NARUTO: Split, Chapter Two and a SasuNaru drabble
Out of all the people in the world, Sasuke thought he only truly hated one: his older brother and his family’s murderer, Uchiha Itachi. Despite the fact that the courts had ruled him unfit for trial due to mental illness-for what kind of polite, upstanding young man would kill his entire family in cold blood?-Sasuke knew that Itachi had planned the killing meticulously, making sure that he was standing above his parents’ lifeless bodies when Sasuke entered the house after school that day. Sasuke had been eight years old then; now, more than ten years later, he still could not forgive his brother, and had even vowed to kill him as revenge.
However, in the past five days, two others had been added to Sasuke’s mental “hit list”: namely, Inuzuka Kiba and Nara Shikamaru. The two boys had gotten permission slips from Tsunade to be able to skip classes and stay in Naruto’s private recovery room as long as they wished, even after visiting hours were over; at least one of them was with him at all times since Naruto had been transported there.
Meanwhile, Sasuke still had to attend all of his classes; he still had to adhere to visiting hours; and he had a sneaking suspicion that Nara or Inuzuka had told the nurses that he might get violent with Naruto if left alone with the unconscious boy, so there was always a nurse or a candy striper in the room or poking their heads in every two or three minutes when Sasuke was around.
At present, Sasuke was sitting in his Calculus class, trying to pay attention to the thick Eastern European accent of the professor. ‘It’s been five days…five fucking days, and the dobe still hasn’t woken up.’ Sasuke sighed mentally. ‘Maybe he thinks that whatever place he’s in is a better alternative to being here…Naruto, I promise, if you wake up, I’ll tell you the truth about why I torment you so much. And after that, I’ll throttle your ass for making me worry about you so much.’
Sasuke’s thoughts were interrupted by a small vibration in his pocket. He pulled out his cell phone to see that he had a text message. Opening the text, he was surprised to see that it was from Inuzuka.
Come to the hospital ASAP-Naruto’s awake and asking for you.
Sasuke’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he read the message over and over. ‘He’s…asking for me? Why?’ Not bothering to worry about that question, Sasuke quickly slipped his Calc notebook into his black messenger bag with the Uchiha fan-his family’s symbol-on the front. He started to walk out of the classroom, but his teacher stopped him by asking, “And where do you think you’re going, Uchiha-san?”
“I’m sorry, Romanoff-sensei, but a family emergency just came up.” Before the teacher could point out that Sasuke didn’t have a family, the raveonet was out the door and walking toward the hospital. ‘Thank God I was on campus when I got that text,’ he thought to himself.
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Sasuke practically ran down the hall, heading toward Naruto’s room. When he walked in, he was surprised to see that Naruto was still unconscious. He quickly rounded on Kiba. “Did you think it would be funny, dumbass? I was in fucking class!” He grabbed Kiba by the shirt collar, pulling back his right fist in preparation of delivering a blow.
“Sasu-kun, don’t hit him!” came a familiar voice from across the room, stopping Sasuke in his tracks. He slowly turned around to see that Naruto was awake and slowly pulling himself into a sitting position. “I was only resting my eyes,” he added playfully.
Sasuke let go of Kiba’s shirt and approached the bed slowly. “So, you’re okay?”
The blond nodded. “Yep, I feel fine! This cast is a little itchy, though.” He indicated to the neon orange cast that was still around his right wrist. Naruto looked down at it. “Hmm…I wonder if the doctors could redo it with pink gauze.”
Sasuke quirked one eyebrow. “Pink? I thought you loved orange.”
“But orange is so…masculine. Pink is better…or maybe purple. Then again, a light orange wouldn’t be too bad, that can be cute. What do you think, Sasu-kun? Which looks best on me: pink, purple, or orange?”
It took Sasuke a moment to realize that Naruto was actually asking him a question. “Umm…orange, I guess. I haven’t actually seen you wear pink or purple.”
“What are you talking about, silly? I wear pink and purple all the time!” Naruto reached up to mess with his hair, but his hand froze near his ear and a look of surprise appeared on his face. Slowly, he continued moving it up until he reached his shaggy, spiky blond locks, and the surprise slowly turned to horror. “What happened to my hair?”
“What do you mean? It’s always been like that, Naruto,” Kiba said from his side of the room.
Naruto’s eyes widened until they looked like saucers-for a moment, Sasuke had a sudden thought that he looked very feminine, and pictured Naruto wearing a short, frilly dress. He had to quickly pinch the bridge of his nose to prevent a nosebleed.
“Sasu-kun, who’s Naruto?” the whisker-faced boy asked.
“You’re Naruto,” Kiba continued.
“No, my name is Naruko, not Naruto. Right, Sasu-kun?” Sasuke stared at Naruto, speechless. “I know that you know; you’ve screamed it enough times to have it memorized.” Suddenly, Sasuke heard a sound that was at once endearing and horrifying: Naruto let out a very feminine giggle. “Silly boys.”
“W-what?” Shikamaru asked. “What do you mean, he’s screamed it?”
Naruto giggled again. “We’ve been dating for three years, right? Don’t you think we would have done stuff together in that amount of time? I’m not exactly a prude, you know.” Naruto grabbed Sasuke’s right hand in his left and entwined their fingers before pulling it up to leave a kiss on the back of Sasuke’s hand. The Uchiha’s face flushed.
