I should have had this ages ago. The only excuse is that i'm a lazy AF mother f*****. Please forgive the lateness. I'm so sorry. But I hope you enjoy.

Slave to Insanity

Chapter 4

Three days. It had been three fucking days that he had been locked up in the prison mistakenly named an Institution. Grudgingly, the blond fell into the natural routine of his new everyday life. He would wake to Asuma opening his door at six-thirty. He learned on his first morning that trying to sleep in would result in an amusing flipping of his mattress, "compliments of Tsunade", Asuma had laughed when the blond had made a move to punch him in his smug face. He still got pissed when he thought about it.

After forcing himself from his bed, the blond would go about doing his business using the bathroom consisting of only a sink and toilet. Using the toothbrush and toothpaste provided to him by the crazy blonde woman his first night. At exactly seven, Naruto would make his way down the stairs with his fellow inmates, in an organized line reminding him of a execution line up getting ready to face a firing squad. He would pass Shizune, the hyped up woman holding out a paper cup filled with pills. She would make the blond stand in front of her while he took his pills, he would glare at her the whole while, hating the feel of the dry medication burning it's way down his throat. It seemed Tsunade had passed on that little tidbit of him not taking his prescriptions.

Naruto would enter the large cafeteria following the long line of green through to the food, receiving his tray of ham, eggs, and "fresh fruit". He would place himself at the quietest table, usually consisting of teen's with fading or healing scars adorning their wrists. He would eat the provided food, taking small bites of the unwanted nutrients. He wasn't given the option of coffee, that he was very unpleased with. The white milk or orange juice provided at every meal made his nose scrunch up with indignation. The constant loud, obnoxious chattering of the swarming mass of red cloth that took up the right side of the cafeteria did little to ease his morning scrutiny.

His bright blue eyes would roam over the sea of red, searching for that familiar flash of indigo hair, that had by now been burned into his memory. For the past three days, he continuously searched the wild forms of the upper floor residents, in hopes of catching the Hashira girl, the thought of driving his fist repeatedly into her face until she suffocated on her own blood and spit gave him a pleasant feeling.

It was entering into his fourth day, he sat at the same table, in the same seat, with the same plate of food. The same feeling of anger and emptiness still gnawed at his insides from the first time he walked through the Institutions door's. In truth, it wasn't completely mind numbing, he wasn't locked in a drab room every day and night, he wasn't deprived of food or water, and neither was he left alone for countless amounts of time. Granted he tried his best to avoid any of his fellow green dressed inmates to the best of his ability. He was just secretly glad for the quiet mumers he would hear around him when his floor was enjoying their free time outside their rooms.

"Hey Dickless, are you planning on eating those eggs?". Naruto inwardly groaned, that annoyingly, emotionless voice caused the blond's fingers to twitch, in a need to ball up and sucker punch the bastard of the voice in the gut. Naruto had the horrifying pleasure to meet Sai the first morning he had lined up with the rest to march there way to the cafeteria. The pale skinned, dark haired teen had ended up behind him in line, and seemingly took an interest in him. Or specifically, in his general pelvic area. The first thing the weirdly emotional stunted male had asked him, was for his dick size, that was enough for the blonde to deem the dark haired male as a perverted bastard.

"What the fuck do you want Sai?" the blonde growled, the grip he had on his plastic fork tightened considerably. "Just trying to make conversation Naru-chan", Sai smiled his forced and incredibly fake smile, "don't call me that you stupid pervert" Naruto seethed, turning his sky blue eye's to the pale skinned male beside him, a growing rage beginning to morph and form in there depth's. "Oh, do you prefer Naru-hime?" Sai asked in a sickening fake sweetness. Naruto's finger's twitched again. 'It would be easy to kill him, just stab the fork through his throat and be done with him', 'this stupid cheap plastic would barely break the skin' the blonde snarled at the voice in his head.

"So, the eggs?" Sai asked again making a grab for the blondes tray, "fuck off, go beg someone else for there food" Naruto hissed pulling his tray closer to himself and wrapping his arms around it. True he didn't find his meal at all appetizing, but he refused to give Sai the satisfaction of achieving any sort of friendly exchange between the two of them, he didn't need the sickly pale boy to keep coming around. "Well I would ask the Mutt, but he prefers to drool over all of his meals instead of actually eating them" Sai explained, planting himself in the empty seat beside the blonde.

