Summary:

Naruto has paranoid-schizophrenia, and has been back and forth from the youth psychiatric ward in Konoha Hospital countless times, and each time doesn't seem to help for very long. Nor does the medicine that Tsunade prescribes him. But he also has claustrophobia, bipolar disorder type 2 and OCD that has his mother going insane because when he organizes the entire house, no one can find anything.

So far, he has friends; Sasuke, Sakura, Neji, Temari, Lee, Tenten, Kiba, Kankuro and Gaara along with a few others, but he's slowly distancing himself from them all because Kurama, the voice inside his head that he hears all the time, tell him that they're not worth being around because he's not worth it. Kurama is the main and only reason that Naruto has attempted suicide well over twenty times in his life since Naruto first started hearing him inside his head when he was thirteen almost fourteen almost four years ago.

Naruto is slowly slipping away from all of his friends, his family, and those that really care about him and no one knows what to do, all because they have no clue what's wrong with him and he refuses to let anyone know because that's what Kurama tells him to do. Will Naruto be able to be saved from himself and his demons, or will Kurama finally get Naruto to do what he's always wanted the blonde to do since his first whisper? The clock is ticking, and fast, especially when Naruto starts hanging with the wrong crowd and gets into drugs and alcohol.

Authors' Note: There are no demons in this story, though there is Kurama inside Naruto's head but only as a voice that torments him. Sasuke is NOT an ass like he is in the original story line. Gaara and his family are from Suna, but they moved when Gaara was one years old to Konoha. Naruto's parents are both alive and well and so is Gaara's father though Gaara was never treated like he was in the show.

If you all have any questions, feel free to ask me in a review/comment and I'll be glad to answer them. Hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 1

"I can't believe you're going to school like this." A voice inside my head I named Kurama because he said he didn't have a name said when I left home to go to school. Granted, I haven't had a shower yet this morning, but I didn't look that bad when I looked in the mirror and changed into yesterday's clothes since mine hadn't been washed yet, only because I didn't give them to my mother last night.

"What are you talking about?" I asked. "I'm perfectly fine."

"Well, you look like you haven't slept in days, haven't showered in days and you stink!" His voice echoed loudly inside my head. Wait, why in the hell was he being so nice to me in the first place?

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked, raising an eyebrow as I walked past a couple kids waiting at a bus stop. But I didn't stop as I kept walking. I never take the bus to school. It was only a three mile walk and I'd rather walk instead. I hyperventilate on buses, they're too crowded.

"Because, I'm in that kind of mood." Kurama muttered, and I smirked.

"Someone has a heart." I sang over and over again. "And considering what you did to me last night, it sounds like you're trying to apologize for being a fucking ass to me."

"That is not so you damn moron." Kurama hissed.

"Whatever." I huffed, crossing my arms as I passed another group of students waiting on the bus.

One more year … one more year and I'll be done with these freaks! Sure, being a junior in high school wasn't something I thought I'd ever be, but here I am, a month into school already, and wishing I was graduating so I can be done with it all. Of course, I do have suicide to consider … like I have done at least five times this year and failed. So far, in these last four years of my life, I've tried killing myself roughly on average six to ten times a year, even with the medication that I'm taking. What the hell those medications are for, I have no idea, and I don't think I'll be asking about it any time soon. And so far, neither my Mom or my Dad have realized that I'm out of pills … because I hid them all down the damn toilet last night because Kurama told me to.

"Hey, dobe, you want a ride?" A familiar voice said to my left and when I turned to look, it was Sasuke and his older brother pulling over to the curb, stopping when I stopped walking to stare at them.

"Huh?" I asked, only because what he asked me had already slipped my mind.

"Dumb ass, the Uchiha asked you if you wanted a ride to school." Kurama sighed heavily inside my head.

"Oh, thanks." I nodded quickly, then blinked like a moron. "Do I want to ride with them?" I asked Kurama as I crossed my arms, momentarily looking to my left as I thought. Something I normally did when I thought.

"It's up to you, but it might help you get to school faster so you can take a shower." Kurama said.

"But I don't need one damn it!" I hissed.

"Naruto …" Sasuke said, and when I finally looked back at him, he looked creeped out.

"No, I guess I don't want a damn ride to school!" I finally yelled and started running the rest of the distance to Konoha High. To be honest, I didn't really want to see him this morning. He pissed me off yesterday when he yelled at me because he didn't like how I looked. Damn bastard.

