"Hello, Sasuke. My name is Madlyn Brockman, but you can just call me Madlyn."
"Hi," Sasuke answered indifferently.
"So, what seems to be the problem?" the woman, slightly heavy, with brown skin and a long ponytail, asked him politely.
Sasuke shrugged. He was feeling worse than he thought without Naruto. "You tell me, Madlyn."
She laughed and shuffled through some papers. "Well, I was told that you've been seeing and talking to people that no one else can see.."
"Person, not people," he corrected. "I'm crazy."
Madlyn smiled. "No, you're not. So, who is it, exactly, you've been conversing with?"
"You don't know him," Sasuke stated obviously."
She smile once more. "I'm sure I don't but tell me about him anyway."
"His name's Naruto. Naruto Uzumaki."
"Okay." She said while writing. "How long have you two been speaking with each other?"
"Since I was seven."
"And you're," she checked a paper. "Sixteen now, right?"
"Uh-huh."
"So, what's your relationship together?"
Sasuke blushed, turning his head to hide it. 'We're friends/"
"That all?"
"Yeah…"
"Because, your father," she glanced at the same paper once more, "Richard told me he does things to you that ordinary friends don't." Her light brown eyes examined the boy closely.
Sasuke folded his arms across his chest. :"We. Are. Just. Friends."
Madlyn nodded and wrote something down on her clipboard. "'Just friends'. Okay." She looked back at Sasuke. "So, what did you two talk about when you were together?"
"I dunno. Normal stuff."
"Normal, like, girls and school?"
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah. Sure."
"Alrighty then. You guys talk often?" Madlyn watched him closely, as if trying to get a reaction.
"I guess."
"So how often would that be?"
The corner of his mouth pulled. "Couple times a week."
"Ah. So, when was the last time he and you talked?"
Sasuke looked regretful. "Earlier today."
'And what did you talk about, specifically?" She grew slightly more interested.
"I…I told him," Sasuke breathed shakily, "I told him to go away."
Madlyn was obviously surprised. "Did he leave?" Sasuke nodded solemnly. "That's odd. I've seen people with long term attachments to imaginary friends before, but none of the ones I've seen just left so quickly."
"Well, he did. Because…I want to get better."
The woman smiled as Sasuke's control broke. The dark haired boy began sobbing, his whole body shaking.
"And that's the first step, Sasuke." She wrapped her arms around Sasuke's shoulders and let his tears stain her blouse.
That was Sasuke's first secession. It has been a month since. Naruto didn't show his face, and Sasuke didn't call for him.
His parents were ecstatic by his "recovery". It seemed as though they even let the boy have more freedom since his "problem" was solved. He was permitted to have a locked door(if at both of his parents were present and consented to the idea), he could play all the music he wanted whenever he wanted(as long as the volume wasn't disturbing others) and he no longer had to maintain his homework hours- it got done when he was ready to do it, instead of directly after school.
However, Sasuke, himself, was the only one that wasn't happy with the progress. In fact, he was devastated. Life without Naruto? I might as well be dead! He thought.
Sasuke was miserable without his companion and even though he knew he couldn't call for the blonde with his parents watching him more intensely than before. He tried once, just once, and Richard almost immediately knocked on his door, demanding to now who he was speaking with. Sasuke lied, of course, and the man believed him, but he never got an answer from Naruto. Nothing.
Sasuke was lonelier than ever. He didn't want to make new friends, he only wanted to be with Naruto, to find him, wherever he was, and take him and never let him go.
The girls in school threw themselves at him and the guys all wanted to be seen with him to be noticed by the girls, but no one wanted him. Not like Naruto.
That's why he now dedicated his every ounce of being into finding him. Sasuke took a bike that was given to him by Julia's mother for his grades during Christmas and he road from town to town, sometimes riding for hours, trying to find anyone that looked like they were or at least related to Naruto.
He asked every blonde haired, blue eyed tan person he saw at first, but, as he grew desperate, he began asking those that had maybe a feature of two that even resembled the blonde. Still, his search brought forth nothing.
Sasuke, deciding not to waste time, moved his search to the internet. He googled, yahooed, asked, and binged fro Naruto. He found a few with the same name, but lacked all his physical qualities. Some people resembled him near completely- minus the definable marks on his face- but were nothing like him at all.
He checked every social network he could think of and even the ones that he was warned of. All for Naruto.
But, his search was null and void. It gave him no leads, no information about his blonde, no hope to keep searching.
Until, nearly seven weeks of searching day and night, he saw something- someone whose familiarity caught his eye.
Immediately, he stopped all functions and stared.
A boy, not quite as tall as he, with blonde hair, blue eyes, and 3 parallel lines on each cheek. His tan skin glowed in the sun as wind blew the hair off his forehead. He was walking with another boy, laughing, in the direction opposite Sasuke's house.
"Naruto," Sasuke whispered, the wind carrying his voice as he watched him walk away. He wanted to move, wanted to run after him and pull him away from that guy, take him as his own. But his body wouldn't move. He stood in shock after the blonde.
Then suddenly, the tanned blonde stopped and turned around. He looked over his shoulder suspiciously, as if someone had tapped him and, upon noticing Sasuke, dropped the large school bag that hung from his arm onto the ground.
"Sasuke?"
Heyo~ Sorry i couldn't update as fast as I would have liked, but quality takes time, you know? And I still have yet to finish my gaaxnaru story here . so im kinda busy
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