Baggage

Rat

He's holding him.

Him and his sweaty pale face.

Trying with every bit of patience he has left to get the boy in his arms to understand that it is him who has him in his arms.

And not Orochimaru in his old state.

Or maybe even someone worse.

The blond can feel tears running from under Sasuke's bandages.

But as the blond tries to rub them off on my jeans, he smells the painfully familiar scent of blood on his skin. And he shivers again for he knows that he will once again have to meet was is left of Sasuke's eye socket. But as he tries to once again try and stand, as he holds Sasuke slightly in his grasp. But as he re;eases the ravens hands, his jaw is struck upwards like a nasty sounding crack.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Naruto shrieks as he seizes Sasuke by his wrist and loses it completely. Yelling and screaming at him even though he cannot see or hear his anger. "I'm trying to fucking help you! Your eye is bleeding out!"

Sasuke's mouth opens and closes in an attempt to scream for help. Or maybe he is begging to understand.

"Shut your fucking mouth!" Naruto screams in fury as he grabs hold of Sasuke's face and presses it to his own. Until the two boys' foreheads go numb from the pressure that Naruto applies. But it doesn't calm Sasuke down nearly enough for him to stop desperately touching and feeling for Naruto's fingers. Or whose ever fingers he thought they were.

Damnit was is he doing! He can't keep up like this!

Establish communication... Naruto thinks with annoyance and frustration as he rips his forehead from Sasukes with a grunt.

He thinks of himself as stupid in a sense as he stands and leaves the person he was supposed to care for on the floor, still lost and confused.

Who was he to to think more of himself than a delivery boy?

He has made his goal already!

He has brought Sasuke Uchiha home!

So why did he even-

He feels something cold...

A palm.

Hand palm.

Sasuke palm around his index and middle finger.

Rat...

Naruto lowers himself down at an hour per second.

He lets his hand straighten up.

A whoosh of cold air and chakra stiffens and flows through the air.

Naruto feels Sasuke's hand tighten around his fingers.

He looks down at Sasuke's mouth, which is opening and closing like that of a baby gasping under hot water.

The syllables and noises are absent in his breaths of air that leave his mouth.

But Naruto sees what he is trying to say.

So he presses his forehead against Sasukes again.

Lighter this time.

"Yeah, it's me Sasuke," Naruto whispers as he nods with a slight smile. "I'm...

I'm sorry that I yelled at you."