Spiky hairs stuck straight up as the man sat in his chair, scribbling precisely on the black clipboard. His legs crossed in his dark blue dress pants.
"W-w-what do you mean?" Damn, Naruto thought, why are you stuttering?
The older man sighed lowly. Looking up from his writing, he gazed sharply at the patient. "I'm not playing games. Tell me what you remember last."
What the hell is up with this guy? What makes him think he's so superior? Naruto frowned and closed his eyes. His arms proceeded to fold across his slim chest.
"If you must know Uchiha you know nothing about this, so first let me explain what I think happened instead of demanding answers! Are you a doctor or not?"
The 'doctor' massaged his temples. "Idiot, I'm not a doctor yet. I'm training under Hatake-san. And, I wasn't demanding anything, I was trying to figure out what was going on."
The blond teen felt the tension in the room increase. What was up with this guy? He seemed so calm and cool, but then why was he getting all angry and calling him…what was that…idiot?
"T-teme! You're no help at all! I should go to this Hatake-san and tell him what a shitty job he's doing!" Sasuke fought the urge to shout back and settled on glaring instead. Naruto responded with a pouty glare of his own.
"My, my," A voice cut through, "What is this angry aura? And Naruto, I thought you knew me."
Naruto looked up. "Kakashi! Of course I know you!"
The man grinned and Naruto noticed that he was wearing a traveling cloak that hid his lower face. "You still haven't answered the question, Naru-chan. Why is Uchiha-san sitting on your bed?"
Naruto's attention was brought to Kakashi's apprentice, who, indeed was sitting on the edge of his bed, glare having melted off his face in realization. There was an awkward little moment of Kakashi grinning (presumably), Naruto staring, and Sasuke hopping off the bed and into his chair.
"I-I-Hatake-san. I don't think I want to do this session. Could you handle it?" Naruto glanced at the counselor oddly. He has his eyes closed and spoke quietly. Kakashi looked serious for a moment before smiling lightly and nodding. As the raven-haired man was exiting, a picture swam into Naruto's vision. One that he knew well…of a pale back, topped with black hair, walking away from him. A sudden wave of sadness filled his mind. A face…in pain…one eye…bloodred…a pink-haired girl screaming, "-"
The physiologist looked up. "If you want to call me that-"
"No! N-n-n-n-o! It's you! It's him! Everyone….everyone…they're here! This whole school! Him, you, Gaara, dog-boy!" Naruto looked up at Kakashi from his bed and saw the bewildered expression, then realized how panicky his voice sounded. A memory…a woman….anger…
A woman panting, her long hair glued to her temples. Angry, sorrowful eyes looking at him.
"What did you do? How are you seeing these….these…hallucinations! Did you talk to those kids from the Tails? The ones who sell the needles? You know those are drugs. You little *****, don't think you can go against my will!"
The little blonde boy covered his head with his arms, tears stinging his red cheeks. Anger. That woman was angry and disgusted, just like the villagers. The ones who shunned him for years. How could she hate him too?
"Kaa, Kaa, I-I love you" Hot water dripped down his face as his mother left the room, her back turned.
A warm hand was pressing on his forehead.
"Kakashi! I'm sorry, I just-"
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Naruto shook his head and Kakashi, once again, smiled warmly. His eyes said It's ok. It's ok, I understand.
"Write it down so you don't forget, if you want. I find it easier to organize my thoughts when I write. Maybe another time you'll feel like sharing, ne?"
From his cloak he pulled a black notebook and handed it to the teen along with a pen. Naruto's face broke out in a grin.
"Arigatou! I'll try my best, Kakashi! Oh, what's for dinner? I kinda skipped mine when I passed out and all…" He looked up sheepishly at the man. His belly growled in agreement.
Naruto sat back against his pillow. Dinner had been good, he'd ordered ramen! They actually gave you whatever food you asked for when you were in isolation and medical care. Naruto thought about what had happened in Konoha this time. The last time he'd fallen into the world had been around a month ago and they had finally figured out where Orochimaru's hideout was. This time, they were on a mission to bring him back and Sai was on their team. Sai, an odd subordinate of Danzou with a strange paleness to him. Also, all he seems to know about feelings is from books he reads. But, Naruto had discovered that he actual felt real feelings for his brother, before his brother had died. And, they'd found him…his best friend. For the first time in a little over two years! It was strange, seeing him. The alabaster skin, the cold eyes, the posture of someone threatening.
Unconsciously, Naruto shivered. The place on his back where he'd touched him prickled. His lips, so close to his ear, the wind ruffling his hair, time standing still. A shin of metal retreating from its case and nudging his ribs. And yet for some reason, Naruto still felt insanely responsible.
