Sasuke Says {SasuNaru} - FastForward (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 12

Sasuke Says.

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September 30th, 11:43

Minato took a slow, deep breath, one hand covering his mouth and the other holding the mouse. He didn't know how to feel about this last video, mostly because the kidnappers seemed to constantly be changing around. Not to mention it was the choppiest one yet.

First he'd seen the one guy trying to kiss Naruto. Then it had cut to his son getting slammed in the shin with a lead pipe. Then it had cut to his son making out with who he could only assume was another kidnapper, since he was shorter and less built than the first. Naruto had spat in his face, and the video had ended.

That left a lot of questions. Why there were so many cuts, why his son had fought harder on the first kidnapper than he had the second, why it had stopped where it had, just... why? He didn't like all the questions bouncing around in his head, which was precisely why he hadn't let Kiba watch it when he'd dropped by earlier, and why he refused to tell Tsunade what was in it.

He didn't think it had anything to do with his son, exactly, but he felt that, considering what the men were doing to him, Naruto was being remarkably lenient. Then again, with the number of injuries the other was getting, he felt he was going to actually need to call a doctor once his son got home, just to make sure there was no permanent damage.

Minato was glad that, so far, there didn't seem to be any lasting psychological damage. That was good, because it was already hard on his son to not be able to use the bathroom without freaking out, he didn't want him to start being a hermit because of these people.

But still, his son didn't seem close to being released, and he was slowly losing hope that the kidnapper was actually being truthful. After all, what proof did he have that Naruto would be returned before Christmas? What if this never ended?

Minato would never stop paying, of course not, but he was slowly beginning to have problems with accepting everything that was happening to the blond teenager. In a way, it felt like he was suffering more than his son was, which he knew was selfish and ridiculous to believe, but based on how the other was in his videos, and then comparing it to how he was falling apart sitting in his office, he felt inclined to believe he was suffering more.

And he was becoming obsessive. He could barely leave his office anymore for anything except going to the bathroom, doing a drop, or sleeping, and even the latter sometimes occurred in his office. He just couldn't stop looping the video. Couldn't stop staring at all the pictures of his son that he'd blown up and stuck all around the room. Couldn't stop going through his photo albums, and reading his notebooks of notes from class, and even his homework and essays.

He'd even found a whole bunch of notes between Naruto and Kiba in class, and had read through all of those. And then all the text messages on his son's phone which, in retrospect, had been a bad idea because most of them were Naruto asking to go over because he was pissed off at Minato again.

A knock at the door made him pause the video and turn to it, Tsunade opening it slowly and looking in at him. Then, she threw the door open and strode into the room, hands on her hips and a glare in her eyes.

"You, sir, stink."

It took a few seconds for the words to sink in, and Minato just stared at her incomprehensibly. "Excuse me?"

"You stink. I'm actually feeling sick standing in the same room as you." Tsunade passed him and forced open the two windows located behind his desk. "You haven't showered since Naruto was taken, and you stink."