A/N: Here's the second chapter, enjoy!

Pairing: NaruSasu

Warnings: OOCness and language for now.

Disclaimer: I own this fanfiction, that's it.



PaRaNoIa

"Perfect paranoia is perfect awareness."


I arrive to my apartment about twenty minutes later. I honestly like that I live close to the campus but it does have its downfalls with crazy stalkers. I mean, I've had my fair share of guys and girls confessing their undying love for me but nothing like this. I swear that guy named Naruto believed he had some kind of connection with me but he's gone so I have nothing to worry about. Right?

I dump my book bag on the kitchen table and grab a soda from the refrigerator; my place isn't anything fancy if you are wondering. I have a basic kitchen but my parents got me a steel refrigerator and stove. The living room has a black leather sofa with an oval oak table and a built-in black screen TV. My room is black; my bed, my curtains, and even the rugs too. Finally, there is the bathroom but its standard. Nothing fancy. My brother, on the other hand, is another story. Everything in his place is so expensive. Did you know he makes me, his own flesh and blood, sit on plastic. Yep, plastic. I know…he's an asshole.

But anyway, tonight I'm planning on putting my collage together for school. The topic is 'living in the moment' and everything in the collage has to be of yourself having fun or doing something very odd. I personally do not do odd things or have fun, so I just took pictures of myself with my friends if you would call them that. My friends, by the way, are Neji Hyuuga, Ino Yamanaka, Shikamaru Nara, and Shino Aburame. They aren't the liveliest bunch of people to hang out with but I can't complain. They mind their business and I mind my own so there are no problems. Seriously, I could pull out twenty cases of cash and they wouldn't question me, even if they knew there was a robbery. Not that I would rob anyone…I'm just saying if that was the case. But yeah, I took twenty five pictures of my group including myself.

Wait…hold on.

I only have twenty four.

I count through my pictures again and I come up with only twenty four. I swear I had twenty five pictures the other night when I left the English building. Let's see…I printed them, placed them in my binder, and met the crazy stalker...

Oh shit, all my photos fell out that night. He could have easily taken one…no wonder he placed his hands in his pockets right afterward. Fuck, the guy is probably drooling over the picture right now. It was the only one where I was smiling and I do not smile. I smile like every blue moon. I can't take another one. Well, I can but it would be so fake and painful. Damn him!

I crunch loudly on my potato chips to express my anger. Yes, they were the baked kind. I try not to eat 'junk' foods and when I do, I get the best available. I don't want be fifty with fat bubbling out and a doctor saying I'm going to die of heart failure. I want to have a long life, perhaps get married and maybe a few kids. What? Someone has to continue the family line since my brother is screwing every man out there. Yep…it's true; hopefully you can cope with this information. I know I can't and now that I think about it …that is probably why he has plastic on his furniture.

Eww…I think I'm going to puke.

I place my chips down and gulp down my can of soda to stop the bile from rising up in my throat. I feel so dirty…thinking about those activities. 'I'm going to be on a one-way train to hell' as my father put it if I continued to think this way. My father is a major homophobe; he basically disowned Itachi and he said if I went down that path too, he would kill me. I have no doubt that he would follow through. He has the power to make my death look like an accident and strangely, I want to finish my life span so I will fray from that path. Wouldn't you?

Wait…what's that sound?

My eyes drift down to my vibrating phone in my bag to see that it was Neji calling. I wonder what he wants.

"Hello?" I answer dully. Neji chuckles on the other end.

"Lively as ever I see…"

"Hn. What do you want?"

"I was wondering did you want to go to a party this weekend at Shikamaru's. I heard basically all of campus will be there."

"Nah…you know I hate big things like that. Lot's of people bother me."

"Aww…come on. You can't seriously allow me to arrive alone. I might get raped by some hobo."

"That was the stupidest thing I ever heard. Goodbye Neji." I was about to hang up before Neji stops me.

"Don't hang up Sasuke. Just think about it…you can perhaps meet some pretty ladies, fill up on your dosage on alcohol and even get laid. You're winning all around."

