Hey.
So I wrote this when I was 14 and then when I grew out of Naruto I deleted it out of fear/embarrassment that people I knew irl would find it. Anyway, I've been sucked back into my Naruto addiction by re-watching the anime and thought I'd do a little rewriting of this and re-upload as it was my most popular fic before I deleted everything on my ff account other than Spiral Tapes (for some reason?).
I've not changed a lot (I'm lazy) but I've tweaked it a little bit; tried to make the characters slightly more believable. I think it's a decent story but I apologise for how miserable the whole theme of it is, I was not in the best head-space myself when I wrote this fic lol.
Anyway, enjoy! -E
Note: This fic switches between Naruto and Sasuke's POV. Whenever there's a - it means its switched. Also, things in italics are internal thoughts from whoever the section is currently being written in the perspective of. I hope that makes sense.
Warning: Throughout this fic there are; Mentions of eating disorders, drugs, addiction, murder. Descriptive suicide/self harm. Bad language. NSFW scenes (later in the fic). Basically don't read if you're particularly sensitive to anything lol, its pretty depressing and kinda graphic at parts.
REHAB - CHAPTER 1
As he laid on his bed, waiting to be called for the introductory meeting, Sasuke Uchiha once again wondered why he was here. Well, he knew his guardian, Kakashi Hatake, had made him come as it would "be good for him" but still, he now regretted not making more of a fuss about having to come. It'd been Kakashi's idea to send Sasuke to this new rehab centre that'd just opened up. It was different to other rehabilitation centres, as people with all sorts of different problems and addictions came to this one. It was supposed to show you how different people deal with things and instead of getting to know people with the same problem as yourself, one would find themselves talking to people from many backgrounds with different problems and views. They'd still be getting the same treatments as the other rehab places gave you, but the group counselling and meetings would be different. Sasuke and whoever else had come today were the guinea-pigs to see if this idea worked. And because it'd been free, Kakashi had jumped on the idea of sending Sasuke, not that Sasuke thought he needed rehabilitation, but apparently his view on the subject wasn't valid. The raven had only been here an hour and he was already bored even though he had another 27 days and 23 hours to go.
'Already counting the hours, are we?' Sasuke said to himself and smirked.
He'd unpacked most of his stuff into the wardrobe provided and was now laid on his new bed staring at the ceiling wondering how bad it could be. He didn't want to be mixed in with a bunch of druggies and alcoholics, but then again maybe that might be better than being stuck among people with the same problem as himself...
"The introductory meeting will start in 5 minutes in the main hall, please make your way down and find a seat in The Circle. Thank you." said a calm voice on the overhead speakers.
The raven sat up and ran a hand through his hair, spiking it up before walking over to the door and putting on his shoes. He glanced at himself in the mirror to make sure he looked presentable, though it was hard to go wrong when everything you were wearing was black or navy, and made his way into the corridor, locking the door behind him.
The main hall was a large room, with tall windows on the far wall and a door on either side. "The Circle" as it had been called by the woman on the speakers, was a large circle consisting of about 12 chairs. Around the sides of the room there were also chairs scattered about and a few tables as well. Sasuke was currently the only person in the room, apart from a girl with brown hair tied up into little buns on either side of her head. She was wearing sky blue uniform, that of the rehab centres, and was flicking through papers at one of the tables in the corner. Sasuke assumed she worked here as a helper or psychiatrist and ignored her, choosing to stand in another corner of the room waiting for somebody else to arrive and sit down before he did. He didn't want to draw attention to himself by being the first there, nor did he want to make small talk with the others who arrived early.
A minute or two later, Sasuke glanced towards the door as 5 people walked in. None of them seemed to know each other and they all sat down in silence. There was a boy with a ridiculous bowl hair-cut who had huge eyes, and even huger eyebrows, and was wearing a green all-in-one that made the raven's eyes burn. Then there were two blondes, a man with long hair partly tied up in a pony tail who looked around shiftily the whole time as if he was slightly insane, and a girl. She seemed ordinary enough but as the raven turned to look at her properly, he noticed how slim she was.
