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Sasuke woke up alone. He stumbled out of bed, unable to shake the groggy and sick feeling that washed over him. He couldn't move his body exactly the way he wanted to. He could feel himself deteriorating into his skeleton but the feeling made him smile.

He liked to think that he was dying. He liked the idea of not living far into the future. He had never imagined himself as an old man and Sakura's death had made him realise why.

After he took a shower, he felt slightly better. He had some coffee and was even able to choke down some breakfast before Naruto burst through his door.

"What do you want?" Sasuke asked him coldly.

"You're going to therapy today," Naruto answered.

Sasuke looked at him like he had gone insane.

"No, I'm not."

Naruto rolled his eyes, "Yes you are. Even if I have to drag you down to that shrink myself."

"I'll knock your teeth back into your skull if you touch me," Sasuke said.

"I thought you might act like this, so I brought help." Naruto said, smiling, as Kakashi walked through the door.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes, "Kakashi."

"Hello, Sasuke. It's good to see you. How have you been?"

"Apparently, I've been going insane," Sasuke said.

"Happens to the best of us," Kakashi said, "But don't worry, we're here to help you."

Sasuke slammed his fists on the table, "I don't need your help!"

"Sasuke, when are you going to realise that you are not okay?" Naruto yelled.

Sasuke leaned back, folding his arms, "I'm fine."

"We can see you're not okay, Sasuke," Kakashi said.

Sasuke rolled his eyes and pushed himself away from the table, standing up,

"You two can go fuck yourselves." He sneered and began to walk away.

"GET HIM!" Naruto yelled and Kakashi tackled Sasuke.

He fell to the floor with heavy thud and Kakashi dragged him across the floor. Sasuke kicked Kakashi in the face, making his nose bleed, until he let go of him. Sasuke stood up and was in the process of brushing himself off when Naruto grabbed him and began to hurl him to his car.

"What the fuck? LET GO OF ME NARUTO!" Sasuke yelled all the way down to the car. Kakashi helped restrain the Uchiha as they shoved him through the car door.

"I'm going to kill you," Sasuke said with true hatred in his heart as they drove away. Naruto laughed nervously, hoping that Sasuke was just joking.

The therapist had her office in a high-tech building. Naruto said she was the best but Sasuke honestly couldn't care less. Before long, Sasuke found himself slouching in his office glaring silently at the blonde woman in pigtails.

"Your friends are worried about you," Tsunade said.

"Hn," Sasuke said.

"I see you're not the talkative type. I was just saying that your friends-,"

Sasuke interrupted her, "They're not my friends."

"They care about you, Sasuke."

"If they cared about me, they'd just leave me alone."

"So you could what?" She said, cocking her head, "Self-destruct?"

Sasuke looked away from her.

She sighed, "Naruto told me about what happened to Sakura."

Sasuke clenched his fists on his lap, his nails biting into his palms. He kept his gaze away from her as irritation bit away at him, making him mad. Suddenly, Sakura was there, sitting by his feet with her cheek resting against his thigh. Instinctively, Sasuke played with her cherry blossom hair.

"Naruto told me that you said that you still see her… all the time," Tsunade said.

Sasuke didn't say anything but continued to play with Sakura's hair.

"Is she here with you now?"

Sasuke looked up, finally making eye contact with the therapist. He opened his mouth but then Sakura looked up at him, distracting him and making him look at her instead.

"Don't tell her anything," Sakura warned, "They'll take me away from you."

Sasuke wanted to tell her that no one could do that but he couldn't speak to her without looking completely insane. He knew Tsunade couldn't see Sakura like he could.

"No. I don't see her," Sasuke said.

Tsunade laughed, "Liar."

There was silence for a while before Tsuande spoke again,

"I've been trained for this, you see. This is your own twisted way of dealing with your grief."

"I'm not grieving."

"Oh, exactly," Tsunade said, "You're still in denial and there's four more stages you have to go through."

Sasuke rolled his eyes, "Please don't go through all that 'five stages of grief' crap."

Tsuande only smirked, "You still have anger, bargaining and depression to go through before you finally hit acceptance."

"What if I don't want to accept it? Did you think about that?" Sasuke snapped.

"Why don't you want to accept Sakura'a death?"

Sasuke looked away, falling silent again.

"What's so terrible about moving on with your life, Sasuke?" Tsunade asked.

Sasuke didn't look at her but he said, "There's nothing left."

Tsunade remained stoic as she said, "You're parents are dead and your brother died a few years ago, is that right?"

Sasuke nodded.

"I see. So you feel like everyone you have ever loved has left you."

Sasuke's face became grim but he didn't answer.

