I stepped onto the cold hard ground as I got out of my car.

I pushed a stranded of blond hair from my eyes and back into my gelled up mane.

People asked me why I was going to work at a step-up program. I just told them that's where all the good stories are. Not once had they responded back to me.

I walked toward the hospital with the intent on helping these people.

My knowledge in psychology tells me their hopeless; my knowledge on life tells me otherwise.

I stepped into Konoha Psychiatric Asylum with a confident strut walking past all the patients with glee.

People who live here aren't crazy. They are different. They are the only ones who have ever witnessed the real face of reality. The people who have suffered though so many struggles, and had had enough of them.

Anger-management.

Schizophrenia.

Psychosis.

Split-personality disorder.

Major depression disorder.

Excessive flash-backs.

Lastly… Suicidal...

These are the reasons why these people are here.

These are the things that are put in movies.

This is where I now work.

"Ehem, I'm looking for Doctor Tsunade…" I asked one of the nurses as I arrived at the desk.

"O, right this way, she's very busy. I ask that you do not aggravate her, she's all ready breathing down our necks…"

"I'll try my best…"

As the female nurse opened the door the microphone sounded.

"Code green in the adolescent unit. Code green in South 1."

I saw many male nurses and doctors scurrying down the halls.

"What was that all about…?"

"Don't worry it probably just Sasuke again… Code green means all available staff and nurses must report to that area. We have been having them a lot ever since Sasuke got a new doctor. Relax, at least he is not one of the angry ones…"

"Right…"

She opened the door to a large busted blond haired woman.

"Hello, Naruto."

"Hey old hag…"

The nurse mouth hanged agape as Naruto crossed the boundary line.

"Naruto…"

"Ya,Ya, sorry grandma..."

Grandma hugged me so hard my feet left the floor. When the hug was done she dropped me to the ground and ran to her desk.

"I'm putting you with kids your own age. Show them what its like to be a teenager. Show them what it's like to have a friend like you… You will be in South 1 with these kids…"

She handed me 4 folders. I read the names.

Sakura H.

Gaara S.

Itachi U.

Sasuke U.

"Now come let me introduce you to them."

Grandma grabbed and hand and ran through the door. Five doors later we appeared in a hallway full of terror. Three men were on top of a black hair boy who was struggling with a knife in his hand.

One male nurse barked out some orders and picked up the boy and threw him in what seemed to be his room. With the knife out of his hand he slammed against the small window on his door, screaming with such intensity his breath fogged up the frame.

"Who's that?"

My grandma looked down.

"That's one of yours. That's Sasuke Uchiha… Don't fear him though. He just is going through a bad week. But the thing is, if you get him on your side, you get the whole hospital is on your side. He's been here the longest. Since he was just five. All the adolescents look up to him. Even the adults admire him. He is usually calm. It's just his old doctor was killed in a car crash last week. Naruto, know one thing, if you get on his bad side, one of his followers will try to make attempts on your life."

"Then let's not get on his bad side then…"

With that I walked up to Sasuke's door and walked in.

He was settled down now and breathing steadily on his white sheeted bed.

"I don't know if I'm getting better or just used to the pain…"

I looked up.

"Excuse me…?" I asked trying not to sound surprised.

"Some people try to understand, but nobody can know what living like this is like."

I inched closer.

"Well maybe I can…"

He turned his head towards me.

"It wasn't a suicide attempt; it was an escape from everything awful. When we cut, we're in control - we make our own pain and we can stop it whenever we want. Physical pain relieves mental anguish. Don't you get it? For a brief moment, the pain of cutting is the only thing in the cutter's mind, and when that stops and the other comes back, it is weaker. Drugs do that too, and sex, but not like cutting. Nothing is like cutting."

I sat down on the end of his bed. He seemed like he was in a trance like state. His voice monotone and body loose.

"Is that what you were trying to do? Take away the metal torment?"

He stared at me, expression like he was reading from a interesting history book.

"I don't know what I was trying to do. I don't know what I want in life. I don't know what I want right now. All I know is that I'm hurting so much inside that it's eating me, and one day, there won't be any of me left."

I laid my hand over his and looked him in the eyes.

"Sasuke, do you like having a low self-esteem? Does it make you feel special?"

I gave a huge smile and looked him right in the eyes.

He chuckled.

"Even the people who never frown eventually breakdown… From the look in your eyes I can tell even you have broken-down at least once…"

"Very observant, but I'm not the one in here…"

He gave a small smile.

"That didn't stop me from disintegrating the sanity of my last staff."

"The only thing your disintegrating is my stupidity, and that's something."

I reached my hand out for him to shake.

"How about we work together to kill off your depression…"

He didn't shake my hand.

He gave me a blank angry stare but with a small smirk.

"I'm not that easily won over…You staff think that I'm the leader of everyone here. I'm just their voice…"

I took my hand back.

"Then I not going to win over the leader, I'm going to speak to the voice."

"Fine by me… But for right now I consider you a threat. Don't come any closer. Also, thank you."

"For what?"

"For walking in before that big nurse slapped me…"

"…"

I went quiet. That was something to think about. But for now I have to focus on learning more about him. I need to learn who Sasuke really is. When I get back home his file is going to be the first one I raid through…

I got up and walked to the door.

"Thank you for speaking to me Sasuke…"

"No problem, I hope I scared you enough…"

"You wish…"

With that I left Sasuke alone, and left me thought to bewilder my new patient, my new friend.

Ok that was life's suicide my new book stay tuned for the next chapter.

NOTE: I know what being in a place like this feels like I have been there two times for suicide attempts I do not hide it. Just think before you act. Please do not wreck others live just for your own satisfaction. STOP BULLYING STOP CHILD ABUSE AND DTOP RAPE!!! I dedicate this to the homosexual patients in Pembroke Hospital. My first stop before I went to a step-up program…