Disclaimer: Naruto does not belong to me no matter how much I beg.

Summary: Welcome to Hokage Mental Institute for the insane, home of Uzumaki Naruto. Enter Uchiha Sasuke, an angry teenager in need of a new therapy class. But what's really wrong with Naruto? And how does Sasuke help? Yaoi, SasuNaru, KakaIru.

Other: "Talking" / 'Thoughts' / Writing / Flashback/dream /Shukaku / Kyuubi

Pairings: SasuNaru, KakaIru

Where is my mind?

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Teenagers

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Because the drugs never work, they're gonna give you a smirk, coz they've got methods of keeping you clean. They're gonna rip up your heads, your inspirations to shreds, another cog in the murder machine.

"Who are you?"

The words ricocheted through Sasuke's head.

"His memory…" Tsunade whispered. "Wh-What…"

She spun to Orochimaru, glaring.

"What the hell have you done?" she hissed. Orochimaru frowned down at Naruto.

"I did nothing," he said, obviously confused. He swept forward, looking into Naruto's eyes. "It seems to be internal…hmm… now, if I just-"

"No," Tsunade interrupted. "You're done here. Get out."

Orochimaru hesitated for a moment before nodding. He turned, avoiding Itachi purposely, and strode from the room. Tsunade leaned in to Naruto again.

"Naruto? Do you know who I am?" she asked. The blonde was curled up on his bed, knees brought up to his chest.

"No…" he whispered. "How do you know who I am?"

Tsunade sighed heavily. Before she could continue Gaara pushed forward, leaning down to smile at Naruto.

"It's alright, Naruto," he murmured. "I'm here, it's alright…"

Naruto stared at him, shying away from the redhead.

"Who are you?" he whispered. "W-Who are you!? No! Don't touch me!"

Gaara froze, his eyes widening.

"No…" he breathed. "No…"

Gaara reached up to grip his head.

"What have you done!?" he screamed. "What have you done!? Naruto! No! Naruto!"

"Fuck!" Tsunade swore. "Someone get Lee!"

Iruka darted out the door, returning almost instantly with Rock Lee. Rock Lee hurried over to Gaara.

"Come on," he murmured, gripping the redhead's arm. "Let us go…"

As Rock Lee dragged the shrieking Gaara from the room, Tsunade returned to Naruto, who was rocking back and forth with his hands over his ears.

Sasuke stepped back, eyes locked on the blonde. Kakashi looked over at concerned. Sasuke took another step back, and another.

"Sasuke…" Kakashi began. Before Kakashi could continue Sasuke turned and strode out of the room.

'No…' he thought. 'H-His memory- he can't- I can't…'

"Sasuke,"

Sasuke froze, turning back to face his guardian. He glared at him for a moment.

"Sasuke," Kakashi tried again. "You can't just leav-"

"Stop," Sasuke hissed. "I can't see him now. I can't."

"Sasuke, this is hard for all of us," Kakashi said harshly. "We've all grown to love Naruto, but he needs us now, you especi-

"No!" Sasuke shouted. "You may have grown to love him like he's family, but the love I feel for him is not like family!"

Kakashi froze, staring at his ward. Sasuke seemed to register what he had said and his eyes widened. He took a step away from the silver-haired man who was still frozen with shock.

"I- I-, uh-" Sasuke stuttered, stepping back again. "I just can't!"

Sasuke turned on his heel, running down the corridor and out of sight.

0-o-0-o-0

Itachi stared across the table at his brother. For once, it wasn't the other way around. Sasuke tapped his fingers on the table for a while, eyes locked on the ground. Itachi cleared his throat, leaning forward.

"Well, Sasuke," Itachi murmured. "Here you are… again… the third time this week…"

Sasuke shot him a dirty look.

"Shut up," he growled. "Just be thankful I'm here…"

"Well, I'd be more thankful," Itachi muttered, leaning in. "If you would visit Narut-"

"Go to hell," Sasuke hissed. "Don't talk to me about him."

"He's started therapy," Itachi continued, ignoring his younger brother. "To get his memory back. But they say that every little thing helps."

"It won't help…" Sasuke whispered. "For fucks sake, Gaara didn't help… I won't help."

Itachi observed his little brother for a moment before raising his eyebrows.

"Well, I thought you were always more important to Naruto than Gaara," he said, looking to the side. Sasuke's gaze snapped back to him. "Guess I was wrong…"

Sasuke stared at his brother for a while, the cogs in his mind turning.

'Gaara… Naruto loved Gaara… but Gaara didn't repress Kyuubi… I did. Not Gaara…maybe…'

Sasuke rose suddenly. Itachi looked up at him.

"Where are you going?" he asked. Sasuke looked him straight in the eye.

"I'm going to see the dobe," Sasuke growled. Before Itachi could reply, Sasuke stalked out of the visiting room. Itachi watched him go with a slight smile.

0-o-0-o-0

Naruto rocked back and forth, tugging the black and orange jacket tighter. In his hand was the little fox carving. Iruka had said that Sasuke had gotten him the jacket and necklace, for Christmas, but Naruto couldn't remember who Sasuke was.

Nuzzling into the jacket, Naruto inhaled deeply, drinking in the scent of blueberries and mint. The smell seemed to help slightly; it made his head less foggy.

"Why hasn't he come to visit me?" Naruto muttered. "If he cares about me like that Iruka says he does…"

Naruto shook his head, clearing the thoughts out. His eyes fell on Gaara's empty bed. The redhead hadn't been back since his first freak-out.

