Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Just another day in paradise. ❯ down with the sickness ( Chapter 11 )
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Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.02.2006 | Updated On: 01.02.2006 | Pages: 8 | Words: 7.2K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Psychological / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.02.2006 | Updated On: 01.02.2006 | Pages: 8 | Words: 7.2K | Visits: 1.5K | Status: Completed
11
down with the sickness
A/N yes i know i should be working on broken but this one is gearing up for the big ending and its hard to stop. this
chapter will be reposted as soon as bookworm is through betaing it. you know i could of swore that i posted this chapter
allready. just as a side note, i don't make a good plushy.
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Naruto sat on the small bed watching Nami pretend to do her job. The nurse had been alternating from yelling at the
man standing in the doorway and stacking papers in the office. The man said something and the bottle blond threw a
paper weight at him. He slammed the door shut in time to deflect the incoming mass and opened it right after, sticking his
head in and saying something that sounded apologetic.
Nami stalked up to him and jerked the door out of his grasp and started to yell random words between her curses.
The night guard took the berating for a few minutes then smashed his lips against hers, effectively shutting the screaming
woman up.
With out breaking the kiss he wrapped his arms around her and picked her up. She jumped and wrapped her arms and
legs around her lover and slowly the guard, with his blond burden, backed away, the door shutting behind them.
Naruto looked at the retreating nurse then over to Sasuke who shrugged then stood up from his bunk and walked over to
sit next to him. Awkward silence hung between the two teens as Naruto stayed laying on the bed as the raven haired teen
shifted next to him and made the springs creak.
The blond could see the band-aid that covered the cut on Sasuke’s hand and could feel the cut on the side of his wrist that
had a similar bandage on it.
He had said the he would talk to Sasuke, but Shizune had burst in right after they had made the deal. She had fussed over
them both, and the cuts, and the glass, it was a wonder that the woman did not give herself an ulcer.
Still this was the first time that they had been alone since then and there was some things that he knew that Sasuke was
going to ask and he could not answer. The raven haired teen had seen the bruise Orochimaru had given him and his stomach
hurting was not the reason it was hard to walk.
That was the other thing that had delayed this little talk, right after she had come back in from escorting the two rapists to their
car, Shizune had cleaned his wrist then checked his stomach. It had swelled, she called it aggravated and considering that the
snake had kneeled on it, that was no big surprise. Shizune gave him a double dose of antibiotics and pain killers that had
knocked him out for the rest of her shift.
He had woken up to Shazusa trying to get him to eat. He had refused, his stomach was throbbing and he had not felt like
tempting fate. Shazusa gave up after a while and he had been content to just lay here. The throb from his stomach not letting
him move around much and his hips enjoyed the lack of movement as well.
But all good things must come to an end and Nami had shown up and started her little drama, leaving him with Sasuke who
had all day to think up questions to ask. Naruto sighed and looked up at the pale face that was watching him, waiting for him
to speak.
“We had a deal.”
“Yeah.”
Naruto coughed to clear his throat, it was scratchy from disuse. Sasuke reached up to Narutos shoulder in what the blond thought
would be a comforting gesture, but instead he pulled the collar of the shirt down so that a hand shaped bruise could be seen.
“How did you get that?”
Stupid, blunt, strait to the point Sasuke, just had to jump right in to things Naruto did not want to talk about. Knocking the
pale hand away and pulling his shirt back in to place as he shook his head.
“You said that you would talk to me if there was no one else around, dobe. I’m not going to say that you talked.”
Naruto rolled away and put his back to Sasuke, wincing because it pulled on his stomach. The dark haired teen cursed as
he grabbed the blonds shoulders and pushed him on to his back so that they were face to face with Sasuke leaning over him.
“You said that you would talk, so talk.”
“I can’t.”
“You just did.”
“Not about that.”
“Why the fuck not?”
Sasuke had started to yell, the grip on Narutos shoulders had intensified and as the raven haired teen spoke the last time,
he shook the blond.
Naruto looked up in the black eyes and whimpered, bottom lip quivering as he tried not to panic.
The pale face hovering above his, looked down at him then the grip on his arms released, as Sasuke got off the bed and
sat on the floor next to it.
Naruto took several calming breaths before he could look at the pale face of the Uchiha who had twisted around so that
he could look at him.
“Naruto, what happened?”
“Please don’t, don’t ask me that.”
“Ok, so what happened to your face?”
Sasuke’s voice dropped a few octaves.
“Did you do it to yourself like they think?”
Naruto swallowed hard and looked away, he could not answer that. If he said anything that gave away that he had been
raped again, then Sasuke would have to say something to the nurse’s. Then Orochimaru would find out that he had
talked again. Then both of them would end up as sadists playthings.
A cool hand brushed against his arm and the blond turned his attention back to Sasuke.
“Yes or no, did you do it?”
“No.”
The blond teen squirmed and kicked the blanket off of him. Maybe it was Sasuke fishing for answers but the room felt hot.
Sweat was started to bead at his forehead and his palms were sticky.
“No, I did not cut myself.”
“Then who did?”
“I can’t say.”
“Why?”
“That’s why my face was cut.”
Naruto watched as Sasuke turned all the way around so that his legs were under the bed.
“What?”
“My face was cut to keep me quite, I talked so they cut it again.”
“Who?”
The blond saw the darkness that clouded the Uchiha’s eyes, so like the way it had clouded the older Uchihas when
he did something he did not like. The pale knuckles had been turned white from the fist Sasuke was making and
Naruto could feel the anger just under the surface of the raven haired teens emotional bottle.
Not wanting to see the other teens reaction, Naruto looked away.
“If I say, they’ll cut me again and worse.”
“DAMN IT NARUTO. Why are you protecting them? If you say who hurt you then they can be locked up. Are you
afraid of them coming back and hurting you again? They can’t get you here. You’re safe here. No one is going to
hurt you.”
“Your wrong, they already hurt me again and I’m not protecting them.”
Naruto did not say that he was protecting the bastard that was yelling at him. Not only from the basement but
from the knowledge of who ran it.
Sasuke had tried to kill himself having watched his family die in front of him, it would not take much to send the
raven haired teen back to that state of mind. How would Sasuke take the information that the school uniform that
he had been wearing when he was tied under the sink, was his. Provided by the elder Uchiha.
Or that some of the worst things that had happened to him, was because the pale man related to Sasuke had
wanted it to happen. That people he had known his entire life, had attended dinner parties with, enjoyed tying
the blond up and making him scream.
Ignorance is bliss. In this case Naruto agreed with it, the less Sasuke knew about what had happened the better.
Naruto wiggled around on the bed and panted. Shit, it was getting hot in here. He wanted to take off his shirt but
then Sasuke would see that he had a hand shaped bruise on his hip as well. Sitting up, thinking that he was over
heating from staying in one place for to long. Groaning, as his stomach muscles protested but sitting up anyway.
“You’re not going to tell me, are you?”
Sliding to the cold floor next to Sasuke and liking the way the tiles chilled him, he shrugged.
Sasuke grunted and turned around so that his back was against the bed again.
There was a few moments of comfortable silence before Sasuke spoke.
“Was it your first time?”
“What!!! why would you want to know that.”
This time Sasuke shrugged.
“So was it?”
Naruto looked away, red faced.
“Yes. So what about you? Are you a virgin?”
“Depends on what base you count as losing it.”
“Your avoiding the question.”
The raven haired teen grunted and looked away.
