A/N: Hello peoples!!! Long time no see huh?
Hehe, well this just randomly popped outta' no where while i was listening to music, so i just wrote it down and here it is, for your enjoyment (i hope =3)

Warnings: SasuNaru, yaoi, rape, violence, some language, and lemon in later chapters
Disclaimer: I wish i did own it, but i don't

Gorgeous azure eyes stared into lifeless onyx ones. The two shinobi were both tensed and ready to spring at any moment.

And of course, Naruto, being the hyper-active blonde that he is, struck first.

This wasn't the first time the two had fought over the last few years. Naruto had been trying desperately to bring Sasuke back to Konoha, ever since he finished his own training with Jariaya. Of course, Sasuke was persistent to stay with Orochimaru, even after his brother had been killed almost a year ago.

They fought for a long time, Naruto landing a few blows here and there, but Sasuke staying totally on the defensive. When Naruto picked up on this he jumped away from the brunette.

"Oi, Sasuke, fight back!" He thought that Sasuke was trying to take it easy on him, but it was actually much deeper than that.

"Hn," was the only response that came from the Uchiha before he looked behind the blonde – to briefly for said blonde to notice – and then threw a kunai at him.

As expected, Naruto was so busy blocking the kunai; he didn't pay attention to the jutsu being mumbled behind him until it was too late. His vision blurred and he fell to knees.

"Sa-suke," The blonde whispered before his world was overcome by darkness.

-2 Months Later-

This is hell right?
Being endlessly tortured everyday.
No, scratch that, just endlessly tortured. I don't even know when one day ends and another begins at this point. I only know when he's here and when he's not here. When the pain comes and when it goes.
Anyway, yeah, that sounds like hell to me.
I wonder when I died……

The sound of the door unlocking interrupted the young blonde's random thoughts. He always blocked out any thoughts whenever his torturer returned to him.

It made the whole experience easier. Of course, there was nothing really easy about this whole situation. The only thing that made it easier was the bliss that came with the cuts he received.

"Did you miss me Naru-chan," hissed the snake who'd just entered the room. He wasn't expecting an answer to his sarcasm, of course. His precious blond never talked to him anymore. In fact, that was the whole reason he'd come to visit his little toy today. The poor thing hadn't been talking or making any sort of indication that he actually had a brain functioning inside his body. Things weren't fun if the blond didn't squirm a little.

"Fine then Naru-chan, have it your way. I'm really getting sick of your attitude." As the ghostly pale man made his way towards the bed where the blond lie, he allowed the velvet robe he was wearing to pool at his feet.

Skin of almost pure white blocked Naruto's view of the room as his torturer stood naked in front of him. He would've rolled his dull blue eyes if it were appropriate, and if it wouldn't cause him to get hit.

Pale hands slid up and down the side of Naruto's naked body. He frowned when the tan skin didn't shiver like it used to.

"Ok Sasuke, come in," he gestured towards the door and in walked the raven himself.

The Uchiha casually strode into the room, not knowing why his master had requested to see him. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the raven, his former comrade had been rapped in a blanket and was now being carried over to him by the snake.

"Sasuke, I must ask you to do me a favor. I would ask Kabuto to do this task, but he wouldn't treat it with enough care, thus I'm entrusting it with you."

"What do you want? I don't appreciate you wasting my time," Sasuke growled glaring into the golden eyes that stared down at him.

Orochimaru had asked for Sasuke's assistance while he was in the middle of training. This aggravated the brunette immensely, but he knew that if he didn't then he wouldn't learn any new techniques so he agreed. Then Orochimaru just told him to meet with him in one of the secret rooms. The rogue had been expecting details but none were presented to him and his patience was wearing thin.

The Sanin simply placed the bundle of blankets into the Uchiha's pale hands. When those same hands attempted to unwrap it, Orochimaru quickly held a sword to his throat.

"Listen to me very carefully Uchiha, because I'll only say this once," he hissed in Sasuke's ear. "Don't remove that blanket until you've returned to your room. From then on if anything should happen to him, I will not hesitate to kill you. Your job is to guard him with your life and watch over him until he is completely healed. All of the medicines we have here are available to you. Keep him with you at all times but make sure no one sees him, or at the very least make sure no one recognizes him. Once he's healed you shall return him to me in perfect condition, understood?"

