There was somebody.

Somone was calling to him. Someone was reaching out from the darkness with open arms.

But surley, nobody loved him after what happened. Surley he was all alone after what he'd done.

It's not my fault, Kami.
Please stop giving me this dream.

I don't know when you'll forgive me...

But it wasn't a dream. There was a voice that pierce the terrifying, loniley darkness that seemed to

sprout at the pit of his soul.

"Come back to me, Sasuke!"
His own name rocketed back into his ears.

"I love you!"

It wasn't true. Nobody loved him anymore. No matter how much he they tried.

"It's not your fault!"

But it was.

Kami, I'm real now! I know what's true and what's not!

"I don't know you!" He yelped back, fighting the anger, fighting the endless frustration, but his own voice seemed meek, pitiful and afraid when it was lost in the void.

"I don't know who you are!"

"Have you forgotten me already, Sasuke?"

He felt like running, running so far that nobody could catch him. Nobody would haunt his mind. What he thought

was precious and safe was open to everyone, even his own demons.

He needed to get away.

"Forgotten who!"
He fought back tears that felt like they were coming out of nowhere. Why was he crying? Who was talking to him? He was scared. He was alone. Where was he? Where was the warm arms that comforted him when he was scared? But he should know better.

He had gotten foolish.

Nobody would ever love him for what he did.

"It's me..."
He looked up and felt no control over his own flesh. Tears like a river flowed down his cheeks. He didn't understand. Why was he crying? He tried to stop it, but it was blinding. He wanted to lay there and die.

Nobody loved him anyway.

He could barley see through the tears, the vicious tears that made him feel so hopeless. But then again, what was there to hope for? No, he couldn't see it. But he could feel it.

"No...I thought you hated me."
"You think the world hates you."

"They will if knew what I did."

"GYAH!!!"

Sasuke shouted, rubbing his head where it had come into contact with the side of a table. Talk about De Ja Vu. But he knew, though he had the same dream with the same ominous feeling about a week ago, he wasn't going to call Neji like he had or visit Hinata's coffee shop. He deffinataly wasn't going to see Kakashi nor invite Neji over because the Hyuuga was upset over Gaara. Because he wasn't upset. He wasn't even talking to him.

So much could change in a week...

"...ouch..." He winced. A prick in his right forearm started to bleed again.

That's right...He thought, a wave of remembrance washing over him. I went to the doctor's- He felt sick at the fact he ever had been there-and Naruto was with me..

Naruto...

That's right. Naruto loved him...even if Sasuke still felt wishy-washy on the subject...then why, in his dream, did he believe the opposite? And more importantly, did he dream it again in the first place? He stood up, noticing it was rather late and he had been sleeping on a couch. But who's couch was the more important factor. It was Naruto's. Sasuke's heart started to race, and even more so when he noticed what he was wearing. No longer his own flanel pajamas, but Naruto's as well!

"G'mornin, Sasu-kun." Naruto said, yawning and scratching the back of his head. A grin spread across his face. "Last night was wild, eh?"
"No, no, nooooo!" Sasuke yelped, putting his hands over his ears. "I promised I wouldn't do this to my se-elf!" Naruto grinned even wider.

"It was a joke Sasuke! Lighten up!" Sasuke's face grew hot and his hand flew to Naruto's cheek. Naruto didn't even flinch, though his eyebrow raised slightly in amusment.

"Jeez, what's with feme-sasu all of a sudden, man?" He asked. Sasuke turned seven shades of red. "You could try a manly punch once in a while. It wouldn't kill you."

"You can't ever be serious can you!" He hissed, his eyes blazing red. "Where are my clothes!?!?!"

"Calm down. There right next to you." True enough, there they were, strait from his apartment, neatly folded. Sasuke sat down and put his head in his hands.

"What's wrong?" He sat next to him. "You can tell me."

"Please. Like you would understand."

"Sure I would. Shoot." There was no real point in not telling him, Sasuke supposed.
"Okay. I had this same dream as I did last week."

"So? Big deal."

"I'm not done. Well, the only people there were you and me." Naruto raised an eyebrow again. "Sounds interesting...am I going to enjoy this part?"

"Shut up, Naruto." He hissed. "Do you want to know or not!"

"Yes please."

"Well, it was really strange. You were telling me...that you...loved me..." He paused. "...but I wouln't believe you. I kept telling myself nobody could love me because I did somthing bad and another bad thing would happen because of me."

Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Hello?"

"Hi, Naruto?" It was Sakura. In the backround he could hear Ino. "Get yours and Sasuke's ass down here right now. I've already phoned Neji, Gaara and Kakashi."

"What the f-"

"I'm serious. NOW."

"Sakura, what are you talking about!"
But Sakura had hung up.