A/N: It is super late, I am so tired, and I'm sorry for those of you who wanted me to write while in a lucid state. This is just when I have time. Suigetsu's point of view for once and lets see how that goes.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, and I make no profit from this.
"I don't think Sasuke's coming back." Karin turned to me, her eyes worried. "It's been almost a month, Sui. He's not coming back, is he?"
I didn't meet her eyes. I didn't want to hurt her, though the strangest thing had happened over the course of the month. The first week, she had only talked about Sasuke. Sasuke this, Sasuke that, but after that first week, it became, "How are you today, Sui?" It became about me.
It was just the last few days that she had become Sasuke's girl again.
"Why do you like him anyway?" I asked, instead of giving her an answer. "Why is Sasuke the person you go after, time and time again?"
"Some girls..." Karin began, and I was sure she wasn't going to answer me. "Some girls like the bad boys. But I like the damaged ones, the ones that have been beaten down and broken and chipped and thrown around like dolls, but still have an attitude. I guess that just attests to how messed up I am." She narrowed her eyes at me in worry and pressed my water bottle into my hands. "Take a drink, Sui, you look pale."
"Exactly how messed up are you?" Of all the time I've spent with Karin, she's never breathed a word of her past to me. I spread myself out on the grass, staring at her.
"Not as bad as many people, but much worse than a lot of people." Karin sat in front of where I had sprawled myself out on the ground and toyed idly with the grass. "Orochimaru didn't really recruit me, I ran away to come work with him." She paused for a moment and then added, "My parentals weren't all that great. Mom drank a lot and Dad liked to pretend that I didn't exist. I think that's why I was always striving for attention from Sasuke, I wanted a male who acknowledged me." She laughed and looked up at me. "I'm babbling though, you probably hate that."
Karin was in a good mood, but the information she was giving me was making me able to put the jigsaw pieces of Karin that I knew together. I could picture her as a kid, ignored by her Father and either beaten or verbally abused by her Mother. Suddenly, the bipolar-attitude I saw in Karin everyday was coming together.
I sat up and grabbed her, pulling her into a hug. "I acknowledge you." I murmured into her hair. "I've never hit you. Why do you need Sasuke so badly?"
"Honestly?" Karin tipped her head back to look at me. "You want the honest truth, no bullshit?"
"Yes." I gave the slightest hint of a nod.
"He looks a little like my Dad, actually." Karin shook her head. "It's stupid, I know."
"Not really." Just a little information has gotten me a lot further in how I viewed Karin. Now I could see her for what she was, attention deprived and abused.
Some days, I think that Karin hates me, but days like this; I know we're making progress.
A/N: I hope you guys liked this one better than the last one. I am about ready to fall asleep now, so I'm off to bed, but I hope you'll drop me a review, and thank you for reading.