Sasuke thought is was funny how Orochimaru was trying to threaten him, but he held back his smirk. Even though he didn't appreciate the threat, he wanted to continue learning new jutsus from this man so he would accept the task.

However, he needed answers first. "Why not request this of Kabuto? He could heal him much faster with jutsu than I can with normal methods. And why can't anyone see him?"

"Like I said, Kabuto wouldn't handle this assignment with enough care, even if I requested it. You're the only one here who I can truly trust with this. Don't worry; everything shall become clear once you realize who that is."

He gave a curt nod before the sword was pulled away and he was allowed to leave the room. The trust that Orochimaru was showing towards him was very uncharacteristic and it bothered him.

Ever since the Uchiha had arrived at the base with Orochimaru the snake had seemed to distrust him slightly. He was completely confined to this base unless Orochimaru or Kabuto was escorting him on a mission or something of that nature. This sudden urgent mission seemed extremely off.

The curiosity was eating him up inside as he walked gingerly to his room. If he was going to have to take care of this person, he might as well do his very best. After all, Uchiha's never did things half-assed.

He had not the slightest idea what person could be so important that Orochimaru would threaten his life of all people, and then not trusting Kabuto was even stranger.

In the meantime, the blond whom was wrapped snuggly inside the tattered dirty blanket began pondering what he would do with his time away from Orochimaru. He had no idea who was healing him because the voice was muffled, but he did know that this person would be caring for him.

Of course, just because that person had sworn to heal him and guard him, didn't mean that Naruto trusted him. He knew that this person was only giving him a false sense of hope so that he'd be more vulnerable once he returned to that snake. The blond knew from experience that the only person he could truly trust was himself.

However, the warmth of the person's body was to soothing to ignore so he drifted off into sleep as he was carried to his destination.

**

Finally reaching his plain room Sasuke gently placed the mystery person on his bed. He assumed that the person must be severely injured if Orochimaru was requesting he be personally healed.

A pale hand stretched down to the front of the blankets, gripping the fabric tightly before tossing it out of the way.

He took a sharp intake of breath when he saw who the not-so-mysterious mystery person was .

The raven had almost completely forgotten that the blonde was still here. He had thought that Orochimaru had just removed the Nine-Tailed Fox's power and then left Naruto for dead. If you weren't dead or a guest here then you were tortured, and Sasuke had never wanted that to happen to his friend – if he even had the right to refer to Naruto as his friend anymore.

The pale boy – who had now grown considerably paler - hadn't cried in years but staring down at the condition Naruto was in, tears silently fell down his face, and he covered his mouth to smother the sobs that wanted to escape.

The once tan blond was now almost as pale as the boy hovering over him. Cuts, scars, and dried blood ruined his previously flawless skin. His soft, full pink lips were now chapped and bruised. The lively blond just looked dead.

It took all of Sasuke's energy not to scream and curse and beat the hell out of Orochimaru like he wanted to. The only thing that stopped him was the fact that he knew had no right to his actions since the whole reason Naruto was here in the first pace was because of him.

That realization brought a whole new ache into the Uchiha's heart.

Even though no one knew, Sasuke truly thought of Naruto as a brother before he left. The emotion had come along so suddenly, and he was scared. Everyone he cared for either betrayed him or died, so these feelings drove him to leave even more.

It hurt, but he thought it would be best for the both of them.

Clearly that wasn't the case.

With the softest of touches, Sasuke reached out a hand and stroked the blonde's face. Much to his disappointment, Naruto shuddered in his sleep and moved away, opening his eyes slowly.

The brunette had expected the blond to yell at him like he normally did, or cry, or glare, or something. None of that happened. Dull blue just stared blankly into black.

Naruto thought that the boy above him looked extremely familiar, but he couldn't quite remember who he was. Even though he found an odd comfort in the way the boy had caressed his face, he still inched away from him.

