Bleed it Out
Disclaimer: I don not own Naruto in any way shape or form. Masashi Kishimoto owns it all.
Warning: Blood, Self Abuse, Yaoi, Lemons …I have no idea what else there is.
'Thoughts'
"Demons Talking"
'Flashbacks'
'Dreams'
"Talking"
A/N: Author's Note
Chapter 1
A smile tugged at my lips as I dug the kunai deep into my wrist. I watched with my dull eyes as the blood dripped off of my wrist and hit the bathroom floor. I pulled the kunai out and dug it into another spot on my wrist and then drug it along my skin. I smiled once I finished, "Time to get cleaned up," I said to myself knowing that no one would be listening.
I stood up and turned the shower on to hot. The hot water stung my back, but I didn't turn it onto cool. I deserved to be punished, I was a bloodthirsty demon and I deserved any punishment that I could get. I felt my eyes getting heavy and before I blacked out I realized that I had cut myself too much. 'Shit.'
As Gaara fell into the tub his hand knocked off the plug. The water that was pouring down from the shower quickly filled and went over the redhead's head.
"Gaara we're back," I called out to my younger brother, even though I wasn't expecting an answer.
"He's not going to answer," Kankuro said with a roll of his eyes.
"Yeah I know, but…" I began said.
"Is the water running?" Kankuro asked, narrowing his eyes.
"Yeah it is, he is probably taking a shower, but I want to go check on him," I said, as I put the groceries on the counter and began climbing the stairs.
"Whatever," Kankuro said and is distantly heard him start putting groceries away.
I had a bad feeling about what I was going to find and that feeling just got worse when I opened his door. The entire floor was soaked. I gasped as I ran on the door and frantically began knocking on the bathroom door.
"Gaara, Gaara, open this door right now!" I yelled pounding on the door. I wasn't mad at my baby brother, I was just worried sick.
I opened the door and found the bathtub overflowing.
"Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!!!" I yelled as I ran over and pulled him out of the tub. 'Shit, his chest is barely moving.'
"Come on Gaara this isn't funny wake up!" I yelled, as tears began building up in my eyes.
"Kankuro! Kankuro! KANKURO!!!" I yelled.
"Temari I heard you the first time." He said as he rounded the corner.
Tears streamed down my cheeks.
"What the fuck it's all wet, what did Gaara do?!" He demanded glaring at our younger brother.
"Kankuro, if you haven't noticed he's kind of dying, so stop blaming everything on him and get fucking help!!!" I yelled at him.
"Fine," he muttered as he walked off to go get help.
"HURRY!!!" I yelled.
I distantly heard his footsteps began to pick up. 'I know he doesn't particularly like Gaara, but I don't want to loose either of them.'
"Come on Gaara, don't give up on me," I whispered.
The door slammed open and the next thing I knew my baby brother was being token away. 'At least he'll get help.'
A/N: Well that's it hope you enjoyed. Reviews are always appreciated. And I still haven't stopped on Kidnapped for those of you who have read that too, this was just an idea that popped into my head and I wrote it. Thanks! : D
