A/N: And he's back again! Last chapter was the intro kinda on the characters. I wrote this and the next chapter based one what I had written in 'Enduring Pain', but now that story line is really pushing me. I don't want to be lazy as I write each chapter of this, but I don't want to copy everything from the other story. So if you read the other one before this and it doesn't exactly tie into place, then please forgive me. I'm trying to follow it, but not all the way to the very last detail. When I wrote E/P I had meant for it to be Iruka and not Kakashi that helped Sasuke with Naruto. But I fucked up. Nyways here's chapter 2!

WARNING: blah, blah, blah. Nothing wrong with this chapter really. Just the usual wee bit of angst.

Chapter 2-Detention and Words Meant to be Heard

Completely shocked and angry I say nothing. I just turn my head, give a 'hmph', and slightly pout. This is unbelievable and embarrassing as hell! A Uchiha, getting a detention? It's a good thing father isn't...oops. Taboo subject right there. Iruka-Sensei lets us down (more like drops us) and we take our seats again.

The rest of the school day has gone by pretty smoothly. Shuriken throwing was super easy, of course I passed it. Naruto on the other hand...well he had a hard time, but amazingly enough he, too, passed. We're all back in class now, I already finished what was supposed to be our homework and have my down on the desk, my chin resting on my folded arms. Our class clown-not Kiba, the stupider one- is goofing off as usual.

Talking his head off, loudly, to whoever is listening, ranting about becoming Hokage. Will this day end soon or what? Suddenly the bell, as if hearing my silent plea, rings. Sighing in relief I stand up and grab my book bag getting ready to leave.

"Uh-uh Sasuke, have you already forgotten about detention with Naruto?" Iruka-Sensei reminds me thoughtfully and I re-take my seat with a glare.

Seriously I had forgotten. I had been focused on showing Naruto up with the shuriken lesson and then getting the extra work done. Honestly I don't care about detention. With nothing to do I can catch up on sleep.

"For the next hour you two are not to leave your seats at all. Unless, of course you have to use the bathroom. I will be in the teachers lounge for most, if not all of the hour. But that doesn't mean you can sneak off. I'll know." Iruka-Sensei says before walking out with a smirk.

"Phew...he's finally gone," Naruto says a few minutes after he walked out. "So, what was all that about? Why did you attack me like that?"

Sleepy sleep, sleep. Ignore the dobe.

"And what's been with you lately? I mean I heard about what happened, but you shouldn't shut everyone out cuz of it and then lash out on a random person."

He's a retard, ignore him and continue to try and sleep. Eventually he'll shut up.

"I've been...alone my whole life and I'm still happy! See, look, Sasuke! I mean...not having attention sucks and that's why I act like I have A.D.D. or something, but...we're both alone now and need each other."

Ok, so maybe he's not a complete dobe. Sleep can wait, I'll humor him. I open my eyes and turn my head to face the blue-eyed, smiling, and totally lying blonde. Searching my mind for the right words, I don't respond for a few seconds.

"...Naruto, don't lie. You don't have to around me. Stop this happy act. I saw you one night." I say hoping to shut him up and make him not want to discuss this subject any time soon.

"What are you talking about, Sasuke?" Naruto bounces back almost instantly with that stupid grin on his face.

"That one night in the ally after you ran away from those people," I pause so he can remember. His smile fades and he lowers his head. I smirk triumphantly, "When you started to awl our eyes out and shouted all those words. Dobe, I know the real you. In reality you're a scared, lonely, pathetic cry-baby!" he lowers his head even more so his bangs cover his eyes now.

"...Is that what you think of me? I didn't know...anyone cared enough about me to chase after me and see what I was going to do. Ya wanna know what I think?"

"Hn?" I reply somewhat shakily, his voice has taken on a painful depth to it mixed in with pity and a snarl.

"I think that's what you think of yourself. You're shutting everyone out and closing yourself off cuz you can't cope with what happened! Oh, and that happened like what, a year ago? Grow up teme, in this cold and cruel world you have to cope. Get over yourself and open your eyes!"

When Naruto finishes he raises his head back up. We're eye level now and mine widen at the site of the blonde before me. The last time I saw him like this was that one night. His eyes are glassy and look as if tears are waiting to pour out. Also, the look in them. It makes my heart skip a beat and ache. Their so...broken and...wanting.

Naruto actually let his mask fall. And for me, complete jerk. Those eyes are so deep though. I feel like I'm losing myself in them. When I'm about to speak again he slaps me. (A/n: total uke in the making right here ppl! XD)

"No, Sasuke. Just...don't. Learn to speak before you speak." Naruto says before running out of the classroom wiping his eyes.

"...I...was just gonna say I'm sorry..." I whisper to myself, resting my chin back on my arms.

Fifty minutes later, Iruka-Sensei comes back in and asks where Naruto went. I tell him he just ran off, afraid to get into more trouble if I say the truth. My mind wondering, I ask Iruka-Sensei where it is Naruto is staying. Like Kakashi, he too is surprised I spoke and it takes him a minute to regain his composure. He tells me it's near the other end of town, away from my place which is opposite.

Iruka-Sensei tells me I'm free to leave and I almost thank him on my way out. Almost. No unneccary words. There's not much to thank him for anyways. Just Naruto's address. I run through the village looking for Naruto's place when I bump into Kakashi.

"What the hell, Sasuke?" Iruka calls me from the school and tells me what happened! So when you finally make a small amount of progress you get into a fight? Did I do something? Are you mad at me for something I did or didn't do?" my foster father questions me while bending down on one knee to be face to face.

