Babysitted by the Uchiha Avenger

Chapter 4

Sasuke's amazing lightning fast reflexes had me flung across the room before I could even think Naruto.

"You bitch! You did lie to me!" His voice was thick, dripping with his Japanese accent. I felt warm, sticky blood trickle down my head  from where I hit it against the wall. My vision was hazy, and my body felt three times heavier.

"Sasuke!" Naruto's voice cut in. "I followed you here! She had nothing to do with it!"

Sasuke's glare snapped to him. "And why the hell are you here?"

Naruto's voice was quiet but made an impact. "You know why."

I blinked several times, focussing my vision and looked to Naruto.

His headband was tied around his neck, like mine was, and he wore a white shirt and dark jeans with tartan converse. He looked cool, with his blond hair in a spiky, ruffled mess. The whiskers on his cheeks were there too.

Sasuke flexed his jaw. "I'm not going back to that stupid hell hole, alright?" Naruto exhaled sharply. "Okay, fine! Then just...let's just hang out, okay?" Sasuke seemed taken aback. "H-hang out?"

"Yeah. Just like before." Naruto looked exhausted. "I'm tired of arguing with you every time I see you. For once, can we just hang out?" He broke out into a sudden grin. "I'll go straight back to whooping your ass and dragging you back home afterwards, I promise." Sasuke blinked a few times in disbelief. His guard was down; I remembered his eyes when he asked me about Naruto earlier.

When he read Shippuden earlier.

Obviously, Sasuke's will was crumbling slightly. He relaxed from his defensive stance and swallowed. "Fine," his voice was quiet. "But only because I think you should have a look at this." I was still struggling to stand up. Man, I don't know how hard he threw me but it hurt.

"Sasuke?" I groaned. He suddenly remembered I was here. "Oh, shit!" He cursed, helping me up and over to the couch. "Are you alright?" My speech was slurred, "Do I look alright?" Naruto was beside me now, too.

"Is she from Konoha?" he growled. "Sasuke, you sick bastard, did you take her hostage?"

I tried to shake my head. "Issa toy." Oh man, I could barely talk straight.

Sasuke flipped me onto my stomach and untied the headband, flinging it across the room. It made a hollow ringing noise as it landed on the floor.

 "Hey, be curful wif dat." I giggled slightly. I sounded ridiculous. Soft hands poked at a sore spot on my head, making me wince. "Quidit."

Sasuke sighed, exasperated. "Naruto, find some first aid stuff. Try the kitchen." I could almost picture Naruto rolling his eyes when he replied. "I have one here — if you hadn't left, you'd know the new protocol."

Sasuke growled. "I thought we weren't going to bring that up tonight."

There was a short period where no one spoke but there was the rustling of paper as Sasuke — or Naruto, I couldn't tell which — fiddled with some disinfectant and band-aids. I winced again as the cool but stinging disinfectant was applied by gentle fingers. I couldn't imagine Sasuke had finger tips as soft as these — he seemed too tough for that. I tried to remember the texture of his palms from when he pinned me to the wall earlier. I couldn't remember a thing.

"There," mumbled Naruto. My suspicions were confirmed; Naruto had girly soft hands. I tried to sit up again, but I felt incredibly sleepy.

"Wha...?"

"I put something in there to knock her out for a while," Sasuke said. His voice sounded muffled, like someone had wrapped a blanket around his head. "When she wakes up, she'll be groggy, but completely fine."

I began to panic. What? No! I wanted to spend my evening with my heroes!

I desperately tried to get up, using all of my strength, but it was no use.

"Wait," I tried to say, but my voice was lost when I needed it most. Wait! I tried again, but I was so exhausted that I could barely think the word.

The last thing I remember was Sasuke scooping me up in his arms.

Then everything went black.