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Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto or any of its characters. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto....
The prequel to 4” x 6”, which wasn't supposed to come out, but Seraphina DW commented on the large time lapse between Sasuke's retrieval - which never happened in the manga and I am still not pleased about it - to how the two of them have gotten so close. And well, I do like to indulge...
Author's note: This was written before RL tried to kill me. I have no idea when this - or anything else for that matter - will be updated...
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“Shit! Fuck! And did I mention shit?!”
“Shut up, idiot.”
“No! You shut up! You broke my arms!”
“You broke my leg and dislocated my shoulder, but you don't see me cursing the daylights out of you.”
“I know you, you asshole. You're cursing on the inside!”
“You don't know me, moron. If you did, you wouldn't have brought me back.”
There was a moment of intense silence where the only sound was the soft scuffing sound of their feet and the singing of the unsuspecting birds. Sasuke shifted his left arm and tried to hook it more firmly around his blonde companion's shoulder as he hobbled unsteadily beside the other boy.
So that was an uncalled for remark, but sue him for still being bitter and angry about being dragged back to Konoha against his wishes by an overly stubborn Naruto who refused to let him the fuck go. Yes, Uchiha Sasuke was an ungrateful bastard, but god damn it, he wasn't planning to part with his body in the first place. But then, he should've expected Naruto to have missed the lesson on deception and the like.
He had planned to skip out or kill Orochimaru before the delusional man could sink his claws - fangs - into his body. And the old snake knew it too, but that wasn't really of his concern. Orochimaru needed him too much to not keep him by his side, and the fact that Naruto and his pervert of a teacher had barged in two years after his departure ruined his plans. He was stronger, stronger than Naruto by a slither of a margin, but he wasn't strong enough. Still not strong enough to kill him.
It was nearing a month since his return and aside from these training sessions - it was more like beat-the-crap-out-of-each-other-and-try-to-break-as-many-bones-as-possible sessions - he had been forbidden to do anything. No missions, no going out of Konoha, no nothing. He was never to be left alone, there were always a team of Anbu shadowing his every move - why they weren't helping them at the moment was beyond him. Kakashi was his designated guardian, which was no surprise considering no one wanted to be saddled with a nutcase - he was unstable, he'd admit to that - like him, and Naruto had taken it upon himself to be his constant companion/nuisance.
Sasuke had guessed that Naruto was spending so much time with him was because the blonde was afraid he'd run off again, so they sparred. They ended up spending more time in the hospital getting patched up by an angry and annoyed Sakura than doing any actual sort of training, he suspected that was part of the plan too. It wasn't that he would try killing said blonde again - once was enough in Sasuke's opinion, the sound of flesh ripping was something he would never be able to forget - but during the course of fighting things escalated and they just end up ripping into each other. Hence why they were currently making their way painfully back to the centre of Konoha.
He had managed to snap both Naruto's arms - the blonde just wouldn't give up even when one of his arms was hanging uselessly - and in retaliation Naruto had broken his right leg with a well chakra channeled kick and proceeded to dislocate his shoulder. All in all, this was normal. And Sasuke suspected that this was a healthy way for the both of them to let out some of their anger, but sometimes he wished they found a new method of doing things, he was running out of bones to be broken.
Feeling his arm slip, Sasuke clung on tighter - Naruto couldn't hold on to him even if he wanted to - and hopped closer to the silently fuming blonde.
“Oi,” he muttered, stomping down the guilt that was slowly but surely welling up. “Slow down, stupid.”
“Shut up, Sasuke,” Naruto hissed, but slowed to accommodate his friend anyway. “You're an ungrateful bastard, you know that?”
“You just realised this now?”
“Shut the fuck up! Do you actually want to let that snake get your body?”
“We've been over this!” he hissed back just as angrily, eyes narrowing as pain shot up his unresponsive shoulder. “What I do with my body is none of your business, Naruto! If I want to give it away to a maniac bent on getting his revenge on Konoha then I can give it away to a maniac bent on getting his revenge on Konoha. You have no say in the matter!”
“The fuck I don't!” Naruto all but screamed. “You're my best friend, Sasuke! And before you go denying that fact, that third tomoe proves that I am. I fucking nearly died because you were so bent on putting that there!”
Sasuke opened his mouth to protest - something along the lines of 'I was trying to get the Mangekyo Sharingan and not this so that doesn't mean you're my best friend, HA!' - but was cut off as Naruto continued on his tirade.
“So I have every right to beat some sense into that thick skull of yours!”
“Thick skull? I have a thick skull?” And did he mention he had gotten a lot more talkative over the last month because of these constant arguments? “This coming from the person who's too stubborn to listen—”
“Shut up, Sasuke! Just shut up! I don't care if you want to go and ruin your life, but you're not ruining anyone else's because you're too stubborn and selfish and oh-so-fixated on Itachi!”
He flinched. Naruto was vicious when he was angry.
“And how do you suggest I go ruin my life without ruining anyone else's if you wouldn't let me go?”
“Fucked if I know,” Naruto snorted and shifted ever so slightly to try and support more of Sasuke's weight. “You're tied to us whether you like it or not, bastard, so before you go giving away parts of yourself to some snake-loving pervert think about the fact that we own a part of you too.”
“You have no claim over me, Naruto. None of you do!”
“Don't we?”
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