“Sasu-kun, you look feverish. Are you getting sick? Here, lay down with me.” Naruto scooted over and pulled Sasuke into the hospital bed with him, wrapping his other arm around Sasuke’s waist as best he could. “Mmm, that’s much better,” Naruto said quietly, burying his face in Sasuke’s chest.
Sasuke chanced a glance over at Shikamaru and Kiba, who were both staring at the bed, dumbstruck. Kiba was the first to recover, but before he could say anything, Tsunade and Shizune walked through the door. “Sorry it took so long; I had an emergency appendectomy to take care of. So Uzumaki-san is awake?”
“Who are you?” Naruto asked, pulling his face away from Sasuke’s chest to take a good look at the doctor and her assistant.
“I’m Dr. Kyushu Tsunade; you can call me Tsunade-sama, if you’d like. I’m the hospital’s supervising physician, and in charge of your case. Now, I need to ask you a few questions about the accident.” Naruto nodded; it seemed that Kiba and Shikamaru had already filled him in on why he was in the hospital. “First, I’d like you to state your full name, age and date of birth.”
“Uzumaki Naruko; 19 years old; born October 10, 1987.”
Tsunade looked at Naruto strangely. “I’m sorry; could you repeat your name? I’m not sure I heard you correctly.”
“My name is Uzumaki Naruko,” Naruto said again.
Tsunade bit her lip, but nodded and wrote the name down. “Now, Uzumaki-san, can you please tell me what you remember from before the crash?”
Naruto nodded, and then wrinkled his brow for a moment, thinking hard. “I can’t remember much…I remember going to Forehead Girl’s-I mean, Haruno Sakura’s-party with Kiba and Shikamaru; Sasuke had a late class, so he couldn’t come with us, he came later. I didn’t have anything to drink, but Sakura must have, because she got really pissed at me and started screaming that I was worthless, that I deserved to die and that Sasuke could do better than me. I didn’t want to cry in front of her, so I left. Kiba and Shikamaru came after me and calmed me down a little; then Shikamaru left with Temari and Kiba took me home. On the way, all I could think about was what Sakura said, and how…” Naruto sniffled.
Sasuke looked up to see that there were tears running down Naruto’s face. “How Sasu-kun didn’t come and rescue me from Sakura. It made me wonder if she was right. That’s the last thing I remember thinking…after that, it’s blackness up until when I woke up earlier.”
Tsunade finished taking notes a few moments later, and she looked up at Naruto. “Uzumaki-san, what about before that night? Can you tell me more about yourself?”
Naruto nodded, wiping his face with his free hand. Shizune got a few tissues out of a nearby box and handed them to Naruto, and he dabbed at his eyes. “Thank you. Now…as long as I can remember, I’ve been an orphan. When I was a little girl, I lived with a whole bunch of foster families; I kept getting passed around for various reasons. Sometimes the family was nice, but couldn’t afford a foster child after a while; other families were mean, and then I would be a terrible child and they would return me to the orphanage saying that they couldn’t take care of me. But when I was twelve, I was fostered by a man named Umino Iruka. He was a schoolteacher.”
Sasuke listened to this take with great interest; from what he knew of Naruto, this was actually all the truth.
“I lived with Iruka-sensei until I turned sixteen and could file for independence. He still allowed me to stay with him, but I was able to get a job and help out with the rent and expenses, as well as start to save up money for university. I knew that I would get some scholarships and financial aid, but I wanted to avoid getting a lot of loans when I went to university. When I was in my last year of high school, I took the university entrance exam and was accepted to Konoha University. I was very excited to be able to go there, because that was where Sasu-kun had decided to go.” With that, Naruto looked up at Sasuke and gave him the most dazzling smile Sasuke had ever seen. He noticed Tsunade looking at him, and he nodded in confirmation.
“Thank you, Uzumaki-san,” the older blonde replied. “I am going to be back in a bit; we need to run some blood work and tests on you to make sure that your body is healing properly and that there has not been any permanent damage from the crash, all right? Uchiha-san, if you’ll come with me, please.”
Naruto nodded before turning his head to give Sasuke a peck on the cheek. His face flushed again as he extricated himself from the blond’s grasp, getting out of the bed to follow Tsunade and Shizune into the hall.
“What is wrong with him, Tsunade-sama? Why does he think he’s a girl?”
Tsunade sighed and muttered something about needing a drink before answering. “This is not a diagnosis-we’ll need to run some more mental tests to be sure-but as of right now I have a feeling that we’re looking at a case of multiple personality disorder.”
“You mean to tell me that Naruto has a split personality?”
“To put it bluntly, yes. But this seems like a unique case. Rather than having a completely independent age, character, and history, this other personality, Naruko, seems to have been created by Uzumaki-san’s brain to fill in for him until his own consciousness is ready to resurface. Do you know if Uzumaki-san really did have a conflict with Haruno-san before his accident?”
Sasuke nodded. “She told me herself; well, more like gloated about it. She told me that she told Naruto that I hated him because he existed, and she said that she kissed him before telling him that he should leave her alone for the rest of his life.”
“And does Uzumaki-san have feelings for Haruno-san?” Sasuke nodded again. “I see…it’s making much more sense now. I’m almost positive my hypothesis is correct. Uzumaki-san was probably overwhelmed by Haruno-san’s response, and needs to work through that emotional trauma before his own consciousness can regain control; once that happens, he will probably lose all memory of Naruko and possibly any memories from after the accident.”