I sigh. "Laid? Seriously Neji, you think I would hop in the bed with some random chick. She can have some kind of fucking disease. Sorry, I'll pass." Neji remains quiet as he thinks things over. Somehow I knew what he was thinking before he even responded.

"Is this about the other night at the campus? Are you freaked out that that guy would be there?" I don't say anything. He knew how freaked out I was that night when I went over to his house so of course I would be a bit skeptical. Who wouldn't?

"Sasuke…I'll make sure nothing happens to you and if he does come around, we will call the police. Alright?"

"Yeah...whatever. Give me time to think about it and I'll let you know."

"Okay. See you tomorrow."

"Yeah…" I flip my phone shut and lean back in my chair. I don't want to go to that party. It's most likely he will be there if he hangs around the campus and I don't want to spend my whole night looking around every corner. Seriously, with all those people hanging around, I would be walking into my own death trap. It is best I stay home and work on my assignments. I really don't want to replay what happened after the incident.

(Flashback)

My car quickly parked itself in front of the Hyuuga residence and I immediately hopped out my car. My heart was beating erratically as sweat dripped down my forehead and I swore my rising panic was going to cause me to pass out on the Hyuugas' lawn. I didn't know if the blond somehow magically followed me or knew where I was going but my mind was darting everywhere, never truly focusing and I didn't know why.

I made it to the door and rang the doorbell. I actually pushed the white button several times before the door finally opened. It was Hinata, Neji's cousin.

"S-Sasuke…" I looked up at her. "What's wrong?" I rubbed my palms against my jeans and glanced around.

"Uhh…is Neji home?" She nodded and opened the door wider.

"Yes, please come in. He's up in his room."

I mumbled a 'thanks' and took my shoes off by the door before walking up the slanted staircase. Their house was large like my family's except we have an extra floor, a guest house, and a gated garage. Yeah, we're that rich.

I finally made it to Neji's door and opened it without knocking. I'm normally respectful with one's privacy but at that moment, I could care less. The only thing that mattered was my pounding heart and my blasting head-ache. Neji must have noticed something was wrong too because he immediately stopped what he was doing on his computer and approached me.

"Sasuke…what are you doing here?" I stared at him, unable to say anything. My mind was failing me as well as my other processes.

"Sasuke, say something. Are you okay?" I was about to answer him but I started to feel my knees collapse from under me. Next thing I knew, my face was buried in his shirt and his arms were wrapped my waist, holding me up. He must have caught me before my face met the floor.

How embarrassing, right?

"Sasuke…what's wrong?!" Neji lifted me up and slowly guided me to his bed. Before I even made it though, I vomited in his trashcan by his dresser. I couldn't even look at him after I was done emptying my stomach. I was disgusted and ashamed of myself. You can blame this on my damn Uchiha pride.

"My trashcan, how could you?! My poor waste disposal." I managed to look at him with a weak glare. Who cares about a fucking trashcan? He placed his hands up, in a defensive manner.

"What? You could have gone to the bathroom….but no, you had to come in here to empty your stomach. Now, my room stinks."

"Hn." I shrugged, not really caring about his issues.

"Well Uchiha, do you have a reason for being here tonight?" He asked, while handing me a towel from his closet.

"What do you think asshole? Of course I have a reason…I was almost killed." I stood up and started pacing. He was right…his room was starting to smell but I pushed that thought aside. "Neji…there was this guy…"

His pale eyes, gazed me over. "A guy? I didn't know you swung that way." I pulled my hair in frustration. Did he just miss the part where I said I was almost killed?

"No Neji! I do not swing that way. There was this guy and he approached me like he knew me, like he really knew me." I watched as Neji processed this information. He seemed to be having a hard time.

"Okay…maybe he really did know you?"

I glared at him. "No, listen…he doesn't know me but he claims to know me. Understand? Like he knew that I like to take pictures and that I have asthma! He even knew where my inhaler was in my book bag."

"So…" Neji drawled out.

