(Naruto POV)
I hate my life. The guy that I love is going out with that bitch Sakura! It hurts me every time that I see them but I keep my mask in place and never let them see me sad. I get out of bed and walk over to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and see all the scars and cuts that I have on my arms. Stupid kuuybi refuses to heal them for me.
"That's right brat. I will not heal you if it is you that is going to cause the injuries!"
I look around the bathroom and I find my best friend in the whole world there. My razor. I pick it up and I remember the first time that I cut myself.
(Flashback!)
"Hey Naruto!" "What's up Sakura-chan?" I replied to my out of breath teammate. "Sasuke agreed to go out with me!" I was shocked to hear that. "What's wrong Naruto?" "Nothing Sakura-chan. I am happy for you. Sorry but I have to go." With that said I turned and ran back to my apartment and went straight to the bathroom to cry. That's when I saw my razor in the bathtub. I pick it up and bring it to my wrist hoping that it would take away the pain that I was feeling inside. I watch as the blood comes out of the cut and rolls down the side of my arm. I made another cut and another until I started to feel dizzy and pass out on my bathroom floor.
(End flashback)
I bring the blade up to my arm and make another cut right on my vein and watch the blood gush out of the cut. All of a sudden I hear a knock on the door. I curse under my breath and bandaged my cut and put a shirt on before I opened the door. I was shocked to see who was at the door. None other then Sasuke, my rival, my best friend, and secret crush.