HeartlessJT: Yo. This is my first fan fiction so please bear with me and any mistakes I make or if it just plain sucks. Please tell me your thoughts but please no flames. Anyway, Yunchan!

Yuri: Right. Naruto does not belong to Heartless but she does own me and the Asylum. ….eh.

Heartless: ok. Thank you, Yunchan. Now with the show!

Chapter One: Irony of the Asylum

It wasn't always like this. Yuri Sawamura thought to her self as the nurse laid Yuri onto the nice soft floor. It's not too bad. At least I don't see my so called parents' right? Ok. It's horrible. Who am I kidding? I'm in an ASYLUM in the PADDED rooms retrained in a STRAIGHT JACKET! Niichan!! Save me from this hell hole! Yuri called out within her heart. But chances are that it's next to zero that Niichan can hear her. At age sixteen, society locks her up in an asylum. And the irony is that the asylum is not regaining Yuri's sanity. No, she's losing it bit by bit every moment, and she's been there for over a year now.

I guess it all started when Yuri Sawamura was ten years old. She was staring up at the bluest moon she had ever seen from the window in her room. And suddenly, she was on the roof of some kind of building. She looked ahead to see she was in some town or village and noticed a mountain wall of four carved faces. Yuri looked to the left to see a person wearing a dolphin mask, holding a knife of sorts. "Who are you? Identify yourself and tell me how did you get up here. And why?" the dolphin man said. And just when Yuri was about to answer the scenery disappeared and she was once again in her room with no one the wiser. Yuri told her mother and father of her experience, but they thought that she was just making up stories for fun.

A few weeks later, it happened again. Except there were five masked people waiting for me. "Hi!" I greeted them and they said I had to go meet some one. So I walked up to the one with the dolphin mask and held up my arms to him, waiting for him to pick me up. We both paused for a moment and hen he carried me off the roof top to go meet with the person I was to go see.