Kit…

Naruto shrieked, curling up tight, looking around the room.

"Wh-Who's there?" he called. He looked around but his eyes didn't see anyone.

You can't see me, kit.

Naruto huddled in on himself, eyes wide.

"Wh-Who are you?' he whispered.

My name's Kyuubi, I'm your brother

"Br-Brother?" Naruto whispered. "But I don't have a brother…"

I'm not your real brother, but more of a foster brother. Please kit, listen to me.

"I can't see you…" Naruto whispered. "How do I know you're real?"

Because you can hear me. Listen to me, Naruto, I'm here, you don't have to be alone.

"You're my friend?" Naruto whispered.

Yes. Your best friend.

Naruto sat up slightly, his fear fading.

"Best friend…" he repeated softly.

Yes. Now listen to me, I need you to do something. You need your medicine.

"I have my medicine…" Naruto replied, confused. "Tsunade gave it to me."

Not that medicine. Your old medicine. You need to go to the door and as Lee for it.

"Why?" Naruto asked. "Why is my old medicine so important?"

It just it. Please, kit, you need it.

"Ok then…" Naruto whispered. He rose padding to the door. "I'll get it for you."

That's a good kit.

0-o-0-o-0

Sasuke strode around the corner to Naruto's room, smiling slightly. He was happy to be seeing the blonde again. His steps slowed however, as he saw the door open and Lee talking to someone inside. As the door closed again, Lee turned around, obvious confusion on his face.

"Lee," Sasuke called, walking over to him. "What's wrong?"

Lee looked up and smiled brightly at Sasuke.

"Oh! Sasuke! You are here!" he cried happily. "Excellent!"

"Lee, what's up?" Sasuke asked him, eyeing him. Lee blinked a couple of times.

"It is quite odd actually," he mused. "Naruto was asking for his medicine – his old medicine."

"His old medicine?" Sasuke repeated. Lee nodded. "Why would he wan-"

Sasuke froze, several things clicking in his head at once.

"Lee!" he cried, reaching out to grab the black-haired man's shoulders. "Whatever you do, don't give him that medicine!"

Lee stared back at the raven haired teen.

"What…? What are you talking about Sasuke?" he demanded. Sasuke shook him.

"Please!" Sasuke said firmly. "Just don't give it to him!"

Lee nodded slowly, prying Sasuke's fingers off him.

"Very well…" he said. "I think it will clash with his new medicine anyway…"

Sasuke nodded, taking a couple of steps back from the man before turning and running.

"Where are you going?" Lee shouted after him. "Sasuke!?"

Sasuke ran faster, headed for Tsunade's office. His thoughts flew back to what Tsunade told him a while ago.

"It seems Kyuubi and Shukaku were both created by Naruto and Gaara's fathers," the blonde woman said tiredly. "They're not actually real, but they are at the same time…"

"I don't get it," Sasuke said, leaning in. Tsunade sighed.

"Naruto and Gaara have microchips in their brains," she said bluntly. "They are Kyuubi and Shukaku. They are in communication with each other and through each other, Naruto and Gaara. When Kyuubi 'smells' people coming, as Naruto says he does, he is actually recognizing their brain waves."

"So why don't you simply take the chips out?" Sasuke demanded. Tsunade shook her head.

"We can't," she said. "Not yet. It would kill the boys. You see, we need to wait for Kyuubi and Shukaku to, well, basically, to die."

"And how do you 'kill' them?" Sasuke asked.

"We don't know," Tsunade admitted. "We believe they are being… 'fed' somehow… we need to kill their 'food source' for lack of a better word, before we can remove them."

"What is their food source?" Sasuke asked. Tsunade sighed.

"That's the million dollar question."

'Food source…' Sasuke thought. 'It has to be! It fits…'

"My parents worked with Gaara's dad at Kage labs," Naruto explained. "We lived right next door, so I spent most of my time there with my parents. They were always working, rarely going home…"

"Is that all you remember?" Sasuke asked curiously. "What exactly did your parents do?"

"Dunno…" Naruto said. "All I know is that my Dad owned Flash Medicines."

"Flash Medicines?" Sasuke asked, surprised. "That's one of the main suppliers of medicine in Konoha… they supply all the medicine for the institute."

Sasuke skidded to a halt in front of Tsunade's office. He burst in, hurrying straight to the startled blonde at the desk.

"The medicine!" he said, slamming a fist down. "What type of medicine did the dobe have before the amnesia?"

Tsunade blinked a couple of times.

"What are you talking abou-" Sasuke cut her off.

"The medicine, damn it!" he shouted. Tsunade frowned.

"It was a special one," she said slowly. "Minato left notes behind, and one spoke of Naruto. He said that Naruto and Gaara were both on the same medicine, and there was quite a large stock of it. The company has continued to produce it solely for the two."

"What did it do?" Sasuke demanded.

"Apparently Kyuubi and Shukaku are rather violent," Tsunade said. "It calms them down, why?"

"Food source," Sasuke said grimly. Tsunade's eyes widened.

"Of course…" she whispered. She snatched up the phone next to her, punching in a number. "It's Tsunade. Stop producing the DRS 44 immediately!"

Sasuke threw himself into a chair while Tsunade barked orders into the phone. He sighed in relief.

'We'll kill it… then they'll take it out…' he thought. 'And then… Naruto will get his memory back!'

Alright... there's the promised chapter! I'll see you all Friday! Merry Christmas for Thursday and all! Much love!

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