Sasuke says.
October 11th, 08:17
Minato sat at his desk, rubbing his hand over his mouth while staring at his screen, a plate of half-eaten cake on the desk beside him. He'd realized after his breakdown that consistently re-watching the videos was a bad idea, and because he knew that every drop was in three day intervals, he knew the next one wasn't until tonight.
He knew he had to get the location, but he didn't want to watch the video. At the same time, he knew he didn't have the strength to play it without his curiosity making him want to know. He'd have to know what happened this time. What they'd put his son through.
Letting out a slow breath, he decided he could manage without watching it, and started the video. He immediately skipped to the end, trying to estimate where the location would be, and actually guessing fairly accurately. He paused it on the location, and let out a slow sigh, raking his hand through his hair.
He already knew what his next letter would say. Mostly, apologies to Naruto about having missed his birthday, again. Even though it technically wasn't his fault, it still kind of was. Naruto had been taken because of him, because of something he'd done to these people.
Naruto had had to spend his birthday with these kidnappers instead of at home, with him, or his best friend, or Tsunade, and he hated himself for that. And he wanted Naruto to know that he felt guilty for it. That he understood if his son never forgave him when he got home. He really hoped he did, but at least if he didn't, he would understand.
Then he'd have an actual reason to work so much and never be home. Naruto would never want to see him, after all. But if magically, for some reason, his son decided to forgive him, then he was going to have to do some serious rethinking of his priorities. Namely that his son always came first, and work always came second. He was going to change a lot about his life once Naruto came home.
Sighing and rubbing his face, he stood so he could go get ready to head to the bank. He knew the kidnappers had said the amount would make no difference, but he could tell it did. Somehow, he felt like regardless of the man's words, the amount he was sending was affecting his desire to send Naruto home sooner than he'd planned.
Which was the only reason he was going to take out an unnaturally large amount of money this time. Not that the previous time hadn't been large, but he was tired of this. So ridiculously tired. He wanted Naruto back, and he was going to prove it by giving them as much money as he could take out without making the bank suspicious.
Sooner or later, they'd have enough, right? They would have what they wanted from him and he'd get what he wanted, too.
He would finally get Naruto back.
Please, God, just let him get Naruto back!
October 11th, 11:44
Sasuke didn't know why Itachi was home, but he really wished he wasn't, if only because for once in his life, the asshole was actually being loud. He knew it was because Itachi wanted him to come upstairs, but he wasn't ready to leave Naruto's side yet.
For one thing, the blond was really warm. For another, he was also naked. It was hard to want to pull away from a warm, naked Naruto. Then again, he still found it amazing the other had fallen asleep naked to begin with, considering Itachi was upstairs.
He could only assume the blond trusted he'd keep him safe. Which was true, because he would. Still, it was weird when he thought of how close they were, in pretty much every sense of the word.
Though now, Itachi's stomping was becoming annoying, so he shifted away from the blond, who let out a grunt, and sat up. Grabbing for his jeans, he stood and pulled them on, doing up his belt and turning back to Naruto when he heard him inhale deeply.
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FanfictionSasuke Says » Minato Namikaze took everything from the Uchiha family. Their money, their business, their home, absolutely everything. Now, Itachi and Sasuke are going to take it all back, and the only way to do that is to take what Minato holds dear...