I'm so sorry for taking so long to update! I've been so busy lately and it's practically given me no time at all to work on my writing. Sigh, I hope I can finish before my birthday comes up. October 31st, exactly on Halloween! That gives me two months. Sigh. I wanna sleep.

Itachi set the alarm for tomorrow. 'I have to arrive there 9:00 sharp. Coming to work late would only piss off Mrs. Uzumaki and Sakura even more. Not that I really care, but it's better to not be on the directing end of their lectures. Hinata, no she never seems to be angry with me.' That, he had to wonder. He had done so many really messed up things, and Hinata didn't even blame him once. She even stuck up for him. It was truly a mystery. But, who cares. It was time for bed and having things on his mind would only keep him from falling asleep. Taking some sleeping pills, Itachi turned off the light and laid down on his bed. Closing his eyes, he was just about to let his mind rest when sounds coming from his own room woke him up. Cracking one eye open, Itachi watched in horror as his drawers opened by themselves. His cabinet doors started swinging open and his drawers were pulled open and pushed close repeatedly, making slamming noises that were really hard to ignore. Scared, Itachi opened both eyes and his eyes rested on the same ghost from the car crash and the hospital. The same spiky haired ghost.

There was only one thought that coursed through Itachi's mind at the moment. 'OH MY GOD!'

Their eyes met for only a brief second before Itachi screamed his lungs out. Dashing out his room, Itachi kept on screaming as he ran down the spiraling staircase, only to see the ghost run up the staircase. 'WHAT THE HELL?' Itachi turned back and ran, the ghost chasing after him. He headed for the door that lead to the driveway. Opening it, he quickly leapt into his car, the one that wasn't damaged, and turned the ignition key. 'Come on come on come on! START UP YOU DAMN CAR!' The ghost came out the same door and Itachi screamed again before finally starting up the engine and swerving the car out through the gate and into the street. He kept on driving away from his house, occasionally looking through the rearview mirror to see if he was being followed by the ghost. 'I don't see him! Is he still there? Is he still following me?'

He screamed as soon as he saw the ghost, not behind, but in FRONT of him, standing on the street a few meters away. 'Holy crap! Holy shit! OH MY FUCKING GOD!' Itachi couldn't stop the car fast enough so he screamed and closed his eyes, too afraid to watch what was going to happen. He was so scared that he temporarily forgot that this was a ghost and not a tangible being, expecting the car to crash into the person and for blood and guts to rain all over his windshield. His eyes were closed so he couldn't see his car PASS RIGHT THROUGH the ghost. Quickly stopping the car, Itachi took a moment to calm his rapidly beating heart. 'Did I hit him? Is he still there?' Lifting up his head, he looked behind him and sure enough, there was nothing there. No blood, guts, or even a body. The whole road was deserted except for him. Everything was quiet.

Turning his car to reverse, Itachi looked back to his rearview mirror and screamed once more. The ghost was in his backseat. Opening the door and jumping out the car, Itachi ran down the road away from his car. As he ran, a few seconds later, the ghost was right next to him, gliding to his running pace. Itachi screamed again and ran in the other direction, back to his car. The ghost was waiting for him, standing right next to his car. 'Just what does he want with me?' Screaming for the final time, Itachi ran around his car and down the same road he had come from. The ghost suddenly materialized again from nowhere and again Itachi was forced to chance directions. Finally, he gave up. Out of breath, he stopped running and started walking, taking in deep gulps of breath. Panting, he yelled out, "Okay, Okay! I give up! I can't... run anymore!" Sitting himself down on the sidewalk trying to catch his breath, he said to the ghost, "Do... whatever you want... to do. If you want to kill me... just kill me then." More deep breaths. "Anything... to end this... agonizing pain."

Itachi yawned before saying, "I took some sleeping pills. Do whatever you want to do cause I'm getting sleepy." Looking around, the long haired man noticed he was all alone once more. 'Where did he go now? I didn't run all the way out here just to get ditched by him, did I?' Looking left and right, he saw nobody, no ghost anywhere. But he did hear a soft ringing noise, like something was rolling away. 'What is that?' Looking closely, he could see it was a glass bottle. The bottle rolled past him and Itachi followed it, watching the bottle carefully. Still walking, he yawned once more, trying to keep his eyes open. 'This better be good, cause I'm tired.' The bottle stopped in front of a dog. It was a tan-colored bulldog, a puppy. The puppy was laid out on the curb of the street but despite the fact it was still breathing, there was a puddle of blood lying next to it. 'It must have gotten hit by a car...'

Itachi carefully picked up the puppy and petting it, said, "Poor thing. Why weren't you more careful?" Standing up and gently holding the dog in his hands, Itachi looked around for his car. Hearing some noise behind him, he turned around and saw his car moving slowly towards him, but without a driver. The car stopped right in front of him and the car door opened automatically for him. 'Wow. Who's doing this?' Itachi was a bit startled at how the car moved by itself without a driver. He even hesitated to get in, still surprised at the supernatural action.

"What are you so scared about? You forgot to turn off the engine and close the door, that's it. Get into the car, the dog's going to die," said a voice from behind him. Turning around while still in shock, Itachi met face to face with the spiky haired ghost. "It's dying, hurry up." Looking back at the dog in his hands, Itachi realized it was true so he got into the car and placed the dog down in the passenger seat. Closing the door, he heard the ghost say, "Drive carefully!"