“So what does that mean for me?”
“Firstly, we need to make sure that Naruko understands that she is in a male’s body; for the sake of Uzumaki-san, it would be best for Naruko to try and act as much like Uzumaki-san as possible. I will leave that up to you, Inuzuka-san and Nara-san. When Uzumaki-san is released from the hospital, I would like to set up weekly counseling meetings with myself and one of the psychiatrists on staff here, so that we can learn more about what exactly is going on inside of Uzumaki-san’s mind. Since you seem to be the most precious person to Naruko at the moment, it would probably be best for you to humor her and play along with her idea that you are her significant other. It may be uncomfortable, given that Naruko is in a male body, but it may help in getting her to act more like Uzumaki-san in other aspects.”
“I understand, Tsunade-sama.” On the outside, he was keeping his face impassive, but inside he felt a war going on between his heart and his head. Part of him was thrilled at the opportunity to be Naruto’s boyfriend, even if it was just to humor his split personality; but the other part was warning him to be cautious, reminding him that this Naruko was not Naruto, and that taking advantage of the situation might ruin his chances with the real Uzumaki forever. “When will Naruto be released?”
“As soon as we can determine whether Uzumaki-san has had any paralysis or other mental problems, he will be free to go. It should not take more than a few hours, if you would like to stay here and wait. Most of the tests will be performed in his room.”
“I think I will, Tsunade-sama. Thank you.”
“Oh, and one more thing-Uzumaki-san is roommates with Inuzuka-san, correct? It might be a good idea for Naruko to room with someone else, until the real Uzumaki-san regains control.”
“Are you thinking that Naruto-Naruko-should stay with some girls?”
Tsunade tapped her chin as she thought. “Actually, I suppose it might be best for Naruko if she stayed with you, if it’s at all possible. I don’t think that any girls would be comfortable with the idea of having Uzumaki-san staying at their apartment, even if he does have the mentality of a woman.”
Sasuke nodded once more before the doctor walked down the hall to order the necessary tests. Meanwhile, the onyx-eyed boy returned to Naruto’s room to find him in tears, with Kiba and Shikamaru trying frantically to calm him. “What’s wrong?”
“Sasu-kun, what’s wrong with me?” Naruto asked frantically. “What happened to me? What did the doctors do?”
“What are you talking about?”
Naruto pointed toward his crotch before bursting out into a fresh flow of sobs. Startled, Sasuke wrapped his arms around Naruto, drawing the blond closer to himself. Naruto clutched his shirt and cried into his shoulder for a good minute, finally calming down enough to tell Sasuke what was wrong.
“I…I told Shika-kun and Kiba-kun that I needed to go to the bathroom, and then all of a sudden I felt something hard between my legs. I didn’t know what it was; since you weren’t in here I knew it couldn’t be you, so I moved my blankets and my hospital gown and…and I… Why do I have a penis?!”
“Listen, Naruto”-
“My name is NARUKO!” Naruto screamed, breaking into tears once more.
“Shh, shh, I’m sorry, Naruko. Please calm down, everything’s going to be okay, I promise. Come on, calm down.” Sasuke started to gently rock Naruto, surprised at how small and fail his body seemed at the moment. Normally, his energy and bright nature made him seem larger than life, strong and gorgeous…but Sasuke also liked this small Naruto, who he could coddle and care for and love and protect. Sasuke continued to murmur into Naruto’s ear and rock him back and forth slowly, until his hysterics died down. “Okay, Naruko, there we go, that’s good.” When he had calmed down to sniffles, Sasuke pressed a tender kiss to his forehead. “Perfect.” Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Kiba’s jaw drop in surprise, and he smirked into Naruto’s hair. The smirk turned into an honest-to-God smile, though, when Sasuke felt Naruto wrap his arms around the raveonet, turning the comforting embrace into a slightly awkward hug.
Sasuke wanted to say something, but at that moment Tsunade walked in with Shizune and another nurse following behind. “How is she doing? I heard her yell from down the hall.”
“Then why didn’t you come down here and check on him?” Shikamaru asked.
“She only screamed once, and it didn’t sound like she was in pain, so I figured she would be all right for a few minutes,” Tsunade reasoned. “Besides, if there’d been something seriously wrong with her, you would have come to find me.”
“Tsunade-sama, she found out,” Sasuke told the doctor.
“I see. She’s probably scared half out of her mind, waking up in this state.”
“What’s wrong with me?” Naruto asked from his position on Sasuke’s lap. “Why do I have a dick? What did you do to me?”
“Uzumaki-san, we did not do anything to you. But there is something we need to tell you. Your real name is not Uzumaki Naruko; it is Uzumaki Naruto. You are a male.”
“No! No, I’m a girl!” Naruto countered, on the verge of tears again and gripping Sasuke almost painfully.
Tsunade, however, would not be dissuaded from explaining everything. “Naruko-san, have you ever heard of multiple personality disorder?” The blond in Sasuke’s arms nodded fearfully. “After the accident, Naruto-san-the real you-needed to take some time to mentally recuperate. You were created by Naruto-san’s mind as someone who could take over and live for him until he was ready to face the world again.” Tears started rolling down Naruto’s face, and he was whispering “No, no, no,” over and over.