“You are, Sasuke is a virgin.”
The blond wanted to dance around and rub it in, that the almighty bastard had not popped his cherry. Seeing as
that his stomach and hips took a vote and decided that staying still was the better option, he stayed sitting.
Laughing and sing songing at Sasuke all the same.
“Shut up Naruto, at least I got to second with a girl.”
“Low blow, bastard. Shit, I just thought that you would be a porn star by now with all the girls throwing themselves
at your feet. ”
“Yeah right, all they want is bragging rights. 'Oh my god, I just slept with an Uchiha and he was like, wow.”
The blond teen forgot to be pissed at Sasuke’s near perfect imitation of Ino and burst out laughing. Stopping a
s his stomach sent a stab of pain to notify him that belly laughing upset it. He felt hot again so his scooted over
to a new location that had not been heated up by his body heat yet. Feeling the cold tiles pressing against his
legs he panted and wiped some sweat from his forehead.
“Did it hurt, I mean you were bleeding pretty badly and you don’t want to talk about it.”
The blond focused his tied eyes on to the form next to him, then looked away.
“Most of the time they were only out to make me scream in pain. But some of it didn’t hurt that much. That’s the
worst part I guess, because if you’re hurting then you can say that you hated it. But some of it, I, I got hard from.
I didn’t want to but I still did. I didn’t like it, but I still responded to the parts that felt good. I felt dirtier afterwards
then if I had been screaming in pain, disgusted that I got wood from the touches.”
Slowly, in the silence that followed his statement, he sprawled out on to the cold floor. His head felt heavy and the
air around him felt heated.
“Hay bastard, why did you try and kill yourself. I know you were not that close to your parents.”
Sasuke huffed and shifted before answering.
“Because I always wanted to go with them. They always left me to go to some place warm and exotic, the night
that Itachi killed them, my dad had promised to take me with him. Then he was killed, right in front of me, his
blood was dripping off my bangs. He had left me again, they all left me and I just, I just want to be with them.
Just once I wanted to go with them”
Naruto heard the way the raven haired teens voice choked up and he spun himself on the tiles so that he could
grab Sasukes pant leg and gently tug on it.
“ I'm glad you didn't go with them.”
Sasuke looked down at the blond that laid on the cold floor next to him, the tan hand still latched on to his pant leg.
The weight a reminder that we was not alone. Naruto was breathing in pants and a bead of sweat dripped off his
forehead. When the blond had spun on the floor his shirt had ridden up and Sasuke could see the large red area
that covered his stomach.
Puffy red skin interrupted with course stitches and dark veins. Half of it was still covered by the shirt but Sasuke could
see that the wound was pulling on the stitches and it looked like an over stuffed seam about to burst.
“Naruto, did Nami give you the shot of antibiotics?”
Eyelids drooped, as Naruto took a ragged breath. Slowly the blond head turned from side to side.
Sasuke got to his knees, the tan hand falling from his pant leg to the floor as he scooted to Narutos side and pulled
the shirt up.
The blond gave an undignified squeal and swatted at the hands, as he tried to get away from the raven haired teen
leaning over him.
“Damn it Naruto, stop it.”
The blond back peddled away from Sasuke and started to thrash when the raven haired teen grabbed him to stop
him from getting away. The obsidian eyed teen pinned the weakly struggling Naruto’s hands next to his head and
sat on the blonds hips, to stop the blue eyed teen. Naruto struggled briefly then whimpered and went completely
limp under the Uchiha.
Slowly Sasuke let go of Narutos wrists and pulled the blonds shirt up to his arm pits. Seeing the bottom of the bruise
on his shoulder, the raven haired teen pulled the shirt all the way off the limp blond.
Sasuke was watching the sweat bead and slithered off the tan chest as he sat straddling Naruto. The bruise he had seen
earlier on the blonds neck was only a finger of the hand shaped blue mark and as he placed his hand on the mark,
seeing it was larger then his hand, Naruto yelped.
“It’s Ok Naruto, I just want to see. I wont hurt you.”
Blue eyes met his and Naruto looked away quickly, annoying Sasuke with his lack of trust. As his pale hands drifted
lower on the blond teens abdomen, a ripple passed through the sweating, tan flesh as Naruto shuttered.
Nami had left the lights on and in the artificial lighting Sasuke could see the pus oozing out of the cut on Narutos side.
The mucus like substance was leaking out between the black strands that held the side together. The flesh around
it was red and had swelled, the light showed the dark veins that were spidering out from the wound to fade out
farther down the tan flesh.
It was infected, and the blonds body felt scorching to Sasuke’s pale hands.
“I’ll be right back.”
Standing up, he sprinted to the curtained area and rummaged though the cabinets until he found the thermometer.
Returning to Narutos side he placed the thing in the blonds ear and pressed the button to get the read out.
102.34
“Shit.”
Removing it from the blond morrons ear, Sasuke shook it then put it back in and pushed the button.
102.40
He was no doctor, he did not know what to do to bring a fever down. The blond was ill because of the infection
in his stomach and any thing he did to bring the fever down would just be a temporary fix until Naruto could
have the surgery he needed. Still, as the blue eyed teen lay gasping on the cold floor, twisting around so
that he could get off the tiles already warmed by his body heat and on to fresh cold ones, the drive to do
something to help him was almost overwhelming.
Whenever he had a fever, Martha had always given him something that tasted horrible and made him sleep,
to wake up and be fine. But then he never had anything serious, just a bout or two of the flu. Setting the
thermometer next to the panting teen, Sasuke gently shook the blonds shoulder to get Naruto to open his eyes.
“Naruto, how do you bring a fever down?”
“How bad is it?”
“Your at 102 and climbing.”
“Motrin and cold cloths.”
Sasuke watched as the tired blue eyes closed and then jumped up and grabbed some of the hand towels
kept with the regular towels for the showers. Going to the bath room and putting them in the sink and turning the
faucet to the coldest setting. Hearing the pipes groan and nothing come out of them, he cursed, picked the
towels up and went to the shower.
The larger pipes were less likely to freeze and sure enough water came spurting out of the shower head.
Drenching his arm and the towels in the cold water then ringing them out, he returned to the blonds side.
Sasuke place a towel on Narutos forehead, making the blond open his eyes but close them right away. The other
towels were placed on his over heating body and Sasuke was unsure if he should put one on the infected wound.
He thought heat drew infection out, but he needed to lower the blonds body temp.
“It’s ok Sasuke, just stay here, I’ll be fine.”
The raspy voice of Naruto made him look at the half lidded eyes and see that the corners of the blonds mouth were
lifted in to small smile.
“What about the Motrin?”
“It’ll be locked up, in the office. I could not swallow it anyway. Just stay here.”
Naruto had grabbed his pant leg again and Sasuke acquiesced, getting himself comfortable sitting with his back
leaning on Narutos bunk, right next to the blonds head.
Nami had not taken the remote from them before leaving so Sasuke hit the button and caught the tail end of the news.
The night ticked on, with Sasuke getting up and changing the towels that covered Naruto after every infomercial.
Several hours in to the night, he had gone to soak the towels again when a hoarse voice cried out, “No.”
The raven haired teen darted out of the bathroom just as Naruto curled in to a ball and screamed. Rushing to the
blonds side as Naruto twisted about on the floor, fighting people who were not there. One flailing hand caught
Sasuke in the chest as he sat next to Naruto, more startling that hurting him and he held on to the wrist to
keep the blond from hitting him again.