Itachi drove to the animal hospital as quickly as he could. There, the doctors rushed the injured puppy into the operation room. Itachi followed behind but when they got into the room, the nurse stopped him and said, "Don't worry, we'll try our best. Can you please wait outside for now." She closed the door and Itachi peered through the circular window on the door before turning around, sensing there was something behind him. He had an odd feeling in his gut. The hospital hallway was dimly lit and pale green. Six chairs lined one side of the wall and a rack of newspapers and magazines occupied the other. Only one light was on the entire corridor and the air vents made an eerie breathing noise. Not to mention the creepy cold feeling that evaded one's senses. 'This reminds me of one of those scenes from those scary movies. You know, when you're all alone and you have this creepy feeling that you're not really alone. Even this place looks like one of those eerie hospitals that you can't escape from in the films...'

Itachi yawned again, feeling the sleeping pill's effect. He felt a whoosh of cold air on his left and turning to that direction, saw the ghost again, the same one in all his encounters. The ghost's mouth began dripping blood silently as his eyes became hollow and lifeless. Itachi opened his mouth, looking as though he was going to scream, but a yawn came out instead. The ghost kept on staring at him while blood ran like a river but Itachi, with sleepy eyes, said, "Sorry, I took some pills. I'll... go and wash my face first." The ghost watched him walk away, disappointment written all over his face.

In the bathroom, Itachi ran the faucet and splashed water onto his face. Brushing his hair aside and looking into the mirror, he saw the ghost again, at the other end of the bathroom. He gasped in surprise at the sudden appearance. The spirit began walking towards him slowly, brown barf-like ooze coming out of it's mouth as his neck began bleeding from a deep gash that slit the whole throat open. Itachi only yawned again at the first. The ghost turned around in disappointment yet again and Itachi replied sluggishly, "Sorry, I'm... really scared right now. I... I'm really scared." He yawned once more.

Going back to the hallway, Itachi sat down on one of the chairs lined against the wall, telling himself, "Don't... fall asleep. Don't fall... asleep." He was finally feeling the full effects of the sleeping pills now. The ghost was crouched down on the floor in front of him. 'Oh god, he's still here.' Seeing as though the ghost was not leaving him alone anytime soon, the long haired man asked drowsily, "What do you want?"

"Why don't you ask me if I'm a ghost," the spirit suggested playfully. "Ask me..." He paused, seeing as the one he was talking to was already nodding away to dreamland. "Itachi... Itachi!" No response. "ITACHI SHARINGAN!" Now this was enough to get him to flinch back awake.

'I wanna go to sleep...' Tiredly, he asked what the ghost wanted him to ask, "Are you a ghost?"

"Yyyeeesss, I am a gghhoosstt," the spiky haired apparition replied, with a creepy tone in his voice accompanied by a sly smile.

"Why don't you ask me if I was one of your classmates," the ghost suggested again, playfully.

"Were you one of my classmates," Itachi sluggishly asked, letting the ghost have his way.

Smiling, the ghost replied, "Yyyeesss, I was one of your elementary school ccllaassmmaatteess." Again, with the creepy voice.

"Why don't you guess who I am," said the ghost slowly. His face was now right next to Itachi's.

Itachi looked as though he was going to fall asleep any second now. The ghost was not happy with this and he blew in his face to get him to answer. "Principal..." Itachi said tiredly.

"No..."

"Vice Principal..."

"No..."

"Counselor..."

"Still no..."

"Janitor..." The ghost gave him a dissatisfied look. Itachi, now with eyes closed and already falling asleep, said drowsily, "I... guessed it, didn't I?"

Still unhappy, the ghost replied, "Why don't you ask me if my name is Sasuke?"

'Ugh... Sleep... I want to sleep...' Sighing, Itachi asked, "Are you Sasuke?"

Finally happy, the ghost bragged, "That's right! I was the most smartest and popular student of my grade level, the one who girls drooled about and boys envied of."

Smiling, the ghost, now known as Sasuke, said, "Why don't you ask me how I died now?"

Already unable to keep himself awake, Itachi crawled over to the other chairs and laid himself down. Lying on his side across four of the chairs, he asked one last time, "How... did... you... die?"

"Damn, you wouldn't believe how horribly I died. When I was thirteen, I..." Sasuke stopped when he saw Itachi sleeping. "Hey!" No response. "Oi!" Still nothing. "ITACHI SHARINGAN!" No reaction whatsoever. "Hmnp," the ghost said in annoyance. Itachi sneezed and huddled closer to himself. Hearing the sneeze, Sasuke looked around the hallway and saw the air vents blowing out cold air. Looking at his own blue coat he had on, he knew the garment would only pass through Itachi. His eyes rested on the rack of newspapers just across the seats. 'I have an idea,' Sasuke thought.

The nurse opened the door of the operation room and called out, "The dog's alright now, Mr. Sharingan." Seeing nobody in the hallway, she said to the vet, "Hmm, he left without saying a word."

"The dog has to stay here overnight anyways. We'll call him tomorrow but now, it's better to go home and get some rest," the vet said to the nurse.

"Ugh, Mr. Sharingan is such a rude person. Leaving the newspapers lying all over the place after reading them. You would think he had the courtesy to at least put them back," the nurse commented, eyeing the pile of newspapers laid out on the chairs as she walked by them. The two closed the hallway door and locked it before turning off the light and leaving the building.

The pile of newspapers shifted and Itachi sat up from underneath the sheets of printed paper. Looking around sleepily, he noticed the whole hallway dark and without giving it a second thought, laid back down on the chairs, too tired to care anyway. He fell asleep quickly, the newspapers keeping him warm from the air conditioning.

Well, things are progressing onward. I hope I can get the next update in soon. It's really taking a VERY long time. I mean VERY. Anyways, see you in the next chapter, if I ever manage to get it out. Review please! I like reading your thoughts on things. Thank you.