“I’m not trying to hurt you or upset you, but you need to know the truth. No one outside of this room knows that you are a girl, so you need to act like a boy when you are around other people. You need to keep up the appearance that you are Naruto-san until he is ready to come back. Do you think you can do that?”
“I’m not a boy, I’m a girl…” Naruto said again, but this time it sounded more like a whine than a statement of fact. “I don’t want to act like a boy.”
“You don’t have to do it all the time, Naruko. Only when you are in public. When you are alone with your friends and Uchiha-san, you can be a girl.”
Naruto sniffled. “Really?” He looked up at Sasuke with watery eyes. “I don’t know how to be a boy, though.”
“They will teach you,” Tsunade explained. She reached out and wiped away Naruto’s tears. “It will only be for a little while. Think of it as a challenge, okay? Do you like challenges?”
“Yes,” Naruto said. He took a deep, shuddering breath. “This is going to be hard, isn’t it?”
“Probably. But you have good friends to help you out.”
“Yeah, the best.” Naruto snuggled a bit closer to Sasuke and added, “And an amazing boyfriend.” The raven-haired teen blushed scarlet.
“Well then, there you go. Will you do it?”
Naruto sniffed, but responded, “If I’m really Naruto, then I can’t let him down, can I?”
“That’s right,” Sasuke said. “He’s counting on you.” ‘I am too. You’re wonderful, but I want the real Naruto back.’
“Okay then. I have to do it. It’s my personal code of honor that once I make a promise, I keep it, no matter what.” Sasuke smiled slightly, remembering that he had once heard Naruto say that exact same phrase.
“Well before you can do that, we have to run some tests. Are you ready?”
Naruto nodded. “Let’s do it.”
A/N: My Lord! This chapter is over 7 and a half pages on Microsoft Word! And the previous chapter was almost 6 pages, so this is even longer. I know that the whole “telling Naruko the truth” scene is weird and probably rushed, but I did that on purpose, because the whole thing was just a monster. I wanted to get it done and out of the way as soon as possible, so that I can get on to the actual comedy part of the story. By the way, this story occurs in early spring of 2007, which is why Naruto was born in 1987 but is not yet 20 years old.
As for the story itself, I’m sorry if the medical explanation was confusing; I don’t know much about Multiple Personality Disorder, but I do know that it can sometimes develop in young people who suffer from abuse or torture. I was not trying to be medically accurate, so please do not flame me because of that; after all, this is just a fan fiction, not a clinical journal or research report.
That said, here’s a preview of the next chapter (Remember, Naruko and Naruto are one and the same; From here on out, I’ll use Naruko when she’s just with her friends or at the hospital, and Naruto when in public, such as at school):
Naruko had been poked, prodded, scanned, and stuck with needles to within an inch of her life by the time that Tsunade had announced her fit for discharge. Kiba and Shikamaru had gone back to the dorm that Kiba and Naruto shared to get some fresh clothing for Naruko, and they had returned with a pair of jeans, some black boxers, and a bright orange tee shirt with a black swirl on the front as well as a pair of sandals in dark blue. After dropping off the clothes, they went to the reception desk to fill out the discharge paperwork while Sasuke stayed in the room, waiting for Naruko to come out of the bathroom. She had insisted on taking a shower as soon as she found out that her cast was waterproof. ‘I can’t blame her,’ Sasuke admitted. ‘Even with sponge baths, being in bed for five days would make anyone start to smell.’
“Sasu-kun, I need your help,” Naruko called just then, a few minutes after turning off the shower. Sasuke’s brow furrowed as he got out of his chair, wondering what he would find inside that bathroom. Opening the door, he saw Naruko wearing only the boxers, which were made of silk and clinging to her still slightly damp, obviously male body, making a certain anatomical part even more obvious to the Uchiha’s roving eye. He quickly looked away and covered his face with his hand, hoping he would not get a nosebleed. “Sasu-kun, I can’t get my shirt or pants on with this cast. Will you help?”
“Sure.” Sasuke was surprised to hear the coherent word come from his mouth.
I also have a drabble that I wrote earlier during Biology class for a challenge on Aarinfantasy forums: the prompt was "Can you feel the temperature rise...?" It's a little more than twice as long as an official drabble (about 240 words as opposed to 100 words) but I still like it, so here it is. It's written in first person, from Naruto's POV, very random and not meant to fit into any sort of continuity. It's not an AU (for once...) but I really like it anyway.
Light My Fire
"I-it-it's c-co-old-d!" I wailed, shivering as I wrapped myself tighter in my fur-lined cloak.
"Hn." I looked over at my teammate, who was nursing a cup of coffee that he was obviously keeping warm with some fire jutsu--it was still steaming after half an hour of watch out here in the Hidden Snow village. I watched him, momentarily forgetting the cold, as he brought the mug to his mouth and took a long sip, licking his lips afterward to catch any drop of coffee that might have still been attached. Then he sat the cup down and walked around behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Want me to heat things up?" he asked in a whisper, those same lips brushing my ear. His warm breath and chakra-infused touch was inviting, and I bit my lip to hold back a moan.
"Now, now, none of that," he gently reprimanded, sliding his hand under my cloak and shirt to trail across my chest and tweak a nipple. I shivered involuntarily--not from the cold, but from the heat that had slowly and sure started to course through my body and collect in my groin. "Can you feel the temperature rise...?"
