A/N: Hey there! This story idea came from one of my friends. She said I had to write it, or she'd hide all my Pocky sticks (I couldn't refuse for fear of losing my pockies!). I hope you like it! Oh, and for those who have been reading A Dope and A Teme, I haven't discontinued it, I have been busy and hadn't had time to let myself do much with it. I will hopefully post the new chapter very soon. And let me know if you see any spelling mistakes. Sometimes I pass over them with out realizing it.

Disclaimer: Naruto and the others are not mine. Mean Masashi doesn't like sharing.

Staring at the pale gray wall was a daily routine for him. He had nothing else better to do, stuck in a room with nothing in there but two beds, a bathroom with a sink, toilet, and small shower. There was also a small closet filled with orange jumpsuits. They used to let him have a lamp and books, but after going on a rampage and injuring his roommate with the said items, got them toking away, never to be seen again, along with his roommate. He had requested a room change after being injured.

It his fault; he wouldn't stop staring at me and freaking me out with his words. I mean, who talks about art twenty four seven, seven days a week? It can get on a man's nerve.

He lets out a heavy sigh and closes his eyes. He was bored of the sickly color that was his living area. He wanted out. They never let him out. It wasn't fair; all his other roommates had gotten to go out every day, but not him. He heard rumors that the outside world was beautiful with the colorful plants and blue sky with a bright orb of yellow light brightening the whole world.

I want to go out and experience the outside, not hear stories about it. It's not the same, ya know. I think there was a time when I went outside, though. Yeah, it was with my parents I think, and we would play all day, but I don't remember the feel of it, or what it looked like exactly.

It had made him envious of the others. All he ever got to see was the gray walls, blue bedding sheets and cover, and the different color suits that he and the others wore. He wished that he had a window he could look out, but there was none. He had asked why he couldn't even have a window, but they just ignored him and told him to take his medication.

Why can't they let me out? I've done nothing wrong for me to stay here. Sure I get into fights with my roommate(s), but that's not too bad, right? I hate being cooped up in here.

'Just accept you're not getting out kid. It's getting annoying with you being depressing about not seeing the outside world. I don't want to spend the whole day listening to it.'

The boy sighs at the voice in his head. He didn't like this voice; it sounded like a growling sound or something. This voice had gotten him in trouble when the said man was younger. He used to love this voice, and did whatever he told him to do, but when he had gotten in trouble and was severely injured, he began to ignore it.

Kurama I don't want to talk to you. You get me into too much trouble you bastard. Can't you bother someone else?

'No I can't; I'm stuck to you like sap. I would love to run around and ruined every body's lives, but you won't let me.'

The boy just stares up at the ceiling annoyed; it was the voices fault he was in here. If it had kept quiet, he would be home, with his parents.

Shut up. I won't let you do what you want. If it weren't for you, my parents wouldn't have sent me here when I was three.

He could hear the Kurama chuckle. This made him growl out loud. He wanted it to go away. He knew it was useless though. He tried it once, he had took a knife and was going to cut it out, but just as he had the knife aim at his skull, the nurse had walked in.

She had saw the knife and reacted immediately, slapping the utensil out of his arm and asking where he had found the thing. He never let up that his roommate had snuck it in, and he had come across it one day. Now once a week the nurse would come back and check the room top to bottom for anything that could harm the said person.

'Kid you're parents a-'

Before the voice can finish the sentence, the door opens to reveal a blonde nurse walking in with a small gray tray. The boy glances over at her, coming out of his thoughts with Kurama. He gives her a warm smile and jumps out of the bed, happy to have a distraction from boredom.

"Tsunade, it's about time you came with the food! Trying to starve me, weren't you?" He reaches for the metal tray, and sits back down on the bed, scarfing the mush down. He didn't like the food here, but it was the only crap he had. He wasn't sure what the substance was with its gray content and mushy texture, but he assumed that's what all food looked like.

"Naruto you better slow down; you're going to choke on the fork, idiot." He glances away from his food to look up at her. She was staring disapprovingly at him, but there was a hint of a smile playing at her lips.

He notices she isn't wearing her usual attire; a white short sleeve shirt, with light green pants that reached to her ankles. Today, instead, she was wearing a tight tan wrap around shirt showing off her large breast. She wore long black jeans that looked a lot like her pale green ones. Her light blonde hair was down and slightly wavy.

Something good must be happening today. Maybe she is finally letting me out?

