Based of both the Anime and Manga. May lead to a second book for Shippuden.

I do not own Naruto. Any OC's that may make an appearance in this Fanfiction, however, are mine.

Rights to my OCs are mine.

The mention of facts from Tokyo Ghoul that will be incorporated, are not.

.Mentioning of quotes.

Zet-su-mei Se-kai : Pronounced Zet - Sue - May Say - Ki

The OOCness of a character is dependent on the view of the reader itself, this can or may not apply to the writer. Please note that all writers of fanfiction view characters differently and see another side to them that can be developed over time. Fanfiction is not meant to be exact. Fanfiction is purely for entertainment purposes.

Inspiration? Hmm...That's a good one.

Again, I appreciate any advice, reviews, anything to keep me knowing how you'd like this story to go, if you like where it's going so far or if I get any information on Ghouls wrong. Sometimes I might not notice it till it's pointed out.

Stage 4

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Philophobia

The unwanted, abnormal, persistent, fear of falling in love.

"You've never felt so low, it's kind of like you've never had it at all."

The warm substance trickled down her chin, mouth coated in the thick red substance.

Cold lifeless eyes stared upwards to the sky, hand torn and the other lying limply, hanging from soft muscle. The women's dainty, almost feather-like fingers, were thrown around the small alley and the arm that was ripped off was being chewed on.

A crunch and the snapping of bones were the only things heard in the silent night and although distracted by the feeling of fullness, the figure crouching next to the body couldn't help but glance off into the nights sky.

I hate the night.

"I didn't mean it." She cried, dry sobs leaving her lips, hands painting with dried blood rubbing against her face to get rid of the blood. "I-I was just so hungry."

Sekai squirming tiredly, her hands being taken and tied behind her back. Lifting her head up she pleaded with her eyes, pleaded towards the old man across from her, his hands folded and a stern look in his eyes.

"Please." She called out again, this time with a more urgent tone. "Don't let them do this, please, anything but this Ojiisan."

"Hokage-sama isn't your grandpa, Sekai." Ibiki made sure she knew this fact, tightening the rope that he had tied. Chakra restraining rope.

The two both knew that her actions were too different from normal, Ibiki believed that she was lying to get out of punishment and Hiruzen believed that her ghoul side must have been showing itself more and more, the cunning and manipulative personality that all ghouls held.

When Sekai whimpered in pain, biting her lip to muffle the sound, the Third tilted his head in shame and watched her small body shiver in pain, her lips tremble in disbelief. "That's enough, Ibiki." He made his way towards Sekai from where he sat. "You knew it would be hard for us to believe this Sekai. You hadn't ever done something like this before."

Her body acted before she could, lip jutted and eyes widening. "I know. I just couldn't help myself. I don't know what's wrong with me."

Ibiki turned his head towards the girl sharply, already tired that he had to do something as simple as this. "Don't peg us for fools, Sekai. You're smart enough to put together the pieces, actually I wouldn't be surprised if you had known all along."

But she didn't know. They didn't know Sekai tried to deny it, all those days craving the meat of the people who walked by her secluded home, the dark and eerie feelings that she couldn't keep away. She denied them all.

"You're one of them Sekai." The Hokage soothed, his voice calm and collected. "Although you can't stop what you are, you can change who you make yourself out to be."

Sekai's head snapped up to face The Third while Ibiki stared towards his boss in confusion, was he aware that he was bluntly throwing lies at her? Telling her was a risk, if she found out what the village had done, it would be over for them.

"You can't expect-"

"Sekai." He cut her off, crouching down to look at her in the eye. Her kakugan gleaming in the dimly lit room, peaks of sunlight shining through, "I believe in you." A gentle smile curled on his lips, "Konohomaru believes in you, and I'm even sure Kakashi believes in you."

Sekai remembered the silver haired junin and shook her head, "No he doesn't. He rarely watches me, barely takes care of me." Her lips curled. "I want my family back, grandpa. I want them back."