The last two were a guy in a pale blue hoodie with dark, round glasses and spiky brown hair who looked as if he could do with a good night's sleep and a tall man with extremely long brunette hair and an odd tattoo on his forehead.
What a weird bunch.
Two more people entered: a rather fat boy and a tall, thin boy with a very spiky pony tail. They sat next to each other and talked, it seemed to the Uchiha like they already knew each other. Seen as 7 of the 12 seats had been filled and there still needed to be room for the helpers/psychiatrists, Sasuke assumed everyone was here and decided now would be a good time for him to slip into a seat. He made his way over to The Circle and sat down next to the tall one with the spiky hair. Nobody really noticed him sit down, so all went as planned. Sasuke was slightly surprised to see one more person enter the room.
The boy who had just entered looked about the same age as Sasuke. He was blonde, with bright blue eyes and was tall and muscled. He also had some odd whisker-like scars on each of his tanned cheeks and was humming away happily to himself.
'I bet he's on drugs' Sasuke thought 'He looks too happy to not be...' The blonde sat down opposite Sasuke and looked around before settling comfortably into his seat and continuing to hum to himself.
At last, the helpers entered the main hall; A man with brown hair who appeared to be in charge, followed by a girl who didn't look much older than Sasuke, with big grey eyes and long purple-blue hair. The helper Sasuke had spotted earlier also joined them in the circle.
"Welcome to Konoha Rehabilitation Centre. My name is Yamato Mokuton, and I am the head psychiatrist here at KRC! First of all, I'd like to thank you all for coming. I know it can be a huge step admitting you have a problem, but now that you have, we can help you recover. Second, I'd like you to meet my two helpers, Hinata Hyuuga" Yamato gestured to the girl with grey eyes who smiled at them all. "And Ten-Ten" He then gestured to the girl with the buns who grinned. "We also have a medic on site called Sakura Haruno, but she's busy right now. Now it's time for you to introduce yourselves! I want name, age, your addiction as well as the problems it causes you and past experiences with it, and an interesting fact about yourself. The purpose of this is to start as we mean to continue; all rehabilitation works on the basis of being open about what is wrong with you. If you can openly admit to a group of strangers your struggles right now, it sets the right tone for the rest of the month we will be here. Also, please respect everyone. We all have a problem we want to deal with and you're all here to support each other, so being understanding is the key. Okay, we'll start on the left and go clockwise."
First in the circle was the blonde girl, whose name was Ino Yamanaka. She was anorexic. "An interesting fact about me uhhhmm.." she paused for a moment, "Oh, I know! I know Sakura, the medic here really well as we were childhood best friends. Nice to meet you all and I hope we can get along."
She finished before turning to the boy next to her, whose name was Shino Aburame. Shino had formed an addiction to pain killers a few years ago which had led to him almost being kicked out due to spending his parents money buying the substance daily. "A fact about myself...I like bugs." The brunette paused, "That is because they are small, and subsequently have less capable brains; they do not have the capacity to form emotional or substance issues, but only intake knowledge beneficial to their survival. I feel I learn from the ways of insects."
'What a creepy guy' Sasuke scoffed to himself. Who pays that much attention to insects?
Next up was the large boy who'd come in a little later.
"Hi, my name is Chouji Akimichi, and I'm 18 just like Ino and Shino! My addiction is to food, especially crisps and fattening products, which is quite ironic seen as I'm sat next to Ino." he smiled and continued to talk about how he was bullied for his weight and how it was severely affecting his health and confidence. He was also interested in wrestling. Next up was the boy with the spiky pony tail, he had a bored look on his face as explained he was Shikamaru Nara, also 18 and he was addicted to ketamine.
"It all started after my godfather died. Asuma was his name and he was somewhat like a best friend to me. I took ketamine to escape; it made me relax and not really care about anything...but now I want to stop and move on with life, it's what he'd want. And oh, and interesting fact about me, let's see..I have an IQ of over 200." he finished.