'Yeah, like that's going to happen, brat. Get your head out of the clouds.'

Naruto ignores the voice, placing his fork down and widely grins at the woman. "What's with the get up?"

Tsunade laughs walks over to the small closet. She skims the inside and pulls out a bright orange jump suit with a black line going down the middle and coloring the shoulders. "Today's a big day, Naruto. You're getting a new counselor, and a new roommate. Put this on. It looks good with your spikey blonde hair and azure eyes. I don't want you to keep wearing that white T-shirt with orange boxers every time I come in here."

'Told you so kid; you are not getting out of here so easily.'

The blonde just gapes at the woman who was now standing in front of him. She got dressed up just for that? She had to be bull shitting him right?

She might be going on a date or something, but why does that require me to change out of my night clothes?

"Um and this is exciting because?" He lays his food tray down and hesitantly reaches for the outfit. Naruto begins stripping in front of the nurse, doing it thousands of times for inspections.

"It's important because you get to meet new people. That's something you don't get every day."

"Well maybe if you would let me out of this box every once in a while I'd meet tons of new people, but I'm not aloud out."

The blonde rolls his eyes at hearing the nurse sigh, and finishes dressing. He knew what she was about to say. He hears it every time they have this conversation. He had been living here for almost all his life and had gotten the same answer since.

She's always sighing. I don't get her sometimes.

'And no one can get you.'

"Kid, we've been over this; we can't let you, who are considered extremely mental, Leave the Konoha mental institute. I know what you're about to say and the reason you aren't allowed out of the room and others are is because you are a special case." She ruffles the boy's hair, before picking up the discarded tray.

"But I'm not that mental though! I barely even talk to Kurama anymore!"

"Naruto shut up. We don't have time for this."

Naruto quiets down, and watches as Tsunade heads for the auto lock door, wishing he could go with her. She flashes her I.D. card and the door clicks open. She turns back toward him, a smirk playing at her face. "Aren't you coming?"

He gives her a blank look. What did she just say? Has she lost her mind?

"What are you talking about? I'm not allowed out. You just said they won't let special mental's outside their rooms. "

Did she fall when I wasn't looking?

"That was the case before I convinced the higher ups that being cooped up in a room is bad for your health. They agreed to let you outside for ten minutes. Also you are now allowed to go to group sessions and to the cafeteria for lunch and dinner. This took a lot of convincing, and I would've gotten you out sooner, but some blonde nearly killed his roommate."

Again, it was his fault.

Again, he just stares at her. Finally it all clicked together and he smiles brightly. He was getting out. He could finally get out and see what the outside world looks like. Without thinking he runs up to his care taker, and gives her a hug that could kill.

I'm getting out! Finally! Best day ever! I won't have to stare at the gray walls all the time, and I can meet new people.

'I wonder how long this is going to last? I am surprised though that they let you out. You'll probably get put back in here by the end of the week.'

Shut up; you aren't going to ruin my day.

He feels Tsunade chuckle and rubs the top of his head. "Happy seventeenth Birthday brat. Now, first, let's get you your ten minutes of the outside world. I said today was a big day, didn't I?"

The boy lets go of the woman and eagerly follows her out the door for the first time in his life.

I want to feel the sun on my skin.

"I don't want to be here. I've done nothing wrong! I'm not some crazy nut job, I don't belong here." He glares up at his older brother-who was glaring right back-, trying to get his point across; he wasn't mental. It wasn't his fault he had a break down in front of everyone shouting that his older brother had killed everyone, and that he would in return kill him out of revenge for everyone else. Things slip; it's a natural thing for everyone, right? So why did he have to go to Konoha Mental Institute? Besides, his parents died a long time ago in a fire, so he couldn't Itachi for that.

"Don't argue Sasuke. It isn't my intention for you to go here, but with the stunt you pulled, well better safe than sorry. I promise little brother, I'll come get you out if they say you have changed for the better. So what I need you to do is act like they helped you, and I'll come as some as I get the call."

"I just don't see the point of sending me here when I'll more than likely get out in a few days. I mean seriously, where's the logic in sending me here?"

"The logic is that I'd rather have you helped with this reoccurring nightmare, than you going mentally insane for real."

Sasuke looks up at his brother who had pulled his phone out with a perfectly black nail polished hand. He knew he wasn't going to get out of this; Itachi never gave up once he has a goal.

It can get really annoying sometimes. He doesn't have to take everything seriously.