"Hey Naruto, why don't you run in front of that car that's behind you, you know that you want to." Kurama said inside my head in such a low whisper that I almost didn't hear everything he said. Great, he's back to his old self.

"So now you want me to try and kill myself?" I huffed as I stopped running a block away from the school, leaning forward and resting my hands on my knees as I tried to get my breathing back to normal.

Normally, this distance of running wouldn't bother me, but seeing as I don't eat like I normally do, it's slowly becoming harder and harder for me to do anything I used to do.

"Damn it!" I hissed, how grabbing at my head with both hands and pulled my hair. "Will you just leave me alone you damn asshole?"

"Who are you talking to?" A familiar voice behind me asked, making me spin around to be face to face with dog breath Kiba and his girlfriend Hinata.

"None of your concern dog breath." I hissed, turning on my heels and walked the rest of the way to school, shoving my hands in my pockets of my black pants as I went, cursing under my breath at Kurama for suggesting that I jump in front of any car right now.

"You should have, it would have probably helped you end your suffering." Kurama whispered, making me grind my teeth together and my hands clench into tight fists in my pockets.

"End my suffering, baah." I huffed, climbing up the stairs and through the double doors as I entered the school only to get stared at. Making myself ignore the stares as I went to my locker to get my books for English, Art and Science; Iruka-sensei, Kakashi-sensei and Kabuto-sensei all in order. Iruka was alright, Kakashi was a pervert who loved reading porn during class when he's supposed to be teaching and is always late to class and Kabuto was just plain weird. Had an obsession with medical science and always insisted that he treat any wounds made in class instead of letting us go to the school nurse. Like I always said, I think he enjoyed seeing others' pain.

"Naruto, why did you yell at me and run off like that?" I heard Sasuke ask behind me, making me turn around and glare at him.

"If you must know, I wasn't yelling at you." I hissed and turned to walk towards English class, but a hand on my shoulder stopped me in my tracks only to turn around and see that Sasuke was getting annoyed with me. Good.

"You're coming with me." He hissed, grabbing my shirt in his fist and dragged me towards the office.

"Don't take me there!" I yelled, honestly, I really didn't want to go to the office. The principal; who just so happened to be my father, really hated it when I was dragged there because of something I didn't mean to do.

"Naruto! Stop it, I'm only taking you so you can go home and get a damn shower!" Sasuke yelled, which didn't make the situation around me any better.

"Goddamn it Sasuke, let go of me!" I yelled once again and slid out of my shirt and bolted down the hall way just before he reached for the handle to the office door where my father sat behind and I didn't look back. At least I had on a tank top underneath the shirt, otherwise everyone would see the worst of my scars on my torso. Granted, everyone's seen the scars on my wrists before all the time, but the ones on my stomach and sides were the worst I've ever inflicted upon myself during the worst times when Kurama started showing up.

Speaking of which, the damn bastard was quiet. Oh well, peace at last!

By the time I thought I had Sasuke left behind in a cloud of dust -figure of speech- I rounded a corner that led to the gym and leaned against the wall before sliding down and hugging my knees to my chest as I tried to get my breathing steady. That's the second time I had to bolt out of someone's reach this morning.

"Naruto, what are you doing here?" Another familiar voice said to my left, once again, making me jump and clutch at my chest as my heart pounded only faster instead of slowing down.

"What does it matter to you Sakura?" I hissed.

"And when was the last time you took a bath?" She asked as she pinched her nose closed. Gods, what the fuck was everyone's problem?

"Doesn't matter to you." I hissed yet again as I stood up and dusted myself off, wishing I had my shirt back from Sasuke. "Have you seen the bastard? He has my shirt."

"Sasuke? No, I haven't seen him this morning, and we're about to be late to English if we don't hurry up." Sakura said, now grabbing my hand as she dragged me towards the stairway and up the stairs. English was on the second floor of the two floor school that had a partial basement for storage and the boiler room.

"I didn't hear the bell ring." I admitted. I guess I was too busy trying to calm my rampaging heart to notice.

"There you are!" Sasuke's voice said ahead of us, his hand still clenching my shirt, but a tall blonde was standing behind him that made me try to get out of Sakura's tight grip that was around my wrists, but she wasn't letting go … and I wasn't getting free either.

"Why can't you people leave me alone?" I whined as I tried to keep Sakura from pulling me along, but each time I tried, I almost tripped over my feet and almost face planted the floor.

