Gone pt.1

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3rd pov

Day:1

Naruto picked up his phone and dialed Sasuke's number. . .

Nothing....

The blonde tried again. . .

Nothing...

And again. . .

Still nothing..

Naruto looked at his phone and tried one more time. . .

Nothing.

Day: 2

Naruto called suigetsu...

Phone:

S: yo Naruto whats up!

N: Hey Suigetsu, have you seen Sasuke?

S: no sorry I haven't...wait why? I thought he practicality lived there?

N: no its-nevermind...thanks anyways

S: ..are you okay? Do you want me to get Karin?

N: ..no he's probably at home so don't worry too much.

S: well...okay then...bye

N: bye

Nothing. . .

Day: 3

Naruto goes over to Sasuke's house...

*KNOCK KNOCK*

"AYEEEE NARUTO-CUTIEEEEE WHATS UP!" The tanned man hugged the smaller boy.

"Hey Kiba....is Sasuke here?" Naruto asked.

"Hm...no he didn't, I thought he was with you." Kiba said.

The blonde just shook his head sadly, looking down he saw a shadow.

"Oi whats going on?"

Naruto looked up to see Shikamaru in his lazy sweats and t-shirt. Kiba lost grip oh the blond and approached the genius.

"Sasuke is missing..." Kiba said while grabbing the house phone.

"And what do you think your doing?" Shikamaru questioned.

"Isn't it obvious? I'm calling police duhhh." Kiba said while punching in the number. Shikamaru then grabbed the phone away from him and raised it high.

"OI WHATS THE BIG IDEA! DONT YOU WANT TO GET SASUKE BACK HERE!?" The dog lover snapped at his best friend.

"You idiot! Quit being such a drama queen! Sasuke is probably having alone time. Plus I'm not to worried or caring about him. He's an adult, he can take care of himself."

You can hear Kiba growl at his friend as he attempted to get the phone back.

"WE'RE CALLING FOR HELP!"

"WE'RE STAYING AND WAITING!"

"CALL!"

"WAIT"

"CALL"

"WAIT"

"GUYS!!!!!"

The two friends looked at the blonde to see glossy azure eyes.

"Its okay....Sasuke is busy....don't worry...I'll be on my way now...bye." the blonde said while exiting the house.

The brunette and coal haired men looked at each other and frowned.

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