*Naruto's point of view*

It was a week after I had awoken from my two weeks nap. It was also the week that I was able to be reunited with Kiba again. But it had also been a week that I haven't seen the Uchiha.

Or rather, he hasn't visited me since.

I've been told by the doctor that he was by my side almost 24-7 when I was unconscious. I learnt that Sasuke wasn't taking drugs, he was taking care of me.

At that moment when I last saw the Uchiha, he said "Take care of yourself". I didn't understand what he meant, neither did I pay much attention to it. I was too consumed my Kiba's return. But now I was packing up my bag to get ready to be discharged and Sasuke was still nowhere to be seen.

It felt weird. He would always be there, mocking me. I almost felt free from his cruel grasp.

Has he finally decided to leave me alone?

I signed the discharge papers to learn that the bills have been accounted for. I stepped out of the hospital with Kiba by my side. And a car beeped at us. It was my old car, I instantly recognised it. My eyes widen in shock and excitement. "Hey, this uber is the same model as my old car." I giggled, boarding into the vehicle.

Kiba raised his eyebrow as he got into the car, "I haven't booked an uber though."
"Oh." I blurted out in disappointment. I could almost relive my past life, sitting in this car. With the interior being exactly the same as my old one..

It looked so similar to mine, as if it was also custom made.. I scanned around it one last time, before leaving. It even had the same scratch mark I made when the accident with Sasuke occured.

Wait..
Is this my car?

"Sir Naruto Uzumaki, yes?" The driver said.
"This is your car. And I am your chauffeur. We are going home now, so please do not attempt to the leave the car. You have just been released from the hospital, let's get you home to rest." He started the car and the doors were automatically locked.

I looked up to Kiba, confused and he had the exactly same expression on his face so I knew it wasn't his doing.
Who bought my car for me?
Was it Sasuke?
More importantly, I didn't have a home..
So where was he driving us to..

I looked around and the path seemed familiar.
It was back to my house. The house I owned and lived in for years. After being abandoned for so long, surprisingly, the house's front garden was being taken care of and it looked as though I never stopped living here.

The car finally came to a halt, and I was being greeted by my old maids and servants back into my home. Not a speck of dust was on my furniture. Everything was exactly the way I left it.

As if I never left.
I entered my home and Kiba followed along. My bags were passed to my maids. I couldn't believe it. Everything was mine again. But how? Was it Sasuke's doing?
Did he pity me for taking my own life?

Rock lee was in my living room, kneeling on one knee. Behind him was a group of my higher status members. All of them were kneeling. "Forgive us." They exclaimed in unison.
"Where is Sasuke Uchiha?" I asked them.
"He simply told us he handed everything back to you, and that he was leaving." Lee replied, his eyes still unable to look at me.
"Leaving? Where to?" I continued interrogating. What exactly was he up to this time?

"We are all unaware of that, boss." My former right hand man answered.

"Don't call me boss until you find the man named Sasuke Uchiha." I immediately instructed them to find him. "Yessir!" And they dispersed as soon as the command was given.

Kiba laughed, "It's so ridiculous, it's almost unbelievable." He sanked into my sofa. I sat beside him, sighing. I didn't know what to make of this situation. I can't understand Sasuke at all.

Why did the hell would he do this?