Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Just another day in paradise. ❯ punching walls ( Chapter 8 )
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By: blackarora 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.21.2005 | Pages: 5 | Words: 7.2K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.21.2005 | Pages: 5 | Words: 7.2K | Visits: 1.7K | Status: Completed
A/N Being in the military gives me a little insight on the whole institutional way of life. The bleeding, broke or fevered over 100 degrees is the standard for going to medical, and so is the policy for surgery. *high risk* activities, is how the military words unsafe sex and a shot of warm peanut butter is a shot of penicillin. (That’s how a penicillin shot feels.)Usually a sailor gets a shot of penicillin after engaging in *high risk* activities during a port call.(giggles) the line to medical is longer than the lunch line after a port.
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Chapter 8
Punching walls
Naruto sat on the uncomfortable bed, springs digging in to his thighs, remote in hand as he flipped through the three tv channels. The tiled walls of the orphanage’s infirmary flickered with the light of the television that was not supposed to be on. Lights out was three hours ago, but the room had no windows so the only way to tell the time was the round clock that hung over the office.
The square infirmary had two doors in, both on one wall and between them was the nurses office. Roughly six foot by six foot it held the medical records of Konohas unwanted children. As well as the bare minium of medicines. The nurses were only permitted to give stitches, start IVs and administer medication that had been prescribe to the patients by a state funded doctor.
Most of the medications were generic or outdated or something that made them unusable by paying people, the only non prescribed drugs in there was the simple cough syrups and aspirins. To get anything stronger than that you had to be bleeding, broke or fevered over 100 degrees, otherwise you just grit your teeth and bare it.
Luckily for him there was a bottle of penicillin in the micro fridge , along with some strong pain killers. The doctors had performed the minor surgery to stop the internal bleeding, with no complications, but had found that his stomach wound had gotten infected. Probably from the rat bites, so they wanted him to take a strong antibiotic to keep the infection at bay. But he could not eat much because the infection made his normally iron stomach, finicky.
So he got a wonderful shot of warm peanut butter twice a day and got to stay in the infirmary all by himself and not in the crowded sleeping area. His immun system was weakened by the infection and the other orphans were not the most sanitary of people.
Good people, just not that clean.
So here he was in the dirty brown colored tiled room. There was three rows of beds, one row against each wall and one right down the middle. The middle and left side rows, was one bed less then the other because of the office and the small curtained area that held a exam. table. The exam. room was right across from the office and had pale yellow curtains around it, not much bigger than the office. Mostly it held old junk and things that the nurse did not want him to see.
Naruto had the second bed in the middle row and it was the best place to sit an watch the tv that hung from the metal stand mounted on the ceiling at the end of the row.
It would of been better if it got cable but that had been deemed a wasteful expense a year ago so there was a whopping total of three channels, four if you messed with the antenna. All of witch were playing footage of the Uchiha funeral.
Naruto had mute on and was reading the subtitles, not wanting the noise to alert the nurse that was supposed to be watching him, as the light from the tv danced in the dark room. The silent image of Sasuke in a black suit standing in the sea of black suits at the side of 12 new graves. A sad look on his face and clenched fists at his sides, as the caskets were lowered in to the ground.
The older woman that had helped him when he had stayed the night, was standing next to the raven haired teen. Her hand was on his shoulder and after she gave a gentle squeeze, the two turned away, walking to a waiting limo. Just as rain started to fall from the gray clouded sky and black umbrellas were put up by the dissipating patrons.
Naruto grunted and change channels only to see the same thing. This one zoomed in on Sasuke and the subtitles that ran across the screen read ‘Konoha’s new most edible bachelor, net worth over 30 million from the combined estates of his late family.’
The zoomed in picture showed the red eyes and the signs of lack of sleep on the pale face of Sasuke. Still the facade of uncaring showed on the teen as the camera focused on him. Dark eyes distant, the normal little frown was larger as black bangs framed the delicate face, swaying as he turned to leave. To someone that did not know Sasuke, he looked like he did not care. To Naruto the signs of sadness were written all over the stoic young man, you just had to know where to look.
Naruto clicked the button on the remote again to the last channel and the stats on the Uchiha family shown on the screen. How much money each family member had and what stocks they owned. Sports scores ran along the bottom of the screen and finding this information more interesting than the gossip the news stations were putting out, Naruto set the remote down next to him.
It had bothered him at first, seeing the grand house that he had spent the night at, plastered all over the tv at the hospital. Sasuke’s school picture had been all over the place and it worried him when it said Sasuke was in the hospital as well. That the police would not release the reason why, just that he was alive but injured.
The last three days had been a media festival over the slaughter of the Uchiha’s and as much as it bothered him to see Sasuke standing next to the graves all alone, the blond did not want to see it repeatedly. Once was enough, the heart in his throat sensation he had felt, went away after the fifth time seeing the lost, hurt look on his rivals otherwise stoic face.
Hearing sounds just out side the door, the blond teen snatched the remote up and hit the power button before stashing the thing under his pillow and feigned sleep. The nurse that worked the late shift was a bitch. She had yelled at him for not clearing his plate when she brought him dinner and when he attempted to eat the rest of the bland food, he had gotten sick. Naruto cringed at the remembered taste of bland chicken the second time around.
The nurse had yelled and fussed and tried to make him clean the mess but he heaved again and curled up holding his stomach, refusing to move from the pain. Cursing the whole time, the nurse gave him the shot of antibiotics and the pain killer that made him go to sleep. Which was why he was awake now, he had slept himself out and could not go back to sleep even if he tried.
Laying face down on the worn mattress, hands under the pillow holding the forbidden remote, Naruto peek out of his half lidded eyes to see who was coming in. If it was the nurse it would more than likely just be a few moments as she ducked in to the office to pick up some condoms so she could bone one of the guards.
Well not guards per say but they watched over the place at night.
The nurse and the guard met for a little love making in the closet on most nights and she would be extra bitchy if the blond did any thing to interrupt or postpone the planed copulation. The less he responded to her, the faster she would leave, so as the over head lights were flipped on, Naruto continued his imitation of sleep, closing his eyes against the harsh lights.
The sound of more than one set of foot steps entering the room made him open his eyes just a little so see who it was. The nurse, night guard , plump, black clad older woman and Sasuke filed in. A bag was set down on the nearest bed and the nurse handed Sasuke some clothes from it.
The blond could heard more than see, as the last Uchiha remove the jacket of the tailored suit that more than likely, cost more than what the nurse and guard made in a month.
“Don’t fucking watch me.”
The deep growling voice held more anger and resentment than Naruto had ever heard Sasuke use. The outburst was followed by a scolding, yet patient tone from the older woman that the blond remembered as Martha.
“Sasuke you know we can’t leave you alone.”
There were grumbles and fabric rustling until the frozen voice spoke again.
“There. Happy now?”
A plaintive sigh came from Martha, as the nurse started to make a bed up for the new arrival. When Naruto had been checked in, the day nurse, Shizune had laid extra blankets down on the mattress, knowing that the springs could keenly be felt through the thin layer of padding the worn mattress’s had. This nurse just slapped sheets on and dumped a blanket at the foot of bed.
“There you go, get some rest now and we’ll have you talk to the doctor in the morning.”
The nurse had her kind, happy personality going and would drop it as soon as Martha left.
“I don’t want to be in this shit hole and the doctor can go fuck himself.”