“Naruto calm down, your making it worse.”
The sick blond teen tried to pull his hand away from the worried teen that held it and cried out when
Sasuke did not let go.
“Stop, no more, please stop.”
Naruto began to thrash, kicking out from his curled position and clipping Sasuke with a few awkward punches.
The raven haired teen watched as the blond twisted and lunged, so desperate to get away from his memories.
The stitched up cut over his stomach started to bleed and had yellow oozing out with the crimson.
‘Not good.’
Gritting his teeth Sasuke laid down on the cold floor next to Naruto and gathered the thrashing teen in to
his arms. Holding him. Preventing him from making the wound any worse. Naruto gave a few strangled
cries and tried to push Sasuke away, but the raven haired teen held on to the sweat soaked flesh of
Naruto’s back, pressing the tan face against his collar bone. Murmuring nonsense things that seemed to
calm the fevered teen.
Later as rhythmic breathing suggested that the blond was asleep, he set the blond back on to the floor
and retrieved the abandoned towels from the bathroom. Placing the damp towels on the blond he
found the thermometer two bunks over from Naruto knocking it away when he started to thrash.
Talking to him, knowing that he would not respond but not wanting to surprise him, Sasuke took
Naruto’s temp again.
104.12
Twisting around, he looked at the clock. 2:30 AM, Shizune would not come in until 7 and there was
no sign of Nami.
Panic had been slowly creeping in to the iron front of the pale Uchiha. The body stopped working at 106
and Naruto was slowly getting closer to it.
Naruto needed help, not just cold clothes placed over him. Sasuke could feel a lump of cold dread settle
in his stomach as a hour ticked by and Narutos fever rose. The blond would squirm and hiss in pain and
the raven haired teen could tell that with out help Naruto would not make it the night.
He was sitting next to his friend, watching him die.
Tears jumped to his dark eyes as the conclusion he had been avoiding became to obvious to negate.
Panic coursed through the normally stoic young man and he jumped up from the blonds side and ran
to the locked door. Pounding on it and screaming for all he was worth. Nami was a whore, a bitch a
thousand other things, but she could help Naruto.
Beating the solid door until his fists hurt, he heard the blond whine in his fevered state, no longer
able to cry out. Slowly he slumped down to his knees and set his fore head on the cold metal of the
door. He had to help Naruto, but how? The orphanage was so old that the telephone was mounted
outside the door because there was no in wall wiring, so he could not call any one for help. Nami was
indisposed at the moment and to preoccupied to hear his calls for help.
God, he wished Martha was here, or Shizune. Both of them would be able to help Naruto. Martha
had given him her home phone number, fat lot of good it was doing tucked away in his cell phone
locked in the safe.
Looking over at the iron block that sat under the desk he cursed the damn nurse. A small red light
caught his attention from the top of the desk in the general area of Nami’s purse. The pink bag
had been knocked to its side in the nurses temper tantrum and the red light was blinking from its depths.
Slowly Sasuke got up and went to the pink bag and removed the cell phone that had a cat on its
cover that blinked red eyes. A small smile graced the Uchiha’s face and he flipped the cell phone
open only to find that there was no signal.
Naruto groaned and twisted on the floor, Sasuke looked up from the phone and out at the blond
through the large glass window. Looking over he saw the numbers of all the nurses taped to the
glass, Shizune was the topmost one and he punched the number in.
Walking out of the office and waving the phone around like it was some sort of divining rod, Sasuke
searched for a signal. Thinking that it would be stronger if the room had any windows he darted to
the bathroom. The squares of opaqued glass shined with frost and the raven haired teen reached the
phone up towards the shimmering light.
A single bar flashed on to the screen then disappeared. Cursing, he climbed on to the urinal so
that he was closer to the window and tried again, getting the bar to stay, he hit send and the phone
begin to ring.
It took ten rings before Shizune picked up with a groggy “hello?”
“Shizune!!! It’s Naruto, he’s sick, I can’t find Nami, Hello? Hello?”
Ripping the phone from his ear, Sasuke looked at the blank screen. Apparently, the blinking cats eyes
meant the battery was low. Cursing, his foot slipped and he fell from his precarious perch, soaking his
foot in the inch of water that resided at the bottom of the urinal.
A steady stream of curses flowed from his mouth as he returned to Narutos side. Hopefully Shizune would
come. Hopefully he would not get cholera from whatever was in the urinal. The blond teen had stopped
moving and had been just laying on the floor for awhile now, but as Sasuke sat next to him, the blue
eyes opened and a hoarse voice whispered.
“Sasuke, stay.”
The raven haired teen felt a burning hot hand grip his pant leg at his thigh and watched as the blue
eyes closed and Naruto resumed his panting. Removing the towel from his forehead, Sasuke ran his
fingers through the damp, blond bangs.
“I’ll stay right here.”
Naruto made a small sound, like a whimper and Sasuke returned the wet towel to his forehead.
Half an hour later the door burst open and Shizune came storming in. Snow clung to her dark hair and
she was panting like she had just sprinted from her car. Her dark eyes looked over the room and spotted
the Uchiha sitting on the floor and she sprinted over to kneel next to Naruto.
Sasuke could not hide the look of relief that spread across his face at the appearance of the nurse. She
would help Naruto, he would not be alone in watching over the blond. She pulled her mittens off and placed
one hand next to the infected and oozing wound. The other hand grabbed the thermometer and placed
it in Narutos ear.
105.03
What happened next was a blur as Shizune and Sasuke carried Naruto to the metal table and Shizune
started to work. Removing the blonds sweat pants and starting an IV. Sasuke stood to the side and watched
her place ice packs from the now unlocked freezer around Naruto and administer something via the IV to bring
his temp down. Then she was on the phone in the hall, then back at the blonds side. A whirling ball of efficiency
that pressed a cup of hot coco in to his hands and told him to sit down on the nearest bunk as she checked
the blonds temp again.
He could not sit, he could not leave him, what if something happened?
So he stood next to Naruto and sipped the hot chocolate with shaking hands. Something almost had
happened. Naruto was so close to not waking up that it still scared him.
Looking over the blond on the table who was wearing only the white boxers the orphanage provided,
Sasuke spotted another hand shaped bruise on the tanned hip. Setting the cup of coco down he walked
over and place his hand on top on the bruise, having to switch sides so that he could get his hand in to the
proper position.
The bruise rested at the top of Narutos pelvis, heal of the hand down and fingers splayed up, the thumb mark
was on the front and the pinky was on his back. It was a odd way for a hand print to be placed. The person either
had to of been lower than Naruto and reaching up, or between the blonds legs pulling the teen towards him.
Sasuke’s eyes grew wide and he looked at the other bruise he had questioned Naruto earlier about. The blueish
mark that marred his shoulder was in the same basic position as this one.
Left shoulder right hip. Holding the shoulders down and forcing the hips up. Naruto had been raped again. Not only
did the fucks cut his face, they raped him again.
Looking up to the face that still had the bandages covering it, Sasuke sighed. He had promised not to say that
they talked to each other, but this had to be brought out in to the open. He had been raped here, no wonder he
did not feel safe.
Softly he called Shizune over and showed her the bruise’s on his friend, then showed her that they were at least
a size bigger then his hands and asked were he got them.
A dark look crossed her face and she went and made more phone calls. When the doctor she called came, he
had a nurse armed with a rape kit with him and the imposing form of Ibiki in his wake.
