Welcome to my first story! I'm very glad you're here! bow Let's see, what do I need to do? Oh, right.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did, he'd be in my bedroom right now. Kakashi: WHACK! Sorry, I mean Kakashi-sensei would be in my room right now! Kakashi:That's better.
Warning: This story may contain some yaoi fluff later. Considering this is my first official fanfic, I don't have the guts to make it too smutty. Kakashi:Aw, why not? QUIET YOU PERV! Kakashi: Is that any way to speak to your sensei? It is when my sensei is a perv. Anyway, this story also contains angst, and might be SasuNaru. Also might have character death. Depends on how much you review and vote. (hint) This story is not for the faint of heart. I think that's it. Enjoy! 8-8-88-8-8-8-88- Naruto POV The blood flows freely down my wrists. It glistens as it falls to the floor drop by drop. Damnit! The wound is healing too quickly! Leave me alone Kyuubi! I pick up my blade and slash my wrist again. A new river forms. A river that carries away the pain, and the ache, and the nothingness. Perhaps I should let it carry me away too. Yes, that's it. I'll float away on this river of my own creation. I'll be doing them a favor. None of them has the guts to get rid of the "demon boy" themselves. I reach for the knife and cut myself again. And again. And again. And again. The blood is running more sluggishly now. Kyuubi can't keep up. Good. Meddling old fox. Now I can have peace at last. Peace… The world fades to black. 8-8-8-8-8-8-8-8-88-8-8- Sasuke POV Something's wrong. I can feel it in my bones, something's wrong. The dobe's not here yet. Even Kakashi-sensei is here now. Naruto is usually here before I am, let alone before Kakashi is here! Maybe the dobe stayed up too late training. Yeah, that has to be it. "Hey," I say. "Let's go check on his apartment. The lazybutt is probably still asleep." Kakashi puts down his fine piece of literature coughporncough and stands up. "That is a very good and sensible idea," he says. "Yeah," Sakura agrees, cracking her knuckles. "I'd love to help the idiot wake up." We fly across the rooftops and arrive at Naruto's apartment in less then a minute. Not exactly the classiest place in Konoha, but at least it's a place to sleep, I guess. "Naruto?" Kakashi yells and bangs on the door. "Wake up! You're late!" No answer. "That's it" Sakura growls. With a force that makes even me shiver, she broke down the door using a killer kick. "Naruto?" Kakashi calls. "We're coming in!" The living room is quiet. Nothing special in the bedroom or bathroom. But the kitchen… Oh God, what is in the kitchen. A sea of blood greets us. The dobe lies curled in the middle. Naruto's signature orange jumpsuit is now a sickening rust color. His sunshine hair is dyed a disgusting strawberry. In his hand is a knife. Oh, God! "Stay here!" Kakashi ordered. "I'm going to get Tsunade!" Stay here. As though I could move if I wanted to. Sakura is kneeling and puking. I don't blame her. Please hurry Kakashi. Don't you dare die on me, Dobe. 8-8-8-88-8-8-8-8-88-8-8 Sorry it's kind of short. Please review!