“Sasuke!!!,”
There was a strained silence after Martha’s reprimand, then another plaintive sigh.
“Until we can get things straitened out, the judge wants you to be in a place that can watch over you. This is just temporary and you have to talk to the doctor. If you don’t, then they will end up sending you up the state mental hospital. The only reason your not there now is because we want to keep your attempted suicide as low key as possible. There is already enough of a media frenzy with out that little tid-bit.”
Naruto had to close his eyes and pretend to stir, to hide his gasp of shock over the word suicide.
“Mostly we want you in a safe place, here is not the greatest but there is always some one here to make sure you don’t try it again.”
The voice broke and the small sobs of the woman punctuated the room.
“Please don’t try it again. Please, I want you here and don’t want to lose you.”
Opening his eyes again, just enough so he could see through his eye lashes, Naruto saw the woman holding Sasuke in a fierce hug. The expensive suit was gone and now the Uchiha had on a pair of sweat pants and a tee shirt that let the bandages over the raven haired teens arms clearly be seen. Sasuke was just sanding there, arms limp at his side as Martha cried on him. Suddenly the woman pulled back and grabbed the teen by the shoulders.
“Promise me you won’t try to kill your self again. Sasuke, promise me!”
“Martha....... I.....”
The voice had lost it’s hostile edge and Sasuke looked away.
Martha sobbed again and hugged him but quickly let him go.
“I’m always here for you, you have my number, call any time.”
The plump woman removed a tissue from her pocket and dabbed at her eyes, sniffling as she kissed Sasuke on the forehead and left the room.
The guard quicky followed after Martha, leaving the nurse with Sasuke.
“Listen kid, I’ll be stopping in every hour so don’t try it. Get some sleep, ok.”
There was a grunt and the nurse turned and left, switching the lights off as the door closed behind her.
Naruto stared up at the place the ceiling would of been if he could see. The room was pitch black and the sound of springs creaking followed by a curse, as the edge of a spring impaled itself in to Sasukes leg as he sat on the worn mattress. Grabbing the remote from under his pillow the blond hit the power button followed quickly by a random set of numbers. It did not matter what he hit as long as there was two digits. Not having any channel over 3, the screen snowed for a moment then turned blue. Illuminating the room in a soft glow that let him see the form on the bed diagonally from him.
Sasuke sat hunched forward with his elbows on his knees and hands dangling between his legs. His head was bowed and slightly turned toward Naruto. The blond could feel the intense glare that was hidden by the long black bangs.
Naruto got off his own bunk, wincing as his bare feet touched the cold tiled floor. Walking, the slapping sound from his unclothed feet echoed in the infirmary, as the blond teen made his way to a cabinet tucked along the wall next to the door out, at the back side of the office. Opening the battered door, he pulled out several gray wool blankets then closed the cabinet back up. Silently he walked up to the still form that had watched his every move, stopping a few feet from him.
“Get up Sasuke.”
“Go to hell, morron.”
The raven haired teen had not moved and was currently staring at a smudged spot on the floor a few feet in front on him.
“Fine, asshole, I hope the springs give you tetanus.”
Sasuke, illuminated in the soft blue glow looked up at the annoyed blond that stood scowling at him.
“ I don’t give a shit about what you hope, dip shit. Now leave me alone.”
Naruto growled at the Uchiha and dumped the blankets on to the foot of the bed. The blond had been fighting with Sasuke for the better part of two years and the way the teen was acting suggested that he had better high tail it out of there before he had to make a return trip to the hospital.
The sneer on the pale face and the underlying emotions that Sasuke would not allowed to surface, was always a bad sign. That the feelings the raven haired teen had bottled up was about to come bursting forth. Shit, Sasuke was a ticking time bomb ready to explode at any time, at any one.
Including himself, from what he had over heard.
Naruto knew Sasuke had a masochistic side to him, it was covered by his sadistic attitude though. The blond remember one particularly nasty fight between them when they had been so caught up in fighting, that Sasuke lost track of his surroundings and ended up throwing him off the stone steps of the rear entrance to school. Naruto knew that Sasuke had not intentionally do it, there was no way for him to know that Naruto had moved them closer to the stairs, or by throwing the blond teen with one of his karate throws, that he would over shoot the edge by about a foot and send Naruto tumbling down.
The blond had laid at the bottom where his downward plunge had abruptly stopped, waiting for the all encompassing pain to fade in to individual spikes of agony, so he could start to sort out how bad it was. Luckily there was nothing more than some awesome bruises and scrapes. He looked worse then it was, having smacked the side of his tan face on the edge of one stone step. There was blood coming out his nose, a nasty split on his lip and a cut on the swelling black eye. Naruto recalled sitting up only to have a cold soda pressed against the blossoming bruise over his eye and a hand offering to help him up.
The blond had slapped the hand away but held on to the soda, hissing a little at the cold sting as it touched the swelling flesh. He struggled to his feet, still holding the make-shift compress to his face and started up the stairs, only to stagger and yelp as his knee refused to move. Naruto remembered the blueish purple color his entire leg was for the next week and the feeling of Sasuke grabbing him and helping him up the stares and in to the nearest boys bathroom where the raven haired bastard had helped to stop the blood flowing down his face and even gave him a new shirt that was not covered in red.
Through it all Naruto had cursed and yelled at Sasuke but accepted the help. When the bleeding had stopped and clothes changed, the blond was glowering at the perfect class president who did not have a single smudge on him. He thought that Sasuke was just covering his ass so that he would not get in to trouble for fighting. The blond teen was still glowering as the Uchiha turned and silently started for the door, only to stop suddenly and slam his fist three times in rapid succession in to the mirror over the sink, braking it.
Naruto was stunned and watched wide eyed as the always stoic bastard, clenched his shaking fists at his side in barely controlled rage. There was already a cut on his fist from the mirror but Sasuke did not even flinch as he punched the wall. He was about to punch it again when Naruto grabbed him from behind and hauled him away from the cement wall, this was one fight the wall would win. There was a brief scuffle as Sasuke punched wildly but settled down after Naruto pinned him to the floor.
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
Sasuke stayed silent and unmoving, after awhile the blond released his hold on the teen and backed away. The raven haired teen slowly got to his feet and Naruto could see the bloody knuckles on his right hand. Slowly Sasuke turned walked to the door, stopping as he put his swelling hand on it to push it open and looked down at the floor.
“No matter how hard I try he never notices me. I became class president for him, my black belt and strait A’s, are nothing to him. I’m not good enough to be his son.”
“Maybe he’s not good enough to be your father.”
Sasuke turned and looked at the blond that was intensely scrutinizing him. Naruto could see the glimmer of surprise on his face.
“No half ass dad would ignore some one like you, Sasuke. You’re the perfect little prince and I’m quite sure any body would love to have you as their son. Just because your dad doesn’t get it, it doesn’t make you the one at fault. ”
Naruto flung the can of cold soda at the Uchiha.
“Put that on your hand.”
Sasuke caught the soda, then looked at the bruised blond with just a flicker of confusion in his dark eyes, before he smiled and shook his head, walking out of the bathroom.
That was not the only time that Sasuke took his bottled anger out on something and Naruto knew that the bastard had no problems with punching a cement wall to get feelings off his chest. Naruto also knew that the majority of the time the raven haired teen started fights with him, was to let out some of the pent up anger he kept closed up inside of him.
