, he spoke.

“Do you care about Naruto? You seamed rather concerned for him and I did not think you would risk your career by keeping a secret like his age hidden.”

Tsundae took a deep breath and leaned back in the nicely upholstered chair. Jiraiya normally asked a question right before explaining things. Trying to get her unbiased opinion before the details could sway her judgment.

“Naruto is going to become Mayor one day.”

Her lips formed a smile even though her eye start to water.

“He tells me this every time he is sent down to my office for pranks, vandalizm’s or what ever he did that day. Half the stuff he’s sent down her for he did not do. But he take’s the punishment for it anyway. He’d rather be in pain than see others in pain.”

Pausing to take a sip from her coffee mug and wipe some moisture from her eyes Tsunade continued.

“He’s likes to be the center of attention but he can be quite when he has to be. Contrary to popular belief he’s not failing, but he’s not a top student either. Naruto is a good person that had a bad hand in life dealt to him but he refused to accept it. So he has to fight for every thing he gets. He refuses to fail, to let life bog him down. He is the most motivated, inspiring person I know and, and one day he will become Mayor. He will be the best one Konoha has ever had, just you wait and see.”

Jiraiya handed her his handkerchief to wipe her eyes of the tears that had crept out while she had been talking, thinking about how this last hand fate had dealt the blond had been beyond cruel.

The perverted police chief watched the blond woman on the other side of the desk. He knew she kept herself aloof because she did not what to lose any one else that was close to her. The fact that the blond kid had managed to weasel himself in to her heart was quite astounding. He also had to give the kid props for it to, this Naruto seemed to be a character. But it just made what he had to say next, even worse.

“There were ten different people involved. Each of the original clips featured a different person paired with Naruto. Sometimes one of the other’s would get involved with the scene but only as a instrument or prop. We could not see any of their faces and all voices are garbled. After the clips that were just loaded it was obvious that Naruto was coerced in to saying yes.”

“No shit!.”

Tsunade slammed her hands on the hardwood desk and stood up.

“How could the DA not think he was coerced. They beat him on screen.”

Jiraiya put hit hands up to calm the irate woman down, who looked ready to throttle him. He did not blame her though, he had wanted to throttle the DA several times over this morning. Her standing up like that made her boobs jiggle nicely though.

“Listen Tsunade. When Shibi Aburme thinks about a case, he not only thinks about the how he was going to press charges and get them to stick. He thinks about if he was defending the assholes that did the crime, would he, if he was their lawyer, be able to get them off. When he saw Naruto say yes to the men. He figured he could get the men off, so he would need more than the video to convict the men.”

Tsunade was glaring at him. Something that always made him apologize profusely because his life was in danger.

“You have his statement don’t you? That would be enough to convict the freaks who did this to him.”

Running his hand through the white hair once again Jiraiya shook his head.

“He did not say a word so far. Not to the nurses or the detectives, not a single syllable. That’s what we need mostly, is for him to cooperate. Because as it stands we can only get them for sex with a minor because he did not say he was raped.”

Before Tsunade could yell at him, he rased his hand and continued.

“The nature of S&M relationships is that one partner gets off on being in pain, the other while incurring it. That’s another reason why Shibi is having trouble with pressing rape charges and why the video is invalid for rape evidence. It shows that they did have sex with him but until the last few clips were put up, it could be argued that Naruto was playing along by refusing to consent and having to be convinced. It go’s back to the nature of the relationship thing.”

Tsunade sat down quietly and took three gulps of coffee.

“ The last three clips must be truly horrible then.”

“Yes. They were: his first time in his own apartment, a stage performance and the last time when they cut his face.”

The buxom principal was going to ask another question but the sound of someone knocking prevented her. Annoyed at having to wait to find out more she rudely shouted “enter.”

Sasuke opened the door and stepped in, thoroughly annoyed at having to come down here. He had caught the last bit of their conversation before he knocked and knew that who ever was in here with the principal was talking about the dobe.

“Close the door behind you Sasuke.”