"I'm not going to bullshit you, Sasuke. People die. I realise that you have an unusual amount of tragedy in your life and I am deeply sorry for that but you can't let these people's deaths define who you are."

Sasuke looked up at her, glaring, "Have you ever lost anyone?"

"Yes," She answered smoothly, "My younger brother and my boyfriend both died. I understand how you feel, Sasuke. I know I would do anything to see them again but the Sakura you're seeing isn't real."

Sakura gripped Sasuke's leg, "She's lying to you, Sasuke. You have to get out of here. YOU CAN'T TRUST HER! SHE'LL TAKE ME AWAY FROM YOU!"

Sakura was standing behind Sasuke now. He hadn't even seen her move. She had both her hands placed on his shoulders, glaring at Tsunade.

"If you let this delusion of Sakura get out of control, she'll kill you."
"Don't listen to her, Sasuke. I would never hurt you." Sakura said.

Sasuke blinked. He could feel a migraine coming on. He stood up and said, "I have to leave."

"Our session isn't over yet," Tsunade said.

"Come one, Sasuke. Come with me. Let's go home. It'll just be me and you." Sakura begged him.

Sasuke looked from Sakura to Tsuande and back again.

"Who are you looking at, Sasuke?" Tsunade said, "Is she here with you now?"

Sasuke looked back at Sakura who shook her head violently.

"Sasuke, just leave with me," She said, holding out her hand.

He looked back to Tsunade, "What do you mean, she'll kill me?"

"You have a self-destructing personality. That much is clear. If you continue to indulge in this fantasy of Sakura's ghost, she could take you to wherever she is now."

"SASUKE PLEASE!" Sakura screamed, making Sasuke look back at her. He saw that she was crying. He hated it when she cried.

"I really have to go," He mumbled.

"Wait, Sasuke," Tsunade said and stood up. She walked to her desk and scrawled something on a piece of paper than shoved it in his hands.

"What is this?" he sneered.

"This is my own personal number. If you're ever in trouble, please don't hesitate to call me."

"Hn," Sasuke said uninterestedly but he pocketed it anyway. Then he grabbed his jacket and walked out the door.

He was glad that Naruto or Kakashi wasn't there when he got out because they would have forced him back into the therapist's office. He walked home. It was a long way to walk but he was glad he had the time to clear his head. His thoughts raced back and forth but kept on returning to the same place: Sakura.

When he finally got home, she was sitting on his couch. She looked up when he entered and watched silently as he removed his jacket and put it on the coat rack. He walked towards her and sat next to her, letting her curl around him with her head on his shoulder.

"You're not going to send me away?" She asked.

He kissed her forehead, "No, I'm not sending you away."

She clenched his shirt in her fists in an effort to get even closer to him. Their foreheads were pressed together and every now and then, Sasuke would caress her cheek with a kiss.

"You… you wouldn't destroy me, right?" Sasuke asked, surprised at how nervous he was.

Sakura smiled, "Of course not, Sasuke-kun."

He closed his eyes and breathed, "Good."

"You're going to destroy yourself."

Sasuke eyes snapped open, "What did you say?"

"You are self-destructing. Any idiot could see that."

Sasuke gripped her hair, moving away from her, "Please, just shut up."

"Do you even want me here?" She said.

"What?" Sasuke said angrily, "Of course I want you here."

"Are you sure? It would be less effort if you just stopped imagining me everywhere."

"What are you saying, Sakura? You're not making sense! I'm not imagining you. You're real!"

He had his hands placed on either side of her head, forcing her to look at him. Her face crumpled and she began to cry again, infuriating Sasuke further.

"You're so annoying," He glared.

"I'm sor-,"

"Shut up!" He yelled, "I can't believe you're not real! After all we've been through together? You're just going to give up because you died?"

Sasuke could hear himself, in the back of his head, and even he admitted that he sounded insane. He didn't want to look at her anymore. He stood up and walked to his bathroom. He slammed the door and stared at himself in the mirror. He was a mess. His eyes were bloodshot and his skin was porcelain pale. His lips were cracked and bleeding and his hair was a mattered mess.

He looked at his reflection and hated himself but, even more, he hated her. He hated her for dying. He hated her for the lies she spoke now. He hated her pink hair, her billboard brow and her stupid perfect skin that now rotted, eaten by maggots, in the ground. He hated her so much.

Suddenly, he punched the mirror and shattered it on impact. He stepped back, looking at his bleeding fist. He breathed heavily as if he had just run away very fast.

Anger.

He sat down against the bathroom wall with his head in his hands, pulling at his hair violently.

He hated her because she made him miss her.

a/n: That chapter kind of got away from me and morphed into some new. Oh well, hope you liked it. Review or die. Those are your options.