Crazy Daze

VIII

So in a matter of four months after I’d attempted Phase One of KakaIru, neither Sasuke nor I were any closer to getting them to shag. So we dropped hints and turned our attention to getting our rabid raccoon laid. It was harder than getting Kakashi and Iruka into a closet. We’d been ripped a new on for that stunt, and then Tsunade-baa-chan had given Sasuke and me a piece of chocolate each, with words of encouragement.

What a depraved woman.

- She’s a fangirl. – Kyuubi said nonchalantly.

Aren’t we all?

- At some point, anyway. -

I grinned and bravely walked down the hall to find Sasuke. He’d missed lunch, so I had been alone with Gaara, trying to keep relative peace between him and Neji. The animosity between them was simply amazing. Neither Sasuke nor I were quite certain why the two of them hadn’t just fucked yet.

- Because there can be only one, Highlander. –

What?

- Only one of them gets to top. The other is the bitch. -

Oh.

So we worked on it almost tirelessly, both our projects, hoping against hope that just –maybe– something would happen. Well, something did happen. But not what we wanted. Sasuke and I had gotten into the habit of spending as much time as we could together. Which, of course, meant that Kakashi and Iruka had to be together.

- And –we’re– the teenagers. -

Anyway, Sasuke and I caught them touching a couple times but nothing ever happened. Yet. Well, it just so happened as we were outside for a joint session, Kakashi and Iruka were called away by Tsunade, and then two men in crisp, pressed suits approached Sasuke and me. I already didn’t like them, and the more Sasuke tensed, the less thrilled I was to let them near. They weren’t very threatening. I mean, they were in a nut house for fuck’s sake. Not even a crazy person would allow a gun inside.

- Check all badges and weapons at the door please. -

No kidding.

“Hello, Sasuke-kun. I see you’ve made a friend.” The taller of the two said.

“What do you want, Amada? Ibiki told me you weren’t allowed here anymore.” Sasuke replied sourly, pointedly not staring at the men.

“I’m not lead anymore. Hokuto is.” Amada leered. I felt Kyuubi snarling and Sasuke was tensed way too much. “Anyway, we’d like to talk to your little friend.”

“What do I have to talk to suits about?” I asked. “You wanna know what kind of macaroni pictures I made today?”

The one called Amada frowned. “The mother is pressing charges, you little brat. We’re here to take your statement.”

- Bullshit. – Kyuubi snarled.

I glanced to Sasuke. “Be right back?”

“Not going anywhere.”

I got up then, and followed Amada and Hokuto a few paces away, out of Sasuke’s earshot. I stood straight and rigid, arms crossed, pointedly not looking happy.

“So, what has the little brat told you?”

I glowered at Amada. “I don’t have to tell you anything.”

“If you want to get out of here, you better start.”

“I don’t want to.”

Amada snarled, but Hokuto stopped him short of grabbing me. “Now, now. If the kid doesn’t wanna talk that’s his right.”

“Itachi’s convicted anyway,” Amada growled. “The kid’ll be shucked into foster care, and his murdering brother’ll be locked up for good.”

“Shut up!”

Amada stared at me, at my clenched fists and grinned. “You can save your little friend. Only if you tell us what he told you.”

I grinned deadly and unafraid. “What did he tell me? Itachi didn’t do it. Itachi’s innocent and you bastards just want the glory of ruining lives!”

I found myself spinning, my cheek burning, and I went down hard. Amada stood over me, eyes intense, but he never got to strike me again. Tsunade, Kakashi, and Iruka were there, helping me to my feet. Iruka held onto me, Kakashi beside Tsunade with his arms crossed. The two detectives glared, but Tsunade, in all her hellish busty-ness asserted herself over the two dicks.

“He assaulted me.” Amada tried, but Tsunade shook her head.

“You think I’d let you talk to my tenants without being watched? Get out. And you better believe I’ll be calling Ibiki about this!” Tsunade growled, fists on her hips.

“You can’t protect them forever!”

“Maybe not, but I know the law as well as you do! Now get out!”

Amada snarled but left, followed by Hokuto. Okay, make a mental note not to piss off Tsunade.

- Note made. -

Good.

Kakashi was bade to escort the pair out while Iruka and Tsunade took me to Shizune. Sasuke wasn’t far behind, and he was soon by my side when Iruka and Tsunade left the infirmary to make sure the bastards were gone. Shizune had gone to get me an icepack and I was left with only Sasuke to whom I insisted I was fine.

“You have a nice bruise,” Sasuke said softly. I grinned.

“Battle wounds.”

“Uh-huh,”

“Look,” I started, “don’t go all emo on me, okay? I knew what I was doing.”

“You don’t even know my brother,” Sasuke whispered, “and you’re defending him.”

“I know you. That’s enough for me.”

Sasuke smiled and hugged me tight, nuzzling close. I held him equally tight, buried my nose in his hair and breathed, smiling happily. I chose to defend this, chose to protect Sasuke and all that was him, not just because of a promise, but because I loved him. I wanted to be with him forever. Sasuke sighed and drew back, smiling at me.

“What?” I asked. Sasuke shook his head.

“Nothing.”

“Sure,”

Sasuke only smiled at me at moved to sit beside me on the bed, leaning against me. Our fingers twined and held tight and I knew no matter what happened next, we’d be together. The only problem was karma.

And shit hit the fan pretty fast after today.

Sasuke and I just weren’t fast enough to get out of the way.