The pale, raven haired Uchiha did as he was told as shut the door before walking up to the side of the big desk. The chair in front of the desk was occupied by none other than Jiraiya, the horny police chief. The long unkept white hair and the way he watched Tsunades boobs like they were some sort of shrine. As Sasuke stopped next to the older man he nodded his greeting. Jiraiya had been a guest at several of his parents parties and the perverted man had at least acknowledged his existence and spent several hours of one party telling him dirty stories. Sasuke had liked the perverted old man right up until he started to hit on his mother.

Jiraiya nodded his return greeting and tapped the green folder.

“Did you take this to Naruto’s apartment last night?”

“Yes.”

“Was he there when you got there?”

“Yes.”

“Was there any suspicious people hanging around?”

Sasuke tilted his head and glared at the police chief, trying to figure out where this was going.

“No.”

“When did you leave?”

“About 7 pm.”

“Was Naruto still in the apartment?”

“No.”

“What!!! What happened where did he go?”

Sasuke raised his eyebrows at the outburst but kept his voice cold as he answered.

“I brought him with me back to my house.
”
“Is he still there?”

“Yes.”

Sasuke saw the relived look on Tsunade’s face and the similar look on Jiraiya’s. The white haired man that had flirted with his mother stood up and set a hand on his shoulder.

“Come on, we’re going to get Naruto and take him to the hospital.”

The ride to his house was in silence, Sasuke sat in the back seat of the older BMW as Jiraiya and another police officer sat in front. When they reached the gate Sasuke punched in his key code and the car rolled on to his property. Jiraiya cut the engine when they got to the front of the house and Sasuke hopped out. Not stopping to wait for the two older men to follow him, Sasuke jumped up the stairs and pulled open the massive doors. Calling for Martha as soon as he stepped inside, the raven haired teen started for the room he had left Naruto in.
Martha met up with him just outside the kitchen.

“Sasuke you are not to be skipping school. Your parents would be horrified if they found out.”

“I’m not skipping.”

Just then Jiraiya and the police lieutenant Ibiki rounded the corner and Martha gasped. She recognized both of them. The police chief and the sexual crimes unite commander.

“Oh Sasuke, what have you done????”

She remember the bloody sweat pants and sheets she had to change. That Naruto, even doped up refused to let her touch him. Insisting to do it himself, the whole time not saying a word.

Jiraiyasmiled sweetly and looked the shocked house keeper up. Not bad for a fifty five year old woman. Boobs a little droopy and a tad on the thick side though.

Sasuke was snarling at the man who now not only hit on his mother but leered at Martha as well.

“Ma’am, Sasuke here is just showing us to where his friend Naruto is currently at.”

Make that flirted with Martha. The way he had drawn up close to the woman and his eyes never left her face. Sasuke was seething now and a never ending stream of obscenities ran through his mind directed at the police chief.

“No need to take that tone with me. As long as Sasuke’s fine, I’ll leave you to your business. Now good day.”

The house keeper left the kitchen and a slight smile graced the Uchihas lips before turning and heading up to the guest room that had Naruto in it. Martha had shot the white haired pervert down. Which was better than what his mother had done, he knew she was a trophy wife and was just there to be a pretty thing on his fathers elbow. She had flirted back to the point it had made Sasuke uncomfortable. He had refuse to blame his mother, he just could not do it, so of course it was Jiraiya’s fault the whole thing had happened.

As the two men followed him up the grand staircase he heard the exclamation of ‘fancy digs’ from Ibiki. Well now his father should be happy, the house had awed another person.

The tall man with the scar’s across his face currently had his hand feeling the smooth marble banister. Grumbling at the echos their footstep made, Sasuke led them to the autumn guest room.

The door was ajar and he silently pushed it open. Naruto was laying curled on his side on fresh muted orange sheets and the comforter had slipped down so that the blonds shoulders could be seen.