The blond was well aware of the fact that Sasuke probably had more serging emotions now then ever and that provoking him would lead in to a furious fight, one that he would probably lose. Not that he was a bad fighter or was to sick to fight. Sasuke was something else when he was pissed off enough to show it. Unfortunately the only person around to take his anger out upon was Naruto or himself.
Steeling himself as he came to this conclusion, Naruto decided that it would be better if Sasuke punched him rather than a wall, or try to take his own life.
Losing his family must of pushed him over the edge and he was still walking the fine line. Maybe if he worked off some of the anger and pain he could back away from the edge.
“I know it fucking hurts, but don’t pity yourself Uchiha.”
Naruto watched as the form on the bed flu in to motion to punch him across the face, his cheek stinging from the three barely healed cuts.
“You don’t know shit, Morron. I read your fucking file, you were abandoned, you never had a family, you don’t know what it’s like to lose them.”
Naruto looked at the fuming raven haired teen, eyes flashing in the darkness, fists cocked and stance ready to kick his ass. This was Sasuke, not the moping teen that had come in.
‘Let it out Sasuke.’
Naruto swung, nailing Sasuke’s shoulder as he yelled insults right back at the bastard. Soon there was no time for words as punches and kicks flu between the teens. Naruto was panting as he blocked a hard blow heading for his stomach. He was not really concerned, he knew he would lose but as long as his stomach and the place they had cut for the surgery three days ago was not hit, he could keep going.
Beds were pushed aside as Sasuke tackled him and he rolled his shoulders at the last moment flinging the raven haired teen away. Both jumped back up and launched themselves at each other. Nothing else matter right now, only the punch and doge, the kick and duck. The soft grunt as a hit connected and was reimbursed. They did not know how long they fought but the moves were getting soppy and breathing ragged.
Naruto missed the block as a fist hit his stomach and his knees gave out. Sasuke fell with him and grabbed on to Naruto’s collar as he straddled the blond’s waist. Deftly he delivered several quick hits to the losers face than lifted Naruto’s shoulders off the floor as he pulled up on the shirts collar.
Naruto could feel the blood coming out of his nose but did not lift a hand to wipe it away. He was watching with lidded eyes the form over him as his ragged breathing calmed.
“Feel better.”
“What?”
Naruto could not stop the smile that crept on to his face, feeling the pull on the whisker like cuts as the smile widened.
“Feel better now that you worked you anger out.”
Sasuke’s eyes widened then glazed over in renewed anger. Naruto’s smile left as a fist connected with his cheek, hard enough to reopen one of the nearly healed cuts. The grip on his collar tightened and hoisted him up higher off the floor, than shaking him.
“YOU FUCKING MORRON, you fucking though that a punch out would help me get over it??? That’s so stupid, evan for you and you are the stupidest person I have ever met. You fucking like it don’t you, getting beat up and all the attention you get from it. You’re a freak, dead last. I bet you even liked getting raped, can you even call it rape since you wanted it. Fucking faggot. You loved it didn’t you? Screaming for more and loving the pain. Then all the attention you got from it, your in fucking heaven right now aren’t you, even the damn police chief is waiting to hear from you. You’re sick Naruto, stay the fuck away from me.”
Sasuke dropped Naruto on to the cold floor and stalked off.
“Sasuke I...”
“Shut the hell up morron, I don’t want to hear any of your shit.”
Naruto curled up on the floor and took deep breaths trying to not cry. He had thought that Sasuke was different, that he understood. That in the hospital when he found out what had happened to him, he did not care. But that all came crashing down, Sasuke hated him now and even thought it was his fault, that he liked it.
Curling up tighter in to ball and holding on to his chest the blond left out a small sob. It had hurt and he did not like it. The pain of some one inside him, the humiliation, fear and how dirty he felt now. How could any one even think that he had wanted it?
There was a louder sob and the blond remembered being forced to say ‘yes’ to the men. He really had not wanted it but had said ‘yes’ anyway, to stop the whipping or twisting or whatever they were doing to him. The sex part never lasted that long, it was the foreplay that hurt the worst, most of the time.
A tan hand lifted and traced the split in the cut on his cheek. The cuts had hurt to, and he had done what they wanted and not said a word. The threat of being taken back there and staying for longer than the weekend was enough to shut him up.
Looking up at the dark form softly hued with blue from the tv, Naruto watched as Sasuke tried both door handles and found them locked. He looked just like him. Sasuke had his eyes and was part of his family. The pallid man had said that he would be watching him to make sure he did not talk. Was Sasuke part of the group of them?
When the raven haired teen had held on to him at the school under the sink Naruto had thought that Sasuke was safe. That he was not part of them, despite looking like him. Was he wrong? Was Sasuke there to make sure he did not talk?
The sound of glass breaking, snapped Naruto out of the downward spiral that was his thoughts. Sasuke had punched through the glass on the door of the office and was pulling his arm back out of the gapping hole he had made. Bending over to pick up a larger piece of glass that was the size of his hand and tapered at one end, Naruto watched wide eyed as Sasuke leveled it with his throat.
Forgetting every thing he had just thought about the raven haired teen, Naruto jumped to his feet and charged Sasuke. Body slamming the teen as the glass started to plunge in to the pale expanse of the neck.
Naruto grabbed on to the wrist, before he hit and forced the glass away before it could dive deeper in to the flesh. Despite falling to the floor with a nice thud, Sasuke managed to keep a hold on to the shard as he was pinned on his back by a mad blond. There was a scuffle where in Sasuke tried to buck Naruto off of him, but the blond had all the leverage and held the raven haired teen down.
Naruto had a hold on the wrist, who’s hand held the glass and on the other arms elbow, as he sat on Sasuke’s stomach. Naruto held the wrist next to the raven haired teen’s head so that their was no way for him to be able to muscle his way out of the hold and had most of his weight on the elbow pinning it down, so that he could not be knocked aside. He felt Sasuke squirm under him and for a brief moment their eyes met.
The dark pools only held hurt and pain coupled with a desperation that scared Naruto. The blond could see the dark red mark on Sasukes neck send a droplet of blood down the side, leaving a dark trail behind.
“Get off of me you fag.”
Sasuke growled it, as he started to buck and twist wildly, trying to get out from under Naruto. The entire time screaming insults that questioned Naruto’s sexuality. The blond closed his eyes and grit his teeth but did not return the insults, silently holding Sasuke down.
The sound of hurried foot steps coming closer alerted Naruto of the nurse’s upcoming arrival. Sasuke was a bastard, was related to one of the men that had hurt him and knew that he had been raped. Still, knowing that if the nurse found out that he had attempted suicide again she would send him away. Somehow he could not bring himself to believe the accusations that he was part of the group, he was just an asshole. A very big one, who was venting out at him, but still, Naruto did not want to see him leave, or dead.
Rising to his knees, the blond shifted his weight so that he could slam Sasuke’s wrist down and than twist it, so that he let go of the piece of glass and send it scattering under one of the bunks.
Just as the door opened, Sasuke got one of his feet under Narutos chest and kicked out. Removing Narutos grip from his wrists and sending the blond sailing across the room.
Naruto heard the yells from the nurse but could not make out any more than she was pissed. Some how Sasuke had managed to get both the cut from the recent surgery that was lower than his belly button and the rib that had been broken in to puncture his stomach.
It hurt.
A lot.
He could not even scream it hurt so bad.
