He Walked Away

He Walked Away...



{Normal POV}



"Over Here!" An ANBU called to his team. He was holding a blanket clad blond in his arms. His partners arrived, "I found the jinchuuriki!"



"Ha, they decided the thing wasn't worth keeping!" One of the masked ninjas joked, only to be slapped in the head by their team leader.



"That thing is a little boy, and a ninja of this village. Please show him the same respect you would show any other injured nin. Get him to the hospital now!" The two took off as the leader sent word that they had found Naruto.



{Kakashi's POV}



I hadn't slept for two days, Naruto had been taken right from under our noses, in the middle of the day for fuck sakes! Where were the Guards? The ANBU? Where was I?



..."What the hell do you mean he's missing? Has he awakened? Did he get up and walk away?" I screamed at the doctor. The bastard didn't even seem to care!



"From what we can tell someone took him," The man said nonchalantly, like gennins are kidnapped from the hospital on a regular basis. I grabbed his collar, my one visible eye felt like it was about to pop out of my skull and I raised the man up off the ground, "Who the hell was watching my student!"



"Hatake-san please put the doctor down," A male voice spoke softly but there was an implied threat. I turned to see who the fool was. I dropped the doctor who quickly scurried away like the little cockroach he was. There stood the legendary Toad sannin, Jiraiya.



"I see I have come to late," He frowned, "My god son, I had only heard news of his and Konohagakure's misfortune a few weeks ago and I rushed home."



"Your…Naruto is your godson?" I was confused. How-why would Jiraiya be Naruto's godfather?



"Yes, it's not a well known fact, you can understand how much harder it would be for him if people knew of his connections. You, I imagine, were kept in the dark about it; based on your reaction." The man nodded at me, "I must say I am not impressed with his training up until now, but who can blame you for concentrating on the sharingan prodigy." Jiraiya was not smiling, rather he looked very angry, but his voice stayed light.



"Oh and there is already a cell looking for him, they have not picked up a trail yet. I hold out hope, Naruto is strong."



I frown under my mask, "I am afraid his body is frail, after being confined to a bed for almost a year." It was the sannin's turn to be surprised.



"What happened to him?" The man sat on Naruto's empty bed.



"Nothing physical from what the medics tell me. It's probably psychological, or-"



"Or the Kyuubi," Jiraiya finished for him...



...Needless to say there were many relieved to hear that the boy was returned unharmed. There were grumblings of disappointment at the boy had come back, and There were many who did not care either way. Kakashi, Jiraiya, and Sakura were among the first to greet him.



An ANBU carried the boy in had laid him on a gurney. It all seemed so familiar. He was wheeled into an examination room. He almost unhurt only a single bruise on the back on his neck. His hand moved and something shiny fell from it. A gold necklace with a small red and white fan pendant. The significance of it was lost on no one.



"Uchiha?" Jiraiya said.



"Sasuke," Kakashi finished for him.



"Sasuke? He brought Naruto back?" Sakra intrupted them. She was crying and hugging the little fox still wrapped in the blanket.



"We don't know that,"



"Of course he did, he-he can still be brought back!" She was hysterically rocking the fox.



"Sasuke," They all heard a small voice. It was horse and raspy, but the boy spoke. His eyes opened they were the size of dinner plates. He looked confused. He looked around the room. He pushed Sakura off him and screamed. The blanket fell away the blood had been wiped from his face, but gore still clung to his body; he was naked and unashamed. Uncaring or unknowing. He crawled away like a hurt animal and hid in the corner.



"What did they do to him? What did they do sensei!" Sakura screamed and ran to him.



{Naruto's POV}



'I-where am I? Who are those people? Don't touch me! No!'



{Inside Naruto's mind}



"Well, well my little kit, seems your stuck in here." The fox chuckled darkly.



"Let me out of here you bastard fox!" Naruto pounded against the bars he was trapped with the fox when he managed to lock it away it took him behind the bars.



"You can get out just use your key," The demon offered.



"Hell no Last thing I need is for you to get out and kill everybody, "Naruto screamed, "If you want out so damn much why don't you use the key?"



"No thumbs," the thing pranced away.



{Normal POV}



Naruto cowered in the corner. His eyes were wide with fear. "Naruto it's OK," Sakura approached slowly. She earned a pathetic whine. He sniffed at her and showed his teeth, then curled up into a little ball.



"What in the hell are we going to do?" Kakashi spoke in an angry voice. Naruto looked up at him with slitted eyes then he went back to his assumed position. Sakura heard a faint purring noise emitting from him as his breathing slowed. He drifted off in the corner. Only when they were sure he was sleeping did anybody attempt to touch him. Naruto awoke to find himself strapped to a hospital bed (purely for his own protection).



"Aaaa," Naruto breathed out, "Ha-alp."



The boy struggled against the chakra restraints. One of the nurses came in. Naruto emitted a low growl and continued to lunge at the straps holding him down.



"Sasu!" He grunted out, "Sasu!"



He spent his morning grunting and calling out for Sasuke, until Sakura came on her daily rounds. She came into his room timidly. Naruto watched her suspiciously, "Saku?" He grunted.



"Naruto? You are you ok? Do you need something?"



"Saku?" He looked confused and frowned in frustration. A big tear escaped his eye. He reached under his restraints. His fingers splayed out, "Halp." She tentatively took his hand. His grip was a feather touch on her fingers. Sakura shivered at the warmth. Naruto's eyes were big like a toddlers he tried to communicate to her what was going on, "Saku, ha-alp."



"What do you need me to help you with?"



"T-trap-ed," He squeezed her fingers, "Saku." He was straining to communicate. Sweat beads were breaking out on his forehead.



"It's OK, the straps were put on cause you kinda freaked out last night. I'm sure we'll be allowed to let you up soon." She patted his hand with her free one, "They’ll let you up soon."