Once again he stood at Narutos head, with a hand on the blonds shoulder and staring at the wall so he could
not see what the doctor was doing down there on his friend. Each of the nurses held one of Narutos legs in to the
correct position for the doctor to work and Ibiki was sanding in the hall.
This time Naruto was mostly out of it and did not fight the doctor, making it go a lot quicker. Even after it was
done with, he stayed standing next to Narutos head. Tucking a few wild strands of blond hair behind his ear
and murmuring that it was going to be alright.
The tan flesh was no longer heated and the wound on his side had been opened and drained. Naruto was still
hooked up to the IV and had a towel over his waist to provide some modesty. The doctor, a young man with l
arge glasses and bucked teeth gave his report to Ibiki.
“He was raped with in the last 24 hours, the tissue is bruised and torn but there was no other evidence found.
As for his stomach, it can still be treated with antibiotics so he’ll have to wait a little longer to have the surgery.”
Shizune started to argue with the man saying that Naruto needed it now, but the doctor shook his head and r
epeated himself. Then there was Ibiki, who had stayed quietly out of the way until now. He started to ask question
after question about who was with Naruto the last day and when she said Orochimaru she just as quickly dismissed
the idea.
Kabuto had said that the pallid man had to take a call and was in the hallway for the majority of the time.
Coming in and finding Naruto in the bathroom with his face cut after he had finished his business. It would
of been suspicious if it was just Orochimaru’s testimony but with doctor Kabuto backing his alibi, there was
no questioning it.
Sasuke listened to the grilling the scarred man gave Shizune and looked up when Nami walked in at 6:30.
Half an hour before Shizune was supposed to show up. The dark haired nurse looked over to the bottle blond
and Sasuke could see the anger flowing through Shizune.
“Your fired.”
It was calm, collected and did not sound like she meant it.
“What”
“I said your fired. I never want to see you again, your negligence almost killed Naruto. Leave now.”
Ibiki cleared his throat and told her to hold on, he grabbed his trench coat and walked with her, grilling her
about the same things he had just asked Shizune.
Naruto woke up to the harsh over head lights and groaned, turning his head and seeing Sasuke standing
next to the table he was on. Concern flooded the pale features and the blond could see the pale hand s
haking around a half empty cup.
He had been aware, in some part of his mind, of what was going on around him and had heard the doctor
say that he would have to wait to have the surgery. He looked up at the pale face with the worry lines and
dark circles around the eyes from lack of sleep. Sasuke had stayed next to him through out it all. Threw the
fever and the thrashing, the rape kit and the treatment, Sasuke never left him.
Slowly he reached out with the hand that was not hindered with an IV and grabbed the raven haired teens
shirt. Making the teen look away from the nurse that was still talking to the doctor.
Sasuke let out a raged breath and called Shizune over. Then they helped him in to a new set of clothes and in
to his bed, setting the IV stand up next to him so he would be more comfortable as he received his medications.
After Shizune walked away, to try to convince the doctor to give him the surgery, Sasuke sat on the bed
opposite the IV stand, leaned over him and set his forehead on his shoulder in an odd imitation of a hug.
“Don’t you fucking dare die on me, dobe. Don’t you leave me behind to. Just wait and they’ll get you that damn
surgery you need.”
Naruto smiled and gently tugged on the raven haired teen so that Sasuke was laying next to him on the bed.
Sasuke shifted uncomfortably from the closeness and Naruto scooted back, giving him more room on the bed.
The dark eyed teen was taking Narutos brush with death harder then he was. But then Naruto already knew that
he was going to die. Orochimaru no longer needed him, the man that was interested in “fostering” him was the
elder Uchiha. He had been taken for just the weekend so the Uchiha could try him out and see if he was worth the
money Orochimaru would charge to have an orphan vanish from the city records.
Now with everything that had happened, there was no way he could be “fostered out.” He knew the scam
Orochimaru was pulling and was a liability to the snake. That was why the snake like man was so paranoid about him
talking.
The pallid man could not just kill him and be done with it, but he could deny him the medical treatment he
needed. Orochimaru was the final person that would have to approve the money for the surgery and all he
had to do was get a doctor that said that it could still be treated with antibiotics and the orphanages policy
would do the rest. They would keep waiting for the wound to get bad enough, when it already was. He would
die slowly from infection or starvation because he could not eat like this.
Tears jumped to his eyes and the blond looked out at Shizune, still arguing with the doctor. She was the one
that was going to take the fall for him dying. Sasuke was this shaken up with him getting sick, how would he
take waking up and seeing him dead.
The lump in his throat that he had managed to keep at bay every time he thought about his fate, came back
with renewed force. He was going to die here and it scared the shit out of him. He would never see Sakura again
or eat ramen, all that was left for him was these dreary cracked walls.
Tears dripped silently down his face and were brushed away by a pale hand.
“It’ll be okay Naruto, Shizune will get you that surgery soon.”
Looking over to the pale face that was hovering close to his, the blond could see the hope that was in the dark
eyes. It was wrong to let him think that he would get out of here, glancing towards the door and seeing Shizune
still fighting with the doctor over the severity of his condition, he decided to tell him.
“Sasuke, I’m not going to get the surgery, the guy that did this to me is the one that has to approve it and
he never will.”
Naruto felt Sasuke go ridged and the hand that had brushed his tears away, gripped his shoulder.
“Orochimaru.”
Panic flashed in Narutos head as Sasuke said the name but the raven haired teen gave a sly smile and t
old him to calm down.
“How did you know it was him?”
“His story about what happened to your face did not add up. Kabuto never left the room during our
session so there was no way he could of seen Orochimaru walking the halls, talking on his cell phone
and the other thing is that the cell phone would not work in here. The walls are to thick, I had to stand
on the urinal to get a single bar of signal and the hallway would not have any. Besides he’s a gangly
guy with large hands.”
Naruto looked at Sasuke in shock and had to clear his throat before speaking.
“Did you tell?”
“No, I just figured it out when you said that he was the one that had to finalize the approval for the surgery.”
“Are you going to tell?”
“Do you want me to?”
“He’ll just come up with something to slander us and prove his innocence.”
“That’s what I figured to.”
Naruto sighed and looked away, they were back at square one. Orochimaru was one hell of a neat freak. There was
no doubt that he had already, somehow made his cell phone record match his story and had gotten the person the
was supposed to be talking to, versed on the conversation that they never had.
Sasuke’s arm that was still draped across his chest, gently shook him and he looked back at the raven haired teen
that was still laying next to him.
“Can you wait a week?”
“Why?”
“The school is coming here to do some community service and we can get out of here in the confusion. I’ll take
you to the privet hospital and pay for the surgery.”
“How do you know that?”
“I was on the student council, remember, we talked about it right before I went and found a rat chewing on you.”
Naruto opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to voice a protest but never made it. The privet hospital
was not under Orochimaru’s jurisdiction and Sasuke said he would pay for it. That went against his independent ways,
but the thought of dying here was enough to make him rethink it. Plus it was not going to put to much of a strain on
Sasuke’s accounts. Not with 12 insurance policies freshly cashed.
“Okay.”
The blond looked over at the Uchiha and raised his eyebrows in surprise. Sasuke had fallen asleep, for the first time
in since he had been here, he had fallen asleep. One arm still draped over the blonds chest protectingly and his pale
forehead rested against Narutos shoulder. There was still a gap between their bodies and Naruto used the space to
wiggle, attempting to get the blanket over the both of them, but only managed to send it to the floor.