Suddenly, I gasped aloud as that hand took a detour south and slipped under the loose waistband of my pants, gripping my member firmly. "Light my fire," I moaned, bucking against that wonderfully warm hand.
"I thought you'd never ask..."
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However, in the past five days, two others had been added to Sasuke’s mental “hit list”: namely, Inuzuka Kiba and Nara Shikamaru. The two boys had gotten permission slips from Tsunade to be able to skip classes and stay in Naruto’s private recovery room as long as they wished, even after visiting hours were over; at least one of them was with him at all times since Naruto had been transported there.
Meanwhile, Sasuke still had to attend all of his classes; he still had to adhere to visiting hours; and he had a sneaking suspicion that Nara or Inuzuka had told the nurses that he might get violent with Naruto if left alone with the unconscious boy, so there was always a nurse or a candy striper in the room or poking their heads in every two or three minutes when Sasuke was around.
At present, Sasuke was sitting in his Calculus class, trying to pay attention to the thick Eastern European accent of the professor. ‘It’s been five days…five fucking days, and the dobe still hasn’t woken up.’ Sasuke sighed mentally. ‘Maybe he thinks that whatever place he’s in is a better alternative to being here…Naruto, I promise, if you wake up, I’ll tell you the truth about why I torment you so much. And after that, I’ll throttle your ass for making me worry about you so much.’
Sasuke’s thoughts were interrupted by a small vibration in his pocket. He pulled out his cell phone to see that he had a text message. Opening the text, he was surprised to see that it was from Inuzuka.
Come to the hospital ASAP-Naruto’s awake and asking for you.
Sasuke’s eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he read the message over and over. ‘He’s…asking for me? Why?’ Not bothering to worry about that question, Sasuke quickly slipped his Calc notebook into his black messenger bag with the Uchiha fan-his family’s symbol-on the front. He started to walk out of the classroom, but his teacher stopped him by asking, “And where do you think you’re going, Uchiha-san?”
“I’m sorry, Romanoff-sensei, but a family emergency just came up.” Before the teacher could point out that Sasuke didn’t have a family, the raveonet was out the door and walking toward the hospital. ‘Thank God I was on campus when I got that text,’ he thought to himself.
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Sasuke practically ran down the hall, heading toward Naruto’s room. When he walked in, he was surprised to see that Naruto was still unconscious. He quickly rounded on Kiba. “Did you think it would be funny, dumbass? I was in fucking class!” He grabbed Kiba by the shirt collar, pulling back his right fist in preparation of delivering a blow.
“Sasu-kun, don’t hit him!” came a familiar voice from across the room, stopping Sasuke in his tracks. He slowly turned around to see that Naruto was awake and slowly pulling himself into a sitting position. “I was only resting my eyes,” he added playfully.
Sasuke let go of Kiba’s shirt and approached the bed slowly. “So, you’re okay?”
The blond nodded. “Yep, I feel fine! This cast is a little itchy, though.” He indicated to the neon orange cast that was still around his right wrist. Naruto looked down at it. “Hmm…I wonder if the doctors could redo it with pink gauze.”
Sasuke quirked one eyebrow. “Pink? I thought you loved orange.”
“But orange is so…masculine. Pink is better…or maybe purple. Then again, a light orange wouldn’t be too bad, that can be cute. What do you think, Sasu-kun? Which looks best on me: pink, purple, or orange?”
It took Sasuke a moment to realize that Naruto was actually asking him a question. “Umm…orange, I guess. I haven’t actually seen you wear pink or purple.”
“What are you talking about, silly? I wear pink and purple all the time!” Naruto reached up to mess with his hair, but his hand froze near his ear and a look of surprise appeared on his face. Slowly, he continued moving it up until he reached his shaggy, spiky blond locks, and the surprise slowly turned to horror. “What happened to my hair?”
“What do you mean? It’s always been like that, Naruto,” Kiba said from his side of the room.
Naruto’s eyes widened until they looked like saucers-for a moment, Sasuke had a sudden thought that he looked very feminine, and pictured Naruto wearing a short, frilly dress. He had to quickly pinch the bridge of his nose to prevent a nosebleed.
“Sasu-kun, who’s Naruto?” the whisker-faced boy asked.
“You’re Naruto,” Kiba continued.
“No, my name is Naruko, not Naruto. Right, Sasu-kun?” Sasuke stared at Naruto, speechless. “I know that you know; you’ve screamed it enough times to have it memorized.” Suddenly, Sasuke heard a sound that was at once endearing and horrifying: Naruto let out a very feminine giggle. “Silly boys.”
“W-what?” Shikamaru asked. “What do you mean, he’s screamed it?”
Naruto giggled again. “We’ve been dating for three years, right? Don’t you think we would have done stuff together in that amount of time? I’m not exactly a prude, you know.” Naruto grabbed Sasuke’s right hand in his left and entwined their fingers before pulling it up to leave a kiss on the back of Sasuke’s hand. The Uchiha’s face flushed.
“Sasu-kun, you look feverish. Are you getting sick? Here, lay down with me.” Naruto scooted over and pulled Sasuke into the hospital bed with him, wrapping his other arm around Sasuke’s waist as best he could. “Mmm, that’s much better,” Naruto said quietly, burying his face in Sasuke’s chest.