That night, Naruto watched T.V. until his head slumped on the pillow and he slept until dawn. Since Naruto no longer needed medical care, someone was sent to retrieve him and this time it was not Sasuke.
A boy with short spikey brown hair and a foolish grin entered the room where Naruto had just finished getting dressed into normal clothes. He was a little shocked by the sudden outburst that came with the child.
"Naruto-nii-chan!" he cried, "It's good to meet you, I'm Maru! At least, that's what you can call me. I don't like being named after the town very much.
"Nice to meet you, squirt," Naruto replied, testing waters.
"Hey! I'm no squirt! I'm the same age as you!"
"You are not."
"No. I know everything things I'm three years youger than I really am, but I'm not! Geez," Naruto grumbled, crossing his arms.
"Whatever weirdo," Konohamaru huffed and turned out to the door, "I'm supposed to take you to the rec room, ok?"
"Sure," Naruto said, ruffling Konohamaru's hair as he walked ahead of him down the hall to the white staircase. The boy shortly ran to catch up, yelling in protest.
It was awkward when Naruto first entered the 'Rec Room'. It was really more like, 'Room of a bunch of awkward mental patients who weren't really friendly with each other or wanting to be here, but at least it's better than being bored all day in your room'. What a mouthful to say. Naruto would call it the rec room for short. Definitely.
Spotting Gaara sitting near the trash cans, Naruto went over to sit by him. Gaara didn't look up and continued staring into space and tapping his foot. A pair of black earbuds were perched in the white shells of his ears.
"Hey, Gaara," Naruto said sort of softly. Gaara nodded in response, seemingly a bit embarrassing. It was no wonder since half the room was looking curiously at Naruto and Gaara.
That's when Naruto spotted it. It was almost as if fate was waiting for the right time to inevitably bring his eyes to the one secluded corner where a black-haired man was scribbling on a notebook, wearing glasses. Glasses! This was definitely material for Naruto to make fun of him for later, but just a split second later, his eyes looked up from the composition notebook and locked fiercely with Naruto's. Cursing in his head, Naruto turned away as quick as possible and it seemed that Sasuke was doing the same.
What the hell was he doing taking notes in a place like this? Sasuke was not drawing, that was certain and it seemed there was no handouts in sight. That must mean…is he taking notes on the students at the academy? No. That would be so disturbing….Sparing a glance, Naruto saw that the bespectacled apprentice was furiously scribbling again, as if the pencil were on fire. Mischievousness filled the blond boy's head. He grinned and gently lifted himself out of his seat.
Gaara's eyes shifted towards Naruto, but he took no notice. He was trying to be inconspicuous by hiding behind tall kids' heads while creeping to the location of the 'professional' doctor-in-training. He came around a row of chairs that was just behind Sasuke and inched down the line, very, very slowly. His heart raced with excitement as he reached Sasuke's chair and slowly lifted himself onto one knee. Sasuke would be so furious…
Looking over the black haired man's shoulder, he saw the 'notes' that the man was practically sucking face with. 'Arrived last of the crowd due to medical reasons. Seems to not make quick friends, lack of normal social beha-…'
"May I inquire as to why you're looking over my shoulder at my personal business?"
Naruto let out a shriek at which Sasuke winced before his brow tightening and eyes became stern.
"Uzumaki Naruto…don't make me call Hatake-sensei…" The whole room was focused on Naruto now, except Gaara, who seemed too embarrassed for him and instead focused on chipping silver nail polish. Sasuke really seemed to hate this new factor in the situation. Sasuke sighed and grabbed Naruto's forearm forcefully. "We're going to Hatake-sensei's office. You'll sure regret this…"
The whole room 'Ohh'd', but Naruto was feeling a little nervous. Sure, he had gotten in trouble at school before, but this school was small and no one else seemed to be sticking out as much as Naruto just had.
Black spikes bobbed up and down in front of Naruto as Sasuke marched Naruto down the hallway (the one with the view of the forest through the windows). Upon seeing the great distance from the humble window to the valley far far below where the city of Konoha sat, Naruto didn't even feel nervous anymore. All he could really feel was his feet moving and the soft hand that gripped his wrist in a way that did not indicate the anger that his counterpart had displayed just moments ago in front of a crowded rec room
And that is all. Hope you all like it.
Chapter 1- http://www.narutobase.net/forums/sho...22#post4909122
Chapter 2- http://www.narutobase.net/forums/sho...d.php?t=129129