He examines his brother's raven hair and onyx eyes. They were the same colors as his, including their pale skin. Anyone could tell that they were brothers. They looked alike, and they were both stubborn as hell.

Why do I have to do this? This is humiliating to the Uchiha name.

"Do I really have to go here, Itachi? You can't just over look it? You know, forgive and forget?" He knew it was a futile attempt, but he wanted to at least try.

He winces as Itachi flicks his fort head. The raven hated when his older brother did this. He had done it since they were younger, and it was just annoying, and somewhat painful. "Sorry, Sasuke. Uchiha's never go back on their word."

I knew he was going to say that. I might as well get over this over with. I probably won't be here even a weak once they find out there's nothing wrong with me. Itachi has to see that this is pointless, so why doe she insist on sending me here?

Sighing and crossing his arms, Sasuke looks toward the metal double doors that would lead him inside hell. It made him want to shiver and back away from the doors, but being him, he stood his ground. "Fine I'll go. But don't expect me to stay here for too long."

He can hear his older brother chuckling and deepens his scowl. He knew it was going to be a bad day.

"I'm blaming you when you get a call about me being dead by some lunatic's hands." The raven had mumbled it, but he knew Itachi had heard when he heard more chuckling and a pat on the head.

He thinks it's funny now…

They walk side by side into the mental institute. Sasuke wasn't going to hide behind his brother; he wasn't a kid anymore, and despite how nervous he was being here with a bunch of menties (1), he was going to keep his pride in check, and walk with dignity.

Once inside, the raven couldn't help but shiver. It wasn't from him being scared or nervous; it was just so freaking cold in there. He bet he could see his breath if it was a few notches lower. He unconsciously rubs his bare arm, trying to warm himself a bit.

I wish someone would have told me ahead of time; I would have put on a long sleeve shirt with pants instead of a T-shirt with shorts.

He glares up at his brother; he had a suspicious feeling Itachi had done this crap on purpose since he himself was wearing a long black trench coat with red markings. His brother just kept walking, but the raven knew that said person was smirking.

Bastard, when I get out, I'm going into your room, turn the cold air on full blast, and breaking the switch off so you can't change it.

They walk up to the front desk that was built into the wall with a protective glass around it. There was a small gray speaker attached to it so people could talk to the receptionist, who had the brightest red hair Sasuke had ever seen in his whole life. It clashed with her pale face and purple nurse's outfit, making it stand out even more. She had pink colored eyes that made Sasuke believe to be colored contacts; that wasn't a possible natural color for someone to have. (2)

I wonder if her hair is natural or fake like her eyes. I will admit though, it does suit her nicely. She looks my age, wonder if she's single? My friend Suigetsu would want her.

She had been typing quickly on her desk top with a frown on her face. When the red head looks up finally noticing us, her face almost went as red as her hair. This earned her a raised eyebrow from both Uchihas. She grabs her glasses from the counter and hastily shoves them on her face.

"Y-yes, may I help you?" Her voice was high pitched with a crackle sound to it like she yelled a lot.

Itachi clears his throat and stares down at the gushing girl. "Yes you can. I called earlier this week that Sasuke Uchiha would be emitted hear today. I was assured that they will take care of his "issues".

Sasuke glares up at is brother for stating that he had "issues". The said boy glances away as the red head looks at him with a smile. He wasn't social, so he usually just ignores everyone that comes through his path.

"Of course the employers here will help him. We have special doctors and therapists that basically live to help people."

I don't need doctors or therapists; that's for the menties.

"Sounds like my brother will be in good hands. Now for another pressing matter; I was informed that Sasuke will have his own dorm?" Sasuke looks back toward the red head, and watches as she types rapidly on her white desktop.

Why does she have to type so fast? She's gonna get cramps doing that. I mean shouldn't she already know if I get my own room or not?

"Sorry, but you must have been given the wrong information; Mr. Uchiha has one roommate named Naruto Uzumaki. He was specifically selected, so I'm sure that everything will work out for the best."

The receptionist excuses herself to get the registration papers, leaving Sasuke and Itachi to stand there, one glaring daggers up at the other.

"I thought you said I would be getting my own room. Damn it Itachi!" The raven scowls up at his brother, upset he would have to share a room with a menty. His brother simply smirks and glances back toward the direction the nurse had gone.