Curling up in to a tight little ball, holding on to the screaming wounds, that he could feel every beat of his heart in, Naruto felt a set of hands grab his shirt. He knew it was the nurse, but he did not want to be touched, Sasuke’s words triggering bad memories that made him cringe at the slightest contact. The nurse had gentle hands that countered her sharp tongue and pissy attitude. Still he did not want the contact as she lightly caressed the stomach wound. His face knotted up and tears fell down his cheeks as she gently washed the blood off of him. They had been nice to, right after they had done something horrible to him. Washing the blood off with caring hands, giving him a blanket to stay warm in the cold basement, sometimes even giving him a painkiller if it had been extra gruesome or something extra large was put in side of him.
As she tugged the hem of his pants down to see the still stitched up place of the last surgery, Naruto slapped the nurse’s hands away and pushed the crouching woman with enough force to knock her down. If was he had been looking, he would of seen that she was not wearing any panties and had a Brazilian wax to boot.
The blonds eyes were pinched up as sobs tore out of his throat, he did not have to look at the women to feel the anger radiate off of her. Yelping as her hands came in contact with his flesh again Naruto shuttered and tried to get away from her.
“Fine you little shit, stay there, you had your max of pain killers for today anyway.”
She stomped away leaving Naruto to curl back up on the cold floor.
Sasuke watched as the nurse huffed and yelled about the state the room was in as she put a band aid on his neck, not questioning the cuts origins. The guard swept up the glass from the door and started to straiten up the beds that had been knocked out of place by their fighting.
The nurse had gone strait to Naruto as the guard helped him up and kept a grip on his shoulder, only to have Sasuke wrench away. After being knocked down by the blond, the nurse left him on the floor and started to attend to the raven haired teen and yelling at the guard to clean up.
“Why were you two fighting?”
Sasuke looked at the wide shouldered guard that had the nurse’s lip stick on his neck, who just reached up and hit the off button on the tv.
“He would not shut up.”
The nurse who was taping his knuckles, slapped a forming bruise on his arm making him wince.
“BULL SHIT. That brat has not said a single word in over a week. If you beat the shit out of him again then no amount of money is going to keep you out of the state mental hospital. Now get some sleep.”
The nurse was fuming at his apparent lie and practically dragged him to his bunk, pushing him onto the thread bare mattress, making the springs creek and groan.
Glancing back to the curled form on the floor she sighed and walked away. She knew that he would not let her help him in this state, he was not hurt bad enough for her to force him to comply.
Stepping out of the room she turned the lights off and slammed the door. The room was pitch black except for the slight glow from the hands of the clock.
‘Not a word in over a week? You talked to me dobe.’
Sasuke could hear the soft sobs from the blond and felt like punching something. Jerking his head to the side and snorting as he recalled the blonds statement about ‘feeling better now.’
He had gotten so pissed because ‘yes’ he did feel better, but did not want to feel better. The pain in his heart when he thought about his family was what let him put the knife to his wrist, he still wanted to go with them and if he felt better then he could not kill himself. Even before Naruto had tackled him, his hand was faltering, stopping the glass from slitting his throat.
Naruto was a morron but a empathetic morron. He had felt his pain and tried to make him feel better the only way he knew that Sasuke could let the pressure out. The stupid blond had taken the beating from him and laughed afterward to make him feel better. Grunting Sasuke ran his hand through his hair. Naruto tried to help him and what did he do?
Struck at the most sensitive spot the blond had, calling him a fag and that he was not raped.
Like hell he wasn’t, but it was the most effective target the blond had and he had gotten pissed at him. For knowing him so damn well and making the anger he felt, go away, just for that little bit of time. It had frustrated him and he lashed out at someone who did not deserve it.
A soft sob punctuated the black room and Sasuke balled his fists. Naruto was not talking to people because of what happened and he just had to use it against him.
Looking around the inky blackness of the room, his eyes having adjusted to the darkness, Sasuke saw the dim light from a computer in the office. Getting to his feet, he walked over to the door and reached through the hole from the broken glass, unlocking it and letting himself in.
Groping around the wall, he felt the light switch and flipped it on. Grunting as the white light seared his eyes. Blinking to clear the dancing spots he saw the stack of medical records in the current patients folder. Grabbing Narutos the raven haired teen flipped it open.
‘Why wasn’t Naruto talking to other people? Why only me?’
On the top of the papers in the medical record, was a lose leaf paper that was typed on the hospitals letter head. Picking it up Sasuke read the document, skipping over the formalities to get to the heart of the issue.
Setting the paper down he looked out of the large window to the form still laying curled on the floor. The paper had stated that Naruto had a massive infection on the area of his stomach that had been punctured previously, the infection was incurred while performing certain *high risk* activities. Because it was not found until he was brought in for a different injury it had been permitted to fester in unsanitary conditions that further aggravated the infection. The infection was damaging the stomach at a rate that would require surgery in order to completely remove it from Naruto. Due to the orphanages policy that clearly states that unless it was vital to prevent the loss of life or limb no surgery is authorised. Currently the infection in not life threatening, so heavy antibiotics are prescribed to slow the spread of infection, until it becomes a threat to Narutos life.
Sasuke left the office light on as he went to the blonds side. They were just waiting for Naruto to get sick enough so that they could save him.
God, he hated bureaucracies.
Naruto was nothing more than a set of numbers that had no face to the men that would decide how much pain they would put him through until they figured that he was close enough to death to give him a last minute, life saving surgery. That would not have to be life saving if they did it now.
Naruto knew that he was sick and still fought with him, for him. And Sasuke just kicked him in the stomach.
Wonderful.
Keeling down next to the blond, he set his hand on the shoulder that was shaking from silent sobs.
“Naruto come on. You shouldn’t be on the cold floor.”
Naruto pushed away from Sasuke, acting the same way he did with the nurse.
“Damn it Naruto, I’m not going to hurt you.”
The was a flash of angry blue eyes, that shined from the tears and the light of the office.
“I’m sorry. Ok.”
There was a choked sob as Naruto turned away and curled back in to a little ball. Sasuke huffed to himself knowing that after what he said, he deserved the cold shoulder, but Naruto really should not be left on the cold floor. Naruto really should say something.
Grunting as the simple fact that Naruto had not said any thing so far meant that for what ever reason he talked to him in the first place, he was no longer talking to him now. That Naruto no longer trusted him to not hurt him.
Grabbing the blonds shoulders, the Uchiha stood up, dragging Naruto up with him. There was a pained gasp and an attempt to get away from him, but Sasuke leaned sideways and hooked one arm around Naruto’s leg and still had one on his shoulders.
Silently he scooped the struggling blond on to his shoulders in a fire mans carry and deposited Naruto on to his bunk. Sasuke watched as blue eyes followed his every move as Naruto lay tensed on the bed. The covers had fallen off from their fighting, so he bent down and grabbed them, finding the remote to the tv.
Spreading the blankets over the still silent Naruto he gently squeezed the curled teens shoulder.
“I’m sorry, I did not mean what I said.”
When Naruto flinched, Sasuke removed his hand. The blond teen pulled the blankets tightly over him and soft sobs rose up from the covered form.
Sasuke was not sure how long he stood there watching Naruto cry himself to sleep, the sound of the sobs kept him close by, even the heart wrenching sound was better then silence. Sighing, Sasuke turned and sat on the floor next to the bed and turned the tv on. Finding the three channels and settling down to watch an infomercial that was the only thing on.
Buy now and get two for the price of one.