Taking his hand, he gently let it fall onto her shoulder softly patting it and making sure he avoided her kakugan as much as he could. "Let's get you an eyepatch to cover that up." He changed the subject. "You'll be out soon."

Looks of the mother, genes of the father. He thought sadly. And to think that her mother's clan was wiped out as well. She truly has no family.

Sasuke glanced off to his right and frowned in thought. He was suppose to be back at Kakashi's but after having painfully mastered chidori, he had no energy for the perverted junin. But for some reason he wanted to be back here, in the same clearing he had been in just weeks ago.

He started realizing strange thoughts that would start to invade his mind, even that he started to think about the colour deep green a lot, he didn't necessarily like the colour but he couldn't stop thinking about it.

A few minutes must have passed before he finally brought his thoughts back on track and the hint of chakra wrapped itself in the wind. Even though it was familiar he realized that it was weaker than normal.

His answers were answered when a sluggish Sekai tugged her way into the clearing noticed he was there then gave a deep sigh.

Glaring with a snarl Sasuke kept his glare on her until she was close enough for him to hear her.

"Gomen." She muttered the informal apology out of her mouth.

When something stirred in his stomach he bluntly told himself that it must have been hunger. Even if it wasn't hunger Sasuke would just blame it on him either being tired or getting a cold.

"Can I teach you something that I don't have to move a lot for?" She grunted in pain when she spoke, hand smoothing over her abdomen. "Gomen, again, I just don't feel too well."

He watched her rub her abdomen, the bruising on her wrists prominent, their dirty purple and green colour a stark difference against her milky skin. Narrowing his eyes at the bruises he wondered where they came from.

It wasn't only her wrists, peeking from her shirt he could see bruises across her collarbone and a well hidden one behind her hair.

Sekai frowned, and winced in pain when she walked forward to the distracted Uchiha. When she was in front of him, she let out one final grunt of pain and waved her hand in front of his face.

"Uchiha-san? Are you okay?" When he didn't respond she moved closer and tried again. "Uchiha-s-"

"Sasuke." He spoke with a muffled sigh, his hands covering the bottom half of his face. "Stop calling me that, my name's Sasuke."

Sekai paused and felt the same curl of her lips, this time it was warmer and easier to make. She really did like smiling even though she didn't or couldn't do it a lot. "Sasuke." She tested his name on her tongue.

It was nice.

Sasuke uncovered his eyes and looked back at her, tired bags underneath his eyes. He watched her painful gaze and dull light. Sekai lost even more of that innocence he deemed false, he wondered what had happened despite his previous declaration of not being distracted.

Moving closer, he hadn't notice he was until his hand began to stretch out towards her. Freezing in his actions, his hand fell only to be raised again. He didn't know the look in her eyes but he swore he saw it once. Maybe it was the eyepatch that only let him see one eye that he noticed so much pain.

His hand brushed against the top of her head. "Baka."

He froze suddenly, mouth open and eyes widening in the slightest. Sekai's face flushed at the sudden movement, her head still ducked down at the force of his hand on her head and her hands were raised to grab his out of shock.

"Uch-Sasuke?" She stuttered. "What was that for?"

"Hn?" He responded in shock, willing it to not show. "Nothing!" He said back quickly. "You were being an idiot, so you're a baka."

He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding when she gave back a hesitant nod, "Baka." She repeated then let a soft smile curl on her lips. "Sasuke-Baka."

"Yes-" He started but then snapped his head around to her. "Don't put Baka after my name!"

"Sasuke-Baka." She hummed again. "Baka-Sasuke." She reversed. "I like saying it."

He glared intently at her, eyebrows narrowed and lips a thin line. "I dare you to say that again, Baka."

She kept silent for a while, her eye watching his quietly then in a soft voice she spoke again. "Sasuke-Baka." He was about to hurt her when he saw something flicker in her eyes and she kept speaking. "Sasuke-Baka? Why aren't you saying anything about my eye?"

