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"All I Want"

Chapter 10: Monster Hospital

Tears gushed from Sasuke's onyx eyes and blood flowed from the wound he had just inflicted upon himself. You're not good enough the voices told him, you'll never be good enough for Suigetsu. You'll never be good enoughfor anybody. He steadied his shaking hand and swiped once more. The crimson liquid dripped all over his pale skin and stained his crisp white sheets. Everyone knows you're nothing but a dumb bitch.Sasuke stabbed himself as hard as he could trying to drain himself of the pain when his door opened. "Sauce... Sasuke!"

There was a pressure upon his chest and he could feel the steady rise-and-fall breathing of another person on him, accompanied by the scent of peppermint. Suigetsu. Sasuke smiled and opened his eyes to find his lover sleeping beside him. He pushed aside his Sui's snow-white bangs and placed a kiss on his nose which was grumpily wrinkled. His eyes delicately fluttered open, amethyst orbs tearing up beneath his snowflake lashes. "Sasuke." He sat up cupping his raven's face and kissed him. The kiss was gentle and slightly sloppy, yet extremely effective and Sasuke felt Suigetsu take all his breath away. They tilted their heads to deepen the kiss, toungues meeting in between and reuniting with each others' flavors. "Ohh wow, this is weird."

Itachi was standing awkwardly in the doorway of the room. His skin was unreasonably pale, even for an Uchiha, and his long black bangs stuck to his sweaty face. "Itachi babe, maybe we should come back later." Konan was standing behind him, and she too looked disheveled with blue hair falling out of an unusually messy bun and her black makeup smeared around her eyes.

"No, you guys can stay." After all, he did need someone to explain why he woke up in a hospital room. The couple walked in and sat down by the bed. Itachi slightly flinched when his otouto wrapped his arm around the shark and pecked him on the cheek. He had to put his opinions aside for his baby brother's sake, especially with the state he was in now. "Otouto, we need to talk about what happened." Sasuke looked from the worried expressions of his beloved three to his bandaged arm, the arm he had used to...

Tears welled up in his eyes again, but he fought them back. He was an 18 year-old man now, he shouldn't be crying. And he shouldn't be hearing voices. "Nii-san," Sasuke mumbled as he tried to find the right words, "I'm really messed up. Something is really wrong with me." No matter how hard he tried, the warm tears splashed down his cheeks. And he told them. He told them everything, all about the weird dreams and the voices and the cutting. And that he hated himself. For all of it.

"How long has it been going on?" Itachi asked crying tears of his own. "I dunno. I don't remember. It all just escalated so quickly." Sasuke buried his face into his hands so no one could see his shameful sobs. Suigetsu didn't know what to do. So he just snuggled as close as possible, burrying his head in the crook of Sasuke's neck. "It's okay Sauce" he whispered, "I still love you." Sasuke ran one hand up and down Suigetsu's back and the other through his shoulderlength white locks. "I love you too" he mumbled pulling him as close as possible.

Konan squealed in her seat; this was literally the cutest fucking thing ever and she was going to burst. Itachi tried his best not to gag. "Otouto, I'm going to tell all of this to the doctor so she can get a diagnosis on your... condition." "Okay nii-san" Sasuke replied, holding on to his lover as if his life depended on it. Because in a way, it did.

Itachi got up and left the room rather hurried, Konan following after him. "Aren't they just cute, 'Tachi?" Konan cooed down the hallway. "No, not even in the slightest bit."

Author's Note: Ohh no. Itachi's a homophobe. Why does it have to be this way?! *sob*

Ten fucking chapters already! I'd like to thank anyone and everyone who has even taken a peek at this story, but my biggest thanks goes out to everyone who's been following this story from day one.