Sasuke then realised it was his turn.
"My name is Sasuke. I'm 17 and my addiction is self harm. I've also tried to commit 4 times. Problems it's caused me and past experiences? I don't feel that's any of your business. Oh and an interesting fact about myself? Hm, there's nothing all that interesting about me." The raven sat back down and looked at the floor.
"Could you give us your last name please?" Yamato asked. "It's only polite when introducing yourself."
Sasuke gritted his teeth, hoping he'd gotten away with introducing himself by his first name only. Most people in the country knew the story of the Uchiha's, it had been all over the news and extremely controversial: How they'd all been brutally murdered by Sasuke's big brother Itachi, and when they'd finally caught Itachi and punished him with death, they had found out he'd be blackmailed into killing his family by a terrorist group. Sasuke was the only survivor of the Uchihas.
"Sasuke Uchiha." He said just loud enough for people to hear. He noticed a few raised eyebrows and shocked expressions, but chose to ignore them. The reaction was always the same so he'd gotten used to it. The raven had tried to introduce himself without actually telling them much; he didn't like letting people in. Reflecting on what he'd just said, he probably came across as moody and up-himself. He didn't want them to like him, but if he had to live with them all for the next month, the Uchiha didn't want everyone hating him either. He sighed inwardly, knowing it could've gone better, but what's done is done.
Their introductions continued round the circle. The guy with the eyebrows was called Lee Rock and he was an alcoholic who apparently had a black belt in three different martial-arts. Deidara Katsu sat next to Lee, and the blonde man was a pyromaniac with a preference to fires induced by explosions.
"My fact is that I've got mouths on my hands!" He said proudly, opening his palms to reveal tattoos on his palms of open lips, teeth and a tongue hanging out.
'Remind me to stay out of their way' Sasuke thought to himself.
The teen with the odd tattoo on his forehead introduced himself as Neji Hyuuga.
"I have an OCD about people, a form of ROCD. It's odd, I decide what I want them to do and then I won't take no for an answer. Everything must go according to my plan, but of course this is very inconvenient and painful for the people around me" His interesting fact was that Hinata, the grey eyed helper, was his cousin and he was the reason she'd first gone into psychology. Last was the blonde who'd walked in later than the others; the happy one.
'Here we go' The raven thought, he could almost predict what the blonde was going to say "I get high off pills every day but now I wanna stop because –insert lame excuse here-".
"Hey everyone, name's Naruto and I'm 17!" he grinned and continued "My addiction is well, self-harm and suicide I guess" he rubbed one hand along the back of his head, looking sort of embarrassed.
Self harm and suicide?! The raven was shocked by the contrast between Naruto's outward happiness and inner demons but continued to listen to the blonde boy.
"I guess it has caused me quite a bit of trouble, I miss quite a bit of school because of trips to hospital and a few other things.. Uh, past experiences? The usual I guess and I've tried to commit suicide 7 times now but my damn body's really tough and I heal super quick so, as you can see, I've never succeeded. And my interesting fact is that I love Ramen and I once ate 11 bowls in under an hour!" he grinned once again before sitting down.
Sasuke looked at the blonde boy with disdain. He appeared so unnecessarily happy, despite suffering the same gruelling issues as the Uchiha. He could already tell he wasn't gonna get along with this kid, when he realised something and smirked to himself. Sasuke was never one to let up an opportunity to make an idiot look even more idiotic.
"Excuse me." Sasuke spoke up, all eyes pointing towards him. "Naruto didn't state his last name. It's only polite when introducing yourself" he said, mimicking the exact words Yamato had just spoken to him.
"Prick." Naruto shot at him, only making Sasuke smirk more.
"Very true." Yamato said, looking from Sasuke to the blonde in question. "Your last name please, Naruto."
All eyes turned back to Naruto and Sasuke saw the blonde's face drop, all trace of the previous smile now gone, the happy act had been fake.