He shrugged still angry at her. "I saw it a few days ago, if it stayed that way then it's up to you to cover it up. If you don't want to show it then don't."

As if a weight fell of her shoulders she fell to the ground with her legs tucked underneath her. "Thank Kami."

Her face smoothed out into relief. Staring at her figure Sasuke calmly watched her, he didn't know what he was obliged to do but by the way she sat there, quietly happy, he didn't think he needed to do anything.

"Hn." He hummed tucking his hands into his pockets, raven hair tickling his cheeks.

"I should probably say this before I forget." Sekai spoke up from where she sat, her head that was tilted towards the ground raising to look into his eyes. "Good luck, Sasuke-Baka. I'm sure you don't need it but I really wish you good luck."

He ignored the new nickname although he felt strangely happy. He knew what feeling happy felt like, it's just that he hadn't felt it in a long time. They way she spoke to him, so familiarly. It was really so simple, but held so much significance.

"Don't run your mouth, Baka." He responded. When she tilted her head at him he correct himself, internally amused. "It means to not say things you don't mean."

She shook her head at him trying to stand up but fell back down to the ground with a hiss of pain, her only visible eye squinting in pain. "I really mean it. I..." She thought for a while, her hands clenched at her sides. "I think you're my only friend."

Staying silent for a while, Sasuke averted his gaze and looked off to the sky and the trees that were out of their reach. "Sometimes you really are pitiful."

She didn't deny it nor did she accept it, she only sat there feeling the warmth spread in her chest and hearing her heart pumping loudly. "I think my hearts going to burst." She put her hand over it.

"Don't be stupid, Baka." He bit back.

"I'm so happy."

Ah.

There it was again.

That soft innocence that he deemed fake, for some reason looked a little more real to him. Just slightly but it was enough to make him notice it.

"What a drama queen." He snorted with a smirk, feeling it curl on his lips more smoother than normal. It was easier for him this time.

"What's a drama queen?" Her wide eyes looked into his. Onyx eye oddly reminding him of his mother's old friends eyes.

They were the same shade.

Looking down to his hand Sasuke couldn't help but marvel at how soft it had felt against her head, brushed atop her deep hair.

Her hair was soft...

"I was right." He spoke shaking his head slightly. "You're a Baka." Under his breath he muttered. "A Really strange one too..."

"Come to my match." He demanded turning his head to face her. He didn't know why but when she jumped and made a small noise of surprise, it was...different.

"It's in two days." He smirked with mirth, his eyes still clear of any signs he was enjoying their conversation and her presence. "I'll be fighting someone named Gaara." He spat the boys name. "Cheer me on, won't you, Sensei?"

Sasuke smirked wider when she flushed completely of colour and turned a pale white. "O-of course."

She felt confused over why she decided to go, or even why he asked her to come. Clenching her fists she watched him walk away, hands still in his pockets and in a quick movement of hand seals, he was gone.

Frowning, Sekai looked off, mouth watering and eye burning. Brushing her hand over the eyepatch she glared hearing a voice in her head demand to be let out.

He'll only hold you down, you don't want that, do you? It's that sharingan, get away before it gets you.

Lips in a thin line, Sekai span around blood dripping from her clenched hands. Turning her head towards the darkening sky her face twisted into a scowl, eyes narrowed, voice smooth and clipped, nothing like her normal soft tone. "Baka."

"Sometimes I'm not me. Sometimes She controls me."

I admit, this chapter feels a little like a filler but it's just to get things moving. Next chapter will start just before Sasuke and Kakashi show up late and Oreo, as I have always liked to call him, comes in.

I did use baka a lot in this chapter but it's not actually my favourite japanese insult to use, urusai is. It's so much fun to say it.

See you next time.

Reviews are always welcome.

Yes I do realize I was a little cheesy, they are 12-13 years-old, cut me some slack.

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