Okay here's chappy seven! I had a hard time with this i rewrote it a couple of times, and still not satisfied with it! Ugh this chapter really drove me up a wall! well hope you like and no Naruto isn't mines! (i wish it was)

WARNING: OOCness, fighting and kissing don't like don't read!

Sasuke's POV Ch.7

Walking out of the psychiatric ward, into a chilly morning, I stare up at the rising sun. I look down at my watch and realize I still have about an hour to kill before I need to be at school. Slowly, I make my way to my black banged up civic, and slid in. Jamming the keys in the ignition, I rest my arms against the top of the steering wheel and lay my head against it, not bothering turning the old car on. Letting the silence surround me, taking my mind to an earlier conversation I had with a certain dark haired man. I begin to wonder why he finally decided to tell me, why he finally wanted to explain himself after all these year about.

"Itachi?" I asked slowly.

I watched him as he took a seat across from me. I easily avoid making eye contact; the mere thought of looking directly at him kills me inside. I feel as if I'd just lose the last bit of my indifferent façade, and showing my true colors towards him. Staring off to the side on, but keeping him in me field of vision, I notice a slight movement and I can't help myself from looking directly at him. As my eyes flicker to his face I notice I slight curve on one corner of his lips.

"What are you smiling at?" I asked him as I narrowed my eyes.

At this my brothers slight smirk turns into a defined smile spreading across his face. "So who is it?" he says in such a 'know it all' way.

His question takes me off guard, and the first thing to flash trough my mind is an image of that blond headed dobe. I mentally shake my head, as another image crosses and its and old memory of me and my small little Naru-chan holding hands smiling at each other.

I cross my arms over my chest tightly and narrow my eyes even more into small slits.

"I don't know what you're talking." I say indifferently.

"yes you do."

"no!"

"yes!"

"I said no and that's final!" I yell as a slam my hands down against the wooden.

Itachi doesn't even flinch at my outburst, he just sits there as if its and everyday occurrence. Looking down at him I notice a slight frown and furrowed eyebrows.

'Is he worried?'

"How have you been?" he asks in a soft tone, sounding a bit like he actually cares.

I sigh and settle back down, and turn my head to the side, "why should you car?" I say as I wave him off.

Staring at him from the corner of my eye, I can tell he was hurt by my response as always. It's been this way ever since I started visiting him about two years ago. He'd as my how I am and how school is and I'd just respond whit the same answer. I don't quite get why he gets hurt by my response. Our visits usually end this way, I'd leave right after I tell him that not bothering for a response in returns. Then Itachi's doctor will tell me that he hasn't improved one bit, he hasn't spoken a word about the incident and refuses to talk about it.

But today seemed different, the air in the room seem to be mixed in strong emotion.

"Sasuke…" he had said in a very soft but firm tone making my eyes widen at the sudden change. I slowly turn to face him, but not before I composed myself. As I turn to face him, my brother has such a determined face a barely notice his mouth slightly open, "I'm sorry." He says as his face softens.

I stare at him with shock, anger, disbelief, and so many more emotions jamming them self into me. After all these years he has the nerves to tell me 'I'm sorry'! I close my gapping mouth that had flew open at what I heard, feeling my throat tighten up and feeling that god awful lump rise up, I swallow hard trying to keep that hot lump from breaking through. I can feel my wall crumple down just a bit at this; I stand abruptly knocking my chair to the pale ground, and stomp my way to the door.

"WAIT!" I hear Itachi yell at my back as my hand grips on the cold, reflective door handle. "Please wait…I'll tell you what happen … that day. What truly happened that day."

I felt my heart drop at the mention of Itachi telling me on why he did what he thought he had to do. I slowly turn my head to see him; he was still sitting down not even facing me now.

"Please… just hear me out." He says hunching his back even more.

Letting go of the cold hard knob, I make my way to the chair that lay on the floor across from him. I slowly pick it up and settle myself in; once again. I stared at my brother, as my heart hammers against my chest; he slowly raises his head to face me.

"Sasuke, I … I couldn't take it anymore! They wanted me to be perfect! And I couldn't… I just couldn't! What human bean doesn't have any flaws?" He yelled and started to laugh a bit hysterical.

I stared at my brother with wide eyes; I've never seen him like this before it's so surreal. Seeing Itachi like this made me panic and I bolt up out of my seat, but not before he grips my arm tightly. I looked down at him, with my usual emotionless face, but deep down I was terrified I didn't know how to react to my brother's insane mood change. But as afraid as I was, I still wanted to know what happen, so I sat back down and waved the nurses that had come in to take Itachi away.

"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to scare you." he told me. "I just didn't want you to go through what I did."

"So you killed our parent because you thought I couldn't take it?!" I yelled at him.

