Disclaimer-Just like I said these characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto, not me!

Author- I'm sorry about how crappy my first story it is. I promise I'll try to make this chapter better. And could you please review. I'm scared no one likes my stories!

In Such Despair

Sasuke's P.O.V.-

It's so late out and I know right now I should be asleep, but my mind is just too busy. I haven't talked to Naruto in more than two months and right now I just want to call him and tell him just how much I actually love him. Which is a lot. I know I'm Uchiha, and I'm not supposed to have gushy feelings like this, but I can't help it. Naruto is the only person that can melt my ice barrier. I can't believe what happened that spring day, but I can't think about. It will make me cry, and I've gone three days without crying. That's another thing only Naruto's capable of ever doing. I was so confused, I mean seriously I'm only fourteen, not everything is crystal clear for me all the time, though I don't show that.

I've had so much time to think about how stupid I was that day and how upset Naruto looked. I hurt my precious lovable blonde in a way that I can't forgive myself. I have no one to turn to. Who can I talk about this to? It's not like I can call my brother Itachi, he's probably screwing someone for money at three in the morning. I feel nauseas again. I haven't eaten properly in awhile, but just the sight of food makes me puke. The thought of what I did to Naruto makes me puke. The waves of pain and anger I get make me puke. No food can fill my hunger up more than Naruto could. His smile was sweeter than any candy in this world. His touch was warmer than drinking hot chocolate and eating soup after nearly freezing to death. His laugh was more heart melting than any chocolate that could ever be made. He was my entire world and I crushed him like a body builder could smash an aluminum can.

Everything about him was beautifully cute, and adorable. Even the scars on his cheeks that looked like whiskers after his abusive treatment. I was always there for him, and he was always there for me in good or bad times. I saw him cry like I had never seen him cry before. He ran away from me trying so hard not to scream at me, I could tell. After he left, I was stunned. I couldn't move and hadn't taken a breath until I was feeling dizzy. My eyes were wet and I just let the tears fall. I could have cared less if someone saw me. I felt dead, even though I was alive, and couldn't stop replaying the scene over and over like a broken DVD. Naruto's heart was shattered, and it was my fault. His life was way more screwed up than mine, and even though he's been through life and death situations that had made him shatter. I died right there and then. I was sobbing loudly, and was chocking as I tried to breathe and cry at the same time.

Naruto never came back, I never saw him again. These two months have been a living hell without him. I need him more than I need a home, or food. I can't stand living without him. I have to make things right with him. He said his love to me, and now it's my time. I'll announce it to the whole wide world if I have to, to make Naruto truly believe me. I love him more than I love my own family. That's hard to believe, but Naruto is more of a family to me than my real one had ever been.

Naruto…

Author's Note- OMG this is so stupid. I'm so sorry I can't right for nothing. I'll try harder. Please review even if u didn't like it . Give some advice to a writer who needs it!!!!!