Um, ok. I just want to apologize in advance for procrasinating with all my other stories, but I needed to write this. I promise I'll write more gay fanfictions after I'm done... ok this one still isgay, but I'm talking about the cheesy ones... OH SHUT UP! This is dedicated to all the peeps who have read my stories and given me feedback! TANK YOUUUU!.. Yes, I know it's tank.


Hate and love are the same thing... they're each a passionate emotion.

Chapter One: The Nine-Tailed Understands...

Sasuke sat on the dock angrily, the sunset displaying golden and pink colors. It's been years since his older brother killed the Uchiha Clan and the pain was still insufferable. He hadn't dared cry ever since that one time when he was escaping Itachi's grasp. All of that energy wasted on sadness and depression instead of vengeance and hatred.... How could I have been so stupid? Sasuke thought.

But still, so much sadness was built up behind his guise. Still, people just walked by thinking they knew who he was. Still, his blood ran cold and his face crumpled at the even mention of his brother. Still... there was nothing to live for.

Sasuke's anger died down for a moment and took in this thought. Was there really nothing anymore? Was the world so empty that even vengeance would be pointless and futile? This thought coursed through his head over and over again. Echoing louder and deeper the answer that was ever so clear. So many people thought they knew him and said they could see where he was coming from. But they were just being idiots. They didn't have a brother that killed not just his family... he killed everyone in his whole clan other than him. They had no idea what he was going through.

He took out a kunai in curiosity. He traced the tip of the blade with his right index finger. It was very sharp. They were taught to handle it properly so they wouldn't hurt themselves. He added a little more pressure, just enough to make a small puncture. There was barely any pain. What was this suggesting? Before any other moves were made, a voice came from behind him.

"Sasuke!" it was a shrill voice that he recognized easily as the head of his fan club. "Sasuke-kun!" Sasuke stood up irritably. The kunai was hidden back in his pocket. He turned and saw the girl with pink hair and blue Konoha Headband in the middle of it. Her eyes shone brightly with the sun shimmering in her green irises. Hands clapped together in contentment, she stood at the otherside of the dock waiting for him to join her. His footsteps submitted a low thud resonating off the wooden dock. Her eyes brightened even more as his presence wafted towards her, his dark eyes looking out at her emptily. She couldn't be any happier with his mood though.

"Sasuke," Sakura began as he closed the proximity between them, "Don't you think we should eat lunch together? Y'know, to get to know each other!" Sasuke was only a few inches from her side. So much pain built inside... that pain had made a wall that forbade him to really socialize unless necessary. He didn't mind it. He didn't know people, people didn't know him. It was all just a matter of how life is dealt with. He walked past Sakura without so much as a sideways glance.

He didn't bother telling her it was stupid, she's still going to go home tonight wondering what she did wrong. She'd try again later... and nothing would change. He'd still have his thoughts to himself... he'd still be the only to understand the pain he's going through. He will try and bear his loneliness on his own. If all fails... his thoughts returned to the kunai.

He was debating whether or not it was the right thing to do. Of course it wasn't socially right, or what his guardians and teachers would allow to be thought of as correct... but was it true? The only way out of loneliness was to die....

Sasukebolted down the road to the back of the school. He stood with his back against the wall and growled in frustration. A low murmur bubbled from his chest and shook his body. He held his head between his hands and tugged as hard as he could on the roots of his hair. What was happening to him? Why am I thinking these mad thoughts? What's wrong with me? He slid down the wall and felt the chilly air catch up with the dark sky. Everything was cold.

His fingers quivered, enabling them to let loose of the tightly gripped hair. His arms tingled at the damp air that consumed him. His legs froze in place, refusing to let him escape this paranormal decision. Darkness was swallowing him and he could feel it. He pushed away the fears and reached shakily for his kunai. He took it out and held it to his throat. Make it quick... he thought. Be swift... he tried coaching himself. The blade was grazing his skin. Please... just make the pain... he inched closer. Go... he felt the pressure. Away... Not one tear was shed.

"Oi!" Sasuke's eyes fled open to see the navy blue sky with sparkling stars dotting across it. He looked to his side, and before his mind could understand the situation, someone took his kunai away. "Sasuke! You idiot! Waddya think you're doin? Huh?!" Sasuke's shirt was gripped. His eyes widened. Surprise fled through his body and released his tensed muscles. "You're bleeding," the voice became quieter and more urgent. Sasuke suddenly felt the cold air run even chillier beneath his chin near the end of his neck. He felt it, the slick fluid was dripping hurriedly down his chest. He held his finger up to his face. Red... so red.

"Sasuke," the voice was much more considerate. "Oi, Sasuke, listen to me." Sasuke looked up to the person. He first caught the blonde hair. Blue eyes. Orange pants. White shirt. Sasuke remembered he usually wore a sweatshirt... where did it go? He felt something patch the wound. His eyes widened further. He felt the warm cloth being tied around his neck. "Lucky I'm saving you," he mumbled, "I coulda had a much better life without you." Sasuke could detect the regret in those words. He didn't mean it, and for that he was grateful. "What were you thinking?" The boy kept questioning. Sasuke glanced down at his hands again. What had I been thinking? He thought.

"No more pain," Sasuke answered quietly. His breath was visible in the air. The blonde boy sat beside him and breathed out, watching the wasted breath fade.

"Pain?" he began. "Sasuke," here it came, he thought. Sasuke, I understand what you're going through, but try to bear it."I have no clue what it feels like to be betrayed or be closely bonded with people and then watch them fall in front of me..." Sasuke was astonished, "and I'm not sure if death really is what you need... but I don't want you to go." Sasuke looked over at him. The blonde was looking at the ground, as if he were embarrassed. Sasuke caught a glimpse of the kunai in front of his feet. Blood stained the grass.

The boy stood up and looked up at the sky, his eyes still averted from Sasuke's. Sasuke stood up too. His chest eased. The swelling and pain and hatred fell just a little. A piece of the interior wall fell.

"Thank you..." Sasuke whispered. The blonde looked back over. Sasuke made a quick glance in his direction, then added, "Now get lost." Naruto's face looked more relaxed. Did he feel it too? The two boys looked at each other. The mixed feelings twirled in the cold air. Naruto glanced once more at his neck. Sasuke became instantly aware of his appearance. He tore the sleeve of the jacket off and gave it to Naruto. "Idiot, you didn't need to do that," Sasuke spit. Naruto laughed.

This feeling... he knew the Kyuubi. Sasuke knew that everyone avoided him at all costs. He knew they were enemies. He knew he destroyed the Konoha Village. He shouldn't be talking so nicely to him. But this feeling... this feeling made all his thoughts swirl in confusion. He sighed and turned his back on him. He just couldn't place the feeling.

"I hate you," Sasuke said ordinarily as he left.

"Hate you, too," Naruto confirmed.