"I never used that damn thing on campus before! Actually I haven't used it since my 16th birthday when my brother decided to buy me a tarantula as a gift and placed it on my face. I'm 19 years old Neji, it would be impossible for him to know."

"Oh…I think you have a stalker then…"

"You think!" I screamed at him. He remained silent as I started to pace again. I couldn't sit still for some reason. Then I heard something. Like wheels against gravel…how I knew that, I had no idea.

"Did you hear that?" I whispered lowly, my ears on full alert.

"No Sasuke…why are you whispering?" I smacked my hand over his mouth. That idiot! Is he trying to get me killed?

"Shut-up, that could be him! He could have followed me and is waiting for me to leave."

"Sasuke…I think you are over-reacting." Neji stood up and walked over to his opened window. Without thinking, I grabbed his legs causing him to fall forward on the floor.

"What the hell are you doing?!" He yelled.

"Saving your life! He could have some kind of pistol and shoot you. Trust me…I saw these things happen on TV. Now Shut-up! I need to think." Neji glared at me but nonetheless remained quiet.

"Alright, I'm going to close the window. He won't shoot me because he wants me so stay here. I'm going to get rid of him." I stood up and bravely walked over to the window. Who am I kidding; I thought my heart was going to explode. Neji, on the other hand, had buried his face in the carpet. He probably just realized how close he was to being killed. I know…I felt it only hours before.

"I know you are out there…but if you go away now I won't call the police!" My dark eyes glanced around the perimeter. I couldn't see anything so I stuck my head further out the window. "Don't make me call them!"

Suddenly, a man approached from under the window and I swore I almost fell out. I would have been dead if Neji didn't pull me back in.

"You idiot! What are you doing? The neighbors are going to call the police and not put your stalker in jail, but you. Shut up!" Neji pushed me onto the bed and glared. "Don't say a word." I decided to keep my mouth shut for the time being. I didn't want Neji to kick me out.

"Sorry Uncle, my friend thought he saw something. It won't happen again." Neji called out the window. I faintly heard another voice before Neji closed the window and turned to me.

"Sasuke…I think you are really paranoid tonight. Maybe a shower and some sleeping pills will do you some good. You can stay over if you would like." I glared at the window.

"I'm not paranoid Neji. I know he was out there. It's only a matter of time before he gets what he wants. Hello, he fucking chased me as I ran out the English building. If I was fat, he would have surely got me, that's all I'm saying. "

"If you were fat, he probably wouldn't want you." I grunted in response and crossed my arms. Stalkers don't care what size you are, they just want you.

"So, here are some clothes for tonight…" Neji pulled out a pair of boxers and a white tee shirt and handed them to me. "The boxers are new. Keep them. In the bathroom, there is a bottle of sleeping pills, take only two. Got that? And while you are in shower, I'm going to set up the guest room."

I stood up and left for the bathroom, not bothering to respond. I was tired of talking, listening, and just about everything.

"Sasuke…wait…" I turned around for Neji to shove his soiled trashcan in my hands. "This is new. Keep it." I glared at him while he pushed me out of the room. What the hell was I going to do with his trashcan?

Oh right…

I had to wash it.

(End of flashback)

I snap out of my thoughts as my phone begins vibrating again. I push back my empty bag of chips to see that the caller is unknown. I figure the person has the wrong number so I send them to the voice mail. Surprisingly, they didn't get the message since my phone was vibrating again. I answer the phone.

"Hello? I don't know wh-" The person cuts me off.

"Sasuke... you can't run away from me. I suggest you learn that." The voice was smooth with a hint of warning. That voice…it was him. How did he get my number? I wasn't sure if I even wanted the answer.

"H-how did y-you get my number?" I asked, looking around my apartment. I know he's watching me. I just know it.

The person on the other line laughs.

"Oh Sasuke…I know everything about you." I drop my phone after that, shattering the screen. My only way of communication is destroyed but I don't care. The feeling bile rising in my throat is more important. I rush to the bathroom where I go through another round of vomit.

I didn't want to believe it but it's true…

I have a stalker...

And somehow, I don't know what to do.


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