"uzu-.." Naruto grunted, staring at the floor.
"Sorry Naruto, I didn't catch that, can you speak up a bit?" Yamato said.
Naruto looked up for a moment, staring at the psychiatrist before dropping his head to look back at the floor. "Do I have to?" he said quietly.
Sasuke looked back at Yamato, waiting for his answer. 'What is his problem?' the raven thought to himself. Sasuke hated his last name and the effect it had, but Naruto was just drawing even more attention to himself by not saying it now he'd been specifically asked.
"Yes, you do have to say it. I'm sorry but we have to know your basic personal details, plus it'd be good for the others to know your name if you wish to get along." Yamato replied patiently "Now please tell us. We made Sasuke do it and so you must also oblige, it's only fair."
Naruto shot a look at Sasuke, as if to curse him and then took a deep breath. "It's Uzumaki okay? Naruto Uzumaki." The blonde whispered, just loud enough for them all to hear before looking at the floor again, blonde bangs falling about his face and shielding it from view.
'He made a big deal? For what?' Sasuke sneered to himself. 'He truly looks like an idiot now.' Looking up at the others in the circle, he was slightly taken aback. On every face he saw shock mixed with disgust, maybe even fear? And all eyes were staring at Naruto. Sasuke turned to look at the helpers and saw wide-eyes and shock on their faces as well. Had he missed something? Naruto Uzumaki sounded like a pretty normal name to him, so why did everyone look so appalled and revolted?
Yamato cleared his throat loudly to break the silence before saying "O-okay, that's all for now everyone. Thank you for introducing yourselves. You now have a two hour break to go and make friends or do whatever before we have dinner. We'll meet back down here at 7:15pm."
Everyone slowly got up from their seats and started to whisper as they left the main hall, but Naruto just sat there, staring at the ground. Sasuke got up and walked towards the exit leading to his room, turning round only once to glance at the blonde who remained where he was. As he passed Shikamaru and his large friend, he overheard part of their conversation.
"To think we'd have him with us. I mean, are they even allowed to put him in with us? He's a murderer.." Chouji said quietly.
Shikamaru looked briefly over at Naruto before replying, "By law he's not though. The case was never proved, plus he was just a kid when it happened and he was in shock…but still, just looking at him makes me feel uneasy. C'mon Chouji, let's get away from him." The tall brunette finished before he and his friend continued up the stairs and out of sight.
'A murderer?!' Sasuke thought to himself in shock. Had he missed something in the news in the years after his own family traged?
Walking up the stairs and into his room, he shut the door firmly behind him and pulled out his laptop from his bag, putting it on the desk. Once it'd turned on, he opened his browser and typed in 'Uzumaki Murder' before hitting enter. The teen scrolled down the list of returned results before scrolling back up and clicking on the first link. An online news page appeared before him, the article titled "Mayor and wife brutally murdered in own home". Scrolling down, Sasuke started to read the article before him.
"At 7am this morning, Minato Uzumaki and his wife Kushina were found dead in their home, after being stabbed to death. Minato, Konoha's young mayor, was loved by almost everyone in the city and his beautiful wife Kushina was extremely popular too, however it appears someone didn't fit with the trends as the mayor and his wife, both aged 33, were found dead in their home at the centre of Konoha, a knife piercing their bodies. It is thought they were killed around 10pm last night. So far, police have not arrested anyone on suspicion of the murder, but the evidence that has been collected points to their 7 year old son, Naruto. Although it may seem unlikely, the child was the only one thought to be at the scene and fingerprints on the large knife which belong to the boy also point towards him being guilty. He is currently in shock but as soon as he recovers the police will interrogate him thoroughly."