"No… not only for you I wanted to be free as well…. Sasuke I could see that it was consuming you already." His grip tighten around my arm even more, I winced at it but didn't say anything. "The needs to be perfect for the sake of mother and father… you were always trying so hard at such a young age… and your hatred for me only grew more as the years passed." Itachi had now came around and held me into an awkward hug.

I felt my heart tighten up, "I never hated you Itachi…" I said as I slightly laid my hand over his shoulder and patted it.

"But you were mad at me…you were mad because I always took fathers and mothers attention and praises." My hands tighten around his shoulder as he said this. "They ignored you and it killed me to see you so sad little brother."

"But you were always there for me." I said as started to feel that dam lump rise up in my throat again.

"Yes… but it wasn't enough. Now was it?" I heard a smile play with his question. "You wanted father and mother to notice you. I didn't want you to end up like me… it was horrible I barely slept much less made friends… and it killed me even more that you were walking down that same path. I was alone and scared of being imperfect under the eyes of our parents, Sasuke."

"It's okay Itachi… its okay." I tell him and hug him tightly.

'I never knew how much this affected him.'

I can feel my older brother tremble as he let everything out and cry until his knees buckled from underneath him. The nurses slowly picked him up and took him back to his room. I walked out and had a talk with his doctor and w e both agreed on me visiting more often.

Taking a deep breath I slowly sit up and start the car, checking myself in the rearview mirror I but the car in reverse and drive off.

'Well at least I finally know what was going through his head when it happened.'

Finally spotting the small building of the school, I look down at my watch and realized that I have only a few minutes until I'm late for class. I park the car and slowly make my way to the rusted double doors of the school entrance. Walking in, the halls are deserted, except a young girl walking around staring at different doors in wonder. I watch her as she walks up half way up the hallways and stop; she stands there for a good minute until she turns around and walks my way. She had a frown on her face until she spotted something; I look around and notice the only thing that she spotted would be me.

"Hey," she says very softly that I had to strain to hear he, "can you help me?"

"Hn," I say as she walks up to me.

She looks a bit confused at my response, "Umm I was wondering if maybe…. Can you help me find someone?"

"Sure."

'She's probably looking for her older brother. This kid can't be any older than 15."

"Who're you looking for?" I asked the short girl.

"Well… I hope you know him…. his name is Sasuke." She says innocently.

I'm taken back that this girl knows me, but then again…

"Well do you have a last name, there are a few guys named Sasuke at this school." I stated simple.

'It must be a different Sasuke.'

"Well …. No." she says as her shoulders slump down. "But," she reaches in her bag and starts to rummage through it, "Aha, here." She pulls out a heavy looking notebook from her bag and that has all sorts of drawings around it.

My eyes widen at the notebook, and reach for it.

"That notebook belongs to the Sasuke I'm looking for. So can you help me?" she asks with the sweetest tone.

"Where did you get this?" I ask her not letting my eyes off of my notebook.

"I found it lying around on the ground a few days ago."

"How do you know this notebook belongs to…. Sasuke?" I ask as I look down at her.

"Well, you see," she says as she takes the notebook from my hand and opens it up.

'Oh god she's seen what's in it!'

I can feel my face heating up at the thought of someone looking through my personal drawing.

She stops at a certain page and faces it towards me, "This here is a very close friend of mine!" she says with a smile.

I stare at her and then at the picture, I repeat this a couple more times, "You… know Naru-chan?" I ask slowly and point at her.

She blinks a couple of times and smiles widely, "So I'm taking that you're the Sasuke I'm looking for?" she says as she looks me up and down.

"…"

"She's always talked about you ever since I met her." She says as she hands me my notebook back.

I take it slowly as my hearts starts to pump a bit faster, "She has?" I ask.

"Yes, a lot."

"…"

"Listen if you are Sasuke, and would like to meet her, come to that costume party that everyone's been talking about."

"Why?"

"I'll make sure she's there."

"… okay I'll be there."

"Good…" she says as she turns around and starts walking away, but she spins back around just as quickly. "Oh but don't forget you need a date to get in." and with that she was off again.

I curse under my breath.

'Damn, now who the hell am I going to bring?'

Naruto's POV

"Yoko do I really have to wear this?" I whine as I held up a small school girl uniform.

"Yes! Stop complaining I'm making Kiba wear one too, and he hasn't complained."

"That's because he hasn't seen it yet!" I yell and hold up the small dark, blue skirt to my waist, as I let a small groan escape my mouth.

"I bet Gaara would like it." She says in a sing-song voice.

"… No." I simply say as a slight blush crosses my face.

"Oh come on just put it on it is a costume party, no one's gunna tell you anything."

"But,-" I starts to argue until my room door was slammed open.

Yoko and I both look up to see a brown spiky headed boy, make his way into my room. He plops down onto my squeaky computer chair and gives as a toothy grin.

