I don't own Naruto… but that would be awesome!
Updated note for 10/10/2017- I fixed this chapter up a little bit but I'm not entirely happy with what I did before. Treat this as a prologue, introduction to the characters who will be a bit OOC. You may also notice that Itachi, who shows up later, is paired with an OC, sorry if this bothers you but I didn't like any of the characters he's normally paired with.
Also you may notice my… prefernces have swithced a little. Pairings are the same with positions reversed in some cases. For now I am editing and that is leading into a rewite but I probably won't have much time for it until November is over. For those who happen on this who are participating in NaNoWriMo this year, good luck to all! Now, enjoy this piece of work from 2009 I'm trying to give a makeover…
~Sasuke~
Sasuke slammed the door, his fathers voice had haunted him every step of the way. Telling he was a bad son and that he was a useless disgrace to the family, the worst part was Itachi just sat there watching? That was possibly what pissed him off the most. His brother always sat there listening to father berate him over nothing, and never tried to defend Sasuke, even in moments where he'd done absolutely nothing.
He dug through the top drawer of his dresser before pulling out a small metal box from the very back. He pulled the key chain out from under his shirt. On the necklace was a small silver key, a small pocket knife about two inches long, and a small silver locket that contained a picture of him and his brother when he was five and his brother still loved him.
He put the key into the small keyhole and turned, opening the box with a small click. He pulled a needle from the box, all were carefully filled each to about 50 mg. He tied off his arm a few inches above his elbow, flicking his arm a little and waiting for the vein to pop up, and pushed the needle in before emptying the contents into his veins. The relief was instant, he put the discarded needle into the box with the others, he needed to find a way to dispose of them but he'd been too paranoid of someone finding them to do so.
He shut and locked the box, leaving it out on his desk, and collapsed onto his bed, inhaling deeply as he allowed himself to rest. He would need to see gaara soon about getting some Xanax.
~Naruto~
Naruto laid on his bed the barren; emptiness of his house seemed to be eating him alive. He sat up only to be barricaded by insults that his brain loved to playback repeatedly. His mind turned against him all the insults, the lies, and his own self hatred attacked him, filling his head with notions, every thought made him think he was one step closer to crazy.
He hated being alone. He moved over to his bed sitting sitting down and reaching under his mattress to remove a small match box from beneath it. He opened the box quickly removing the ten matches that were left followed by a piece of cardboard, to reveal the treasure that lay beneath.
Naruto pulled out the small blade he had pulled from a paint remover at school, holding it gently between his fingers he flippied it over a few times before placing it at his wrist and pulling it across, just above the wounds from the day before. He watched as the blood fell before his phone went off, Gaara, his best friend, had the worst timing.
~Shino~
Shino sat cross-legged on the floor, staring silently at his reflection in the mirror. The view that stared back was not one that impressed him. He had taken off his coat and glasses and tried to find an ounce of something good before slamming his fist into the glass when he saw nothing but death reflected. He putt his coat and glasses back on. His door was pushed open and his mother walked in.
"Shino, are you okay?"
"..." His mother watched him for a few moments for any sign that he was going to respond before sighing.
"I'm not replacing the mirror this time." She told him before walking out.
~Kiba~
Kiba also stood before a mirror, staring at his most naked body in disgust. But he stood in nothing but boxers, staring at himself before he stepped on the scale. He scowled and quickly stepped back off, the scale immediately jumped back to zero. He pulled his clothes back on making sure his coat was zipped up all the way before leaving the bath-room, ignoring his sister who watched him walk by before calling after him.
"Kiba, I'm making dinner now." Kiba just ignored her and shut his bedroom door sitting back on his bed and staring at the ceiling, he didn't noticed the worried look his sister gave the door after he shut it.
"You've only lost two pounds you cow. No eating, no eating for a week." He told himself quietly.
~Neji~
Neji wandered over to the closet, looking around his room before entering the closet. He closed the door behind him before flipping the switch; bright fluorescent light filled the closet. He walked to the back and dug around in the corner under a pile of clothes that he no longer wore and pulled out a bag, a small black bag that rattled whenever it moved.
He opened the bag carefully and pulled out a small bottle. On the front in small, black, obviously handwritten writing was the word 'Vicodine' followed by an even smaller 1,000 Mg. He dumped two pills into his hand then tossed them into his mouth, swallowing them dry. He needed to call Gaara.
~Gaara~
Gaara poured the small white pills into a bag before picking up his phone for the week. He'd made things close to impossible, changing his phone number once every other week at the latest. If he didn't trust someone or thought someone had given his phone nubmer where it didn't belong he dumped the phone and got a new one. He flipped it open and pressed it to his ear.
"What do you want?" The voice on the other end stumbled over himself for a second.
"Um, a friend gave me-"
"What do you need?" Gaara snapped to the hesitant voice on the other end. He was in no mood for these jumpy addicts today.
"Ex, I have 200."