He stopped reading and stared at the page for a while, not believing what he'd just read. The kid's parents had been murdered, at the age of 7 and they were blaming him?! What's more, people actually believed this? From what he'd seen so far, this murder had been pretty well known, and that wasn't really surprising seen as it'd been the mayor that was murdered. But does that mean that everyone who knew of the murder suspected Naruto for killing his parents? Sasuke clicked the back arrow and started to read the other articles that had come up. All of them said the same thing, Naruto was the prime suspect; he was the one who killed them.
'No wonder he hadn't wanted to say his last name, if that's the effect it has..' The raven said quietly to himself, leaning back in his chair.
He'd always hated having to introduce himself as an Uchiha because the moment he said it, he was no longer thought of as a person. He was thought of as the poor orphan boy who lost all his family; nobody wanted to know the real him! But for Naruto it'd be a thousand times worse..at least when they found out Sasuke was an Uchiha they were nice even if it was just because they felt sorry for him. When the blonde told people his name, he was immediately hated. But then again, if the case hadn't ever been proved, surely that could mean that Naruto had been the one to kill his parents? The raven shook his head. No, the pain in the boy's eyes when he'd had to say his name was too strong, Sasuke was almost 100% sure that Naruto hadn't killed them. The teen got up from his desk and stretched before closing his laptop and putting it back in its bag.
The blonde's unnecessarily peppy personality had been annoying, but guilt now pooled in Sasuke's stomach for pointing out that Naruto hadn't given his last name. 'Why have you got to be so spiteful?' He cursed to himself, walking over to his bed with a sigh and laying down.
Naruto felt the stares of hatred on him as soon as the words left his mouth and he dropped his gaze to the floor once more, not bearing to look up and meet the eyes of the people around him. The silence was thick for a couple of seconds before Yamato cleared his throat and told them they could go for now. He heard the others get up and start to whisper, and he knew it was about him, it always was. He could feel their eyes boring into back as they left, hating him for a crime he never committed. He could remember the events of that night like it was only yesterday: He'd been having trouble sleeping so he decided to get up to get a glass of water. As he was making his way downstairs, he'd heard an odd noise coming from the kitchen, sort of like a crunch. Curious as to what it could be, Naruto had hurried down the last few steps and rounded the corner into the kitchen to see a sight that would forever be burned into his memory. His parents were laid on the kitchen floor, a growing pool of blood beneath them and a huge butcher's knife stabbed through their chests. For a moment Naruto had just stood there shaking and staring, not wanting to believe what was before his eyes. He'd run over to his parents and tried to tug the weapon out of their bodies but he was too weak and it was too late; his parents were dead. Their eyes were open, colour drained from their normally rosy cheeks, hearts pierced and no longer beating.
"It c-can't be" he'd whispered, stumbling over backwards and shuffling away from his parent's corpses. "They can't be dead. They can't. They can't.." he trailed off, feeling the tears rolling down his face. He'd started to hyperventilate and remembered his head hitting the cold kitchen floor and then he'd passed out.
The sound of a chair scraping dragged Naruto out of his memories and he looked just enough up to see Deidara sitting down across the circle from him.
'What's he doing here?' Naruto thought to himself. The teen glanced up at the clock and was surprised to see it was already 7:13pm. He'd spent 2 hours lost in his memories without even realising. Quickly wiping the tears from his cheeks, he looked back down at the floor, not wanting to risk making eye contact with the other blonde sat across from him. Naruto knew everyone already hated him from the looks of disgust he'd been given earlier but he didn't want to make them hate him even more, after all he had to spend the next 27 days with them. The blonde remained as he was; eyes on the floor until he heard all 10 pairs of footsteps enter the room and sit down. Yamato then began to speak once more:
"Okay, I hope you all had chance to speak to one another and get better associated. Now it's time for dinner, which will be held in the dining room. I'd like Ino and Chouji to stay behind a moment but if the rest of you would like to follow Hinata and Ten-Ten, they'll show you to the dining room."