"Naruto, we're going home, now." The blonde man behind Sasuke said, his eyes hard as he glared at me with such intensity that I wished I could just shrivel away and never be seen again.

"Serves you right. Maybe he'll send you away again." Kurama muttered, finally showing himself once again -once again, figure of speech, I haven't actually seen him before but I do kind of imagine what he'd look like sometimes.

"Ha, says you." I muttered.

"I wouldn't be talking if I were you." Kurama warned, though I could just sense the humor in his voice.

"And who says I can't talk you self righteous ass?" I hissed, oblivious to the eyes on me as I finally got my hand free from Sakura's grip and crossed my arms. Actually, I forgot for a moment that I was in the hallway in school instead of at home.

"Naruto, are you okay?" Both Sasuke and Sakura asked at the same time, though one with more concern than the other. And it was their voices that brought me back to reality and remember where I actually am.

"Yes I'm fine, who wants to know?" I asked with a raised eyebrow.

"You don't sound fine." Kurama laughed, and it made my blood boil.

"Shut up you fucking bastard!" I finally yelled. "I really don't need you telling me what to do again! I've had it with you!"

"Lets go home Naruto, please?" I heard my father ask, making me remember who was standing around me again and stare at the three people that were just looking at me like I was some rabid animal.

"What for?" I asked.

"A shower, clean clothes, probably a good nap." Dad said, which made Sasuke and Sakura gasp and turn to stare at him.

"So you're going to let him stay home?" Sasuke seethed.

"That's so not fair!" Sakura whined.

"Kids, you'll find out why soon enough, but right now isn't a good time." Dad said which made me raise an eyebrow.

"Find out what?" I asked just before Dad grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards the other set of stairs we had in the school to get to the second floor.

"Not now Naruto." Dad whispered to me, which just confused me even more, but I shrugged it off for now and waved to the pink haired girl and the raven haired boy as Dad dragged me down the stairs, well, not literally, but it sure felt like it.

By the time Dad and I made it home, Mom had the front door opened and Dad rushed me inside and let Mom take over so he could get back to school to work. And when the front door was closed, I earned a glare from my Mom, though a moment later, it softened and she sighed heavily.

"What are we going to do with you Naruto?" She asked, probably to herself but I wouldn't know. "You're seventeen and we still have to remind you to take a shower, and you never gave me your clothes to wash yesterday so I managed to go through your room and get all your clothes you had thrown all over the place and they're in the dryer now."

"But Mom." I whined as she then turned me around and started pushing me towards the bathroom to take a shower.

"No buts mister, you're going to take a shower, or it's going to be a bath and I'm going to wash you up." Mom said, then I heard her sniff the air around the two of us and almost gagged. Really? "Okay, new plan, I'm giving you a bath."

"That's so embarrassing Mom!" I shouted.

"You can wash your lower half, I'm washing your hair. And what the hell? Is there food in your hair?" She said as we entered the bathroom and she stripped my shirt off me before turning the water on for the bath. She had changed direction and decided to let me get in her and Dad's Jacuzzi tub instead of the one I usually go in. I could now feel her picking through my hair to see what else got in there. Yes, I had unruly hair, so what?

"Okay, how in the hell did you get this in your hair?" She asked a few minutes later and turned me around to see a Q-tip in her hands that hadn't even been used yet.

"I have no clue." I said, honestly.

"You really are a simple minded oaf, you know that?" Kurama muttered in the back of my mind and I couldn't help but growl at his comment.

"What now?" Mom asked as she put her hands on her hips, something she always did when I annoyed her to no end.

"Not you damn it, how many times am I going to have to say that!" I hissed, surprised I didn't yell, though the next look on her face was priceless.

"Naruto, did you take your medicine this morning?" Mom asked, her face becoming slightly pale as she spoke.

"I don't know." I shrugged, though I wasn't very good at lying about it.

"You dumped them in the trash remember?" Kurama chuckled.

"Only because you told me to." I huffed as I crossed my arms.

"Wait, are you talking to Kurama?" Mom asked.

"Who told you about him?" I asked.

"You did, a long time ago. But Naruto, that means you haven't taken your medicine in just over a week. Why are you doing this again?" Mom asked, now near the verge of tears as she spoke.

"It's not my damn fault!" I screamed, pushing past her and locking myself in my room. God, I just wanted to be left alone! Wait, scratch that, I'm never fucking alone thanks to Kurama … and he always made sure of it too damn it.