Sasuke was confused as to why Naruto had moved away from him. It was almost as if he didn't recognize him. Then, as if the blond had heard his thought, he stared up at the raven and in a shaky voice asked, "Who are you?"

Can a heart really hurt this much? It should only feel this horrible when you're dieing right? Sasuke thought while he stared into the questioning blue eyes. It was amazing that he was still managing to stand upright, considering all of the emotion that had just fallen on top of him. What could he really do about it though? He'd brought this upon himself and he knew that.

Quickly wiping his tears and regaining his composure he said, "I'm Sasuke, you're healer."

Naruto smirked and seeing that made Sasuke want to wipe it away until a smile replaced it.

Ah, so that's what he's doing. Making me brand new, so that he can start all over. Reviving me, just to drag me back down to hell.
If this Sasuke guy wants to do me a favor, he can just let me die rather than healing me.

Naruto was brought out of his thoughts as Sasuke walked over to him and unwrapped the blankets from his scarred body.

Immediately, his body went rigid and he tensed, waiting to be hit or cut. But it never came.

"Relax; I'm not going to hurt you Naruto." Again the blond just smirked. He'd heard that line before. The brunette frowned in response to the smirk.

"Well whether you trust me or not we need to go get you cleaned up."

Sasuke gently cradled Naruto against his body and walked him over to the bathroom that was attached to his room. To his surprise, the kitsune didn't struggle or argue about it, he just lay stoically in the Uchiha's arms. He was much too weak to fight, and knew that even if he did, fighting would get him no where.

Sasuke set Naruto down in the floor of the shower and then turned the water on. It was freezing when it first touched the blonde's body but he didn't even flinch. It just felt great to have his body cleansed and he relished the feeling.

Meanwhile, Sasuke began slowly undressing – but keeping his boxers on – while he watched the strangely peaceful look come over Naruto's face.

Silently he joined the blond in the shower, cringing at all the blood washing down the drain. He took advantage of the fact that Naruto was ignorant to his presence and began closely examining all of the damage on his once perfect body.

He could feel the bile burning in his throat and he choked it down.

At first glance, shallow scratches seem to be covering the blonde's skin, a few bruises, and some old scars. However, upon closer examination there's so much more than that.

Deep scars are all over his chest and back, and some unintelligible words were carved in random places. All of the scars looked like a different weapon was used too. Kunai marks, whip marks, and there were even small punctures from shuriken. Bruises were everywhere, but his face wasn't nearly as bad as the rest of his body. Not to mention, there was most likely some internal damage as well.

"Naruto," Sasuke whispered softly, warning the blond that he'd entered the shower.

Ignoring how good it felt to say Naruto's name after so long, Sasuke grabbed a rag and softly touched it to one of the many scars, testing the sensitivity. Naruto hissed lightly but didn't pull away. So Sasuke grabbed some soap, lathered the rag, and placed it back on the scar. This time the blond let out a quite cry of pain as the soap stung the wound.

Sasuke stood there, gently washing all of the blood from the kitsune's body, while he thought of how unbelievably stupid he was for allowing this to happen to his friend.

Once that was done, the brunette turned the water off and lifted him out of the shower and sat him down on the counter. He opened up the medicine cabinet and took out alcohol, bandages, and other materials he'd need to clean the injuries.

Sasuke moved to stand in front of the blond and stared into his eyes as his pale hands began lightly pushing against his neck, shoulders, arms, ribs, hips, and so on, searching for any broken bones.

Without an x-ray, Sasuke wasn't completely certain about the information he'd gathered. Going by Naruto's facial expression though, he could only assume that the boy had a few cracked ribs, a fractured arm, a broken leg, and a fractured pelvis. Basically, Naruto couldn't walk or do much of anything without seriously injuring himself.

Something wasn't right though. The brunette felt stupid for not noticing until now that Naruto shouldn't have old scars because Kyuubi should've healed him. He glared down at the seal, and noticed something new about it. He'd never studied it or anything, but he knew one of Orochimaru's seals when he saw one. It resembled the curse seal Sasuke had, only there were a bunch of them surrounding the Kyuubi seal. Again, rage toward Orochimaru filled his thoughts.

