A Reverse

Author: Ashrey

Pairings: ItaNaru, NaruSasu? SasuNaru?

Rating: M for safety Chapter Rating: T

Warnings:

Y - Yaoi boyxboy love/relationship/action

A - Angst.

S - Spoilers manga major spoilers alert.

D - Death people dies, that's the fact.

O - OoC Out of Character, they tend to slip sometimes.

L - Language retarded grammar (aka not beta-ed), some cursing.

M - Mental some mental disorder theme.

Disclaimer: Not own. What? You just realize that now? What the hell you've been reading all this time?

This fic is dedicated for Naruto, for becoming my motivator, role model, spirit, and everything that he taught to me. With my admiration and love for him, I present this fic for you guys.

XxXxXxX – scene change

'Blah blah' – thinking

blah blah- flashback

Ps: A lot of thank you for Kishimoto Masashi-sensei for making Naruto the way he is.

-Recap-

"I told –cough- you so! That I –cough- will bring you –cough- back, am I?" The blond smiled, and clutching his hand at Sasuke's cloth, burying his now hazy face at his chest.

It's…

Warm tears trickled from the blond blue eyes, "I'm –cough glad that –cough- you're back, Teme…"

It's his Naruto…

-End Recap-

A Reverse - Friends….

Sasuke glared at his now shattered vase.

"Sasuke? –cough- Are you okay?" A muffled voice comes toward his bedroom.

Sasuke glared harder at his now blood stained hand.

"Sasuke?" The voice comes closer.

"I'm fine."

"Sasu—" A tuft of blond peeked from the door.

"I SAID I'M FINE!" He snapped and glared venomously at the blond who frowned at his retort.

"I'm just asking you bas—Your hand! It's bleeding!" The blond waddled his way toward his friend when his eyes catch a glimpse of red in the raven's palm, voice latching with concern.

If it's possible Sasuke's glare to the blond intensified, "No shit, Uzumaki." He slapped away the tanned hand that wanted to reach his hand, clearly disgusted.

Naruto's frown grew deeper at Sasuke's unusual behavior, yes the bastard was indeed aloof and cocky, but he never acted toward him like that. Like he was a piece of garbage that must been disposed as soon as possible.

Maybe the bastard was still sour 'coz he managed to drag his sorry ass back to Konoha back then. Well to Naruto it seems not long ago, but the fact had stated that it was already four years ago.

'What the hell had happened anyway? Maybe I can ask the bastard about that blank four years.'

"Hey Sasuke?" The blond called and crouched down beside the older male who's now picking up the vase pieces from the floor with his hand. Sasuke didn't answer and continued picking the pieces from the floor; Naruto almost growled; it was blatantly clear that the raven was ignoring him.

"You should –cough- aid that first, bastard." The blond pointed at Sasuke's hand. No reaction from the mentioned person, making the blond scrunched up his nose and almost let out a pout, "Asshole." He muttered under his breath.

Still no reaction, the raven was just automatically picking the ceramic pieces.

Naruto sighed and winced when suddenly a sharp pain washed his chest. Coughing hard while gripping his chest tightly, the blond wished the pain would go away soon. That's when he noticed a pair of onyx colored eyes that flicked a worried glance toward him; Naruto almost let out a reassuring grin when in no seconds the eyes are already diverting from him again.

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

The blond's azure eyes narrowed when a pool of blood sourcing from Sasuke's blood was started forming in the floor. "You seriously should tend that wound, Sas-"

"Shut up, Uzumaki."

Naruto's patience snapped at that, and with a small amount of stamina that he had, the blond launched himself toward the unsuspecting raven; pinning him in the bloodied floor, small, soft but sharp pieces of ceramic from the shattered vases piercing in the back of the younger Uchiha.

"What the hell is your problem, bastard?" The blond panted, glaring straight into Sasuke's eyes.

Sasuke's red, spinning angry Sharingan eyes.

"I loathed you, Uzumaki." He hissed those three words venomously, seriously, with every fiber that he had.

Ripping a big chunk of the already small conscious that Uzumaki Naruto still had.