Not knowing or wanting to respond I just shrug and shake my head negatively. It's not Kakashi, no he's probably helped me start talking again. I just...actually I don't know. The fight was just a way of relieving all the pent up stress. You can't even call it a fight really, I mean it barely lasted thirty seconds.

"I've been looking everywhere for you! You weren't at the school when I came by to pick you up. What's going on with-"

"I DON'T KNOW!" I shout in the middle of the street. Thus, causing everyone around to look at us. "I've been trying to figure that out all day by myself!"

"Ok, calm down. Talk to Tsunade tomorrow morning about, ok?"

"...Whatever."

Kakashi figures that's about the best answer he's gonna get so he starts to walk back home. I trail behind him. I'm no longer in the mood to go see Naruto. We get home and I go up to my room while Kakashi fixes dinner. Our house is two stories but really not all that spacious. I, of course, have the biggest room. There are three bedrooms, two bathrooms, kitchen, livingroom, and a small backyard with browning grass from lack of watering.

It's a simple house, that meaning every room is painted the same color. White. Nothing super cool about it. It's normal and right now at this age it suits me. Although I'm sure in a few years I'll throw a fit and want something done. No big deal. After dinner I go straight to bed, not wanting to hear Kakashi's phone conversation to his secret love-via phone-.

Apparently he's been dating this real amazing woman for a while now. Well...if a month counts for a while. All he does is talk to her and say all this mushy crap. I felt like I wa gonna be sick this one time I walked in and heard him say-nevermind.

Love is nothing to me anymore. After what I witnessed I doubt I'll ever fall in love again. Having bonds is too hard. It's hard enough living with Kakashi, not wanting to get attached. The next morning I awake and get ready to go to my therapist. Kakashi had told me to speak what's on my mind, but of course I didn't. So, for another meaningless wasted hour of my oh-so happy life, the two of us sat there. Only her voice is heard as she tries to get me to talk about something. Anything.

The rest of the day after that sucked. Naruto doesn't look at me at all and I'm distracted by it all day long. I don't know why I care so much, after all, yesterday was the first time me and said dobe actually talked. But that feeling in my heart hasn't left since. Do I really feel bad? Could I honestly apologize to him?

I ponder all this on my way home. Only after dinner do I realize that I forgot to go over to his house. Tomorrow for sure, I'll go right after school. Not once in school do I talk when it's not needed. Which, thank god, is almost always. Everytime I open my mouth my fanclub gets all giddy and scrambles to do, say, or sit next to me.

Today, again I go to sleep after dinner. For, once again Kakashi is on the phone with his "dreamy, gorgeous, lovable Iru-Chan". What a nickname, ne? I feel bad for her, really I do, but if she's happy and he's happy then whatever.

I awake to Kakashi's face so close to mine that our noses are almost touching. Yelping out in surprise I back up and hit my head on my headboard. A slight bump arises and I rub it softly to dull the pain. Chikuso...what the hell man? And, as if reading m mind he cries out: "HAPPY NINTH BIRTHDAY SASUKE!"

Instantly my face loses any and all color left in it and makes me even more pale, if possible. My covers find their way over my head as I mumble 'Go away' sleepily to him.

"Oh come on, don't be like this! I canceled your therapy session today. So all you have to do is go to school and-"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" I shout as the covers are thrown off my head while I spring up into a sitting position. "Kakashi-San...I can't. The...the girls...big, big fanclub...I'll be captured and never be seen again. Locked away somewhere as they do...things to me!" I mumble out as I rock back and forth in the feedle position.

Kakashi, obviously having no idea what I'm talking about just shrugs it off. I then look at him with pleading eyes.

"Oh, ok. It's Friday so Iru-c- I mean Iruka won't be issuing homework. I'll phone him and let him know you won't be coming in."

I sigh in relief and plop back, bringing the covers up to my chin as Kakashi walks out. This will be the first time I've slept in since...well a really long time. Hours later I re-awake and check the time. It's noon. Lazily I get out of bed and stretch.

Having no intention of doing any training or physical activities I stumble my still tired self downstairs into the livingroom. I don't get much sleep these days. It seems like everytime I close my eyes I see what happened and I constantly wake up. This leaves me worn out during the day pretty much.

A note is lying under the tv remote. From Kakashi no doubt. It says:

Sasuke, on mission. Won't be back til late. I'm very sorry and I'll make it up to you tomorrow. Again, happy birthday!

-Kakashi

I crumple the note up and throw it away before returning to the couch. As I turn on the tv I sprawl my body across the couch with one leg hanging off and my arm also hanging off with the remote. Yup, it's gonna be a good day. No school, no nosey therapist, no Kakashi, no Iruka-Sensei, and best of all no Naruto!

Nothing good is on tv and after a while I doze off. Waking up only when a dream about Naruto snaps me into remembering something.

"Crap, I'm supposed to go see Naruto today!" I yell as I dash back upstairs to shower and change.

The clock in my room reads five o' clock after my shower. I slept the whole day away without waking up once. Well there's a first time for everything. If he got another detention again-which he most likely did-then he should just now be on his way home. After putting my clothes on, I dash out the house and run my little nine-year-old body across the village.

I'm forced to stop about a block away from where Iruka-Sensei said he lived. Due to the fact that said blonde is being beaten up by five people before my eyes.

A/N: Ohhhh another cliffy! God I suck, gomen nasai everybody. I'd really like at least five or six reviews for this chapter. I want to hit over 100 reviews by the time this one ends. I'll still update next Friday if I don't, but it'd be real nice due to the fact I wrote this chapter with a really bad sunburn. I was working at the mall...outside with a friend...16 hours of digging is a bitch. But oh god the money...-drools- ahem coughcough but yeah, reviews please? Oh and I updated a day early cuz I felt like it, lol. Ja