Naruto had to hold himself back from slamming his head….or more likely Sai's head into the table repeatedly until he was nothing but a writhing mass of twitching fingertips. He scooted sideways, away from the other male as far as his chair would allow him, clutching his tray like a lifeline. "Mutt?, you mean that weirdo who thinks he's a dog?" the blonde asked, curiosity taking a firm standing in his mind, overriding the sense of pushing the other male away. "Indeed, Inuzuka Kiba, age seventeen, admitted when he was twelve, diagnosed with *Dissociative Identity Disorder. He believes he truly is one of the canine species." Sai explained, not missing a beat.

Naruto raised a blonde eye brow, "that's creepy that you know that" he mumbled, poking at the now cold eggs with his useless, non-deadly plastic utensils. "You learn many things in group therapy" Sai smiled, Naruto shot the male a dark look. Group therapy was nothing but a joke, at least that's what the blonde believed. He didn't see what good could come from listening and telling strangers about your personal life, how would that help anyone, the traumatizing deed has already been done, how was confiding in people that can barely hold on to their own emotional rollercoasters going to help you hang on to yours, it made no sense.

The blonde decided to keep his concerns on that topic to himself, there was no need to start up a conversation with someone he didn't want to talk to in the first place. Naruto continued his assault on his breakfast, barely comprehending the words that were coming from Sai's mouth, his thoughts were concentrated deeply on old memories. "-uto. Naruto!" the blonde's hand wrapped around Sai's wrist in a vice like grip, his blue eyes wide. "What the hell do you think you're doing" he whispered darkly, staring intently at Sai's blank face. Unconsciously, the blonde's grip tightened on the dark haired male's wrist, Sai's arm tensed from the growing ache.

"I was trying to gain your attention", "don't you ever touch me again" Naruto growled digging his blunt nails into Sai's flesh. "Forgive me" the other male bowed his head slightly, forming that fake smile once again, "but….um, you're kind of breaking my wrist" he said emotionlessly. Naruto didn't want to release Sai's wrist, it would be easy for him to snap the male's thin bone, Sai was nothing but skin and bone. It would do the bastard good to learn not to mess with him, the blonde wanted to teach him to never touch him again. But against the raging voice in his head, he reluctantly released the male.

Naruto returned his gaze to his tray, not really looking at anything in particular. His shoulders and hands were shaking, his breathing slowly calming from it's erratic rhythm. He had almost achieved complete calm, when Sai opened his mouth again. "Like I said, you seem to have an admirer". Naruto's cerulean eyes snapped to the black pair beside him once again. "What the fuck are you talking about?"

Sai tilted his head over the blonde's shoulder and pointed his finger across the cafeteria. The blonde narrowed his eyes at the emotional deficient male before looking to where Sai was pointing. His blue eyes met purple and his anger skyrocketed once again. Staring intently, with a wicked grin plastered on her face, was Hashira Kida.

Naruto scowled at the female, his nails digging into his knees. Oh how he wanted to go over there and rip that smug look from her face, snap her neck with his bare hands, it would be easy like snapping a toothpick. Kida waved her fingers at him, sticking out her tongue and laughing. Naruto reached his hand up and wrapped it around his plastic fork, he made a move to get up but a hand on his shoulder stopped him.

The blonde whirled around and Sai was pinned in place, his face not portraying the shock and surprise boiling inside him as the fork was pressed against his throat. "I just fucking told you NOT to touch me" Naruto hissed dangerously, "I was just trying to make sure you didn't do anything stupid" Sai stated, trying to look nonchalant about the whole ordeal. The blonde's blue eyes darkened a few shades, his lips curling back in a snarl, "you're the only one acting stupid right now, so I suggest you shut the fuck up and leave me alone before something bad happens, got it".

Naruto released the dark haired male, giving him another dark glare before turning back to the girl across the cafeteria. She was still smiling at him, though a curious look entered her violet eyes. He leaned his back against the rounded table, he wanted to go over there, curl his hands in her hair, break her nose with his knuckles but grudgingly, he had to agree with Sai, he couldn't be stupid. He just had to bide his time, wait for the right moment and make it look like an accident. 'Yeah, an accident' he thought to himself, watching as the dark haired girl turned to her right. Her hands waved around slightly, showing she was having a conversation with someone, she threw a gesture over her shoulder, and the blonde narrowed his eyes. 'She better not be talking about me' he thought bitterly.