Sasuke chanced a glance over at Shikamaru and Kiba, who were both staring at the bed, dumbstruck. Kiba was the first to recover, but before he could say anything, Tsunade and Shizune walked through the door. “Sorry it took so long; I had an emergency appendectomy to take care of. So Uzumaki-san is awake?”
“Who are you?” Naruto asked, pulling his face away from Sasuke’s chest to take a good look at the doctor and her assistant.
“I’m Dr. Kyushu Tsunade; you can call me Tsunade-sama, if you’d like. I’m the hospital’s supervising physician, and in charge of your case. Now, I need to ask you a few questions about the accident.” Naruto nodded; it seemed that Kiba and Shikamaru had already filled him in on why he was in the hospital. “First, I’d like you to state your full name, age and date of birth.”
“Uzumaki Naruko; 19 years old; born October 10, 1987.”
Tsunade looked at Naruto strangely. “I’m sorry; could you repeat your name? I’m not sure I heard you correctly.”
“My name is Uzumaki Naruko,” Naruto said again.
Tsunade bit her lip, but nodded and wrote the name down. “Now, Uzumaki-san, can you please tell me what you remember from before the crash?”
Naruto nodded, and then wrinkled his brow for a moment, thinking hard. “I can’t remember much…I remember going to Forehead Girl’s-I mean, Haruno Sakura’s-party with Kiba and Shikamaru; Sasuke had a late class, so he couldn’t come with us, he came later. I didn’t have anything to drink, but Sakura must have, because she got really pissed at me and started screaming that I was worthless, that I deserved to die and that Sasuke could do better than me. I didn’t want to cry in front of her, so I left. Kiba and Shikamaru came after me and calmed me down a little; then Shikamaru left with Temari and Kiba took me home. On the way, all I could think about was what Sakura said, and how…” Naruto sniffled.
Sasuke looked up to see that there were tears running down Naruto’s face. “How Sasu-kun didn’t come and rescue me from Sakura. It made me wonder if she was right. That’s the last thing I remember thinking…after that, it’s blackness up until when I woke up earlier.”
Tsunade finished taking notes a few moments later, and she looked up at Naruto. “Uzumaki-san, what about before that night? Can you tell me more about yourself?”
Naruto nodded, wiping his face with his free hand. Shizune got a few tissues out of a nearby box and handed them to Naruto, and he dabbed at his eyes. “Thank you. Now…as long as I can remember, I’ve been an orphan. When I was a little girl, I lived with a whole bunch of foster families; I kept getting passed around for various reasons. Sometimes the family was nice, but couldn’t afford a foster child after a while; other families were mean, and then I would be a terrible child and they would return me to the orphanage saying that they couldn’t take care of me. But when I was twelve, I was fostered by a man named Umino Iruka. He was a schoolteacher.”
Sasuke listened to this take with great interest; from what he knew of Naruto, this was actually all the truth.
“I lived with Iruka-sensei until I turned sixteen and could file for independence. He still allowed me to stay with him, but I was able to get a job and help out with the rent and expenses, as well as start to save up money for university. I knew that I would get some scholarships and financial aid, but I wanted to avoid getting a lot of loans when I went to university. When I was in my last year of high school, I took the university entrance exam and was accepted to Konoha University. I was very excited to be able to go there, because that was where Sasu-kun had decided to go.” With that, Naruto looked up at Sasuke and gave him the most dazzling smile Sasuke had ever seen. He noticed Tsunade looking at him, and he nodded in confirmation.
“Thank you, Uzumaki-san,” the older blonde replied. “I am going to be back in a bit; we need to run some blood work and tests on you to make sure that your body is healing properly and that there has not been any permanent damage from the crash, all right? Uchiha-san, if you’ll come with me, please.”
Naruto nodded before turning his head to give Sasuke a peck on the cheek. His face flushed again as he extricated himself from the blond’s grasp, getting out of the bed to follow Tsunade and Shizune into the hall.
“What is wrong with him, Tsunade-sama? Why does he think he’s a girl?”
Tsunade sighed and muttered something about needing a drink before answering. “This is not a diagnosis-we’ll need to run some more mental tests to be sure-but as of right now I have a feeling that we’re looking at a case of multiple personality disorder.”
“You mean to tell me that Naruto has a split personality?”
“To put it bluntly, yes. But this seems like a unique case. Rather than having a completely independent age, character, and history, this other personality, Naruko, seems to have been created by Uzumaki-san’s brain to fill in for him until his own consciousness is ready to resurface. Do you know if Uzumaki-san really did have a conflict with Haruno-san before his accident?”
Sasuke nodded. “She told me herself; well, more like gloated about it. She told me that she told Naruto that I hated him because he existed, and she said that she kissed him before telling him that he should leave her alone for the rest of his life.”
“And does Uzumaki-san have feelings for Haruno-san?” Sasuke nodded again. “I see…it’s making much more sense now. I’m almost positive my hypothesis is correct. Uzumaki-san was probably overwhelmed by Haruno-san’s response, and needs to work through that emotional trauma before his own consciousness can regain control; once that happens, he will probably lose all memory of Naruko and possibly any memories from after the accident.”
“So what does that mean for me?”
