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Oh, and I'm sorry if this sicks, half of it was written while on painkillers... Sooo, you know why if it seems a little fucked up.


Sasuke's eyes flickered open, being met with a dark ceiling. No sleep. Again. It was hard to sleep in a place that you knew was filled with crazy people. The paranoia of it all made your skin crawl, it made him uncomfortable, constantly worried and always thinking. He had no right to though, his door was lock and there was no chance of anyone getting in or out. There were no windows for some strange person to enter, or for him to leave out of… He was trapped, in this tiny white box, forever curling up on this disgustingly horrible mattress. At this hour, Sasuke became a true pessimist. The need for several things kicked in all at once, sending him spiraling down into the worst kind of withdrawal. His wrists itched with the need to be cut at his, his throat burned for the need of alcohol his veins ached for the use of heroin, his heart raced faster and faster, feeling like it might burst without at least one of these cravings being sated. His face was wet with cold sweat and his eyes were constantly flickering back and forth, scared that he might just explode, but also anxiously awaiting the moment he did. Eventually he sat up and pressed his back to the wall, bringing his knees to his chest and hugging on to them for dear life, as if squeezing himself into a ball would help contain himself. He buried his face into his kneecaps and squeezed his eyes shut. Three weeks, and this wasn't changing. If anything, it was getting worse. Every night his skin got hotter and hotter, his face grew paler and paler, and his mind became even more of a wreck. The only thing stopping Sasuke from using his own two hands to claw his own skin off was the knowledge that he probably wouldn't get away with it, the knowledge he would never get out of this place, that perhaps they might even make Naruto stop visiting, that perhaps they might stop the sessions with Kakashi, and just put him under full watch. That one day, he might be holed up in a smaller room, filled with doctors constantly watching him, that he would never be alone, and never be around people he liked. It was scary, his future was so blurred… A single change in his actions could immediately switch up what happened. There was a road to which he could follow Naruto's advice, do as Kakashi said, and… maybe he'll get out of here… Or he could let his urges get a hold of him, let his mind completely unravel, and be in here forever.


Why did it always seem that morning came way too soon? Naruto's eyes stared into the mirror, blue, tired eyes staring right back. His hair was a mess of tangles and knots atop his head, messily spiked and dried drool still clung to his cheek. He didn't understand the visiting hours at that damned hospital at all. From eight to eleven, and then they stopped for a good four hours before you could come back. He supposed he could have went later in the day, but he didn't want to come to find that Sasuke was in one of those sessions with that doctor guy. He'd rather take his chances with waking up earlier and going in. He ran a hand through the tangled mess of hair, grimacing as his fingers ripped through the knots and fixed it the slightest bit until it spiked up a bit more neatly. He rubbed at the side of his face and turned for the exit of his bathroom. "What are you doing up so early?" Naruto was fortunate enough to have a pretty good family. A wise father, a loving mother, and a not-too-annoying little sister. Every time he thought about it he thought to Sasuke, whose life wasn't as fortunate as his. He knew the guy didn't need his pity, and probably definitely didn't want it… but he couldn't help but wish thing were different.

When you attached yourself to someone so deeply, it was more than painful when you saw them ached like Sasuke ached every day. He watched him grow into the mess he was, and Naruto knew he couldn't have done anything for him. Not to say he didn't try… Oh, he tried every day, but things just didn't seem to work in his favor. Sasuke had dropped so far into darkness, it got to a point where he was shocked Sasuke didn't completely forget who Naruto was. It scared him, now that he thought about it… Naruto wasn't the perfect child, it was true. He hung out with a similar crowd that Sasuke did, he tried his fair share of drugs, he smoked his cigarettes, he drank his liquor… But all people handled these things differently. While Naruto could do it, and wake up and not feel the need to do it all over again, Sasuke would do it and never stop. He had to watch his best friend to destroy himself, and it was one of the worst feelings he could imagine. Not to mention he seemed to only make it worse…The time he tried to save him, ultimately landed him in a mental hospital. Of course when Naruto first heard of it, he didn't think it would be bad. He thought it would be good for Sasuke! Mental hospitals were for those of the ill of mind, right? Sasuke wasn't all there, the drugs he did and the abuse he dealt with… It ruined his head… He thought that he would be helped, but he was fairly certain it was doing the opposite for him. The only thing he could do for him now was make sure he visited and remind Sasuke that he would be fine.

