Summary: Tragical events can, sometimes, have abnormal explanations and causes. Sasuke hardly accepts them. But what will happen when he finds a (less) normal way and people to help him deal with common abnormality?

Rated: At the moment this fic is rated T due to some strong language usage. However it will be, eventually, be rated M.

A.N.: Ok...so this is my first fanfiction ( so it's only the start of my writings experiments kay? ) which means that...i might not be the greatest writer yet so i'd really appreciate constructive criticism...leadings of improvements, anything helpfull will be great ^^.
For now i'm starting with a hopefully multi-chaptered fanfiction, please do enjoy as much as u can. Thank you!

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Chapter 1 - Closer

There he was….following the beat of his heart echoing in the dark…he felt it so close! – He had trouble breathing and his rapids breaths seemed to take shapes and shades he could recognize….until they dissipated into the nothing this seemed to be.

How could he see?
He was in the dark, in the nothing after all. Searching for some reason…..why he found it to be so unusual that he was trying to find some light other than an explanation for the indescribable colorfulness of this place…dream?
After all….he never sought the light; darkness was forever bound to him and no ray of sunshine-full clarity seemed to ever have heard or answered his…."prayers". Yes! "Prayers"….his pride is hard to bend. The Uchiha pride. Lodged into your soul, diluted into your blood – God damn pride!
So he did not seek or long for the light.
He used reason. And since "geniousness" seemed to come along with the Uchiha pride – "not enough though!" – he just used and pursued it instead too.

Silence broke in. he could no longer hear the beats of his heart. Was he dead? He didn't feel much deader…but how could one tell so in this situation?

As if to answer his questions, a sudden wave of pain and heaviness fell down on him. His body burning! On fire !..like never solidifying boiling wax on his, through his being!
His mind deaf with the torrent of a scream. Was it him? Was it a scream? A scream!

The weight dropped suddenly and the screaming pain seemed to rewind into the center of his body. His eyes open wide, his muscles tense, his system in hysteria!
He saw it!....there! he felt it closer! Images of red, shapes of black cloaks, a blue clock ticking…and those eyes! Red! He was soaked in it!...... and then the clock ticked, a bell rang and then there he was, awake on his bedroom floor…the day light still out.
His breath returned, and he could feel, rather than hear, his heart again, though the pounding in his head could mistake otherwise. And it actually did….for a while. Now, annoyance was the key word in his mind.

He got up from the floor…

"Shit!".

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A.N: Please R&R! I'd be very gratefull.