Sasuke sat there next to the bed watching infomercials for the rest of the night. He could not sleep, any time he closed his eyes, the image of his father standing in the den and then being killed in front of him played over and over in his head.
Looking over he saw that the large piece of glass was still under a bed, the guard had not seen it. Turning his attention back to the tv screen, the raven haired teen figured he’d save it for a later day.
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Chapter 8
Punching walls
Naruto sat on the uncomfortable bed, springs digging in to his thighs, remote in hand as he flipped through the three tv channels. The tiled walls of the orphanage’s infirmary flickered with the light of the television that was not supposed to be on. Lights out was three hours ago, but the room had no windows so the only way to tell the time was the round clock that hung over the office.
The square infirmary had two doors in, both on one wall and between them was the nurses office. Roughly six foot by six foot it held the medical records of Konohas unwanted children. As well as the bare minium of medicines. The nurses were only permitted to give stitches, start IVs and administer medication that had been prescribe to the patients by a state funded doctor.
Most of the medications were generic or outdated or something that made them unusable by paying people, the only non prescribed drugs in there was the simple cough syrups and aspirins. To get anything stronger than that you had to be bleeding, broke or fevered over 100 degrees, otherwise you just grit your teeth and bare it.
Luckily for him there was a bottle of penicillin in the micro fridge , along with some strong pain killers. The doctors had performed the minor surgery to stop the internal bleeding, with no complications, but had found that his stomach wound had gotten infected. Probably from the rat bites, so they wanted him to take a strong antibiotic to keep the infection at bay. But he could not eat much because the infection made his normally iron stomach, finicky.
So he got a wonderful shot of warm peanut butter twice a day and got to stay in the infirmary all by himself and not in the crowded sleeping area. His immun system was weakened by the infection and the other orphans were not the most sanitary of people.
Good people, just not that clean.
So here he was in the dirty brown colored tiled room. There was three rows of beds, one row against each wall and one right down the middle. The middle and left side rows, was one bed less then the other because of the office and the small curtained area that held a exam. table. The exam. room was right across from the office and had pale yellow curtains around it, not much bigger than the office. Mostly it held old junk and things that the nurse did not want him to see.
Naruto had the second bed in the middle row and it was the best place to sit an watch the tv that hung from the metal stand mounted on the ceiling at the end of the row.
It would of been better if it got cable but that had been deemed a wasteful expense a year ago so there was a whopping total of three channels, four if you messed with the antenna. All of witch were playing footage of the Uchiha funeral.
Naruto had mute on and was reading the subtitles, not wanting the noise to alert the nurse that was supposed to be watching him, as the light from the tv danced in the dark room. The silent image of Sasuke in a black suit standing in the sea of black suits at the side of 12 new graves. A sad look on his face and clenched fists at his sides, as the caskets were lowered in to the ground.
The older woman that had helped him when he had stayed the night, was standing next to the raven haired teen. Her hand was on his shoulder and after she gave a gentle squeeze, the two turned away, walking to a waiting limo. Just as rain started to fall from the gray clouded sky and black umbrellas were put up by the dissipating patrons.
Naruto grunted and change channels only to see the same thing. This one zoomed in on Sasuke and the subtitles that ran across the screen read ‘Konoha’s new most edible bachelor, net worth over 30 million from the combined estates of his late family.’
The zoomed in picture showed the red eyes and the signs of lack of sleep on the pale face of Sasuke. Still the facade of uncaring showed on the teen as the camera focused on him. Dark eyes distant, the normal little frown was larger as black bangs framed the delicate face, swaying as he turned to leave. To someone that did not know Sasuke, he looked like he did not care. To Naruto the signs of sadness were written all over the stoic young man, you just had to know where to look.
Naruto clicked the button on the remote again to the last channel and the stats on the Uchiha family shown on the screen. How much money each family member had and what stocks they owned. Sports scores ran along the bottom of the screen and finding this information more interesting than the gossip the news stations were putting out, Naruto set the remote down next to him.
It had bothered him at first, seeing the grand house that he had spent the night at, plastered all over the tv at the hospital. Sasuke’s school picture had been all over the place and it worried him when it said Sasuke was in the hospital as well. That the police would not release the reason why, just that he was alive but injured.
The last three days had been a media festival over the slaughter of the Uchiha’s and as much as it bothered him to see Sasuke standing next to the graves all alone, the blond did not want to see it repeatedly. Once was enough, the heart in his throat sensation he had felt, went away after the fifth time seeing the lost, hurt look on his rivals otherwise stoic face.
Hearing sounds just out side the door, the blond teen snatched the remote up and hit the power button before stashing the thing under his pillow and feigned sleep. The nurse that worked the late shift was a bitch. She had yelled at him for not clearing his plate when she brought him dinner and when he attempted to eat the rest of the bland food, he had gotten sick. Naruto cringed at the remembered taste of bland chicken the second time around.
The nurse had yelled and fussed and tried to make him clean the mess but he heaved again and curled up holding his stomach, refusing to move from the pain. Cursing the whole time, the nurse gave him the shot of antibiotics and the pain killer that made him go to sleep. Which was why he was awake now, he had slept himself out and could not go back to sleep even if he tried.
Laying face down on the worn mattress, hands under the pillow holding the forbidden remote, Naruto peek out of his half lidded eyes to see who was coming in. If it was the nurse it would more than likely just be a few moments as she ducked in to the office to pick up some condoms so she could bone one of the guards.
Well not guards per say but they watched over the place at night.
The nurse and the guard met for a little love making in the closet on most nights and she would be extra bitchy if the blond did any thing to interrupt or postpone the planed copulation. The less he responded to her, the faster she would leave, so as the over head lights were flipped on, Naruto continued his imitation of sleep, closing his eyes against the harsh lights.
The sound of more than one set of foot steps entering the room made him open his eyes just a little so see who it was. The nurse, night guard , plump, black clad older woman and Sasuke filed in. A bag was set down on the nearest bed and the nurse handed Sasuke some clothes from it.
The blond could heard more than see, as the last Uchiha remove the jacket of the tailored suit that more than likely, cost more than what the nurse and guard made in a month.
“Don’t fucking watch me.”
The deep growling voice held more anger and resentment than Naruto had ever heard Sasuke use. The outburst was followed by a scolding, yet patient tone from the older woman that the blond remembered as Martha.
“Sasuke you know we can’t leave you alone.”
There were grumbles and fabric rustling until the frozen voice spoke again.
“There. Happy now?”
A plaintive sigh came from Martha, as the nurse started to make a bed up for the new arrival. When Naruto had been checked in, the day nurse, Shizune had laid extra blankets down on the mattress, knowing that the springs could keenly be felt through the thin layer of padding the worn mattress’s had. This nurse just slapped sheets on and dumped a blanket at the foot of bed.
“There you go, get some rest now and we’ll have you talk to the doctor in the morning.”
The nurse had her kind, happy personality going and would drop it as soon as Martha left.
“I don’t want to be in this shit hole and the doctor can go fuck himself.”
“Sasuke!!!,”
There was a strained silence after Martha’s reprimand, then another plaintive sigh.
“Until we can get things straitened out, the judge wants you to be in a place that can watch over you. This is just temporary and you have to talk to the doctor. If you don’t, then they will end up sending you up the state mental hospital. The only reason your not there now is because we want to keep your attempted suicide as low key as possible. There is already enough of a media frenzy with out that little tid-bit.”
