Title: 10 seconds of insanity.

Summary: What happens when some you love very much dies and you can't seem to climb your way out of that hell hole that becomes your life? Follow as one family struggles to cope when all that they lived for seemed to be stripped away from them.

Sasuke: *glares* what gave you this idea?

Me: It was spurred by a conversation about how you'd cope if you lost your other half.

Sasuke: You better cry while you're writing it.

Me: I cry thinking about it. Any this is a revision of my first 10 seconds of insanity and hopefully it's better.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto (If I did you'd definitely know) though I do own this plot.

Please review!

Grey clouds obscured the once blue sky and rain drizzled against the hunch backs as a village mourns the loss of a beloved member. The grass took on a dull green and the trees seemed to droop as if sharing the weight of the loss, even though in a way they were.

A beautiful grey stone stood forbiddingly above the ground and adorning the rough surface was the name of the one person I never expected.

LYLAS UCHIHA

She never took no for an answer and pushed
ahead when others paused. But a kinder, gentler
woman you will never meet again.

The cemetery it laid in was crowded with people in black and carrying white roses and as I stood next to Sasuke I began to realize that it was almost our turn to say our goodbyes. I guess that's when things became clear. I knew the minuet I stepped up to place my flower down, I'd have accept the truth. Sasuke apparently had been thinking the same thing because neither of us had stepped up yet.

My eyes were dry I hadn't cried once since I found out because Lylas had specifically asked me not to cry on her behalf. Sasuke was already crying his broad shoulders shaking with the effort to keep himself quiet. Unconsciously I rubbed comforting circles into his back.

The cemetery was eerily quiet and the silence intensified as we stepped up to the alter, oppressing me on all sides, trying to crush me and without realizing it I was fighting back, though I was fighting a losing battle. On the alter was a picture of a black haired girl with ash blue-silver eyes. She was smiling and laughing as she hung onto Sasuke's neck who, by the way, looked equally happy. It was the only picture that I could find that had both of them smiling. (Well there was another one from when they were five, but I thought I'd keep that one secret.)

All of a sudden it hit like a ton of bricks. She was gone. My best friend, my sister, my confident, my jail cell buddy was just…. Gone. My body began to tremble and Sasuke looked at me, feeling the tremors through his back. My eyes were wide and the flower slipped through my fingers as I brought my hands to my face. I had walked to Lylas's house this morning because I had wanted to talk to someone. Just talk, but she wasn't there.

I walked to her house every goddamned morning. She made me breakfast and she always, without fail, was there. And where was she now? Six-feet under that's where and it hurt. I had been hurt so many times in my life, but this… this… just wanted to kill, rip me apart, until I was nothing but a shell.

Pictures flashed through my mind. Us having fun doing things that were most of the time illegal, of her laughing and smiling, of her kissing Sasuke on their wedding day, of her holding my first born, of her walking out the door for the last time with a small wave and a brilliant smile.

A scream pierced the quiet of the cemetery and it wasn't until I felt arms holding me that I realized that the scream was my own. Falling. That's what it felt like, I was falling and the only thing holding me up was those arms. The pain was ripped out of my chest and it left me scarred and bleeding. And for the first time in seven years I cried. Sobs wracked my small frame, burning my throat and stinging my eyes.

I forced those arms from me and I ran, not caring where I was going just as long as I was away. Dimly, I was aware that I was in the forest. Branches ripped my skin and pulled at my hair, but I didn't care my vision was to blurry and I tripped and landed hard scraping my knees and hands, but I still ran. There was no stopping me. I hurt so goddamned much. It had to be a joke… it… it just had to be. 'Lylas!' my mind screamed. 'Lylas you can't be gone! Tell me you're not really gone! It hurt so much! It can't be true!' But I knew that it was and it hurt all the more.

It had been me who had seen her last, it had been me who identified the body, I had been me who laid her into the coffin and damn it had been me who the whole freakin thing. I couldn't feel the nagging presence of her within me she was well and truly… Gone.

The footsteps running up behind me didn't register until iron arms encased me and held me to what felt like a brick wall. I fought. Oh god how I fought. The man who held me fell to his knees holding onto me with everything he had, refusing to let me go. "Shhhhh. Shhhhhh. It's me." The deep baritone voice was unmistakable. A long suffering sob left my lips and I turned in Kakashi's arms and held on tightly to the vest of the only man that I ever truly fell in love with. And he kept on saying Shhh stroking my hair pulling the already useless ponytail the rest of the way out. Most people would have said 'It's ok. It's ok.' But he knew, more than anyone else that it would never be.