Chapter 2: Therapy

Sasuke watched his brother leave from the living room window. Itachi stared at him for a few seconds before he backed up out of the driveway. When Sasuke came home Itachi was going over last minute homework checks and his mother immediately went to her room. Most likely to get on the phone with his father to let him know of Sasuke's behavior. Sasuke didn't want to stress his mother out but he couldn't help how he was. He won't be able to change until he got what he wanted. Sasuke walked up the steps to go into his room. He didn't really have anything to do other than read. He hasn't stayed at school to get his homework so he wasn't going to be doing that.

Sasuke bent down to reach under his bed where a small shoe box lay. He took it out, sitting on his bed and kicked off his shoes. He lifted the lid and a picture of Naruto was tapped in the middle of the box. He smiled softly, running his fingers gently over Naruto's tanned face. He could only imagine what it truly was like. Naruto's skin was probably soft but soft to the point where it wasn't overly feminine. Unlike Sasuke's skin, which he kept moisturized at all times just in case Naruto wanted to touch him. He will soon see the blonde though. Tomorrow, he'll come over and they will hang out like always.

He felt giddy all of the sudden and carefully put the box back in its place so it won't cause suspicion. His mother used to clean his room until he started seeing Naruto in a different light. He wanted his privacy to remain, his privacy. Sasuke lied down on his back, closing his eyes and imagining Naruto was caressing his face. His parents will never understand him. His mother tried her best to make sure she understood his actions up until now but she will never know what it's like in his world. He was different from his family. Sasuke could always hear them talking about him like he wasn't even in the room.

Why was he so weird?

Why doesn't he talk to me?

Why doesn't he have any friends?

Sasuke could have one answer for all of those questions. His only desire is Naruto's sole attention. No one else matters. Not school. Not his father or Itachi. His mother was the only person in this household that probably understood some things about him but she didn't know why. He could sometimes hear her crying in the kitchen when she thought he was in his room. He could hear the whispered arguments that she and Itachi had in the living room. His father never spoke to him much unless it was something he did to upset his mother. Sasuke ignored it all.

Sasuke heard his parents' room door open and close. His mother stopped outside his room but she didn't knock, she continued down the hall. He could tell by her unsteady footsteps that she was crying. Sasuke wanted to tell her that he was sorry but how can he be? He didn't feel any remorse for his actions in class! He hated school. He hated the other kids that looked at him with jealousy just because he had a teacher escort him around the building. That soon will stop…

They will all see a message soon enough. He wasn't mentally retarded. He just didn't do work and he didn't talk. He knew for sure that his father was on his way from work to talk to him. He could just feel his father's anger from here.

Sasuke opened his eyes and a smirk appeared on his face.

"Hello?" a groggy voice asked into the phone.

"I told you to be ready." A calm voice said on the other line.

"Sorry…had a rough night."

"Cancel work today." The other ordered.

"Why?"

"Just do it. I'll be there to pick you up in ten minutes."

Azure eyes blinked rapidly at the phone after he heard a click. What the hell was that all about?

Sasuke had to hold back the smile when he heard his father loud angry footsteps coming up the stairs. That was a record time. His mother only got off the phone with him twenty minutes ago. His father's office was usually thirty minutes or more away. He must've really been speeding. Sasuke narrowed his eyes when his father didn't even bother to knock. The door swung open roughly.

Fugaku growled. "Boy, you have some nerve upsetting your mother like that!"

Sasuke stared blankly at him, seeing how red his father was. He wondered what his father would look like when he cut his throat open. Would he be yelling at him then? Most likely not. Sasuke always thought about killing his father. He couldn't really call him a father to him because he only paid attention to Sasuke when he did something wrong. Sasuke's face remained impassive.

"Get up!" he bellowed.

Sasuke got out of bed sluggishly, just to get on his father's nerves even more. Identical obsidian eyes glared at him. His father pulled him by the collar of his shirt and dragged him to the top of the stairs. His usual punishment was to go into the basement for an hour or two. Sasuke would have to sit in the dark and cold basement until his father calmed down. Sasuke went down the steps as fast as he could, grunting when his father pinched the back of his neck.

The basement was past the kitchen and next to the pantry. Sasuke almost choked on his spit when his father pushed him more roughly than usual down the stairs. He landed on his knees, hissing in pain at the effect the concrete had on them. He looked up at his father slightly frightened when he started walking down the steps as well. Sasuke backed up, ignoring the pain in his knees to get away from his furious father.

Fugaku caught him easily though. He smacked him once in the cheek. "If you mess up again and make your mother cry I will show you pain, boy. Do you hear me?"

Sasuke shakily nodded, never expecting his father to hit him so harshly. He never got hit before. He must've really messed up this time. The sting on the right side of his face numbed his whole body. Sasuke looked up at his father blankly who still remained angry at his face.

"Fix your face!" he shouted.

Sasuke didn't know what he was talking about. This was his usual expressionless face. He got smacked again, wincing in pain. His face remained blank though.

His father glared down at him. In that moment, something passed between them. Sasuke looked down at his feet, glaring hatefully at the cold floor. He wouldn't show his father his face. He never thought that it would affect him that much to the point where it fueled his anger. Sasuke was pushed further into the dark basement before his father stomped back upstairs. When the door closed Sasuke raised his head catching his father by surprise. There was little light but the look in Sasuke's eyes was enough.