"Be at the park on fifth in ten minutes." Gaara then snapped his phone shut, he'd received a couple of texts after calling Naruto, too many people needing things from him. Gaara shut the door before walking from his house and taking a short walk to the park. He spotted a nervous looking kid under a tree and held out his hand.
The boy put the money in Gaara's hand and immediately put up his hands to catch the black bag that was tossed to him. "T, thank you." The kid said nervously before scurrying off. His phone started ringing again, he picked it up before scowling at the name on his caller I.D.
"What do you want Neji?" His voice came out impatient as he spoke, he was more than a little irritable.
"I'm almost out."
"Yeah, you and every other pill popper in Konoha. You can get your ass outside the house and come back to mine for a refill."
"I'm on my way out." As Gaara walked by Neji's house the older brunette fell into step next to him, "Hello Gaara." Gaara's phone rang again and he scowled before answering.
"I'll be at my fucking house." He growled before hanging up, Sasuke. Neji and Sasuke were his friends somehow, he treated them mostly like shit but they had come to him for drugs when they found out he was a dealer. He hated himself for fueling their addictions, but if he didn't he knew someone would and it may not be someone who would care to make sure they weren't going to die form what they got. His phone rang once again and as before he picked it up practically yelling into the receiver.
"To my house." He then tossed his phone across the street right into oncoming traffic.
"Well, you're angry today."
"You'd be angry to if every addict in Konoha came to you." Neji shrugged as they walked into the house and started up the stairs.
"Maybe stop selling drugs."
"Would you like me to stop selling drugs?" Neji didn't say anything, he looked upset by the question though.
"Where are you two going?"
"To fuck each other, I need you to order me a new phone."
"I just got you a new phone three days ago."
"It got hit by a car." Temari rolled her eyes at them and let them be one their way; Gaara slammed his bedroom door shut.
"Have you ever met a drug dealer that didn't use?" He asked, curious about this, Gaara wasn't the first dealer he had but he was the best, a little bit of an anger issue though. He almost seemed like drugs would help.
"Have you ever been tossed from a dealer's window?"
"Gaara, Sasuke's here." He winced as Tamari's voice echoed up at the stairs.
"Of course he is, send him up."
"You're friends with the Uchiha?"
"Hyuuga."
"Resident Heroin addict, meet my pill popper, pay up and leave I'm expecting company." Gaara counted the money and disappeared into his closet and came back handing each their chosen drug.
"Gaara, Kiba and Naruto are here."
"Put that shit away, Naruto's doesn't know." He hissed, Naruto was his best friend and the blond was a bundle of sunshine.
"Of course not." Neji mumbled putting the pills into his bag as the door was tossed open and Naruto bounded in jumping on Sasuke before blinking at the black hair where he should have seen red. He'd never seen someone else in Gaara's room before.
"You're not Gaara." He complained jumping down. He hadn't expected anyone else to be up here.
"Since you're all here Naruto this is Sasuke and Neji. And everyone already knows Kiba." The boy waved a bit, he looked anxious to leave. Gaara walked into the closet motioning for Kiba to following him before slamming the door shut after them, Naruto stared at the door.
"Think they're gunna make out?" He grinned a little before he noticed Sasuke looking at him, his eyebrow raised.
"You're bleeding." Naruto looked down at his sleeves noticing the blood that dripped from the drenched sleeve, the first was black so at least it wasn't noticable, he thought the bleeding had stopped though. He gasped, eyeing Sasuke nervously for just a moment before he left the room. The closet door was tossed open to reveal Kiba slipping a bottle into his pocket.
"No more than one a day, it will destroy your insides and it's not healthy." Kiba nodded before leaving the room followed by Neji.
"Naruto ran to the bathroom, you might want to find him a shirt to wear." Gaara nodded turning back to his closet as Sasuke exited the room. He knocked on the bathroom door before opening it slightly only to be stopped by Naruto who looked out questionably.
"Sasuke said you needed a shirt to wear."
"Thanks." Naruto said taking the shirt Gaara stuck through the door.
"I'm ordering pizza and a movie."
"Sounds like a plan."
"What type of pizza do you want?"
"Um, just cheese." Naruto said closing the door sitting back against the door pressing his back against it and pressing a wad off tissue to the offending cuts that littered his arms. Five minutes later the blood finally stopped, leaving Naruto feeling light headed. He pulled on the shirt Gaara brought him smiling at the long sleeves. He walked out of the bathroom before sitting on the couch next to Gaara flashing a toothy smile at the other boy.
"What'd you do to your shirt?"
"I think I spilled something on it, Sasuke pointed it out." He said quickly, Gaara raised an eyebrow but he nodded gently, accepting the answer for now.
Okie so a bit fixed to get rid of some of those things I noticed and disliked. I'll try to fix it up but for now anyone who happens upon it and made it this far, drop me a line and let me know what you think. Constructive Critisism is always appreciated.!