Naruto had to close his eyes and pretend to stir, to hide his gasp of shock over the word suicide.
“Mostly we want you in a safe place, here is not the greatest but there is always some one here to make sure you don’t try it again.”
The voice broke and the small sobs of the woman punctuated the room.
“Please don’t try it again. Please, I want you here and don’t want to lose you.”
Opening his eyes again, just enough so he could see through his eye lashes, Naruto saw the woman holding Sasuke in a fierce hug. The expensive suit was gone and now the Uchiha had on a pair of sweat pants and a tee shirt that let the bandages over the raven haired teens arms clearly be seen. Sasuke was just sanding there, arms limp at his side as Martha cried on him. Suddenly the woman pulled back and grabbed the teen by the shoulders.
“Promise me you won’t try to kill your self again. Sasuke, promise me!”
“Martha....... I.....”
The voice had lost it’s hostile edge and Sasuke looked away.
Martha sobbed again and hugged him but quickly let him go.
“I’m always here for you, you have my number, call any time.”
The plump woman removed a tissue from her pocket and dabbed at her eyes, sniffling as she kissed Sasuke on the forehead and left the room.
The guard quicky followed after Martha, leaving the nurse with Sasuke.
“Listen kid, I’ll be stopping in every hour so don’t try it. Get some sleep, ok.”
There was a grunt and the nurse turned and left, switching the lights off as the door closed behind her.
Naruto stared up at the place the ceiling would of been if he could see. The room was pitch black and the sound of springs creaking followed by a curse, as the edge of a spring impaled itself in to Sasukes leg as he sat on the worn mattress. Grabbing the remote from under his pillow the blond hit the power button followed quickly by a random set of numbers. It did not matter what he hit as long as there was two digits. Not having any channel over 3, the screen snowed for a moment then turned blue. Illuminating the room in a soft glow that let him see the form on the bed diagonally from him.
Sasuke sat hunched forward with his elbows on his knees and hands dangling between his legs. His head was bowed and slightly turned toward Naruto. The blond could feel the intense glare that was hidden by the long black bangs.
Naruto got off his own bunk, wincing as his bare feet touched the cold tiled floor. Walking, the slapping sound from his unclothed feet echoed in the infirmary, as the blond teen made his way to a cabinet tucked along the wall next to the door out, at the back side of the office. Opening the battered door, he pulled out several gray wool blankets then closed the cabinet back up. Silently he walked up to the still form that had watched his every move, stopping a few feet from him.
“Get up Sasuke.”
“Go to hell, morron.”
The raven haired teen had not moved and was currently staring at a smudged spot on the floor a few feet in front on him.
“Fine, asshole, I hope the springs give you tetanus.”
Sasuke, illuminated in the soft blue glow looked up at the annoyed blond that stood scowling at him.
“ I don’t give a shit about what you hope, dip shit. Now leave me alone.”
Naruto growled at the Uchiha and dumped the blankets on to the foot of the bed. The blond had been fighting with Sasuke for the better part of two years and the way the teen was acting suggested that he had better high tail it out of there before he had to make a return trip to the hospital.
The sneer on the pale face and the underlying emotions that Sasuke would not allowed to surface, was always a bad sign. That the feelings the raven haired teen had bottled up was about to come bursting forth. Shit, Sasuke was a ticking time bomb ready to explode at any time, at any one.
Including himself, from what he had over heard.
Naruto knew Sasuke had a masochistic side to him, it was covered by his sadistic attitude though. The blond remember one particularly nasty fight between them when they had been so caught up in fighting, that Sasuke lost track of his surroundings and ended up throwing him off the stone steps of the rear entrance to school. Naruto knew that Sasuke had not intentionally do it, there was no way for him to know that Naruto had moved them closer to the stairs, or by throwing the blond teen with one of his karate throws, that he would over shoot the edge by about a foot and send Naruto tumbling down.
The blond had laid at the bottom where his downward plunge had abruptly stopped, waiting for the all encompassing pain to fade in to individual spikes of agony, so he could start to sort out how bad it was. Luckily there was nothing more than some awesome bruises and scrapes. He looked worse then it was, having smacked the side of his tan face on the edge of one stone step. There was blood coming out his nose, a nasty split on his lip and a cut on the swelling black eye. Naruto recalled sitting up only to have a cold soda pressed against the blossoming bruise over his eye and a hand offering to help him up.
The blond had slapped the hand away but held on to the soda, hissing a little at the cold sting as it touched the swelling flesh. He struggled to his feet, still holding the make-shift compress to his face and started up the stairs, only to stagger and yelp as his knee refused to move. Naruto remembered the blueish purple color his entire leg was for the next week and the feeling of Sasuke grabbing him and helping him up the stares and in to the nearest boys bathroom where the raven haired bastard had helped to stop the blood flowing down his face and even gave him a new shirt that was not covered in red.
Through it all Naruto had cursed and yelled at Sasuke but accepted the help. When the bleeding had stopped and clothes changed, the blond was glowering at the perfect class president who did not have a single smudge on him. He thought that Sasuke was just covering his ass so that he would not get in to trouble for fighting. The blond teen was still glowering as the Uchiha turned and silently started for the door, only to stop suddenly and slam his fist three times in rapid succession in to the mirror over the sink, braking it.
Naruto was stunned and watched wide eyed as the always stoic bastard, clenched his shaking fists at his side in barely controlled rage. There was already a cut on his fist from the mirror but Sasuke did not even flinch as he punched the wall. He was about to punch it again when Naruto grabbed him from behind and hauled him away from the cement wall, this was one fight the wall would win. There was a brief scuffle as Sasuke punched wildly but settled down after Naruto pinned him to the floor.
“What the hell is wrong with you?”
Sasuke stayed silent and unmoving, after awhile the blond released his hold on the teen and backed away. The raven haired teen slowly got to his feet and Naruto could see the bloody knuckles on his right hand. Slowly Sasuke turned walked to the door, stopping as he put his swelling hand on it to push it open and looked down at the floor.
“No matter how hard I try he never notices me. I became class president for him, my black belt and strait A’s, are nothing to him. I’m not good enough to be his son.”
“Maybe he’s not good enough to be your father.”
Sasuke turned and looked at the blond that was intensely scrutinizing him. Naruto could see the glimmer of surprise on his face.
“No half ass dad would ignore some one like you, Sasuke. You’re the perfect little prince and I’m quite sure any body would love to have you as their son. Just because your dad doesn’t get it, it doesn’t make you the one at fault. ”
Naruto flung the can of cold soda at the Uchiha.
“Put that on your hand.”
Sasuke caught the soda, then looked at the bruised blond with just a flicker of confusion in his dark eyes, before he smiled and shook his head, walking out of the bathroom.
That was not the only time that Sasuke took his bottled anger out on something and Naruto knew that the bastard had no problems with punching a cement wall to get feelings off his chest. Naruto also knew that the majority of the time the raven haired teen started fights with him, was to let out some of the pent up anger he kept closed up inside of him.
The blond was well aware of the fact that Sasuke probably had more serging emotions now then ever and that provoking him would lead in to a furious fight, one that he would probably lose. Not that he was a bad fighter or was to sick to fight. Sasuke was something else when he was pissed off enough to show it. Unfortunately the only person around to take his anger out upon was Naruto or himself.
Steeling himself as he came to this conclusion, Naruto decided that it would be better if Sasuke punched him rather than a wall, or try to take his own life.