The blonde watched as Kida grabbed, or seemingly grabbed, ahold of the person and began shaking them. Naruto felt a smirk form on his lips when the girl's wrist was grabbed in a vice like grip. Her fingers curled as the grip around her thin wrists was tightened. She pointed her thumb his way a few words passing her lips. There was a brief moment of pause before Kida moved to the side and the figure she was speaking to leaned slightly back.

The blonde was met with the coldest pairs of eyes he had ever seen, even colder than the one's that haunted his dreams. The icy shade of jade made his breath catch and a freezing chill run down his spine. His face was pale and held no emotion, but still seemed to have that sinister feel. Naruto gulped, his hand shaking, clutching the fork tighter, his knuckles turning white. He thought he had seen the devil, believed that his soul had already been stolen and dragged to the deepest parts of hell, but with one look from this humanized demon, the blonde knew he definitely still had his soul at least for a moment.

"It seems you've gained the attention of the Institutes monster" Sai mumbled close to the blonde's ear. Naruto was to entranced with the redheads piercing gaze to comment on the dark haired male's proximity. "Who is he?", the blonde cursed himself for sounding so meek. "Sabaku no Gaara, he's been here longer than I have. No one's sure when he came here, only that he's very violent, though he hasn't had any fatal incidents….except for yesterday." Naruto whirled on the dark haired male at that. "Fatal?!", Sai gave him that irritating fake smile, "yes fatal, ….well the nurse didn't die….as far as I know. But what did you expect, your in an asylum for the mentally insane, there's going to be danger lurking around every corner", the blonde narrowed his eyes at the smart ass, his pissed off demeanor returning.

Forcing himself to turn back to the two red dressed psychopaths, Naruto stared straight into the eyes of the demon. He ignored the eerie sensation coursing through his bones as the twin pools of frozen poison pierced his very being. He barely recognized the already dimmed sound of the bell indicating breakfast was over. The white clad individuals were the first to be herded out, as was routine, and as every morning went, the sea of red imbeciles, as the blonde had dubbed them, let out snide and crude remarks.

As if on autopilot, Naruto felt himself move, picking up his tray of half, well he couldn't even say half, eaten food and disposed of it in the trash. With a last minute, and bold move on his part, Naruto departed from the cafeteria with the darkest scowl he could conjure directed towards the red head. And an even more inappropriate gesture of his finger towards the Hashira female, who in return gave him a huge smile and blew him a kiss.

"Wake up, my precious little fox. Let me see those beautiful blue eyes of yours" a dark voice hissed against the small blonde's ear. The young boy let out a whimper as he was dragged to his feet, the chains around his neck and ankles rattling and echoing off the bland gray and water slicked walls.

"Come now, don't make me ask again little pet." the boy flinched as a long fingered hand pressed against the deep gashes on his cheeks, dried blood flaking away from the wounds. Fresh tears fell from his scared eyes, burning at the still healing cuts. "There we go, now that wasn't so hard was it" the Monster chuckled, kissing the side of the boys blonde little head. "You are so cute when you obey me, such a good little boy. I think you deserve a reward". The small boy trembled, shaking his head frantically and pulling at the chain around his neck.

"P-Please, no, I-I don't….I d-don't want i-it" he begged, desperately trying to get away from the tall monster holding onto him tightly. "No?, my darling boy, don't you like the rewards I give you, are they not fun? I seem to enjoy them rather nicely." The small boy shook his head again, "p-please, I don't like t-them" he cried, his attempts at escaping growing futile. The Monster sighed, running his fingers through blonde locks, "very well, I guess we'll just stick to your punishments then".

The boys blue eyes widened, and a horrified cry left his mouth, "No! Please, i'll….i'll take the reward! Please, no more punishment" he screamed out, pulling at the Monster's robes as it walked along the wall. The boy was back handed fiercely, causing his small body to fall back against the hard, concrete wall. He held his throbbing cheek in his little hand, salty pearls staining his already ragged clothes.