Jiraiya paused at the door to look at the sleeping teen that had a death grip on the soft pillow. He had heard how bad Fox tower’s was and after the clip where the teen had been violated in his own bed he did not think Naruto would ever want to go back there. He had already notified the building inspectors to do a inspection of the building and he fully expected Fox towers to be condemned. The rats alone would be enough to close the building. Sighing at the knowledge that Naruto had just gone from one extreme to the other and he had to take him away from the comfortable place he had found, to place him back in to the orphanage.

It did not seam fair.

Sasuke watched as the perverted man stopped and looked at the blond on the bed. He did not understand why Jiraiya was hesitating. His father would not hesitate, his father always said that if a man hesitates then he had shown a weakness and it can be exploited. That in the world of business if someone hesitates than someone else will come along and take the open opportunity from the hesitating person.

“Maybe we should of brought Tsunade.”

Ibiki nodded and pulled out a phone to call her. Sasuke did not understand, what the hell was going on? Was both the police chief and Ibiki who looked large and intimidating with the scars, afraid of Naruto? What the hell? Why call Tsunade?

He sure as hell was not afraid of the morron sleeping on the bed. Leaving his spot by the door Sasuke walked past the two older men and grabbed Narutos shoulder.

“Hay idiot, wake up.”

Both Ibiki and Jiraiya froze as Naruto groaned and stirred out of his slumber.

Narutos eye fluttered than opened reviling the sky blue orbs. As soon as the blond saw the two men and Sasuke, who looked pissed off, he sat up, flinching as his weight came on to his butt. The raven haired bastard that had not let him return to his house last night stayed by the headboard of the bed and thankfully, the two men kept their distance.

He sat there looking at the men then to Sasuke until Jiraiya moved a little bit closer to him and he grabbed on to the sheets next to his thighs tightly.

“Naruto we have to take you to the hospital now. Ok?”

Silently Naruto nodded and pulled the blankets back showing that Martha had put a towel down where his rear was, to stop the blood from getting on the sheets.

Sasuke grunted when he saw the older pair of sleep pants that he had just outgrown on the blond instead of the gray sweat pants, the shirt Naruto was wearing was one his as well.

The blond threw his legs over the edge of the bed and tried to get to his feet. As soon as he was standing and took a step, a pain shot through his spine and he faltered. Reaching out Sasuke grabbed Naruto before he could fall and steadied the teen.
Sasuke could not help but notice that Naruto’s skin was hot, that the healthy tan the blond always had seemed paler and beads of sweat gathered on his brow.

Naruto jerked away from the snide bastard and forced himself to walk. It had been two days since the last time the man had touched him and it still hurt. There was a throb in his stomach as well. He probably should eat something before taking the next round of pills.
Naruto went up to the police chief that he recognized and stopped just out of arm’s reach. He did not want to get to close.
In a soft voice he heard the old man tell him to ‘come on’ and gestured to the door.

Limping the blond teen followed the perverted man, Sasuke was following him and had to steady him several times before they made it down the staircase to the door out. Each time Sasuke touched him he tolerated it just long enough to get his balance then he pushed the raven haired snob away. He did not want Sasuke’s help. He could take care of himself. He would die of mortification if the bastard found out why he was limping.

Naruto could feel the blood dripping out of him and flowing down his leg. The fabric of the sleep pants was wet by his ankle from it absorbing the red fluid. At least he was not leaving a trail that Martha would have to clean. He liked the older woman who had changed the sticky sheets and got him clothes to change in to when she saw that what he had, was soaked in blood. She even had gotten him warm water and a cloth to get the blood off of him before getting in to the new clothes. She had tried to help him wash but he refused, he did not want anybody, even nice older ladies to touch him down there.

As Ibiki opened the door that lead to the waiting car, Martha came out and refused to let him leave without a jacket. All he was wearing was the sleep pants and a large tee shirt and it was October. A jacket and shoes were needed.

He heard Sasuke grumble behind him and the sound of fabric rustling as Sasuke removed his over coat to place it around his slim shoulders. The thick fabric was warm and Naruto held it to his frame. He could never afford to buy a good over coat so he normally wore several layers of clothing when it got cold. As much as he wanted to keep the nice coat he would return it as soon as he could. It did not seem right that he would keep it. And accepting it went against his independent nature.

