Madness

Hey everyone,

This is the third - and last- of my new stories. The other two are "My lovely spy" and "A letter from Naruto". I will only be continuing one or two of them, so make sure you let me know which you prefer.

This is a pilot chapter. It's a SasuNaru, and written in first person (Sasuke POV). Some things in this prologue might not add up, but everything will explain itself over time. Also, although most fictions start before Naruto and Sasuke got together and end when they do, this is completely different.

In fact, I think this might be one of the most bizarre fictions I have ever attempted to write.

Note: I am looking for people to critique- not beta- my original fiction. It's not a yaoi, but I would really appreciate any help I can get. If you are interested, send me a message.

I hope you enjoy it.

The prologue

I swallowed as he took off his ginger cotton shirt at a teasing pace. One by one, each star appeared. Why would he have stars tattooed on his beautiful tanned back? I couldn't figure it out, but I had my excuse; my brain had been frozen since he had kissed me a few minutes earlier.

"What are you doing? Put your shirt back on!" I hissed although I would have given half of my life for him to keep those kissable shoulders exposed.

He turned around to answer me, and time froze. Perfect abs. Perfect chest. Perfect buds. Perfect everything. I was sure my face had the dumbest most dazed expression that had ever been made. But I decided to postpone my ego's intervention, and let my Id live a little.

"P-put it on!" It was unlike me to shout, but I did. I yelled so loud, my throat later burned as if I had swallowed fire mixed with acid mixed with scorching sand.

He walked towards me, and leaned. I could hear my heart beating and my breaths hitch. His lids fluttered, and I could only stare like an idiot. "Sasuke."

"Yes," I gulped as I felt his hot vapor tickle my lips as he approached me.

"I..."

Yes! Say it!

"I..."

Say it Naruto. Say you want me.

"I don't know where to sleep."

Yeah- What? Wait! What did he just say?

I blinked a few times my mind started to clear up, "What did you say?"

"Are we going to sleep next to each other? I like to sleep nude, do you mind that?"

"Get out of my room."

"What?"

"Get out of my room!"

"W-what? What? Why?"

"Dobe, get out or I will make you." I pushed him.

"Teme, I will tell your brother!" He shouted at me furrowing his brows.

"Tell him after you get out," i shoved him outside my room and locked the door instantly.

Damn him!

Why did this stranger have to walk into my life and change everything? I felt angry. I felt frustrated. My brother had walked in my room with his blond friend- Deidara- and the idiot at sun-rise. He 'ordered' me to pretend as if Naruto was a friend who needed to stay a place to stay while his parents were out of town. I had refused at first, but the weasel blackmailed me. He threatened that he would tell father about my gay-porn stash. I had to agree. I could have insisted on my position, but the consequences could have included me disinherited.

I was roused out of my thoughts when he started banging against the door. Instantly, I heard my father's foot steps. The sound that I had always feared since it was often followed by severe physical pain. I rushed towards the door, hauling it open, and pulling Naruto inside before closing the door again.

"What are you doing? You want my father to throw you out into the streets? I had to beg to get him to accept you in our house."

"You are the one who threw me outside!"

"You are the one who started taking off your clothes just after he k-kissed me," I whispered the last word fearing that my father would hear it.

"So?"

"I-it's unnatural."

"Why?"

"We're both guys and my father- father might get the wrong idea about me." I straightened my facial expressions. "I don't like men."

"So you thought throwing me outside your room half naked would... what? Give a good impression?"

I frowned again not knowing how to answer to that. "Put your shirt on. You are not sleeping naked."

"Fine," His nose fluttered forcing me to see his non-sexy side. He then hissed 'stuck-up' under his breath as if I couldn't hear. I chose to ignore it however.

He started to put his shirt on watching me read one of my books, "Aren't you going to ask me why I have to be here."

"I assumed you are one of Itachi's boy-toys except you are too young for him to claim that you're his friend infront of my father. Close enough?"

"Wrong! I am Dadara's brother."

"His name is Deidara. If you are going to lie, put some thought into it."

"That's my nick name for Dadara nii-san."

"Don't be an idiot."

"Fine, I will tell you the truth."

He leaned towards me again. That man had no respect for personal space. "Not interested."

"I am an alien."

"So Itachi found you in a therapist's office. Had he gone through all the sane gay men in Konoha already?" I mocked, half knowing that no sane person would ever want to sleep with my raptor brother. I had always loved and respected Itachi, but the man was manipulative and sadistic. He had been preying on the self-conscious insecure boys and women, and whatever else had a reproductive organ.

"Don't believe me if you don't want. But really I am. I am from Jupiter."

I only hissed glaring at him.

"It's really hot there, and lonely. So I decided to come here to earth and plan for an invasion. Believe it!"

I blinked once with agitation deciding that I was going to give Itachi a piece of my mind tonight after he returns. He had no right bringing such a person into our house.

"...Plus, we were running out of water 'cause it's so hot..." He kept going, and I kept ignoring him.

"...Then, the Venusians suggested a peace treaty, but apparently our king had a one night stand with their queen, and knocked her up. So our queen was bit-"

"Aren't you getting into it a bit too much?"

"You said I should put some thought into it!"

"..."

"Fine, I am a hallucination."