"Hush, hush my sweet, darling little pet. I know you didn't mean to upset me, you were just tired right?", the boy hesitated, that wasn't the reason at all, his rewards were just as harsh as his punishments, though not as severe. He didn't want to feel the cruel bite of metal on his already torn back or the burning of his flesh from a lit match, he had already had enough, he didn't think his body could take much more.

With shaking shoulders and labored breath, the little boy nodded. A sinister smile formed on the Monster's lips, "I love it when you're a good boy" it hissed, "now, take off your clothes". Squeezing his eyes shut, the boy did as he was instructed until he stood bare before the Monster, who took in his trembling form and licked it's dry cracked lips. He felt callused hands roam his body, nails scraping along his back and bare buttocks, running along his thighs and other unsavory places. He gulped when he felt the cold metal drift along his skin.

"Alright love. Let's have a little fun, shall we". The small boys screams could be heard bouncing off the walls for hours, embedding itself into the minds of anyone who heard it. It left a lasting reminder that the Monster was unforgiving in its cruelty and took pleasure in it's playtime with it's favorite blonde haired blue eyed pet.

Naruto stared straight ahead at the opposite wall. His arms were wrapped securely around his chest, each hand resting on an opposite shoulder. His tan body trembled, his breathing ragged and uneven.

He dug his nails into the skin on his arms, trying to distract himself from the dark and sickening memories that made his eyes twitch and his head to snap repeatedly to the side. He rocked back and forth gently, blue eyes glazed over and distant.

He knew it was a bad idea to fall asleep, he was just so tired. He hadn't slept since the first night of his sentence, he just wanted to get at least an hour of sleep, hell thirty minutes would have been fine. He just needed to rest his eyes. But of course, like always, the misery enticing, blood curtling, shadowed little creepy crawlies dug their way up from there locked little prison deep in the recesses of his brain and planted there fear ridden eggs in his dreams, to hatch and spread and fester like maggots on a rotting corpse.

He could still feel the bite of the blade digging it's way through his young skin, leaving behind a trail of bloody despair that would one day become horrid scars. The blonde absentmindedly rubbed his shoulder blade, feeling the slightly raised skin that crisscrossed beneath the green fabric of his shirt. He breathed out a ragged breath, his fingers jumping over every visual inch of skin on his body. Running tan digits over his scarred cheeks, and pale pink lips, the blonde cursed the Monster in his head.

"It's your fault. If you weren't so weak, nothing would have ever happened" , Naruto squeezed his eyes shut, hoping that the darkness would keep the voice at bay, "you should have listened to your brother that day, you've always been trouble", the voice continued it's dark rant. "You were to hard headed for your own good, you have no one to blame for your pain but yourself". Naruto dropped his head in his hands, whispering a plea for the cruel flow of words to end, "It's your fault, it's always been your fault. You were a mistake! You should have DIED!"

"NO!", the blonde threw himself onto the floor, his head spinning, breathing almost non-existent. It's only been a week, and already the icy claws of insanity have dug deeply into his flesh. He's felt it, late at night when he sits up in his bed, staring out the small window of his room watching the moon and stars on nights when the clouds didn't choke out the light. In the shadows, were the light barely reached, the blonde could feel the trends of madness slip around him, spreading their slimy veins of cruelty over his body and into his bloodstream. Filling his head with all sorts of disturbing thoughts.

The blonde placed his forehead to the cool wood floor, taking in deep breaths until his lungs and chest tightened from the strain of too much air, and releasing it gently from his trembling lips. He couldn't let such thoughts get to him. "It's all in the past" he whispered to himself, he couldn't let Tsunade see him freaking out like everyone expected him to do, "no one can get you now" he tried to comfort himself with hollow words. He could faintly hear the voice chuckling in the back of his mind, but he forced himself to ignore it, and stay focused on just breathing.

"Hey kid, you awake?", Asuma called from the other side of his closed door. The blonde almost panicked all over again when the watchman banged particularly loudly on the dark oak. Naruto clutched tightly to his shirt, his knuckles turning white in the fabric above his rapidly beating heart. Swallowing the lump that started to form in the back of his throat, the blonde lifted himself from his knees. Taking one last deep breath, Naruto constructed a convincing scowl on his face before yanking open the door, only to take a step back with a snarl when he got a face full of smoke.