“Firstly, we need to make sure that Naruko understands that she is in a male’s body; for the sake of Uzumaki-san, it would be best for Naruko to try and act as much like Uzumaki-san as possible. I will leave that up to you, Inuzuka-san and Nara-san. When Uzumaki-san is released from the hospital, I would like to set up weekly counseling meetings with myself and one of the psychiatrists on staff here, so that we can learn more about what exactly is going on inside of Uzumaki-san’s mind. Since you seem to be the most precious person to Naruko at the moment, it would probably be best for you to humor her and play along with her idea that you are her significant other. It may be uncomfortable, given that Naruko is in a male body, but it may help in getting her to act more like Uzumaki-san in other aspects.”
“I understand, Tsunade-sama.” On the outside, he was keeping his face impassive, but inside he felt a war going on between his heart and his head. Part of him was thrilled at the opportunity to be Naruto’s boyfriend, even if it was just to humor his split personality; but the other part was warning him to be cautious, reminding him that this Naruko was not Naruto, and that taking advantage of the situation might ruin his chances with the real Uzumaki forever. “When will Naruto be released?”
“As soon as we can determine whether Uzumaki-san has had any paralysis or other mental problems, he will be free to go. It should not take more than a few hours, if you would like to stay here and wait. Most of the tests will be performed in his room.”
“I think I will, Tsunade-sama. Thank you.”
“Oh, and one more thing-Uzumaki-san is roommates with Inuzuka-san, correct? It might be a good idea for Naruko to room with someone else, until the real Uzumaki-san regains control.”
“Are you thinking that Naruto-Naruko-should stay with some girls?”
Tsunade tapped her chin as she thought. “Actually, I suppose it might be best for Naruko if she stayed with you, if it’s at all possible. I don’t think that any girls would be comfortable with the idea of having Uzumaki-san staying at their apartment, even if he does have the mentality of a woman.”
Sasuke nodded once more before the doctor walked down the hall to order the necessary tests. Meanwhile, the onyx-eyed boy returned to Naruto’s room to find him in tears, with Kiba and Shikamaru trying frantically to calm him. “What’s wrong?”
“Sasu-kun, what’s wrong with me?” Naruto asked frantically. “What happened to me? What did the doctors do?”
“What are you talking about?”
Naruto pointed toward his crotch before bursting out into a fresh flow of sobs. Startled, Sasuke wrapped his arms around Naruto, drawing the blond closer to himself. Naruto clutched his shirt and cried into his shoulder for a good minute, finally calming down enough to tell Sasuke what was wrong.
“I…I told Shika-kun and Kiba-kun that I needed to go to the bathroom, and then all of a sudden I felt something hard between my legs. I didn’t know what it was; since you weren’t in here I knew it couldn’t be you, so I moved my blankets and my hospital gown and…and I… Why do I have a penis?!”
“Listen, Naruto”-
“My name is NARUKO!” Naruto screamed, breaking into tears once more.
“Shh, shh, I’m sorry, Naruko. Please calm down, everything’s going to be okay, I promise. Come on, calm down.” Sasuke started to gently rock Naruto, surprised at how small and fail his body seemed at the moment. Normally, his energy and bright nature made him seem larger than life, strong and gorgeous…but Sasuke also liked this small Naruto, who he could coddle and care for and love and protect. Sasuke continued to murmur into Naruto’s ear and rock him back and forth slowly, until his hysterics died down. “Okay, Naruko, there we go, that’s good.” When he had calmed down to sniffles, Sasuke pressed a tender kiss to his forehead. “Perfect.” Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Kiba’s jaw drop in surprise, and he smirked into Naruto’s hair. The smirk turned into an honest-to-God smile, though, when Sasuke felt Naruto wrap his arms around the raveonet, turning the comforting embrace into a slightly awkward hug.
Sasuke wanted to say something, but at that moment Tsunade walked in with Shizune and another nurse following behind. “How is she doing? I heard her yell from down the hall.”
“Then why didn’t you come down here and check on him?” Shikamaru asked.
“She only screamed once, and it didn’t sound like she was in pain, so I figured she would be all right for a few minutes,” Tsunade reasoned. “Besides, if there’d been something seriously wrong with her, you would have come to find me.”
“Tsunade-sama, she found out,” Sasuke told the doctor.
“I see. She’s probably scared half out of her mind, waking up in this state.”
“What’s wrong with me?” Naruto asked from his position on Sasuke’s lap. “Why do I have a dick? What did you do to me?”
“Uzumaki-san, we did not do anything to you. But there is something we need to tell you. Your real name is not Uzumaki Naruko; it is Uzumaki Naruto. You are a male.”
“No! No, I’m a girl!” Naruto countered, on the verge of tears again and gripping Sasuke almost painfully.
Tsunade, however, would not be dissuaded from explaining everything. “Naruko-san, have you ever heard of multiple personality disorder?” The blond in Sasuke’s arms nodded fearfully. “After the accident, Naruto-san-the real you-needed to take some time to mentally recuperate. You were created by Naruto-san’s mind as someone who could take over and live for him until he was ready to face the world again.” Tears started rolling down Naruto’s face, and he was whispering “No, no, no,” over and over.
“I’m not trying to hurt you or upset you, but you need to know the truth. No one outside of this room knows that you are a girl, so you need to act like a boy when you are around other people. You need to keep up the appearance that you are Naruto-san until he is ready to come back. Do you think you can do that?”