I pinched the bridge of my nose trying to will him away as he went on and on once more. "Is this supposed to be funny?"

He pursed his lips deliberating it for a moment before he spoke. I expected an answer, but all I got was, "Do you have any ramen?"

I sighed, "No we don't. We don't allow junk food in the house."

"Damn, well, if so, I don't like being in this dream anymore."

Rolling my eyes, I sighed once again. "Believe me, It feels like a nightmare for me too."

"No, really! Don't you ever wonder if we were all a dream inside someone's mind?"

Studying his serious expression with my eyes, I decided that his stupidity didn't deserve to be honored by an answer, so I remained silent. He didn't seem to get my annoyance however, and kept on going.

"Maybe it's some sort of lucid dream. You know, the kind of dream you can control. So, he can control us. He was the one who made me kiss you."

My eyebrows rose at this comment, "You should sleep now."

He took slow steps towards my bed and then slid under the cover. "When I wake up, all the little people in my mind will die..." He mumbled.

He disappeared two days after staying at my house. For some reason, I was obsessed with the idea of figuring out the truth. I searched for two weeks before discovering he was a student at the public school near by. I rushed out of school for the next week in order to wait for him at the end of the school day, however I yielded nothing. According to some of the other students, he skipped most days.

Eventually, I managed to spot him the crowed marching out of the building. I gripped his arm scowling, and he just laughed nervously in response. I demanded an explanation, yet I got an unconvincing one. He said that he was under to much pressure that he decided to take a break. He went drinking one day, and ended up following Itachi back to Deidara's place, because in his drunken state, he thought my brother was a vampire. "Like that Edward guy," he had said to me then.

I didn't know how it actually came to be, but less than two month later; I was at his place every day after school making out. I never liked labels- and that label in particular- but we were boyfriends.

Six months later, I was used to his bizarre statements. In fact, some were very endearing. One day he had told me that we were cheated. When I asked him why, he replied by saying we used to be one soul but they split us. He justified it by mentioning how different but compatible we are. He ended it claiming that if we ever left each other, we would never feel complete again.

On a January morning, I was getting ready to visit my mother's grave with Itachi and Father. I left my mobile on the desk right next to me, redialing Naruto's number. We had fought the night before heatedly since he wanted me to come out to my father. Selfish. He was selfish for asking me to do something so life racking, but I still didn't want us to break up.

That was when I heard the door bell ring as if someone had pressed his finger down and refused to budge. I assumed that he came to finish his fight we started the night before. Figuring, that it would be a problem if father got to the door first, I dashed down the stairs.

When I pulled the door open, Naruto was on the ground crying and shaking. It wasn't like him. I had never seen him cry before. My heart clenched as my hands wrapped around his sweat drenched body to help him up. He wouldn't budge.

My father showed up behind me, and I was certain it everything was going to blow up. However, when he had seen the state my baby was in, my father gave in.

He furrowed his brows, bending down to carry Naruto. "Call a doctor."

He laid the blond down on the couch as his eyes glared at me. I knew then that he suspected that Naruto was a drug addict.

Blaming me with his eyes for being a friend with such a person, he tapped his leg against the floor. I didn't care. I held Naruto close to my chest, and let him curl in my embrace. He clung to me like a terrified child.

The doctor came and left, giving him some anti-anxiety meds. "Just exhaustion," he had said to my father. After that, my father had – unlike my expectations- allowed me to stay with Naruto instead of going with him to the grave yard.

For the next six hours, Naruto was like a wet cold puppy. I kept kissing his forehead and cheeks asking 'what happened to you?' almost hysterically. After he had calmed down a bit, he whispered in my ear the sentence that was about to change everything in my life. "He raped me."

My eyes widened in shock as my breath hitched. "W-what?"

He hugged me tighter. "I hate him."

It took him a while before he could speak coherently, but he explained everything in detail. He said that the same man had been raping him repeatedly ever since he was seven. Five times when he was eight, and then twice every year since.

Froze, I didn't know if it was true or one of his bizarre frequent statements. Then again, there was the love of my life shaking in my hands. It felt real for him. It felt real for me, and I started hating that man just as much as if he had assaulted me too.

Suddenly, my mind started translated clues to support what Naruto was saying. I figured that since Naruto had been living in and out of foster care for his whole life, he could have met such psycho. Plus, after his emancipation, he was living alone. So he was a perfect target for a predator.

By the end of our conversation, my father was pulling up the drive way. Naruto made me swear not to say or report to the police. He said that they will throw him into foster care again if they got thinking he couldn't look after himself. I didn't know why I believed his logic back then, but I did.

So I decided to take manner into my own hands, but I couldn't go back to Naruto's place without back up. I asked my father if he could give us a lift. I had my own car, but when my father saw the necessity in my eyes, he didn't protest.

When we got to the front door, Naruto collapsed on the ground refusing to step into his apartment- which had seemed untouched, by the way. My father ended up carrying Naruto back into the car, and then up to my room where he lived ever since. The deal with my father was only for two weeks, but even a cruel man like him couldn't throw out a kid onto the streets.

Things seemed to cool down over the next few weeks, until Naruto came home one day face pale and almost blue in horror. He said that he had seen the man following him around the school grounds.

The next day, I skipped school for what might have been the first time in my life, in order to go to his school.

Should I continue?

What do you think?