XxXxXxX

Blood was stained in his hand, his shirt, his body again; the same blood that he spilled years ago.

The same tanned face that was starting to get paler and paler every time he coughed sometimes filled with dark red almost black bloods.

It was like a certain memory that keeps replying over and over in his mind these past few years.

Except this time it wasn't a memory.

"Let him go, Uchiha." A deadly sneer was the one that break Sasuke's from his current thought, dark orbs trailed to the person who spitted those words to him, a pink haired Kunoichi that used to be trailing him like a love-sick puppy.

Naruto groaned and clutched Sasuke more firmly, opening a pair of bleary blue eyes. "S'ske?" He blinked, realizing the person who he clutches desperately.

Blank dark eyes stared impassively at him.

"Naruto! Are you alright?" Hazel eyes stared worriedly at the blond who was clutching tightly to a certain raven. The mentioned blond mumbled something that was muffled by the older boy's cloth.

"Naruto, let go of Sasuke and come back to the hospital please, you're still injured." Sakura pleaded softly, desperately. She got a furious headshake as answer. "Naruto, please, your injury needed serious treatments!" She pleaded again, hoping if she keeps insisting the Kyuubi holder will listened to her.

"I'm fine, -cough- Sakura-chan." He smiled weakly, hand still clutching the blood stained shirt. "Sorry 'bout your shirt, bastard." He grinned in his familiar foxy grin.

Sasuke's eyes flickered.

It can't be….

This person is…

Tsunade stepped closer, fighting the urge to just rip the blond from the younger Uchiha; she didn't want to risk losing him again. "Naruto, why did you run from the hospital?"

'Me? Running from the hospital? I didn't remember that…'

:Yes you did: A familiar soft voice whispered from the back of his mind.

'I did? Oh yeah, I did. Why was it again?'

A snicker:Because you wanted to kick Uchiha-san's ass, right?:

'Oh yeah, that's right.'

"Coz I want to kick Sasuke-teme's sorry ass, baa-chan." He grinned at the busty Hokage. Tsunade heaved a sigh at that answer.

"Look gaki, you can't even walk right, let alone kicking the Uchiha's ass." She walked closer, eyes flickering to the impassive Uchiha occasionally; Sakura did the same, stepping closer to both men. "Your internal wound still needed serious treatment, gaki. Come back to the hospital with us."

Naruto frowned, "I'm perfectly fine, baa-chan."

"Minutes ago you're still coughing bloods, Naruto." The pink medic-nin reminded him sternly but softly. "Please, Naruto."

:Wasn't that you want to stay with the Uchiha?: The voice pressed softly.

"I want to stay with Sasuke-teme." Three shocked eyes stared the blond at the unexpected answer.

"Bu-but Naruto, you're still-"

"I want to stay with him, or I won't take the treatment." He threatened, voice firm.

The raven narrowed his eyes, eyeing the small figure in his embrace, and when Naruto's head looked back, dark orbs clashed with blue-purplish shade eyes.

He's already dead, Uchiha-san.

Those words keep echoing in Sasuke's mind.

XxXxXxX

"So this is the infamous Uzumaki Naruto that I keep heard." Dark eyes roamed at the tanned body that was splayed across the dark blue bed. "He looks like a woman though; I bet he didn't even have a penis." Pale lips tugged into a small smile. "Maybe we should check it, hmm?" He chuckled.

No response from the other raven haired person in the room.

"Ah… It's not fun when you're not reacting, Uchiha-kun." He smiled again and sits in the corner of the bed, carving the blond image into his brain. The blond is indeed an amazing sight to be seen. "I heard many interesting things about Naruto-kun." Pale fingers traced softly at the whisker marks.

Sasuke's body tensed vaguely, but this fact was not missed by Sai.

He chuckled again; it was very fun messing with people's emotion like this.

"I heard that he was—ah, I mean he is your best friend…" He paused, stopping the next words that already in the tip of his tongue to watch the other man reaction. "That you killed, right?" He smiled again, watching the pure rage engulf his stoic companion.