"Have a good nap?" the watchman smirked irritably, "what the hell do you want?" the blonde snapped, waving away the cloud of poison swirling around his head. "You know, most people wouldn't nap during their free time in a place like this" Asuma stated shoving his hands in his pockets, acting as if the two were having a casual conversation between two friends. "It's called free time for a reason, I do whatever the fuck I want", Naruto went to shut his door once again, wanting to get back to his self loathing, but Asuma braced his arm against the oak, rendering the blondes attempts useless. "Sorry kid, but you're scheduled for a group therapy session, you're the last one I needed to round up considering you weren't in the commons area like everyone else" Asuma tried to sound exasperated, but his bored demeanor counteracted his attempts.

"Just say I died and tell the bastards to go on without me" Naruto huffed, trying and failing once again to shut his door. "I would end up loosing my job kid", "stop fucking calling me a kid!" Naruto growled sending an icy glare towards the watchman. Asuma sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "alright blondy, just hurry up and get your ass out here" the older man mumbled, taking a long drag of his cigarette.

Reluctantly, and as slowly as he could possibly get away with, Naruto slipped on the sickly green flats provided with the rest of his attire and followed the watchman down the hall. He didn't know why he bothered packing his own clothes, he wasn't allowed to wear them anyway.

Walking the length of the hallway, passing other rooms situated against both sides of the hall, Naruto entered the commons area, which was a large open room at the end of the second floor wing. It was where most of the patients gathered during the free time they received between therapy sessions, medical examinations and meals. There was a single decent gray couch and a few scattered arm chairs situated around the room. A large tv was against the far wall facing the entrance, it had limited channels, most blocked by a parental lock the doctors had set up. Naruto didn't see the point in the television if no one could watch decent t.v. There were a few bookshelves lining the walls, and a rounded edged, metal table in the center of the room, sitting in front of the couch. A few coloring books and crayons littered it's surface.

As the blonde walked through the commons area, few patients took notice of him. Most sat on the couch and in the arm chairs reading a book or watching the Discovery Channel. There was one patient staring out the large window that, like all the other windows, was locked and impossible to open. There face was blank, there eyes glazed over with a far away look, they were biting down on the pad of their thumb, not taking notice of the blood that began to well up when they bit off too much skin.

Walking the length of the room, the two came to another door, this one Naruto had yet to enter through. Asuma opened the door, revealing another spacious room, a large rounded table situated in the center, green clad individuals taking up the space around the circular table. The walls were a plain off white, almost tan color. A few paintings, most likely made by someone from the table, hung on th walls trying to give the plain look a little pizazz. Asuma led the blonde to an empty chair, closer to the windows, and to his horror, he was planted next to Sai who gave him that irritating fake smile.

"Ah Naruto, I'm glad that you could join us", some of the immense tension that had imbedded itself in his shoulder's finally released when the blonde took notice of the watchman sitting at the head of the rounded table. Iruka gave him a warm smile, and Naruto nodded his head in greeting. "Alright then, since everyone is present, we can get started" Iruka said in a somewhat cheery tone, "hello everyone, we all know each other pretty well now considering this is our seventh session but we have gained a new member to our group today. This is Uzumaki Naruto." Iruka motioned towards the blonde and there was a mumble of 'hello's' and 'hi's' that the blonde did not return.

"Now, since Naruto is new, would anyone like to introduce yourself?" Iruka looked around the table, eyeing the other green clad 'prisoners'. 'What is this? Preschool?" Naruto thought bitterly.

"OH! Me, I want to!", blue eyes looked across the table, taking in the wild brunette hair and red triangles, and inwardly groaned. Iruka gave a nod and a small smile, encouraging the speaker to continue. "I'm Inuzuka Kiba, i'm seventeen and i'm a dog!" Kiba leaned his hands against the surface of the table, lowering his voice as though he was just telling the blonde a secret and no one else could hear him. "People around here say that i'm not a dog, but I know there wrong. My mom said I am, so I know they are lying", the Inuzuka sat back on his haunches smiling widely, eyeing the blonde with deep brown eyes.