Martha made a sharp sound as she saw the coat be put on his shoulders. For a long moment he thought that the apparently nice woman was going to tell Sasuke to take back the warm coat from the street scum like him.

“Sasuke what happened to your arms and hand.”

Turning Naruto saw the bandage he had put on the bite just over Sasukes elbow and the other brown strips that was over the raven haired teens wrists and hands. The skin around the wounds looked puffy and infected. Absentmindedly he lifted a hand and looked at the bite on the meat of his hand by his pinky. It looked red and puffy like Sasuke’s did.

“I got bit by a rat when I got the morron out of Fox towers. The rats were chewing on him but he was to doped up to fight them off. So I brought him here.”

There was a gasp and the horrified look Martha had was kinda scarey. Naruto had to stop himself from retorting the morron statement. He had never asked Sasuke to bring him here or to fight rats or any thing.

“Rat bites!!!!!!! you are going to the hospital right now Sasuke. No if’‘s ands or but’s. You could have an infection and god knows what else. You.”

Martha indicated Jiraiya.

“Are going to take him to the hospital NOW.”

The older woman put her hands on hr hips and glared at the two men who squirmed under the intensity of it. The blond had to smile at the way Martha just put her foot down and even the police chief listened.

“Ok, ok, Sasuke come on, your coming with us it seems.”

The raven haired bastard shrugged, un-caringly and walked out the door to the car. He had put his school blazer on to appease the authoritative woman. She had provided some old loafers for him to wear so he would not be barefoot.. The blond limped, following the Uchiha silently. When he nearly fell on the steps because of the over sized shoes he was steadied by Ibiki. The blond squeaked and shied away. Bumping in to the bastard and getting shoved away.

“Watch it dobe.”

As he grabbed on to the banister to steady himself, Naruto could feel the blood go past the wet spot on his ankle and trail down his foot and though the material of the loafers so that he was leaving bloody foot prints across the white marble stoop.

Before he could attempt to climb in to the car Martha rushed past him and put a towel down so that he would not bleed all over the car. Naruto felt his face heat up more than it already was at Sasukes questioning gaze and sat awkwardly on the fluffy white towel.

The car started and pulled away from the grand estate he had spent the night in. When they hit a bump and he yipped in pain as his rear shifted on the seat Ibiki looked back at him.

“Are you alright Naruto?”

Turning, he looked out the window at the passing gardens, ignoring the person in the front seat.

“You’re supposed to answer him dip shit.”

Glancing quickly at the glaring Uchiha he was sharing the back seat with, he resumed looking out the window and rested his forehead against the cool glass, leaning on the door so that his weight was on his hip more than his rear.

Sasuke grunted at Narutos lack of response and looked out his own window. The dobe’s silence was disturbing him. He had talked to him last night, what was wrong with the blond now. Naruto had never let any body intimidate him in to silence before. Not him or any of the teachers could get Naruto to shut up, so what the hell was wrong with Naruto.

Plus bleeding out the butt.

How gross was that.

Naruto was silent the whole trip to the hospital and by the time they arrived Sasuke was ready to throttle the blond. Naruto was supposed to be loud and obnoxious. He was supposed to make the silence that haunted Sasuke go away.

Naruto once again silently refused any help and limped his way in to the hospital. Jiraiya immediately started to flirt with as many nurses as he could and Ibiki led Naruto away. Not wanting to stay and watch the white haired man hit on woman half his age the raven haired teen followed the large scared man and the unforgivably silent Naruto.

As they reached a curtained area Ibiki turned to him.

“Why didn’t you stay with Jiraiya?”

Sasuke put his hands in his pockets and shrugged. He did not want to stay with the pervert who had hit on his mother. He wanted Naruto to say something and was pissed when the dobe stayed silent, looking at the floor and holding the over coat to his form like he was freazing.

Grunting, the large man waved a nurse over and explained the rat bites. Sasuke had to follow the little nurse to a different part of the hospital but he did not miss the look of fear Naurto gave him before Ibiki led him in to a room and closed the door.