I don't want a room with a kid named Naruto. What kind of name is that? Isn't it a type of food or something? He's probably really messed up in the head with a name like that. (3)

Sasuke ignores the re-approaching lady, and looks around the small area, annoyed about the room arrangement. It was basically a small blank waiting room, with pale gray walls and a row of plastic blue chairs against the walls. Some of the chairs were filled by patients, or people who looked to be visiting. The room was eerily quiet, except for the red head who was explaining things to the raven's older brother.

There weren't any plants, or windows for that matter, that Sasuke could detect after doing a three-hundred-sixty turn. There was a pair of blue swinging doors at the opposite side of the room. It reminded the boy of a hospital waiting room.

This place looks pretty dull. I'll probably go insane from boredom, but the crazies might be entertaining. I might survive this yet. What with the no windows thing? It's not like people will try to jump out of them right? Well this is a mental place…

The raven begins turning back toward the red head when he hears the swinging doors burst open with a small bang and laughter following it. He and Itachi glance behind them at a bouncing blonde teen running toward the exit they had walked through not that long ago. There was another older blonde woman following the teen boy closely behind, a smile playing at her lips. Sasuke just gawks at the teen boy.

What the hell? Is he trying to escape or something, or are menties allowed outside?

"Come on, Tsunade! I want outside ya know, now! Come on, come on!" Sasuke smirks at the boy's excitement, before the blonde bust through the exit doors shouting with joy. The woman, Sasuke assumed it was Tsunade, follows behind, closing the door.

He picks the ladder when no one makes a move to stop the blonde boy from leaving. The said raven got a decent look at the other teen, before said teen disappeared into the outside world. He looked to be around Sasuke's age, maybe younger. He was definitely shorter than the said raven. He had spikey bright blonde hair, making Sasuke wonder if he had used some type of gel or something. He had shocking bright blue eyes, a shade that made the teen think that only the blonde could pull off. Along the blonde's tan face were three long scars on each side, giving him the "whiskers" look. Despite the scars, the blonde's facial appearance was soft. The blonde wore a strikingly bright orange and black jumpsuit, but it looked nice on the smaller teen.

He didn't get a good look, but he could tell the hyper teen was hot. He was definitely Sasuke's type. Said raven knew he was gay ever since he was younger and was forced to kiss his guy friend. It still didn't keep the fan girls away though.

I wonder who he is.

He glances back to the red head who had stopped talking to stare at the once there blonde. The raven raises an eyebrow at the girl's sudden paleness.

"Do you know who that guy was just then?" Sasuke lets his question hang in the air for a minute before coughing slightly. The red head, Sasuke noticed the name tag which said Karin on it looks at him and begins to speak after a deep breath. She looked to be in pain, but the raven couldn't be sure.

"U-um, nobody. I'm just a little surprised they let him out. This is the first time I've actually seen him. I mean I've seen photos and stuff, but the nurses never let him leave his room."

Never allowed to leave his room? That had to suck. No wonder he's excited to finally be getting out, but why wasn't he allowed out in the first place?

"Why wasn't he allowed to leave his room? Both people were surprised by Itachi asking the question.

Karin looks at them with a sad look on her face, like she would cry at any second. "I'm sorry, I'm not allowed to tell you, but let's just say there's reasons why he's been living here for fourteen years and wasn't let out of his room a single day of his life, until now apparently."

Sasuke stared wide eyed at the woman; that brat had been living here basically his whole life without going outside. A small pang hits him in his gut. That had to be torture for the guy; never to be outside to enjoy nature.

I wonder how he can possibly be tan then. It must be natural. I wonder how he could stand being stuck in his room twenty-four/seven. I get irritated if I don't go on nightly walks outside, so I can imagine that he would be fuming every so often.

The raven clears his throat before speaking again. "So, you clearly know who the kid is, so who is he?"

He examines as Karin decides whether she should tell him the truth or not. She closes her eyes and sighs.

"His name is Naruto Uzumaki, your new roommate."

(1)- Sasuke has a nickname for mentals; menties.

(2)- Sasuke you liar! Of course people can have pink eyes. Haven't you ever seen Blossom from Power Puff Girls?

(3)- I, for one, like the name Naruto. Apparently Sasuke doesn't… Maybe he'll begin to like it later. ;)

A/N: Ok darlings, it's time for you to review! I hope for those who read the whole thing, lol, enjoyed it a bit. Since my friend came up with the idea for this, I pretty much know how everything is going to go down, so I should be able to post at least one chapter each week. Anyway, let me know what you think so far! Good and bad are appreciated, so be honest please.