Naruto bit down on the inside of his lip, trying to keep in the words that were fighting to fly out of his mouth. Naruto had noticed the humanized canine from across the cafeteria multiple times, digging his face into his food tray everyday, barking at people when they walked by, lapping at his water with his tongue. Sai had even explained the Inuzuka to him a few days prior, yet it still didn't make since in the blonde's head. And hearing it come from Kiba's own mouth didn't make it any less weird.

"Kiba, we have talked about this, you are a human being alright, not a dog. You have to remember that or you won't be able to see Akamaru again." Iruka chastised gently, Naruto almost felt kinda bad for the Inuzuka when a beaten puppy look passed over his dark tanned skinned face. Almost.

"Aburame Shino", Naruto nearly jumped out of his skin when the being that was seated on his left spoke out in a quiet voice. The blonde failed to take notice of the pale skinned male when he was first seated, but now Naruto had no choice but to take notice. Shino had dark brown, almost black hair, his eyes were hidden behind a pair of round framed, dark lensed glasses. His thin arms were crossed over his chest, and he wore the long sleeved version of there color coded wardrobe.

"Seventeen, *Schizophrenia". Shino didn't talk much, and Naruto was fine with that. Not everyone at the table offered their personal information to him, personally he could care less, but a few peaked his interest. A boy with long and dark hair, pearl white eyes and pale skin was named Hyūga Neji, he was eighteen and diagnosed with *Schizoid Personality Disorder. He had to be coaxed into revealing this information by a pretty light brown haired girl, with large brown eyes. Tenten was her name, she had *Intermittent Explosive Disorder.

Naruto was left wondering what kind of drugs were pumped into there system to keep them docile.

"Naruto, would you like to tell anything about yourself?" Iruka asked, giving the blonde an encouraging look. Naruto slumped back in the uncomfortable steel chair, crossed his arms over his chest and gave a simple "no". This earned a glare from Tenten and a sigh from Iruka. "Alright then, does anyone remember what we talked about last week?" the watchman playing counselor asked, looking around the table.

"The practice of staying calm in an overly emotional and stressing state" Sai spoke up from the blonde's right. "Right. Thank you Sai. You have to remember that by controlling your emotional balance and stress levels, you can overcome any situation" Iruka stated. Naruto was already confused.

"When you're in a situation that is stressing, it can trigger bad memories, voices or hallucinations…." the watchman drifted his eyes over all the beings surrounding the table, the dark orbs pausing momentarily on the blonde. "You have to remember to stay calm, and try to control your breathing. Deep breaths helps get oxygen to the brain, keeping you in a calm state. You have to realize, that all these things are only happening in your mind, that none of it is real, that you're safe". Naruto wanted to laugh. Safe. He wasn't safe, he could breath all he wants to and never be able to calm himself to the point where he knows everything is just an illusion.

The blonde wasn't stupid, he knew his night terrors and day to day bad memories were only happening in his head. He knew that the grisly hands that reached out for him late at night from dark corners were just made up holograms conjured by his subconscious. His problem was that they felt real. Every time he imagined the scrape of concrete on his hands and knees, the prick of a needle filled with poison mixed concoctions that made his veins burn, or the tearing of his flesh when the leather was pulled to tight. He could always feel it.

He would scratch at his skin for hours until it bled raw, just to have his own feelings of pain, pain that only he could control. No amount of breathing could help him with that.

"Emotions are just as complicated" Iruka rattled on, the watchman got up from his chair to search for something around the room as he continued speaking. "It's not safe to keep them bottled up for to long. It could cause unsafe and lasting consequences not only for you but the people around you" the dark haired council watchman threw a glance at Sai, who gave him a charming and of course fake smile.

"So today, I want you all to take a sheet of paper, and draw out a picture that demonstrates what you last emotion was like" he passed around blank sheets of white paper and placed a box of crayons in the center of the table. "For the rest of the session, you can draw what ever comes to mind when you think of your emotion, drawing helps to ease the mind and keep an individual calm. You can start whenever you feel". The watchman backed away from the table and looked down at his watch, he then leaned back against a nearby by wall and waited.

Naruto glared down at the piece of paper in front of him, wielding it to burst into flames. Of course it didn't, but he had hoped. He glanced up and noticed half the table had already began. Sai had a black crayon and was coloring the center of his page and working outwards. Shino had a mixture of red, brown and green. Across the table, Kiba seemed to be concentrating on forming some kind of shape with a brown crayon, and Tenten looked as though a rainbow threw up around her.