The blonde waited for 8 of the pairs of feet to get up and walk away from the circle before getting up and following at a distance. As he passed Ino, who was talking to Yamato about what her diet and medication would be like, he actually felt her tense up as if him brushing passed her would somehow damage her. He wasn't a germ for Christ's sake! Keeping his head down, the blonde followed the feet in front of him until they entered another room and chairs appeared in his line of vision. He looked up and saw a long table with 14 seats along it, 7 each side. Everyone had sat near the middle of the table, presumably leaving room for the helpers at one end. Deidara was on the end nearest to him so Naruto instinctively went to go and take the seat next to him, however just before he was going to sit down, a pair of feet which belonged to the long haired blonde appeared on the seat.
"This seat is taken." Deidara said without looking up, his voice dripping with hatred.
Naruto nodded numbly and slowly took the seat next to that being occupied by Deidara's feet, the one on the far end. By now, Chouji and Ino and the other helpers had entered and were sat down as well, talking away happily while waiting for the cook to bring in their food.
The blonde stared at the table, thinking about the day's events. His uncle and aunt, Jiraiya and Tsunade had sent him here in order to get help. Out of everyone Naruto knew, they were the ones who cared about him most, but the teen also knew deep down that they only cared for him because he reminded them of Minato, his father and Jiraiya's beloved little brother. He wished whoever had killed his father had killed him instead! Minato was kind, funny, clever, handsome, and a brilliant mayor; everyone loved him. Nobody loved Naruto, not a single person, so why did it have to be this way?! Naruto looked up when a plate of food was placed in front of him. He wasn't hungry but he picked up his fork anyway and played around with the food on his plate. The blonde thought back to when he was little, to when he'd get home from school and be greeted by the smell of cakes baking in the oven and his mother smiling at him. To when his father would get home from work and pick him up and spin them round and round until they fell into a laughing heap on the floor. To when-
"Naruto!" An exasperated call of his name snapped him out of his memories and he looked across the table to see a boy with black hair smirking at him.
"Finally. That was the 5th time I've called your name. You might just be as stupid as you look. I was asking you to pass the ketchup." the boy said before gesturing to the bottle sat next to Naruto in the far corner of the table.
"Get it yourself, lazy fuck." Naruto shot back. This was the guy who had made him state his name in the circle.
"Bitter about earlier?" The boy looked exasperated, as if what he was about to say made him cringe. "Look, I didn't realise you had a cursed name too...Sorry."
Naruto was confused. Was that...an apology? He reached and grabbed the bottle, placing it in-front of the raven's plate, who just nodded back at him and picked it up to use.
'Maybe he really didn't have ill intent?' Naruto thought to himself. 'The way he just spoke to me...he didn't sound like he hated me?'
A tiny smile appeared on the blonde's face: Someone had actually talked to him, and not in a mean way! Naruto looked back up at the boy sat across from him and took in his features. He had black hair that stuck up at the back and a fringe that mostly covered his forehead. His face was well defined, with prominent cheekbones and a nice jaw line and his eyes were a black that looked almost red when the light caught them. The boy, named Sasuke if Naruto had remembered rightly, looked up to see Naruto staring at him. The blonde blushed slightly and looked back down at his plate, picking up his fork once more and moving the food around without any intention of eating it. Naruto had realised he was gay over a year ago but it was still embarrassing when he caught himself admiring another guy's looks.
Dinner ended soon afterwards and Yamato announced that they would be starting their treatments tomorrow so they should go and get a good night's rest.
"You have already been shown to your rooms, however you may or may not realise the situation on bathrooms. This centre is newly opened and somewhat of a trial run so the building wasn't made as big as some other centres, and because of that bathrooms will be shared one between two, apart from you, Ino. As the only girl, you get your own bathroom. For the rest of you, this means whoever has the room next to yours will also have a door into your bathroom. There are locks on the inside so your neighbours cannot get in while you're using the area but please be courteous that others will be using the space and not to leave it in an unclean or unpleasant state. That's all for tonight and I will see you all in the morning." Yamato finished.