“I’m not a boy, I’m a girl…” Naruto said again, but this time it sounded more like a whine than a statement of fact. “I don’t want to act like a boy.”
“You don’t have to do it all the time, Naruko. Only when you are in public. When you are alone with your friends and Uchiha-san, you can be a girl.”
Naruto sniffled. “Really?” He looked up at Sasuke with watery eyes. “I don’t know how to be a boy, though.”
“They will teach you,” Tsunade explained. She reached out and wiped away Naruto’s tears. “It will only be for a little while. Think of it as a challenge, okay? Do you like challenges?”
“Yes,” Naruto said. He took a deep, shuddering breath. “This is going to be hard, isn’t it?”
“Probably. But you have good friends to help you out.”
“Yeah, the best.” Naruto snuggled a bit closer to Sasuke and added, “And an amazing boyfriend.” The raven-haired teen blushed scarlet.
“Well then, there you go. Will you do it?”
Naruto sniffed, but responded, “If I’m really Naruto, then I can’t let him down, can I?”
“That’s right,” Sasuke said. “He’s counting on you.” ‘I am too. You’re wonderful, but I want the real Naruto back.’
“Okay then. I have to do it. It’s my personal code of honor that once I make a promise, I keep it, no matter what.” Sasuke smiled slightly, remembering that he had once heard Naruto say that exact same phrase.
“Well before you can do that, we have to run some tests. Are you ready?”
Naruto nodded. “Let’s do it.”
A/N: My Lord! This chapter is over 7 and a half pages on Microsoft Word! And the previous chapter was almost 6 pages, so this is even longer. I know that the whole “telling Naruko the truth” scene is weird and probably rushed, but I did that on purpose, because the whole thing was just a monster. I wanted to get it done and out of the way as soon as possible, so that I can get on to the actual comedy part of the story. By the way, this story occurs in early spring of 2007, which is why Naruto was born in 1987 but is not yet 20 years old.
As for the story itself, I’m sorry if the medical explanation was confusing; I don’t know much about Multiple Personality Disorder, but I do know that it can sometimes develop in young people who suffer from abuse or torture. I was not trying to be medically accurate, so please do not flame me because of that; after all, this is just a fan fiction, not a clinical journal or research report.
That said, here’s a preview of the next chapter (Remember, Naruko and Naruto are one and the same; From here on out, I’ll use Naruko when she’s just with her friends or at the hospital, and Naruto when in public, such as at school):
Naruko had been poked, prodded, scanned, and stuck with needles to within an inch of her life by the time that Tsunade had announced her fit for discharge. Kiba and Shikamaru had gone back to the dorm that Kiba and Naruto shared to get some fresh clothing for Naruko, and they had returned with a pair of jeans, some black boxers, and a bright orange tee shirt with a black swirl on the front as well as a pair of sandals in dark blue. After dropping off the clothes, they went to the reception desk to fill out the discharge paperwork while Sasuke stayed in the room, waiting for Naruko to come out of the bathroom. She had insisted on taking a shower as soon as she found out that her cast was waterproof. ‘I can’t blame her,’ Sasuke admitted. ‘Even with sponge baths, being in bed for five days would make anyone start to smell.’
“Sasu-kun, I need your help,” Naruko called just then, a few minutes after turning off the shower. Sasuke’s brow furrowed as he got out of his chair, wondering what he would find inside that bathroom. Opening the door, he saw Naruko wearing only the boxers, which were made of silk and clinging to her still slightly damp, obviously male body, making a certain anatomical part even more obvious to the Uchiha’s roving eye. He quickly looked away and covered his face with his hand, hoping he would not get a nosebleed. “Sasu-kun, I can’t get my shirt or pants on with this cast. Will you help?”
“Sure.” Sasuke was surprised to hear the coherent word come from his mouth.
I also have a drabble that I wrote earlier during Biology class for a challenge on Aarinfantasy forums: the prompt was "Can you feel the temperature rise...?" It's a little more than twice as long as an official drabble (about 240 words as opposed to 100 words) but I still like it, so here it is. It's written in first person, from Naruto's POV, very random and not meant to fit into any sort of continuity. It's not an AU (for once...) but I really like it anyway.
Light My Fire
"I-it-it's c-co-old-d!" I wailed, shivering as I wrapped myself tighter in my fur-lined cloak.
"Hn." I looked over at my teammate, who was nursing a cup of coffee that he was obviously keeping warm with some fire jutsu--it was still steaming after half an hour of watch out here in the Hidden Snow village. I watched him, momentarily forgetting the cold, as he brought the mug to his mouth and took a long sip, licking his lips afterward to catch any drop of coffee that might have still been attached. Then he sat the cup down and walked around behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. "Want me to heat things up?" he asked in a whisper, those same lips brushing my ear. His warm breath and chakra-infused touch was inviting, and I bit my lip to hold back a moan.
"Now, now, none of that," he gently reprimanded, sliding his hand under my cloak and shirt to trail across my chest and tweak a nipple. I shivered involuntarily--not from the cold, but from the heat that had slowly and sure started to course through my body and collect in my groin. "Can you feel the temperature rise...?"
Suddenly, I gasped aloud as that hand took a detour south and slipped under the loose waistband of my pants, gripping my member firmly. "Light my fire," I moaned, bucking against that wonderfully warm hand.
"I thought you'd never ask..."
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