Shizune picked it up and spread it over the both of them, patting Naruto on the head and winking before retreating
to the office
down with the sickness
A/N yes i know i should be working on broken but this one is gearing up for the big ending and its hard to stop. this
chapter will be reposted as soon as bookworm is through betaing it. you know i could of swore that i posted this chapter
allready. just as a side note, i don't make a good plushy.
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Naruto sat on the small bed watching Nami pretend to do her job. The nurse had been alternating from yelling at the
man standing in the doorway and stacking papers in the office. The man said something and the bottle blond threw a
paper weight at him. He slammed the door shut in time to deflect the incoming mass and opened it right after, sticking his
head in and saying something that sounded apologetic.
Nami stalked up to him and jerked the door out of his grasp and started to yell random words between her curses.
The night guard took the berating for a few minutes then smashed his lips against hers, effectively shutting the screaming
woman up.
With out breaking the kiss he wrapped his arms around her and picked her up. She jumped and wrapped her arms and
legs around her lover and slowly the guard, with his blond burden, backed away, the door shutting behind them.
Naruto looked at the retreating nurse then over to Sasuke who shrugged then stood up from his bunk and walked over to
sit next to him. Awkward silence hung between the two teens as Naruto stayed laying on the bed as the raven haired teen
shifted next to him and made the springs creak.
The blond could see the band-aid that covered the cut on Sasuke’s hand and could feel the cut on the side of his wrist that
had a similar bandage on it.
He had said the he would talk to Sasuke, but Shizune had burst in right after they had made the deal. She had fussed over
them both, and the cuts, and the glass, it was a wonder that the woman did not give herself an ulcer.
Still this was the first time that they had been alone since then and there was some things that he knew that Sasuke was
going to ask and he could not answer. The raven haired teen had seen the bruise Orochimaru had given him and his stomach
hurting was not the reason it was hard to walk.
That was the other thing that had delayed this little talk, right after she had come back in from escorting the two rapists to their
car, Shizune had cleaned his wrist then checked his stomach. It had swelled, she called it aggravated and considering that the
snake had kneeled on it, that was no big surprise. Shizune gave him a double dose of antibiotics and pain killers that had
knocked him out for the rest of her shift.
He had woken up to Shazusa trying to get him to eat. He had refused, his stomach was throbbing and he had not felt like
tempting fate. Shazusa gave up after a while and he had been content to just lay here. The throb from his stomach not letting
him move around much and his hips enjoyed the lack of movement as well.
But all good things must come to an end and Nami had shown up and started her little drama, leaving him with Sasuke who
had all day to think up questions to ask. Naruto sighed and looked up at the pale face that was watching him, waiting for him
to speak.
“We had a deal.”
“Yeah.”
Naruto coughed to clear his throat, it was scratchy from disuse. Sasuke reached up to Narutos shoulder in what the blond thought
would be a comforting gesture, but instead he pulled the collar of the shirt down so that a hand shaped bruise could be seen.
“How did you get that?”
Stupid, blunt, strait to the point Sasuke, just had to jump right in to things Naruto did not want to talk about. Knocking the
pale hand away and pulling his shirt back in to place as he shook his head.
“You said that you would talk to me if there was no one else around, dobe. I’m not going to say that you talked.”
Naruto rolled away and put his back to Sasuke, wincing because it pulled on his stomach. The dark haired teen cursed as
he grabbed the blonds shoulders and pushed him on to his back so that they were face to face with Sasuke leaning over him.
“You said that you would talk, so talk.”
“I can’t.”
“You just did.”
“Not about that.”
“Why the fuck not?”
Sasuke had started to yell, the grip on Narutos shoulders had intensified and as the raven haired teen spoke the last time,
he shook the blond.
Naruto looked up in the black eyes and whimpered, bottom lip quivering as he tried not to panic.
The pale face hovering above his, looked down at him then the grip on his arms released, as Sasuke got off the bed and
sat on the floor next to it.
Naruto took several calming breaths before he could look at the pale face of the Uchiha who had twisted around so that
he could look at him.
“Naruto, what happened?”
“Please don’t, don’t ask me that.”
“Ok, so what happened to your face?”
Sasuke’s voice dropped a few octaves.
“Did you do it to yourself like they think?”
Naruto swallowed hard and looked away, he could not answer that. If he said anything that gave away that he had been
raped again, then Sasuke would have to say something to the nurse’s. Then Orochimaru would find out that he had
talked again. Then both of them would end up as sadists playthings.
A cool hand brushed against his arm and the blond turned his attention back to Sasuke.
“Yes or no, did you do it?”
“No.”
The blond teen squirmed and kicked the blanket off of him. Maybe it was Sasuke fishing for answers but the room felt hot.
Sweat was started to bead at his forehead and his palms were sticky.
“No, I did not cut myself.”
“Then who did?”
“I can’t say.”
“Why?”
“That’s why my face was cut.”
Naruto watched as Sasuke turned all the way around so that his legs were under the bed.
“What?”
“My face was cut to keep me quite, I talked so they cut it again.”
“Who?”
The blond saw the darkness that clouded the Uchiha’s eyes, so like the way it had clouded the older Uchihas when
he did something he did not like. The pale knuckles had been turned white from the fist Sasuke was making and
Naruto could feel the anger just under the surface of the raven haired teens emotional bottle.
Not wanting to see the other teens reaction, Naruto looked away.
“If I say, they’ll cut me again and worse.”
“DAMN IT NARUTO. Why are you protecting them? If you say who hurt you then they can be locked up. Are you
afraid of them coming back and hurting you again? They can’t get you here. You’re safe here. No one is going to
hurt you.”
“Your wrong, they already hurt me again and I’m not protecting them.”
Naruto did not say that he was protecting the bastard that was yelling at him. Not only from the basement but
from the knowledge of who ran it.
Sasuke had tried to kill himself having watched his family die in front of him, it would not take much to send the
raven haired teen back to that state of mind. How would Sasuke take the information that the school uniform that
he had been wearing when he was tied under the sink, was his. Provided by the elder Uchiha.
Or that some of the worst things that had happened to him, was because the pale man related to Sasuke had
wanted it to happen. That people he had known his entire life, had attended dinner parties with, enjoyed tying
the blond up and making him scream.
Ignorance is bliss. In this case Naruto agreed with it, the less Sasuke knew about what had happened the better.
Naruto wiggled around on the bed and panted. Shit, it was getting hot in here. He wanted to take off his shirt but
then Sasuke would see that he had a hand shaped bruise on his hip as well. Sitting up, thinking that he was over
heating from staying in one place for to long. Groaning, as his stomach muscles protested but sitting up anyway.
“You’re not going to tell me, are you?”
Sliding to the cold floor next to Sasuke and liking the way the tiles chilled him, he shrugged.
Sasuke grunted and turned around so that his back was against the bed again.
There was a few moments of comfortable silence before Sasuke spoke.
“Was it your first time?”
“What!!! why would you want to know that.”
This time Sasuke shrugged.
“So was it?”
Naruto looked away, red faced.
“Yes. So what about you? Are you a virgin?”
“Depends on what base you count as losing it.”
“Your avoiding the question.”
The raven haired teen grunted and looked away.
“You are, Sasuke is a virgin.”
The blond wanted to dance around and rub it in, that the almighty bastard had not popped his cherry. Seeing as
that his stomach and hips took a vote and decided that staying still was the better option, he stayed sitting.