Losing his family must of pushed him over the edge and he was still walking the fine line. Maybe if he worked off some of the anger and pain he could back away from the edge.
“I know it fucking hurts, but don’t pity yourself Uchiha.”
Naruto watched as the form on the bed flu in to motion to punch him across the face, his cheek stinging from the three barely healed cuts.
“You don’t know shit, Morron. I read your fucking file, you were abandoned, you never had a family, you don’t know what it’s like to lose them.”
Naruto looked at the fuming raven haired teen, eyes flashing in the darkness, fists cocked and stance ready to kick his ass. This was Sasuke, not the moping teen that had come in.
‘Let it out Sasuke.’
Naruto swung, nailing Sasuke’s shoulder as he yelled insults right back at the bastard. Soon there was no time for words as punches and kicks flu between the teens. Naruto was panting as he blocked a hard blow heading for his stomach. He was not really concerned, he knew he would lose but as long as his stomach and the place they had cut for the surgery three days ago was not hit, he could keep going.
Beds were pushed aside as Sasuke tackled him and he rolled his shoulders at the last moment flinging the raven haired teen away. Both jumped back up and launched themselves at each other. Nothing else matter right now, only the punch and doge, the kick and duck. The soft grunt as a hit connected and was reimbursed. They did not know how long they fought but the moves were getting soppy and breathing ragged.
Naruto missed the block as a fist hit his stomach and his knees gave out. Sasuke fell with him and grabbed on to Naruto’s collar as he straddled the blond’s waist. Deftly he delivered several quick hits to the losers face than lifted Naruto’s shoulders off the floor as he pulled up on the shirts collar.
Naruto could feel the blood coming out of his nose but did not lift a hand to wipe it away. He was watching with lidded eyes the form over him as his ragged breathing calmed.
“Feel better.”
“What?”
Naruto could not stop the smile that crept on to his face, feeling the pull on the whisker like cuts as the smile widened.
“Feel better now that you worked you anger out.”
Sasuke’s eyes widened then glazed over in renewed anger. Naruto’s smile left as a fist connected with his cheek, hard enough to reopen one of the nearly healed cuts. The grip on his collar tightened and hoisted him up higher off the floor, than shaking him.
“YOU FUCKING MORRON, you fucking though that a punch out would help me get over it??? That’s so stupid, evan for you and you are the stupidest person I have ever met. You fucking like it don’t you, getting beat up and all the attention you get from it. You’re a freak, dead last. I bet you even liked getting raped, can you even call it rape since you wanted it. Fucking faggot. You loved it didn’t you? Screaming for more and loving the pain. Then all the attention you got from it, your in fucking heaven right now aren’t you, even the damn police chief is waiting to hear from you. You’re sick Naruto, stay the fuck away from me.”
Sasuke dropped Naruto on to the cold floor and stalked off.
“Sasuke I...”
“Shut the hell up morron, I don’t want to hear any of your shit.”
Naruto curled up on the floor and took deep breaths trying to not cry. He had thought that Sasuke was different, that he understood. That in the hospital when he found out what had happened to him, he did not care. But that all came crashing down, Sasuke hated him now and even thought it was his fault, that he liked it.
Curling up tighter in to ball and holding on to his chest the blond left out a small sob. It had hurt and he did not like it. The pain of some one inside him, the humiliation, fear and how dirty he felt now. How could any one even think that he had wanted it?
There was a louder sob and the blond remembered being forced to say ‘yes’ to the men. He really had not wanted it but had said ‘yes’ anyway, to stop the whipping or twisting or whatever they were doing to him. The sex part never lasted that long, it was the foreplay that hurt the worst, most of the time.
A tan hand lifted and traced the split in the cut on his cheek. The cuts had hurt to, and he had done what they wanted and not said a word. The threat of being taken back there and staying for longer than the weekend was enough to shut him up.
Looking up at the dark form softly hued with blue from the tv, Naruto watched as Sasuke tried both door handles and found them locked. He looked just like him. Sasuke had his eyes and was part of his family. The pallid man had said that he would be watching him to make sure he did not talk. Was Sasuke part of the group of them?
When the raven haired teen had held on to him at the school under the sink Naruto had thought that Sasuke was safe. That he was not part of them, despite looking like him. Was he wrong? Was Sasuke there to make sure he did not talk?
The sound of glass breaking, snapped Naruto out of the downward spiral that was his thoughts. Sasuke had punched through the glass on the door of the office and was pulling his arm back out of the gapping hole he had made. Bending over to pick up a larger piece of glass that was the size of his hand and tapered at one end, Naruto watched wide eyed as Sasuke leveled it with his throat.
Forgetting every thing he had just thought about the raven haired teen, Naruto jumped to his feet and charged Sasuke. Body slamming the teen as the glass started to plunge in to the pale expanse of the neck.
Naruto grabbed on to the wrist, before he hit and forced the glass away before it could dive deeper in to the flesh. Despite falling to the floor with a nice thud, Sasuke managed to keep a hold on to the shard as he was pinned on his back by a mad blond. There was a scuffle where in Sasuke tried to buck Naruto off of him, but the blond had all the leverage and held the raven haired teen down.
Naruto had a hold on the wrist, who’s hand held the glass and on the other arms elbow, as he sat on Sasuke’s stomach. Naruto held the wrist next to the raven haired teen’s head so that their was no way for him to be able to muscle his way out of the hold and had most of his weight on the elbow pinning it down, so that he could not be knocked aside. He felt Sasuke squirm under him and for a brief moment their eyes met.
The dark pools only held hurt and pain coupled with a desperation that scared Naruto. The blond could see the dark red mark on Sasukes neck send a droplet of blood down the side, leaving a dark trail behind.
“Get off of me you fag.”
Sasuke growled it, as he started to buck and twist wildly, trying to get out from under Naruto. The entire time screaming insults that questioned Naruto’s sexuality. The blond closed his eyes and grit his teeth but did not return the insults, silently holding Sasuke down.
The sound of hurried foot steps coming closer alerted Naruto of the nurse’s upcoming arrival. Sasuke was a bastard, was related to one of the men that had hurt him and knew that he had been raped. Still, knowing that if the nurse found out that he had attempted suicide again she would send him away. Somehow he could not bring himself to believe the accusations that he was part of the group, he was just an asshole. A very big one, who was venting out at him, but still, Naruto did not want to see him leave, or dead.
Rising to his knees, the blond shifted his weight so that he could slam Sasuke’s wrist down and than twist it, so that he let go of the piece of glass and send it scattering under one of the bunks.
Just as the door opened, Sasuke got one of his feet under Narutos chest and kicked out. Removing Narutos grip from his wrists and sending the blond sailing across the room.
Naruto heard the yells from the nurse but could not make out any more than she was pissed. Some how Sasuke had managed to get both the cut from the recent surgery that was lower than his belly button and the rib that had been broken in to puncture his stomach.
It hurt.
A lot.
He could not even scream it hurt so bad.
Curling up in to a tight little ball, holding on to the screaming wounds, that he could feel every beat of his heart in, Naruto felt a set of hands grab his shirt. He knew it was the nurse, but he did not want to be touched, Sasuke’s words triggering bad memories that made him cringe at the slightest contact. The nurse had gentle hands that countered her sharp tongue and pissy attitude. Still he did not want the contact as she lightly caressed the stomach wound. His face knotted up and tears fell down his cheeks as she gently washed the blood off of him. They had been nice to, right after they had done something horrible to him. Washing the blood off with caring hands, giving him a blanket to stay warm in the cold basement, sometimes even giving him a painkiller if it had been extra gruesome or something extra large was put in side of him.