Looking more closely, there were burns around the seals, like Kyuubi had been trying to get rid of it but failed. Apparently, Orochimaru's seal was enhancing the seal Naruto already had and thus preventing any of the Kyuubi's chakra from leaking out.

Sighing sadly Sasuke began dabbing at the wounds with alcohol and Naruto hissed in protest but refused to show anymore signs of pain beyond that. He was becoming numb to the pain anyway so it really didn't bother him.

Sasuke was trying to do the same to the pain in his heart.

**

After about an hour of cleaning and bandaging, Sasuke had finally finished cleaning the blonde's wounds and dressing him.

It felt unnatural to see the blond so still and quite. He hadn't even talked since the raven had been entrusted with him. As much as Sasuke used to hate the hyperactivity that the kitsune brought on, he was actually longing for it right now.

"I'm going to go get us some food. Your leg is broken so there's no point trying to walk. Just rest until I get back," Sasuke said quietly. The blue eyes didn't even acknowledge him as he walked out the door.

It doesn't make sense.
Sasuke should be trying to hurt me, not heal me. He actually looked sad to see me in pain.
And why is he always looking at me so...longingly? He tries to hide it but I can tell. He doesn't even know me and yet he cares about me. It just doesn't make sense.
Even if he does actually care about me for some reason, I don't trust him. Trust is the whole reason I'm here – I'm not exactly sure who the person was that got me in here, but I do know that I trusted them and they let me down.
I just need sleep to ease my mind...

**

Sasuke wasn't really hungry, but he assumed Naruto was. However, if he were being honest with himself he just needed an excuse to leave. Seeing Naruto like that was killing him inside.

On the bright side – if there truly could be a 'bright side' to this situation – some color had returned to his tan skin.

The Uchiha laughed, a cold, bitter sound, at the thought of trying to think positively about the kitsune's situation.

As he walked down the many hallways he thought about this entire situation.

A few more seconds of being around Naruto and he was sure to go insane – if he wasn't already.

No, I definitely have to be insane. If I were in my right mind I'd be smart enough to not show any form of emotions towards Naruto. I would simply be healing him, returning him to Orochimaru, and acting like none of this ever happened.
But no, that's insane too. I can't sit here and watch my friend suffer.
God, there's gotta' be a way to meet in the middle.
…No, it's one or the other, and I owe Orochimaru for training me and giving me a place to stay.
Plus, if it weren't for him I'd probably be dead. Itachi would surely have killed me if I hadn't had Orochimaru's help fighting him.
…So I guess my decisions been made then; my loyalty comes first.

He sighed heavily, walking into the kitchen and grabbing some food out of the pantry. To his surprise, there was ramen in there so he prepared that for Naruto and grabbed a small snack for himself. Taking out a tray he placed the food on it and began walking back to his rooms.

Once the raven got closer to the room, he heard hushed sobbing.

At first he just shrugged it off as just an 'experiment' that wasn't cooperating. Something about it just bothered Sasuke in the back of his mind though. It was when the sobbing voice yelled out his name that his heart clenched.

"Naruto!" Sasuke gasped out in realization as he quickly dropped the tray and took off running for the room.

He burst through the door to see the blond sitting up in bed, covered in sweat and crying. He was by the kitsune's side in less than a second, pulling him into a tight hug.

Naruto used every ounce of what little strength he had to push the other boy away. His dull eyes glared fiercely up at the confused obsidian ones.

While the Uchiha was away, Naruto had fallen asleep and had a dream about when he fought Sasuke. He remembered how he'd ended up in this hell hole, and how all of this had started. It all lead back to Sasuke betraying him during their fight.

"Now I remember who betrayed me," Naruto growled out, "it was you. I hate you Sasuke. I'm the only one who still had faith in you, but you fucking did this shit to me. You don't mean anything to me anymore. Don't touch me, don't even fucking look at me."

A/N: So, um, ya that was it. Love it? Hate it? Wanna' criticize it? Please let me know what you think!
Next chapter will be coming up as soon as i finish typing it, ok?