"So what's this surprise you got for me, my sweet sugar tits?" the idiot says.

Yoko gets up with a sweet smile on her face and walks to where Kiba has situated himself at. I watch as she raised he fist up in the air and bring it down to his shoulder. He tumbles off the chair and rubs at his newly bruised shoulder.

"OW! What was that for?" he complains.

"Stop calling me that… I don't like it." Yoko says in a soft tone.

I watch as the two bicker on, Kiba sits up and I toss him his school uniform. He stares at it for a bit and smiles.

"Oh ho, sooo you gunna shoe me a lil sumn sumn huh?" he asks as he winks' up at Yoko.

I laugh as I see Yoko's face turn from tan to red, as a shiny new apple.

"Stop laughing Naruto! It's not funny!" she screams as she turns on me.

"Okay… okay I'm … sorry." I say between laughs. "Hey dog breath it for you not her."I tell Kiba after my laughing fit is over.

He stares between me and the small green uniform. Slowly Yoko and I notice that it finally clicked, and he immediately stood up shaking his head. He tosses the uniform aside.

"There's no way in hell I'm going to wear that thing!" he yells at us both and points at the dreadful thing.

"Yes you are! And so is Naruto! If you don't wear it I won't go on another date with you." She says as she crosses her arms and pouts.

'Ugh! I hate when she does that she always gets what she wants with that little pout of hers!"

"B...But … That's not fair!"Kiba says.

"Humph!"

I sigh and slowly put on the water bra that Yoko had brought for us to wear, as the two of them started arguing about the whole thing. In the end Yoko got what she wanted and both Kiba and I got stuck wearing wigs, water bras, and the little uniform.

I stare at myself in the mirror for a while I fix my long, blond, pig-tail wig so it won't show any of my real short hair. I pull down at my dark blue pull over shirt, as it seems to rise a bit every once in awhile. I stare down at my exposed tanned, shaved legs by the skirt which is a little bit above my knees, I frown.

'I actually look like a girl!'

I look over at Kiba and can't help but laugh; Kiba's just too hairy for something like this. He sees me laughing and flicks me off as Yoko tries to help him with his green skirt.

"At least I don't have girly, hairless legs!" Kiba says.

"I shave okay!" I yell. "I'm on the swim team so I have too." I cross my arms over my chest to feel my newly water boobs.

'This is going to be a long night.'

Sasuke's POV

'Fuck, why?'

I mentally curse as a pink headed girl squeezes my arm tighter; I sneak a glance her way and roll my eyes. Still not believing that I asked her to the party of all the other girls at school, which I could have chosen from, but no I picked her. She's wearing a bright highlighter pink short dress, with a pair of white silvery wings behind her back, and a pair of shiny glittery shoes that matches her make-up exactly.

"I'm so excited Sasuke, are you?! I can't wait to show off my new outfit to Ino, she so totally flip out!" Sakura practically squeals.

"Hn," I responded as I try my hardest to block out her annoying blabber.

I watch as people walk past by as we make our way to the front door, I check each person that walks by trying to see if I can spot the one person I truly came here for. But no such luck, I'm stuck between a talkative pink haired and my doom. I slowly let out a sigh through clenched teeth, as I run my fingers through my slicked back hair.

"- sink your teeth in?" is all I hear coming out of Sakura's mouth.

"What?" I ask her as I look down at her.

"I said are you looking for someone to sink those fangs in?" she says in a somewhat seductive tone.

Blinking at her, I just shake my head and let the awkward silence consume us. I decided to just play the part and tossed on a couple of random things together, since we couldn't get in if I didn't dress up. I have on a plain white long sleeve button up shirt, with a pair of black skin tight jeans, and a small red and black cape that goes over my shoulders. To top it off a pair of pearly white fangs that stick out just a bit from between my lips, since Kakashi wanted to mess with me even more. I had to stick with long sleeves since I dint want anyone finding out about my scars.

Sakura and I stand near the kitchen, as she seemed to finally find her blond friend and has started to yapp about gossip and showing off each other's costumes. I scan the crowd, making sure I hadn't missed one person. There off in the distance I thought I saw a strand of sun kiss blond, I squint trying to see if what I saw was true as my heart beats against my chest. I start to panic, as I notice that I have lost sight of that long blond hair that bob around the crowd, I excuse myself from the two girls and dive in the wave of people surrounding me. I make my way to the stop I saw the strand of blond; I look left and right trying to see if I can spot it once more.

Looking down at my pants, I realize my phone started to vibrate; I pulled it out and flip it open. 'One new message' said the front screen of the small device; I click on the Select button and up comes the message.

Come upstairs.

'What the hell?'

