Angered onyx eyes glared at the lifeless body of an older man. Two others stood around him, more like, near the area, closer to tree's as far from the raven haired boy as well. Fear stirred in the girls eyes as she glanced from one dead body to the next. He knew what he had done. He knew they were there. He turned to face them, only to have one deck him in the face, sending him to the ground.

"YOU BASTARD! YOU KILLED HIM! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"

"NO! STOP!" The girl cried as she fell to her knee's as the blonde proceeded to kick the raven-haired boy in the stomach and the ribs.

"DIE DAMNIT!" Tears stung at the defensless boys eyes as he slammed hard against a tree near where the other older man lay. The one in the Konoha's academy Sensei's uniform. There was no life in the man, nor the other raven head. Sasuke let out a scream of pain and hit the ground.

"NARRUTOOOOOOOO! STOP IT!" Sakura cried, watching as Naruto kicked the hell out of Sasuke till he was spitting up blood and even longer. Sakura had stood and ran over, pulling Naruto back. She knealed next to Sasuke, her face stained with tears. Naruto was standing there, watching as Sasuke spit blood from his mouth while sitting up, Sakura helping him some. Sasuke looked at her a bit, tears on his face. He stood and she did too. He glanced at Naruto, then to Sakura. With one swift movement, he moved at Naruto. Naruto prepared himself, only to feel Sasuke grab the kunai he had. He snapped around in time to see Sasuke put the kunai to his own throat.

"S-sorry...I was so caught up...in what I wanted..." Sasuke spit more blood from his mouth. "I didn't care who I killed."

"Sasuke! No!" Sakura cried, more tears streaking her face. Naruto stared in disbelief. "Naruto, stop him!" Sakura begged. Naruto went to move and in one moment, it seemed that time had stopped. Sasuke's eyes widened and in one quick reaction, not wanting to be part of the world anymore, went to thrust the kunai in his throat. A stop in time. A scream, a cry, more tears and...

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A week went by and she cried. He cried. They mourned together. They visited the graves. Not wanting to ever leave them. They left, after what seemed like eternity, and went to him. Sasuke was laying in a bed, asleep. Tears streaked his face and there were several scars on his body. One on his neck from where he tried to kill himself. Naruto looked at the sleeping boy with a sad look. They were thirteen and relying on each other for support. Naruto was good at hiding his emotions now, again. Not likely. Sasuke was more emotional than the other two. They knew that. There was nothing more nerve wrecking than knowing you were the cause of a loved ones death. He didn't only mourn over the kill of his teacher, but for the murder of him. His only living family. He had wanted it so bad he didn't realize it would hurt this much to know you were the last on left. Sakura placed her hand on Sasuke's head and he snapped awake. He had been such a light sleeper lately. He looked at her with sadened eyes and a tear ran down his cheek.

"It hurts." Sasuke whispered to the two, looking at his blanket.

"We know." Naruto said, staring at his depressed friend.

"Not like that My enitre body hurts."

"Rest then Sasuke."

"Can I go now?" Sasuke looked up at them, pleading eyes, begging for them to let go.

"No!" Both said at the same time, tears forming in Sakura's eyes. He did it again. He made Sakura cry. Her reached up and pulled her into a hug. She layed her head on his shoulder and he cried now.

"Let me go. I want to go."

"No Sasuke. We need you here with us."

"It hurts."

"Get use to the pain damnit!" Naruto had had enough. Yes, he was at tears now too, but he had had it with Sasuke. He pulled Sakura back and decked Sasuke. "You knew how much it hurt to loose the ones you loved! DEAL WITH THE PAIN NOW!" With that, Naruto walked from the room and more tears streaked Sasuke's face. Then he swore to himself, never to have friends or be close with anyone, ever again.