Laughing and sing songing at Sasuke all the same.
“Shut up Naruto, at least I got to second with a girl.”
“Low blow, bastard. Shit, I just thought that you would be a porn star by now with all the girls throwing themselves
at your feet. ”
“Yeah right, all they want is bragging rights. 'Oh my god, I just slept with an Uchiha and he was like, wow.”
The blond teen forgot to be pissed at Sasuke’s near perfect imitation of Ino and burst out laughing. Stopping a
s his stomach sent a stab of pain to notify him that belly laughing upset it. He felt hot again so his scooted over
to a new location that had not been heated up by his body heat yet. Feeling the cold tiles pressing against his
legs he panted and wiped some sweat from his forehead.
“Did it hurt, I mean you were bleeding pretty badly and you don’t want to talk about it.”
The blond focused his tied eyes on to the form next to him, then looked away.
“Most of the time they were only out to make me scream in pain. But some of it didn’t hurt that much. That’s the
worst part I guess, because if you’re hurting then you can say that you hated it. But some of it, I, I got hard from.
I didn’t want to but I still did. I didn’t like it, but I still responded to the parts that felt good. I felt dirtier afterwards
then if I had been screaming in pain, disgusted that I got wood from the touches.”
Slowly, in the silence that followed his statement, he sprawled out on to the cold floor. His head felt heavy and the
air around him felt heated.
“Hay bastard, why did you try and kill yourself. I know you were not that close to your parents.”
Sasuke huffed and shifted before answering.
“Because I always wanted to go with them. They always left me to go to some place warm and exotic, the night
that Itachi killed them, my dad had promised to take me with him. Then he was killed, right in front of me, his
blood was dripping off my bangs. He had left me again, they all left me and I just, I just want to be with them.
Just once I wanted to go with them”
Naruto heard the way the raven haired teens voice choked up and he spun himself on the tiles so that he could
grab Sasukes pant leg and gently tug on it.
“ I'm glad you didn't go with them.”
Sasuke looked down at the blond that laid on the cold floor next to him, the tan hand still latched on to his pant leg.
The weight a reminder that we was not alone. Naruto was breathing in pants and a bead of sweat dripped off his
forehead. When the blond had spun on the floor his shirt had ridden up and Sasuke could see the large red area
that covered his stomach.
Puffy red skin interrupted with course stitches and dark veins. Half of it was still covered by the shirt but Sasuke could
see that the wound was pulling on the stitches and it looked like an over stuffed seam about to burst.
“Naruto, did Nami give you the shot of antibiotics?”
Eyelids drooped, as Naruto took a ragged breath. Slowly the blond head turned from side to side.
Sasuke got to his knees, the tan hand falling from his pant leg to the floor as he scooted to Narutos side and pulled
the shirt up.
The blond gave an undignified squeal and swatted at the hands, as he tried to get away from the raven haired teen
leaning over him.
“Damn it Naruto, stop it.”
The blond back peddled away from Sasuke and started to thrash when the raven haired teen grabbed him to stop
him from getting away. The obsidian eyed teen pinned the weakly struggling Naruto’s hands next to his head and
sat on the blonds hips, to stop the blue eyed teen. Naruto struggled briefly then whimpered and went completely
limp under the Uchiha.
Slowly Sasuke let go of Narutos wrists and pulled the blonds shirt up to his arm pits. Seeing the bottom of the bruise
on his shoulder, the raven haired teen pulled the shirt all the way off the limp blond.
Sasuke was watching the sweat bead and slithered off the tan chest as he sat straddling Naruto. The bruise he had seen
earlier on the blonds neck was only a finger of the hand shaped blue mark and as he placed his hand on the mark,
seeing it was larger then his hand, Naruto yelped.
“It’s Ok Naruto, I just want to see. I wont hurt you.”
Blue eyes met his and Naruto looked away quickly, annoying Sasuke with his lack of trust. As his pale hands drifted
lower on the blond teens abdomen, a ripple passed through the sweating, tan flesh as Naruto shuttered.
Nami had left the lights on and in the artificial lighting Sasuke could see the pus oozing out of the cut on Narutos side.
The mucus like substance was leaking out between the black strands that held the side together. The flesh around
it was red and had swelled, the light showed the dark veins that were spidering out from the wound to fade out
farther down the tan flesh.
It was infected, and the blonds body felt scorching to Sasuke’s pale hands.
“I’ll be right back.”
Standing up, he sprinted to the curtained area and rummaged though the cabinets until he found the thermometer.
Returning to Narutos side he placed the thing in the blonds ear and pressed the button to get the read out.
102.34
“Shit.”
Removing it from the blond morrons ear, Sasuke shook it then put it back in and pushed the button.
102.40
He was no doctor, he did not know what to do to bring a fever down. The blond was ill because of the infection
in his stomach and any thing he did to bring the fever down would just be a temporary fix until Naruto could
have the surgery he needed. Still, as the blue eyed teen lay gasping on the cold floor, twisting around so
that he could get off the tiles already warmed by his body heat and on to fresh cold ones, the drive to do
something to help him was almost overwhelming.
Whenever he had a fever, Martha had always given him something that tasted horrible and made him sleep,
to wake up and be fine. But then he never had anything serious, just a bout or two of the flu. Setting the
thermometer next to the panting teen, Sasuke gently shook the blonds shoulder to get Naruto to open his eyes.
“Naruto, how do you bring a fever down?”
“How bad is it?”
“Your at 102 and climbing.”
“Motrin and cold cloths.”
Sasuke watched as the tired blue eyes closed and then jumped up and grabbed some of the hand towels
kept with the regular towels for the showers. Going to the bath room and putting them in the sink and turning the
faucet to the coldest setting. Hearing the pipes groan and nothing come out of them, he cursed, picked the
towels up and went to the shower.
The larger pipes were less likely to freeze and sure enough water came spurting out of the shower head.
Drenching his arm and the towels in the cold water then ringing them out, he returned to the blonds side.
Sasuke place a towel on Narutos forehead, making the blond open his eyes but close them right away. The other
towels were placed on his over heating body and Sasuke was unsure if he should put one on the infected wound.
He thought heat drew infection out, but he needed to lower the blonds body temp.
“It’s ok Sasuke, just stay here, I’ll be fine.”
The raspy voice of Naruto made him look at the half lidded eyes and see that the corners of the blonds mouth were
lifted in to small smile.
“What about the Motrin?”
“It’ll be locked up, in the office. I could not swallow it anyway. Just stay here.”
Naruto had grabbed his pant leg again and Sasuke acquiesced, getting himself comfortable sitting with his back
leaning on Narutos bunk, right next to the blonds head.
Nami had not taken the remote from them before leaving so Sasuke hit the button and caught the tail end of the news.
The night ticked on, with Sasuke getting up and changing the towels that covered Naruto after every infomercial.
Several hours in to the night, he had gone to soak the towels again when a hoarse voice cried out, “No.”
The raven haired teen darted out of the bathroom just as Naruto curled in to a ball and screamed. Rushing to the
blonds side as Naruto twisted about on the floor, fighting people who were not there. One flailing hand caught
Sasuke in the chest as he sat next to Naruto, more startling that hurting him and he held on to the wrist to
keep the blond from hitting him again.
“Naruto calm down, your making it worse.”
The sick blond teen tried to pull his hand away from the worried teen that held it and cried out when
Sasuke did not let go.