"Uchiha, Sai." Tsunade's stern voice and glare breaks the hostile aura that was being created in the room. She hated when the root shinobi do that, indeed it was the truth, but Tsunade didn't needed a reminder about those painful memories, goddammit!

"Godaime-sama." The root member stood up and gives a respect bow to the older woman, while Sasuke keep burning daggers toward the former. A bottle of pills was thrown toward Sasuke's direction; he catches it while raising an eyebrow toward the busty blonde.

"Give that to the gaki, three times a day. If you run out just go to Sakura, Shizune, or I. We will give you another bottle. If he refused to drink it, you got my permission to shove it to his throat." Sasuke did let out a snort at that.

"Who said that I want him in my house?" Tsunade glared at him. "As I recall, I didn't agreed to anything, Godaime-sama." He retorted, adding the Hokage title more for mocking than respecting Tsunade.

"You want him dead that much, Uchiha?" She hissed. Sasuke clenched his fist to the bottle more tightly, teeth gritting and body stiffening visibly. Sai was watching the whole scene between his village leader and her subordinate interestedly. It seems the blond had greater effect toward the Uchiha then he thinks.

Definitely something that he needs to adds in his note.

'He's already fucking dead!' Sasuke's mind screamed, but he keeps his mouth shut.

Concluding Sasuke's silent as agreement at the circumstance, Tsunde sighed, "Good, two anbus or elite jounin will be guarding here. Sakura, Shizune or I will check upon Naruto's condition each day. So you better make that brat drink his pills, Uchiha."

Despite the turmoil in his mind, Sasuke nodded. "If anything happened to him, reported it straight to me ASAP, that works for both of you."

This time it was Sai's turn who nodded.

XxXxXxX

"You shouldn't say those kinds of things, Uchiha." Despite the heavy tension, Sai still smiled.

Here he was, watching an attractive blond straddling an equally attractive Uchiha, if the words weren't venomously said and the background wasn't a bloodied floor with pieces of sharp ceramics everywhere, this can be counted as a quite erotic sight.

"Fuck off, Sai." The younger Uchiha snapped, pushing off Naruto harshly from him in the process.

Both men watched as if in slow motion as Naruto tumbled motionlessly toward the bloodied, full of ceramic pieces floor.

Blue eyes dulled, staring blankly to the ceiling.

"Shit." Sai cursed.

That was the first time the emotionless anbu feels a certain emotion.

Fear.

XxXxXxX

"He hated me." A small fox with blond almost reddish fur curled in a shape of a ball, sobbing in the corner of a very dark room.

:No, he didn't hate you:

"He loathed me." He sobbed harder, although it was muffled with his thick fur.

:He just still a little sour because you managed to drag him back. Just like you said:

"He was being serious." He shakes his head vigorously. "Sasuke was…" he paused, "Serious." He added meekly, desperately trying to not show his weakness, his insecure-ness.

A heavy sigh:He was not. You know him better than that: the voice convinced.

"He was. Like you said, I know him better than anyone else. It was the same like when we were in the Valley of The end… When he tried…" Naruto paused in the middle of his sentence.

:When he tried to what, Naruto?: The voice asked, tone full of curiosity.

"I—I don't know."

Another sigh:See, it's just your feeling! Just go back there or he'll be seriously angry to you for making him worried!:

The Kyuubi holder gawked at the comment, "He's worried over me?" He asked, unbelievingly.

:Yes he is. So go on now! Back to where you belong: The voice reassured him, a tint of smile noticeable in the voice. The little bundle of fox changed back to human and sits up, rubbing his moist blue eyes and smiled cheekily before running toward a certain direction.

:Yes, yes go back to your destruction, Uzumaki-kun: The voice's giggles echoes in the now empty room.

- To Be Continued -

A/N: Yes, some of you guessed right about Naruto's condition, and sorry for the lateness, but seriously, a lot of things were getting in my way when I want to start writing this. Well, hope you guys enjoy it anyway, and no, I'm not stopping this fic, but don't hanging your hope to much for constant update.

See you in next chapter.

Love and thank you,

Ash.