The blonde returned his eyes to his page. What was the last thing he felt? emotion wise. He could draw out the pain, the darkness, the fear. But all that seemed to be what got him stuck in this hell hole in the first place. He balled his fist against his thigh beneath the table, he knew what emotions he could share, the thing that has kept him going for so long. The feeling he felt when his brother turned his back on him and closed the doors to his future outside the plain walls he was now trapped behind. He could draw the creature that squashed the sadness and betrayal that rose from his gut when his brother said goodbye.

Naruto grabbed a red Crayon, the tip still unused. He clutched the color in his hand and dragged it back and forth across the page, everything he felt that day when Kyuubi left him, surfaced once again. He held the wax coloring stick tightly in his fist, the tip wearing down quickly. He felt eyes on him as the red color expanded across the once pristine page, not tarnished by a waxy blood colored coat. It was only when the Crayon snapped in half did the blonde realized he was shaking.

Naruto lifted his blue eyes, taking in the strange looks he was receiving from the other members of the table. "What the hell are you all looking at?" he snapped, throwing broken pieces of Crayon back in the center of the table. The other occupants turned away quickly going back to their pictures.

Another fifteen minutes passed before Iruka returned to his seat. "Alright" he clapped his hands together, "let's see what you've accomplished. Who want's to go first?", again the humanized dog went wild for the opportunity. He held up his paper, a crude out line of a dog drawn in brown decorated the page, at least, the blonde thought it was a dog, it was kind of shaped like a jelly bean. "This is Akamaru! He's my best friend, and my brother. He is the best thing that ever happened to me and he gives me a sense of happiness which is what I felt last!" Kiba jumped up and down on his heels in his chair as he spoke of the dog.

Iruka nodded and complemented the teens art work, asking him nicely to sit on his rear like natural. The male did so, though reluctantly. It was decided that the pictures would be shown counter-clockwise around the table, after Kiba, Tenten showed her page was decorated with multiple dots, each an array of color. "Just today, a swirl of emotion went threw my head. I felt angry, then sad, happy, depressed, then the cycle started over again. Each color represents each emotion". Naruto rolled his blue eyes, 'over achiever' he thought bitterly.

Neji drew nothing to Iruka's disappointment, the brunette just sat there, arms crossed, eyes staring at nothing. The blonde mentally applauded his "I-don't-give-a-shit-demeanor". Shino had drawn an outline of a male body, no deep detail, but the red triangles and green shirt and pants gave away what it was supposed to be, or more likely who it was supposed to be.

"Naruto, what about you", ceruclean met hopeful chocolate and the blonde sighed. He held up the paper in his tanned hand, there was no shape, just a harsh and jagged scribble of red all across the page. "Um, well that's….nice" Iruka smiled small, this time the blonde actually rolled his eyes. "What exactly are you trying to display?" the watchman asked, the blonde huffed, "use your imagination" he snapped.

"I believe Naru-hime was demonstrating his anger towards all things relating to the institution. Or perhaps his annoyance with an individual with in the upper floors" Sai added his thoughts. Naruto snapped his eyes to the dark haired male, "did I ask your opinion" he growled. Sai shrugged and turned back to his paper. "Naruto? Are you having problems?" Iruka asked.

The blonde gave a cheap laugh, "what is this pre-school" he said dryly. "He was only giving an answer to a question you obviously wanted to be a dick about" Tenten snapped from across the table. "Get out of my conversation bitch" the blonde snapped back. Naruto could see her shoulders tense, the muscles becoming tight with frustration and anger. "What the hell you just say to me bastard" she hissed, Neji placed a hand on her upper arm, trying to show some sort of comfort.

"Now now, guys there's no need to get riled up" Iruka tried to brush off the tension with a nervous laugh. "I know you're not deaf, because you obviously stuck your big ass ears in my business, so you heared what I said" Naruto chided a smirk forming on his lips. It's been a long time since he poked around for some fun.