As she tugged the hem of his pants down to see the still stitched up place of the last surgery, Naruto slapped the nurse’s hands away and pushed the crouching woman with enough force to knock her down. If was he had been looking, he would of seen that she was not wearing any panties and had a Brazilian wax to boot.
The blonds eyes were pinched up as sobs tore out of his throat, he did not have to look at the women to feel the anger radiate off of her. Yelping as her hands came in contact with his flesh again Naruto shuttered and tried to get away from her.
“Fine you little shit, stay there, you had your max of pain killers for today anyway.”
She stomped away leaving Naruto to curl back up on the cold floor.
Sasuke watched as the nurse huffed and yelled about the state the room was in as she put a band aid on his neck, not questioning the cuts origins. The guard swept up the glass from the door and started to straiten up the beds that had been knocked out of place by their fighting.
The nurse had gone strait to Naruto as the guard helped him up and kept a grip on his shoulder, only to have Sasuke wrench away. After being knocked down by the blond, the nurse left him on the floor and started to attend to the raven haired teen and yelling at the guard to clean up.
“Why were you two fighting?”
Sasuke looked at the wide shouldered guard that had the nurse’s lip stick on his neck, who just reached up and hit the off button on the tv.
“He would not shut up.”
The nurse who was taping his knuckles, slapped a forming bruise on his arm making him wince.
“BULL SHIT. That brat has not said a single word in over a week. If you beat the shit out of him again then no amount of money is going to keep you out of the state mental hospital. Now get some sleep.”
The nurse was fuming at his apparent lie and practically dragged him to his bunk, pushing him onto the thread bare mattress, making the springs creek and groan.
Glancing back to the curled form on the floor she sighed and walked away. She knew that he would not let her help him in this state, he was not hurt bad enough for her to force him to comply.
Stepping out of the room she turned the lights off and slammed the door. The room was pitch black except for the slight glow from the hands of the clock.
‘Not a word in over a week? You talked to me dobe.’
Sasuke could hear the soft sobs from the blond and felt like punching something. Jerking his head to the side and snorting as he recalled the blonds statement about ‘feeling better now.’
He had gotten so pissed because ‘yes’ he did feel better, but did not want to feel better. The pain in his heart when he thought about his family was what let him put the knife to his wrist, he still wanted to go with them and if he felt better then he could not kill himself. Even before Naruto had tackled him, his hand was faltering, stopping the glass from slitting his throat.
Naruto was a morron but a empathetic morron. He had felt his pain and tried to make him feel better the only way he knew that Sasuke could let the pressure out. The stupid blond had taken the beating from him and laughed afterward to make him feel better. Grunting Sasuke ran his hand through his hair. Naruto tried to help him and what did he do?
Struck at the most sensitive spot the blond had, calling him a fag and that he was not raped.
Like hell he wasn’t, but it was the most effective target the blond had and he had gotten pissed at him. For knowing him so damn well and making the anger he felt, go away, just for that little bit of time. It had frustrated him and he lashed out at someone who did not deserve it.
A soft sob punctuated the black room and Sasuke balled his fists. Naruto was not talking to people because of what happened and he just had to use it against him.
Looking around the inky blackness of the room, his eyes having adjusted to the darkness, Sasuke saw the dim light from a computer in the office. Getting to his feet, he walked over to the door and reached through the hole from the broken glass, unlocking it and letting himself in.
Groping around the wall, he felt the light switch and flipped it on. Grunting as the white light seared his eyes. Blinking to clear the dancing spots he saw the stack of medical records in the current patients folder. Grabbing Narutos the raven haired teen flipped it open.
‘Why wasn’t Naruto talking to other people? Why only me?’
On the top of the papers in the medical record, was a lose leaf paper that was typed on the hospitals letter head. Picking it up Sasuke read the document, skipping over the formalities to get to the heart of the issue.
Setting the paper down he looked out of the large window to the form still laying curled on the floor. The paper had stated that Naruto had a massive infection on the area of his stomach that had been punctured previously, the infection was incurred while performing certain *high risk* activities. Because it was not found until he was brought in for a different injury it had been permitted to fester in unsanitary conditions that further aggravated the infection. The infection was damaging the stomach at a rate that would require surgery in order to completely remove it from Naruto. Due to the orphanages policy that clearly states that unless it was vital to prevent the loss of life or limb no surgery is authorised. Currently the infection in not life threatening, so heavy antibiotics are prescribed to slow the spread of infection, until it becomes a threat to Narutos life.
Sasuke left the office light on as he went to the blonds side. They were just waiting for Naruto to get sick enough so that they could save him.
God, he hated bureaucracies.
Naruto was nothing more than a set of numbers that had no face to the men that would decide how much pain they would put him through until they figured that he was close enough to death to give him a last minute, life saving surgery. That would not have to be life saving if they did it now.
Naruto knew that he was sick and still fought with him, for him. And Sasuke just kicked him in the stomach.
Wonderful.
Keeling down next to the blond, he set his hand on the shoulder that was shaking from silent sobs.
“Naruto come on. You shouldn’t be on the cold floor.”
Naruto pushed away from Sasuke, acting the same way he did with the nurse.
“Damn it Naruto, I’m not going to hurt you.”
The was a flash of angry blue eyes, that shined from the tears and the light of the office.
“I’m sorry. Ok.”
There was a choked sob as Naruto turned away and curled back in to a little ball. Sasuke huffed to himself knowing that after what he said, he deserved the cold shoulder, but Naruto really should not be left on the cold floor. Naruto really should say something.
Grunting as the simple fact that Naruto had not said any thing so far meant that for what ever reason he talked to him in the first place, he was no longer talking to him now. That Naruto no longer trusted him to not hurt him.
Grabbing the blonds shoulders, the Uchiha stood up, dragging Naruto up with him. There was a pained gasp and an attempt to get away from him, but Sasuke leaned sideways and hooked one arm around Naruto’s leg and still had one on his shoulders.
Silently he scooped the struggling blond on to his shoulders in a fire mans carry and deposited Naruto on to his bunk. Sasuke watched as blue eyes followed his every move as Naruto lay tensed on the bed. The covers had fallen off from their fighting, so he bent down and grabbed them, finding the remote to the tv.
Spreading the blankets over the still silent Naruto he gently squeezed the curled teens shoulder.
“I’m sorry, I did not mean what I said.”
When Naruto flinched, Sasuke removed his hand. The blond teen pulled the blankets tightly over him and soft sobs rose up from the covered form.
Sasuke was not sure how long he stood there watching Naruto cry himself to sleep, the sound of the sobs kept him close by, even the heart wrenching sound was better then silence. Sighing, Sasuke turned and sat on the floor next to the bed and turned the tv on. Finding the three channels and settling down to watch an infomercial that was the only thing on.
Buy now and get two for the price of one.
Sasuke sat there next to the bed watching infomercials for the rest of the night. He could not sleep, any time he closed his eyes, the image of his father standing in the den and then being killed in front of him played over and over in his head.
Looking over he saw that the large piece of glass was still under a bed, the guard had not seen it. Turning his attention back to the tv screen, the raven haired teen figured he’d save it for a later day.