"I… I can't do this. I really don't think, I can go back to that life," Sasuke whispered, staring at the wall.

"Wait—What?"

"I can't fuck Orochimaru, day in and day out!"

"Well, why are you then?"

"You will never, ever, understand, Itachi, what it's like to be socially unworthy. Try being stabbed in the back by your best friend, and then we'll talk!"

"You're right…I….I really don't understand."

"That's right. You won't, because no one ever dared to use you as a pawn! I'm alone Itachi, and it's goddamn time you figure out!" Through all the yelling, Sasuke never took his eyes off the wall before him. "I don't want this, Itachi, I really don't. Just go to sleep, you really can't do anything about it."

`"Sasuke….you…you know I….care about you, right?"

"Yeah, just…just go."

The next day, Sasuke awoke later than usual, and still oh so tired.

"You hungry?" Itachi asked, watching Sasuke barely make it down the stairs.

"Nah. I'm going to go out and see if there's something to take my mind off of last night."

"Oh, okay. That's fine too."

"Yeah." Sasuke quickly slammed the door behind him.

Sunday afternoons at Drug Mart were very uneventful. Especially when he knew what he wanted. Sasuke was busy making his way to the magazines section. If drawing on Nick Jonas's face kept his thoughts away from last night, he'd certainly do it. However, while on his journey to the magazines, he passed something that grabbed his interest.

"Would you look at that?" Sasuke murmured. "A packet of razor blades. 3.99$, what a bargain." As if. Sorry Nick Jonas, I need some serious help tonight. After coughing up 4.21$, Sasuke walked home with a bulge in his pocket and a smile on his face.

"find something useful, Sasuke?" Itachi interrogated upon Sasuke's entrance.

"The new boy bands were enough to send me laughing."

"Only you Sasuke."

"I know right?"

"But are you sure you're okay, Sasuke?"

"Yeah."

"Sasuke, I know awful things must have happened."

"Well, yeah. But it's over now so."

"well, ok."

"I'm going to my room."

"Alright." Sasuke stomped back to his room and carefully closed the door. Quickly, he emptied his pocket. Sasuke's stomach tingled with excitement, but the hand holding the fresh blade was shaking above an anxious wrist. Press, slide, and…..enjoy? It felt as if a knot had come untied. Sasuke sat back in his chair and just savored the peace. All the tension left with the blood. But it wasn't enough to let him sleep through the night. He needed more, and that's exactly what he gave himself.