'Sharing a bathroom? Ughh!' Naruto thought to himself. That's all he needed! Not only was he going to have to deal with everyone hating him in and around the centre, but even when he resided to his own room, but the guy next door might be planning ways to torture him while he slept!
Naruto waited for most of the others to leave before clearing his plate and heading up towards his room. As he turned the corner into the corridor where his room was, a hand slammed into his chest causing him to look up, startled. Deidara's insane eyes loomed back at him as the older blonde's hand closed round his neck and Naruto found himself being slammed into the wall.
"Look here, freak. I don't know what they're playing at, letting someone like you stay with us, but I ain't having any of it, hm! You may not have done anything yet, but I know you're planning to do something." Deidara grinned menacingly at Naruto, tightening his grip around the blonde's throat and causing him to gasp in an attempt to take in air.
"You try anything nasty and I'll stuff you full of explosives and blow you up, just like you deserve! Murderous scum will get what you deserve in the end anyway." The taller blonde finished before releasing his grasp around the other's neck and letting him fall to the floor gasping for air. "Oh and one more thing, freak. Let's keep this little meeting between just the two of us, hm? We wouldn't want any fires starting now, would we?" Deidara finished before turning his back on the gasping blonde on the floor and walking up the corridor and out of sight.
Naruto sat there on the cold floor for a moment, shaking and struggling to breathe. He was trying to think through what'd just happened, if he'd done anything to provoke it. The blonde couldn't think of anything he'd done, but then again, it wasn't unusual for him to be picked on him just for his reputation. Still shaking, the teen slowly got to his feet and walked dazedly over to his room. Hands fumbled with the key and finally it opened and he stumbled in, not bothering to turn on the light. Naruto sat down on the edge of his bed and put his head in his hands. What had he done to deserve all this? He'd lost count of the number of times he'd been punched, kicked, cut and knocked-out just because of the rumours. Some people might've fought back in his situation. Naruto wasn't weak, physically. In fact, the blonde went to the gym weekly and had gotten himself some respectable muscles, but it was only to toughen up, so he could take the blows easier. He wasn't going to fight back and become the monster they thought he was. But he couldn't take it anymore, the abuse was too much. Part of the reason he'd agreed to come to this centre was to escape the bullies back in Konoha. The ones who waited for Naruto after school to call him names, kick him and punch him and leave him bloodied and unconscious in the street. But if it was going to be the same here, there was no point. He'd thought he might be able to get help here, find a new hope but he'd been wrong. There wasn't a place for him anywhere. It wasn't like anyone was going to miss him anyway. He was Naruto Uzumaki: the boy who killed his own parents, or so they all thought, why would anybody be sad if he was gone? If anything, it'd be the opposite. Nobody loved him, and nobody ever would.
These thoughts swirling around his head, Naruto got up numbly and walked over to his bag. He rummaged around inside until he finally found what he was looking for. Making his way into the bathroom, the teen managed to extract one of the large blades from his new razor using a pair of tweezers he'd found in one of the cupboards. He flipped it over in his hands, running his fingers roughly along the sharp edge and drawing blood but barely noticing. The boy's mind was blank now, like it always was when he was suicidal. Not wanting to wait any longer, Naruto turned over the blade and pressed it hard to his wrist feeling its sharp edge cut into his flesh. He kept pressing downwards, wincing slightly as the blood oozed out and dripped onto the edge of the sink. When he felt it go deep enough, Naruto held the razor tightly between his fingers, took a deep breath and sliced the blade across the remaining width of his wrist. The dark liquid he was so familiar with flowed out of the wound, splattering onto the floor and covering his arm. The blonde started to feel light-headed and he stumbled back into his room and over to his bed, leaving a trail of blood as he went. Naruto lay down on his bed as he cradled his arm and closed his eyes, wishing and praying that he'd never open them again. He could feel himself losing consciousness as he took one last breath before passing out, his body surrounded by the growing pool of blood beneath him.
Please review and let me know what you think! New chapter coming tomorrow hopefully.
Cover art by Emi / 10-Rankai.