“Stop, no more, please stop.”
Naruto began to thrash, kicking out from his curled position and clipping Sasuke with a few awkward punches.
The raven haired teen watched as the blond twisted and lunged, so desperate to get away from his memories.
The stitched up cut over his stomach started to bleed and had yellow oozing out with the crimson.
‘Not good.’
Gritting his teeth Sasuke laid down on the cold floor next to Naruto and gathered the thrashing teen in to
his arms. Holding him. Preventing him from making the wound any worse. Naruto gave a few strangled
cries and tried to push Sasuke away, but the raven haired teen held on to the sweat soaked flesh of
Naruto’s back, pressing the tan face against his collar bone. Murmuring nonsense things that seemed to
calm the fevered teen.
Later as rhythmic breathing suggested that the blond was asleep, he set the blond back on to the floor
and retrieved the abandoned towels from the bathroom. Placing the damp towels on the blond he
found the thermometer two bunks over from Naruto knocking it away when he started to thrash.
Talking to him, knowing that he would not respond but not wanting to surprise him, Sasuke took
Naruto’s temp again.
104.12
Twisting around, he looked at the clock. 2:30 AM, Shizune would not come in until 7 and there was
no sign of Nami.
Panic had been slowly creeping in to the iron front of the pale Uchiha. The body stopped working at 106
and Naruto was slowly getting closer to it.
Naruto needed help, not just cold clothes placed over him. Sasuke could feel a lump of cold dread settle
in his stomach as a hour ticked by and Narutos fever rose. The blond would squirm and hiss in pain and
the raven haired teen could tell that with out help Naruto would not make it the night.
He was sitting next to his friend, watching him die.
Tears jumped to his dark eyes as the conclusion he had been avoiding became to obvious to negate.
Panic coursed through the normally stoic young man and he jumped up from the blonds side and ran
to the locked door. Pounding on it and screaming for all he was worth. Nami was a whore, a bitch a
thousand other things, but she could help Naruto.
Beating the solid door until his fists hurt, he heard the blond whine in his fevered state, no longer
able to cry out. Slowly he slumped down to his knees and set his fore head on the cold metal of the
door. He had to help Naruto, but how? The orphanage was so old that the telephone was mounted
outside the door because there was no in wall wiring, so he could not call any one for help. Nami was
indisposed at the moment and to preoccupied to hear his calls for help.
God, he wished Martha was here, or Shizune. Both of them would be able to help Naruto. Martha
had given him her home phone number, fat lot of good it was doing tucked away in his cell phone
locked in the safe.
Looking over at the iron block that sat under the desk he cursed the damn nurse. A small red light
caught his attention from the top of the desk in the general area of Nami’s purse. The pink bag
had been knocked to its side in the nurses temper tantrum and the red light was blinking from its depths.
Slowly Sasuke got up and went to the pink bag and removed the cell phone that had a cat on its
cover that blinked red eyes. A small smile graced the Uchiha’s face and he flipped the cell phone
open only to find that there was no signal.
Naruto groaned and twisted on the floor, Sasuke looked up from the phone and out at the blond
through the large glass window. Looking over he saw the numbers of all the nurses taped to the
glass, Shizune was the topmost one and he punched the number in.
Walking out of the office and waving the phone around like it was some sort of divining rod, Sasuke
searched for a signal. Thinking that it would be stronger if the room had any windows he darted to
the bathroom. The squares of opaqued glass shined with frost and the raven haired teen reached the
phone up towards the shimmering light.
A single bar flashed on to the screen then disappeared. Cursing, he climbed on to the urinal so
that he was closer to the window and tried again, getting the bar to stay, he hit send and the phone
begin to ring.
It took ten rings before Shizune picked up with a groggy “hello?”
“Shizune!!! It’s Naruto, he’s sick, I can’t find Nami, Hello? Hello?”
Ripping the phone from his ear, Sasuke looked at the blank screen. Apparently, the blinking cats eyes
meant the battery was low. Cursing, his foot slipped and he fell from his precarious perch, soaking his
foot in the inch of water that resided at the bottom of the urinal.
A steady stream of curses flowed from his mouth as he returned to Narutos side. Hopefully Shizune would
come. Hopefully he would not get cholera from whatever was in the urinal. The blond teen had stopped
moving and had been just laying on the floor for awhile now, but as Sasuke sat next to him, the blue
eyes opened and a hoarse voice whispered.
“Sasuke, stay.”
The raven haired teen felt a burning hot hand grip his pant leg at his thigh and watched as the blue
eyes closed and Naruto resumed his panting. Removing the towel from his forehead, Sasuke ran his
fingers through the damp, blond bangs.
“I’ll stay right here.”
Naruto made a small sound, like a whimper and Sasuke returned the wet towel to his forehead.
Half an hour later the door burst open and Shizune came storming in. Snow clung to her dark hair and
she was panting like she had just sprinted from her car. Her dark eyes looked over the room and spotted
the Uchiha sitting on the floor and she sprinted over to kneel next to Naruto.
Sasuke could not hide the look of relief that spread across his face at the appearance of the nurse. She
would help Naruto, he would not be alone in watching over the blond. She pulled her mittens off and placed
one hand next to the infected and oozing wound. The other hand grabbed the thermometer and placed
it in Narutos ear.
105.03
What happened next was a blur as Shizune and Sasuke carried Naruto to the metal table and Shizune
started to work. Removing the blonds sweat pants and starting an IV. Sasuke stood to the side and watched
her place ice packs from the now unlocked freezer around Naruto and administer something via the IV to bring
his temp down. Then she was on the phone in the hall, then back at the blonds side. A whirling ball of efficiency
that pressed a cup of hot coco in to his hands and told him to sit down on the nearest bunk as she checked
the blonds temp again.
He could not sit, he could not leave him, what if something happened?
So he stood next to Naruto and sipped the hot chocolate with shaking hands. Something almost had
happened. Naruto was so close to not waking up that it still scared him.
Looking over the blond on the table who was wearing only the white boxers the orphanage provided,
Sasuke spotted another hand shaped bruise on the tanned hip. Setting the cup of coco down he walked
over and place his hand on top on the bruise, having to switch sides so that he could get his hand in to the
proper position.
The bruise rested at the top of Narutos pelvis, heal of the hand down and fingers splayed up, the thumb mark
was on the front and the pinky was on his back. It was a odd way for a hand print to be placed. The person either
had to of been lower than Naruto and reaching up, or between the blonds legs pulling the teen towards him.
Sasuke’s eyes grew wide and he looked at the other bruise he had questioned Naruto earlier about. The blueish
mark that marred his shoulder was in the same basic position as this one.
Left shoulder right hip. Holding the shoulders down and forcing the hips up. Naruto had been raped again. Not only
did the fucks cut his face, they raped him again.
Looking up to the face that still had the bandages covering it, Sasuke sighed. He had promised not to say that
they talked to each other, but this had to be brought out in to the open. He had been raped here, no wonder he
did not feel safe.
Softly he called Shizune over and showed her the bruise’s on his friend, then showed her that they were at least
a size bigger then his hands and asked were he got them.
A dark look crossed her face and she went and made more phone calls. When the doctor she called came, he
had a nurse armed with a rape kit with him and the imposing form of Ibiki in his wake.
Once again he stood at Narutos head, with a hand on the blonds shoulder and staring at the wall so he could
not see what the doctor was doing down there on his friend. Each of the nurses held one of Narutos legs in to the
correct position for the doctor to work and Ibiki was sanding in the hall.
