Don't Own Naruto, Sadly.

Chapter 4:

"So Sasuke...What had you afraid of Sensei."

"You can't treat me any differently if I tell you. No matter what."

"Deal."

"See...I was uh...I was raped a while back. I don't want to go into details. Not yet, but something jogged my memory, a lot. It scared me." Naruto blinked and looked down, trying to not act differently.

"Naruto! You promised!"

"I know! But how am I to just go on like nothing was said when you've told me that!"

"It's easy. Just like I do. Push it to the back of your mind."

"Now I'm afraid."

"To what?"

"Touch you?"

"You remind me everyday when we train, so get over it."

"Wha! Sasuke!"

"Cool it Naruto! I'm kidding." Silence.

"Sasuke, that's not funny."

"I'll be fine."

"But Sasuke."

"I've lived this far."

"Still..."

"What is one thing that makes you fear life?"

"Huh?"

"What's something you fear?"

"Uh..."

"That the others do to you." Silence. "Understood. Come on. Let's eat." Sasuke jumped from the counter and walked to the table and began to eat. Naruto sighed and walked over, eating as well. Naruto couldn't understand how Sasuke was so calm about it. If something like that had happened to himself, he would be scarred for life. He wasn't saying Sasuke wasn't, no. He was saying that Sasuke was too good at hiding his pain. Naruto hated it, but sighed and did what he was told. When Sasuke got annoyed with the blonde's constant staring, he looked up, a calm look on his face.

"Naruto."

"Yeah?"

"Stop that."

"What?"

"That too."

"Stop what?"

"Staring at me and playing dumb."

"I'm not!"

"You were too staring at me!"

"So what!"

"It annoys me." Sasuke's voice went back to being calm and Naruto just sighed. Sasuke pushed his chair back and stood.

"I can't eat anymore."

"You barely touched your plate."

"When you become anerexic, you can't eat large ammounts of food at a time when you do eat or it will kill you. I think I'll take a hot shower." Sasuke then walked into the bathroom in his room and Naruto sighed once more, looking at Naru-kit.

"Sometimes I think Sasuke really has it in for himself. Poor Sasuke. Come on Naru-kit. Let's clean this place up for him." Naru-kit tilted his head as in agreement and began to help Naruto...In his own cute way. Naruto finished the dishes and wentt to clean the res of the kitchen. Sasuke walked from the bathroom and plopped down on the bed, letting the water from his hair mix with the water from his eyes. Yes, the great Sasuke Uchiha, heir to the Uchiha clan, was crying. The memories of a good child hood flooding back to him. He was crying, wanting his old life back.

Sasuke's thoughts

I hated it! I hated them! I hated life in all! It was a bitch! A real bitch! He had killed them. Then I came here. I had locked myself away for a long ass time. Then they came. Forcing themselves into my life. At first, I hated them, despised them. Then they were like close friends. Friends. That word rolled off my tongue like I had said it all my life. It disgusted me to no end. I had allowed them to get close, then one thing happened and it scared me. I was scarred for life that day. When he came and took the only once of pride I had left. After it had ended, I had been replaced where I belonged. They came every other night, or weekend if I was lucky enough. It only lasted about two months. Abuse, things unmentionable. I hated it to no end. I locked myself away again. The two that had forced themselves into my life, I shoved them out again. I stopped talking to them. I stopped thinking of them as friends, but more as rivals. That's when I stopped eating for long periods of time. It happened just recently. Then Naruto, being the baka he was, he came back, pushing doors open like he had the keys. I hated it. He asked me what was wrong, so I told him. If he treats me differently, I'll lose it. I'll die. I'll see to my own demise. No, I hadn't had my revenge yet, but was I really ever going to? I thought not. There was no way. As I trained, he trained. When I pushed harder, he did too. He was always a few steps ahead and always will be. I hated him too. There was no end to my hate. The only thing that kept me from hating it was the kitsune in there with Naruto. All kitsunes at that matter. They were her. She was them. Mikoto Uchiha. Mother to two and Mistress to a clan. His mother. My Mother. I looked to the clock. It was early. I felt my stomach turn. Damnit! I was going to get sick. I ate too much again. I wanted to call for Naruto, but my voice wouldn't let me, so I got sick on the floor near my head. Somehow, Naruto knew. He was at my door when I stopped, cup of ice cold water in hand, wet rag in the other. I looked up at him, tears streaking my face. I hated life so bad...

Naruto's PoV

I heard him. He had gotten sick. Sensitive hearing, considering the nine-tailed youkai that slept within my soul. I had sighed and walked to the kitcen. I grabbed a rag, got it wet and filled a cup up with ice cold water. I walked into his room, watching him as his body tensed when he looked up. Sasuke I thought. What am I going to do with you?

Walking over to the bed, I handed him the water and the rag. He wipped off his mouth and drank a bit of water, before he puked again. Thank God I had a strong stomach. I rubbed the Uchiha's back, hoping to help ease his stomch. It helped some. He finaly quit. He repeated his actions from a minute ago and then layed back. I placed my hand on his foredhead. His head was warm. No, hot.

"Sick...Sleep Sasuke, kay?" With that, I placed my hand over his eyes, his head moved down some, as if saying a half yes, and he was asleep in no time. I watched his sleeping form and sighed. It was finaly out in the open to me. The great Sasuke Uchiha, the Uchuha prodigy, was broken, hoding on by a thin string of hope. One day, we'd lose him forever and that day might come soon.

"Why?" Huh? I looked over at him. He was still sleeping. I wanted to ignore him but that same question came up.

"Why would you go through such great lengths, through so many dangerous things, for someone like me, Naruto?" Was he really questioning me again?I just watched him as his sleeping form squirmed now. I wanted to just lay on him to get him to quit figiting. He was making me nervous. God Sasuke, was it that bad when you slept so soundly? When you appeared to be at peace, was it really that bad.

Flash back

"Stop helping me...Naruto. I don't need it. I don't want it"

"I can tell you different!"


"Leave me alone Naruto. I told you, I don't need you."

"And why not!"

"Because, I need to become stronger. And in order for that to happen, I need to survive on my own!"

End

I could have told you differently back then. I could have guessed something like this would happen and told you differently. But you were too stubborn to ask for help. You and your damned pride. Why Sasuke, why? Why couldn't you just fess up! Be a man and ask for help. I ask for help...all the time. I only have you, Sakura, Sensei and a few others.

"D-Dobe?" Sasuke sounded cold and alone at the same time. I layed myself down next to him and placed my arm over his chest, waiting for him to push it away. To my surprise though, Sasuke just turned to face me and curled into a ball, practicaly asking for attention and human warmth. I felt myself blush.

Teme. Sasuke just needs someone to comfort him right now. Get that mind out of the gutter. I scolded myself. I scooted closer to Sasuke and wrapped both arms around him, pulling him into a hug. After about fifteen minutes, I was asleep. Naru-kit was above my head and Sasuke was next to me.

A/N: Starting on chapter 5 now. Please review.