Tenten was shaking, her face turning red with anger, "don't piss me off blondy, I would hate to hurt that prissy little face of yours" she bit out. Naruto let out a laugh, "please" he sat back in his chair and opened his arms wide, "come at me bitch, I doubt your fuck toy there is going to stop you" Naruto indicated Neji. "You mother fucker!" Tenten jumped over the table, Neji indeed didn't stop her.

Naruto met her halfway, taking the punch he threw at his jaw, he retaliated with a punch to her gut. He could faintly hear Iruka yelling for them to stop while simultaneously calling for backup. The two ended up on the floor, a heap of flailing legs and arms, pale and tan skin being littered with bruises. The blonde could hear barking in the background, and amused laughter, he hoped they enjoying the show.

Naruto wasn't one to pick and choose, he would take on anyone who had the guts to throw a punch, male or female, it didn't matter to him. And he had to admit Tenten was strong, every hit she threw down on him left a memorable sting. He laughed as she clocked him the nose, blood filling his mouth. He used the mixture of blood and saliva to spit in her face and blind her. He fought dirty he could admit that. He rolled their positions until he was straddling her waist. He balled up his fist and brought it down on her face, the familiar feel of bone against bone was pleasing.

Red coated his fist from where it leaked from his split knuckles and her bloody nose. By now, Tenten was reduced to a tired bloody mess, she was barely able to push against the blonde's chest. But Naruto didn't stop his assault, he refused to, all the anger welled back up in his gut and poured over into every hit, and he didn't relent.

"End it", he heard the voice whisper darkly in the back of his mind, "kill her, it will be easy, wrap your hands around her throat, squeeze until the light leaves her eyes!". He hated how tempting the idea sounded. Before he could decide on his options, he was dragged off the girl, thrown on his stomach and his arms forced behind his back in a awkward angle. "What the hell happened!", Naruto flinched at the loud voice.

Cerulean blue met hazel gold and the blonde realized how deep the shit he was in actually was. He looked over at the mess on the floor, blood bubbled over Tenten's lips and painted her entire face a grotesque abstract of only one color. He could see her laboured breaths and shaking hands that were flat against the floor. Neji was hovering beside her, a dark glare directed his way.

"Get him back to his room NOW!" Tsunade yelled at the guard holding him down. Naruto was lifted to his feet and dragged back down the hall. He was shoved into his room and before he could turn around the door was slammed shut behind him.

After getting his bearings, evening out his breaths, and taking stock of his own damage, the blonde slumped down on the edge of his bed, head in his hands. He did the one thing he told himself not to do, he lost control. He let the anger and the temptation to hurt someone get the better of him. He couldn't believe he actually contemplated on whether or not to kill the girl. He had never actually considered killing someone, sure he beat people into a coma like state, but he didn't do it to kill them.

He sighed into his palms. "Shit" he mumbled into the dimness of his room. "I just really fucked up".

Finally Finished! 13 pages that's amazing!. But anyway, again i'm so sorry at how late this is, I tried to make this especially good, hope you enjoy it. The diagnoses are from Google, please if I missed anything up tell me and i'll fix them. Half my info iss from Google anyway so yeah. And if the symptoms of the disease seem inaccurate, it's because the individuals are all pretty drugged up. Anyway enjoy and review. Thanks!

*Dissociative Identity Disorder: Dissociative identity disorder, previously called multiple personality disorder, is usually a reaction to trauma as a way to help a person avoid bad memories.

Dissociative identity disorder is characterized by the presence of two or more distinct personality identities. Each may have a unique name, personal history, and characteristics

*Schizophrenia: a brain disorder in which people interpret reality abnormally. A long-term mental disorder of a type involving a breakdown in the relation between thought, emotion, and behavior, leading to faulty perception, inappropriate actions and feelings, withdrawal from reality and personal relationships into fantasy and delusion, and a sense of mental fragmentation.

*Schizoid Personality Disorder: Schizoid personality disorder typically begins in early adulthood.

People with this condition don't desire or enjoy close relationships, even with family, and are often seen as loners. They may be emotionally cold and detached.

Therapy and medications, such as antidepressants or mood stabilizers, can help.

*Intermittent Explosive Disorder: (sometimes abbreviated as IED) is a behavioral disorder characterized by explosive outbursts of anger and violence, often to the point of rage, that are disproportionate to the situation at hand (e.g., impulsive screaming triggered by relatively inconsequential events).