This time Naruto was mostly out of it and did not fight the doctor, making it go a lot quicker. Even after it was
done with, he stayed standing next to Narutos head. Tucking a few wild strands of blond hair behind his ear
and murmuring that it was going to be alright.
The tan flesh was no longer heated and the wound on his side had been opened and drained. Naruto was still
hooked up to the IV and had a towel over his waist to provide some modesty. The doctor, a young man with l
arge glasses and bucked teeth gave his report to Ibiki.
“He was raped with in the last 24 hours, the tissue is bruised and torn but there was no other evidence found.
As for his stomach, it can still be treated with antibiotics so he’ll have to wait a little longer to have the surgery.”
Shizune started to argue with the man saying that Naruto needed it now, but the doctor shook his head and r
epeated himself. Then there was Ibiki, who had stayed quietly out of the way until now. He started to ask question
after question about who was with Naruto the last day and when she said Orochimaru she just as quickly dismissed
the idea.
Kabuto had said that the pallid man had to take a call and was in the hallway for the majority of the time.
Coming in and finding Naruto in the bathroom with his face cut after he had finished his business. It would
of been suspicious if it was just Orochimaru’s testimony but with doctor Kabuto backing his alibi, there was
no questioning it.
Sasuke listened to the grilling the scarred man gave Shizune and looked up when Nami walked in at 6:30.
Half an hour before Shizune was supposed to show up. The dark haired nurse looked over to the bottle blond
and Sasuke could see the anger flowing through Shizune.
“Your fired.”
It was calm, collected and did not sound like she meant it.
“What”
“I said your fired. I never want to see you again, your negligence almost killed Naruto. Leave now.”
Ibiki cleared his throat and told her to hold on, he grabbed his trench coat and walked with her, grilling her
about the same things he had just asked Shizune.
Naruto woke up to the harsh over head lights and groaned, turning his head and seeing Sasuke standing
next to the table he was on. Concern flooded the pale features and the blond could see the pale hand s
haking around a half empty cup.
He had been aware, in some part of his mind, of what was going on around him and had heard the doctor
say that he would have to wait to have the surgery. He looked up at the pale face with the worry lines and
dark circles around the eyes from lack of sleep. Sasuke had stayed next to him through out it all. Threw the
fever and the thrashing, the rape kit and the treatment, Sasuke never left him.
Slowly he reached out with the hand that was not hindered with an IV and grabbed the raven haired teens
shirt. Making the teen look away from the nurse that was still talking to the doctor.
Sasuke let out a raged breath and called Shizune over. Then they helped him in to a new set of clothes and in
to his bed, setting the IV stand up next to him so he would be more comfortable as he received his medications.
After Shizune walked away, to try to convince the doctor to give him the surgery, Sasuke sat on the bed
opposite the IV stand, leaned over him and set his forehead on his shoulder in an odd imitation of a hug.
“Don’t you fucking dare die on me, dobe. Don’t you leave me behind to. Just wait and they’ll get you that damn
surgery you need.”
Naruto smiled and gently tugged on the raven haired teen so that Sasuke was laying next to him on the bed.
Sasuke shifted uncomfortably from the closeness and Naruto scooted back, giving him more room on the bed.
The dark eyed teen was taking Narutos brush with death harder then he was. But then Naruto already knew that
he was going to die. Orochimaru no longer needed him, the man that was interested in “fostering” him was the
elder Uchiha. He had been taken for just the weekend so the Uchiha could try him out and see if he was worth the
money Orochimaru would charge to have an orphan vanish from the city records.
Now with everything that had happened, there was no way he could be “fostered out.” He knew the scam
Orochimaru was pulling and was a liability to the snake. That was why the snake like man was so paranoid about him
talking.
The pallid man could not just kill him and be done with it, but he could deny him the medical treatment he
needed. Orochimaru was the final person that would have to approve the money for the surgery and all he
had to do was get a doctor that said that it could still be treated with antibiotics and the orphanages policy
would do the rest. They would keep waiting for the wound to get bad enough, when it already was. He would
die slowly from infection or starvation because he could not eat like this.
Tears jumped to his eyes and the blond looked out at Shizune, still arguing with the doctor. She was the one
that was going to take the fall for him dying. Sasuke was this shaken up with him getting sick, how would he
take waking up and seeing him dead.
The lump in his throat that he had managed to keep at bay every time he thought about his fate, came back
with renewed force. He was going to die here and it scared the shit out of him. He would never see Sakura again
or eat ramen, all that was left for him was these dreary cracked walls.
Tears dripped silently down his face and were brushed away by a pale hand.
“It’ll be okay Naruto, Shizune will get you that surgery soon.”
Looking over to the pale face that was hovering close to his, the blond could see the hope that was in the dark
eyes. It was wrong to let him think that he would get out of here, glancing towards the door and seeing Shizune
still fighting with the doctor over the severity of his condition, he decided to tell him.
“Sasuke, I’m not going to get the surgery, the guy that did this to me is the one that has to approve it and
he never will.”
Naruto felt Sasuke go ridged and the hand that had brushed his tears away, gripped his shoulder.
“Orochimaru.”
Panic flashed in Narutos head as Sasuke said the name but the raven haired teen gave a sly smile and t
old him to calm down.
“How did you know it was him?”
“His story about what happened to your face did not add up. Kabuto never left the room during our
session so there was no way he could of seen Orochimaru walking the halls, talking on his cell phone
and the other thing is that the cell phone would not work in here. The walls are to thick, I had to stand
on the urinal to get a single bar of signal and the hallway would not have any. Besides he’s a gangly
guy with large hands.”
Naruto looked at Sasuke in shock and had to clear his throat before speaking.
“Did you tell?”
“No, I just figured it out when you said that he was the one that had to finalize the approval for the surgery.”
“Are you going to tell?”
“Do you want me to?”
“He’ll just come up with something to slander us and prove his innocence.”
“That’s what I figured to.”
Naruto sighed and looked away, they were back at square one. Orochimaru was one hell of a neat freak. There was
no doubt that he had already, somehow made his cell phone record match his story and had gotten the person the
was supposed to be talking to, versed on the conversation that they never had.
Sasuke’s arm that was still draped across his chest, gently shook him and he looked back at the raven haired teen
that was still laying next to him.
“Can you wait a week?”
“Why?”
“The school is coming here to do some community service and we can get out of here in the confusion. I’ll take
you to the privet hospital and pay for the surgery.”
“How do you know that?”
“I was on the student council, remember, we talked about it right before I went and found a rat chewing on you.”
Naruto opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to voice a protest but never made it. The privet hospital
was not under Orochimaru’s jurisdiction and Sasuke said he would pay for it. That went against his independent ways,
but the thought of dying here was enough to make him rethink it. Plus it was not going to put to much of a strain on
Sasuke’s accounts. Not with 12 insurance policies freshly cashed.
“Okay.”
The blond looked over at the Uchiha and raised his eyebrows in surprise. Sasuke had fallen asleep, for the first time
in since he had been here, he had fallen asleep. One arm still draped over the blonds chest protectingly and his pale
forehead rested against Narutos shoulder. There was still a gap between their bodies and Naruto used the space to
wiggle, attempting to get the blanket over the both of them, but only managed to send it to the floor.
Shizune picked it up and spread it over the both of them, patting Naruto on the head and winking before retreating
to the office