"I'm scared, Fugaku." Mikoto said, tears streaming down her face.

Fugaku couldn't get that expression on Sasuke's face out of his head. It definitely was some sort of animosity towards him but he didn't know to what level. If looks could kill then maybe he would've been dead.

He reassured his wife. "Don't worry. We'll figure this out, together. The principal is right…maybe he does need therapy."

Mikoto clung to him desperately. He wrapped his arms tighter around him. Sasuke was breaking apart this family, one by one. First it was Itachi that became distant, now Mikoto's health may be at risk. She was going to have to stay away from Sasuke for awhile to get back her senses. He was not going to have his family break up for some brat. Fugaku would rather send Sasuke away than the people that were considered normal. He should've seen they were going to have problems with him as soon as he found out he wasn't going to talk for anyone.

Sasuke told them, himself that he didn't feel like speaking. Fugaku had enough of his spoiled brat behavior. It was out of hand.

"When are social services showing up?" he asked.

"I don't know. They didn't specify anything."

"Since they just called today, it will be in a file by tonight. Someone would come by tomorrow or on Wednesday."

He rubbed his wife's back and kissed her forehead. Everything was going to be alright. He'll make sure of it. In case the therapy doesn't work, he was going to have to contact a friend of his that specializes in discipline.

Sasuke calmed down after an hour in the dark. It could do wonders on his mind. He had come up with a plan to get Naruto. He hasn't been in the basement for almost two weeks since he was trying to act normal enough for his mother. He wasn't doing it anymore though. He heard footsteps upstairs, meaning it was time for lunch. His mother was fixing something for them. He couldn't hear his father so he assumed that he went back to work. Sasuke scowled. His cheek still hurt from that slap. Sasuke was much smaller than his father.

His father worked out every other day to stay healthy. He had a toned body and looked young for someone that was almost fifty. It was probably the Uchiha genes.

"Sasuke?" his mother called, opening the door. "You can come up now. I made you some rice balls."

Sasuke crawled from his corner and silently walked up the wooden steps. His feet were cold from the freezing floor. He took his mother's soft hand that was offered to him.

"Oh goodness! You're hand is cold. I'll put some tea on for you too." She gently pushed him to sit at the table.

She quickly put a tea kettle on the stove and gave him three rice balls to eat. She smiled. "I'm sorry about your father, sweetie. I know he's a bit harsh so I told him to leave."

Sasuke nodded, taking a small bite of one of the rice balls.

She ruffled his hair and kissed his forehead. "We also had taken into account that Mr. Eton was right. We've contacted a family therapist that will be here every week on Friday."

Sasuke froze in mid bite to stare at her.

"Sorry but I think it's for your own good."

He put his rice ball down, shaking his head vehemently.

"You have to Sasuke. If you don't, your father said he'll send you away." She had tears coming down her face again.

He narrowed his eyes, picking up his plate. Sasuke threw it harshly against the wall almost hitting her head. She jumped and let out a horrified short scream. He'll never get sent away. He stomped upstairs leaving his mother downstairs in the kitchen on her knees in sobs. So that's his father's solution? To send him away! To send him away from HIS Naruto! He won't let him! Sasuke slammed his door close, locking it before jumping on his bed.

Sasuke won't let it happen. His father won't send him away. He'll send his father away. A crooked smile appeared on his face and a small laugh escaped his throat. Sasuke knew that his parents feared him. Well, he was about to show them what fear truly was. His father wanted him to fear pain but sadly he was a masochist. He loved pain and he loved to cause pain. The scars on his legs could prove it.

It has been hours since Sasuke heard something other than crying. Sasuke heard a car door slam. That sounded like his brother. He guessed his classes were over. He sat up on his bed before softly rolling off. His mother was still sobbing her eyes out on the couch. She probably didn't hear it. The front door opened and Sasuke heard two sets of footsteps instead of one. His eyes widened when he realized who it could be. By the sound of the heavy steps and the husky tone…

Naruto.

Sasuke unlocked his door and silently opened it to hear the conversation downstairs. He stepped lightly down the hallway to get a better understanding of the words they were saying in low tones.

"Mrs. Uchiha?" Naruto asked upon seeing their mother on the couch.

"Mother, what's wrong?" Itachi asked.

"S-Sasuke…he's angry with me." She sobbed.

"Did father come home?"

"Yes, for a little bit. He put him down in the basement for awhile. I told him the options he had…and he threw his plate at me!"

"What options?" His older brother's voice became unsteadily calm.

"Either get therapy or be sent away. I can't go near him, Itachi. Please talk some sense into him. I don't want my baby being sent away."

Sasuke felt dread at the pit of his stomach at Naruto's next statement.

"No, I'll talk to him." The blonde's voice held a lot of determination and Sasuke slinked his way back to his room.

He could deal with Itachi talking to him but Naruto was a different story. His dark world was threatening to crumble apart. Naruto knew he had family issues but he didn't know to what degree. Now, he knows though. Now, Sasuke couldn't act innocent around Naruto anymore. Maybe it was a good thing but when he heard those heavy determined steps, a whimper escaped his throat. He could already tell this wasn't going to be easy. Not anymore.

Snowysess: I promised to update soon but I had family over on the holidays. It was hard writing a sentence without them being on my back. Anyway, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter. Review and I'll update soon. Hopefully. XD