I look around; just to make sure no one was just messing with my head. I look back down to the small phone and search for the number or person who would have sent the message to me. There's no name or number that the small note had been sent from, just a simple 'Unknown Number'. I shut my phone and slid it back into my pocket; I head towards the staircase and look up.

'It seen dead empty up there.'

Narrowing my eye from suspicions, I make my way to the second floor of the house. As quickly as I stepped foot on the last pair of stairs to the top, I start hearing a soothing music drifting in the air.

'Is that a piano?'

I follow the sound to a grand door; I look down seeing the light flood out of the room into the dark hallway of the house, and notice that it's not shut all the way. I hear the music get louder and louder as, to whoever is playing, it gets to its climax. I lean in against the door pressing my ear against the cold wooden door as I strain to listen to the relaxing music. At the same time, I try to look inside through the small crack, only to find the one person I've been looking for.

She looks as beautiful as I last saw her, and even more now that she's grown. She's playing on a grand piano, and just like last time, she has her eyes closed and is playing solemnly by heart. Her long blond hair sits on either side of her shoulders, in high pig tail on the sides of her head. Swaying to the beat, she moves her head slightly to the rhythm.

Trying to get a closer look I accidently open the door a bit more with a squeak.

'Tch, damn it just like last time! Why can't I just watch her play without interrupting her?'

And just like last time, she quickly hides her hands underneath the grand piano and snaps her beautiful sky blue eyes open and looks at the door.

"W-who's there?" she asks in a surprised tone.

I stand there for what seems like hours trying to clam my racing heart, but no luck, so I push open the door the rest of the way and walk in. As I walk in notice her eyes widen at the very sight of me, I smile and take a few more steps in.

"Naru-chan… It's me Sasuke… remember?" I say in a soft tone to not scare her away.

She seems to think this over for a bit until she jumped out her seat, knocking it over to the side and backing up a little.

"Nnnn-no y-you're not Sasuke!" she says shaking her head violently.

"Yes, yes I am it's me from the orphanage remember? I was there with you until you were taking away." I say as I take a few more steps towards her.

She shakes her head some more as she backs up, until she hits a wall and presses herself against it and just stand there with her eyes closed. I take this change to make my way to her and stand right in front of her, I place my hands on either side of her head and lean down so our foreheads are touching. I can feel her tremble underneath me, and I let out a sigh of relief.

'I finally found you Naru-chan.'

"This can't be," she whispers softly. "I thought-"

I cut her off as I lift her face to mines, to get a better look at those mesmerizing blue eyes.

"I've missed you so much. All these years I've been looking for you." I tell her as her eyes widen at every word I say. A slight tint of pink hits her cheeks as I brush my lips against hers, and I smile content that I finally have her near. "So much." I say again as I softly press my lips against hers.

I feel her tense up as our lips met, but after awhile I feel her relax under the touch and immediately kiss back. I run the tip of my fang along the bottom of her lip, and I can feel her jump at the contact, which makes me smile at her reaction. She understands and lets me in with ease, letting me explore the every dept of her mouth. Our tongues meet and we begin to have an all out war pushing one another, but she finally gives in.

I'm so for gone on cloud nine I don't even feel the presence of another person coming in the room. The next thing I know is I'm lying on the floor with my hand on my cheeks from the sudden impact. Looking up I see a fuming red head with eyes to kill.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'R DOING?" , the boy says.

He doesn't even wait for a response, and lunges himself at me like a mad man. He sits atop of me and starts swinging with all his might. I try blocking his punches but it was no use with only one free hand, since the other is being pinned down by his leg. I make contact with something but didn't get to see it, since he landed a nice hard one right on the side of my face. My vision blurs a little and I spit out the extra fluids in my mouth to the side.

"GAARA PLEASE STOP!" I hear someone yell. "STOP!"

I can feel the boy, Gaara, stop throwing punches I slid my arm down from my face and see Naru-chan holding his fist in her hand.

"I SAID STOP DAMN IT! DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME?" she says in a very frightful tone.

But that Gaara kid and I stare up at the yelling blond in awe. The red head looks back down at me, and I brace myself for another set of punches, but nothing comes, all I get is a nasty sneer and a hard push against my chest leaving me catching my breath. I watch as the red head grabs my blond by the arm and take's her away, leaving me alone in the room. I try standing up, only to fall on my knees, for the whole room spun out of control. Taking deep breaths I finally stand up and run down the stairs and bolting outside to see if I can still catch up to them. But I can see them anywhere.

"Shit!" I yell and get funny looks from people around me.

'Not again damn it, not again!'

I kick up some rocks and make my way to my old beat up car alone.

So what yall think? Good ...Bad? Well i can't really tell since no one's told me anything. Come on guys 6 chappy's and not one review! I just wanna know how bad this thing is ... or good i don't know! please review thanks!