"Hmn, I'ma visit Sasuke today." Naruto said, looking briefly to the blonde man who stood over him, before he brushed past him into the kitchen, a plate of toast and bacon waiting for him. He blinked at it, then looked around, turning to his red-haired little sister, who was making eggs on the stove. "Did you make this?" He asked, worry painting his words as the girl turned her head, flashing a smirk before nodding her head. "Should I be worried?" His father walked into the room and laughed.
"Oh hush and eat up." He said, making Naruto scowl as he picked at a piece of bacon. He wasn't sure how his family could wake up so earlier, usually Naruto wouldn't wake up until at least four hours later, unless it was a school day.
"How is Sasuke doing?" His family knew of the guy from the number of times he had slept over, not to mention his mother had once been friends with Sasuke's mother. Oh, she had been so heartbroken to hear of her death, and even more worried for Sasuke. Her dream had been to become a mother figure in his best friends life, but Sasuke never liked the idea of it… Naruto couldn't say he blamed him either. No one wanted to have their mother replaced. While he didn't believe that to be his mother's intentions, Sasuke had been so disheveled after his mothers death, he just wanted to be away from everyone. Thus, the start of his downfall.
"Okay, I guess." Naruto grimaced a bit, chewing on a piece of crunchy bacon, his sister humming behind him as she continued to make food. His father had a frown on his face when Naruto looked up at him. The blonde smiled a bit, in an attempt to wash the worry from his father's face, though it didn't work.
"Do you know when he's getting out?" Naruto shook his head at the question, his smile immediately turning upside down.

"Sasuke said they have to like, sign a bunch of papers, or…" He shrugged his shoulders, "Like, he has to go to therapy sessions, and like, the guy he's talking to has to confirm he's okay. Y'know?" Because Naruto sure as hell didn't. He didn't understand anything. When would they know Sasuke was okay? Sasuke never was a talker, and he never really expressed his emotions openly, even before his mothers death, he was just that kind of guy! If they were waiting for him to stand up, smiling and dancing, that wasn't ever going to be the case. "I'unno, I think it's bullshit."
"Language." His father hushed, looking to the fourteen year old red-head behind him before back to his son, sighing. Naruto nodded in understanding. "Well, tell him when he gets out that he should stay here." His father and mother knew nothing of Sasuke's home-life, about how his father and brother treated him… But he was sure the idea must have popped into both their minds. Naruto stared at the man, who was giving him a worried look, and eventually he nodded his head.
"I think he'll appreciate that…"


"Ah, Naruto!" The nurses knew him at this point, from the number of times he had visited since he first heard of Sasuke checking in. He probably came to the hospital more times than he had actually gotten to see Sasuke! He had been turned away so many times, it was truly annoying. "I see you're learning the schedule around here." The red-head behind the front desk took her glasses off and looked over her shoulder. "Well, I think Sasuke is still sleeping, but I'll have one of the nurses to check on him, and if he's awake we'll bring him out." She offered, nodding to one of the hallways. "You know where to wait." Naruto perked up, happy to hear he wasn't being denied his visit this time.
"Thank you, Ma'am." He beamed happily and turned on his heel, practically skipping down the hall to the visiting area, completely empty of people. He never understood why there were always so little visitors around, but he supposed it wasn't his place to question, as he took the closest seat he could find and immediately put his head down on the table.

He was pretty sure it had been around five minutes or so before there was a tap on his shoulder. He of course expected to snap up and find Sasuke in front of him, giving him that dead look he had unfortunately gotten used to. But when opening his eyes and looking up, he was met with an empty chair. He turned his head, looking up to the man who had tapped his shoulder, and immediately wondered if one of the patients had wandered out of their room and decided Naruto looked like a good source of conversation or something. "You're Naruto Uzumaki?" Said blonde blinked, clearly confused before he slowly nodded his head up and down. The man perked up, smiling from ear to ear before he rounded the table, seating himself across from him. "I'm Sasuke's doctor." Seriously? Naruto's eyes briefly widened before he forced a smile and held his hand out to be taken by the other, shaking for a moment before both hands dropped back down to the table.
"Ah… oh." Naruto wasn't even sure what to say to him, so instead he kept quiet and smiled as politely as he could manage, leaning back a bit.
"Sorry, I just wanted to meet you at least once. Sasuke talks about you a lot." The look on Naruto's face at those words was priceless, he lit up he imagined children do on Christmas morning. His cheeks filled with color, and that awkward smile he once wore spread from ear to ear, as if Kakashi's words just made his morning complete.
"R-really? Good things, I hope." Naruto chuckled, reaching up and rubbing at the back of his head. Kakashi immediately nodded his head,
"All good things." He reassured. For the most part anyways. Sasuke had briefly ranted on how annoying he could be and why, but he decided against bringing that up, figuring that wouldn't make the raven's life any easier. Kakashi looked over his shoulder, wondering if Sasuke was going to be brought out or not. He looked back to Naruto, and was confused to find his smile had dropped some, and he looked almost sad. His brows furrowed together and he tilted his head to the side, "Something wrong?" He asked curiously.
"You're the man that… ah…" He searched for the words, scratching at the side of his face, his eyes briefly dropping to the table before he looked back to Kakashi, "Sasuke said that he's seeing a doctor daily so you can confirm when he's okay?" He shrugged his shoulders, "I'm kinda glad I met you 'cause… Sasuke's not always depresse-… Ahg, I don't even know how to word it." He grumbled a curse beneath his breath and Kakashi couldn't help but chuckle softly, before waiting patiently for Naruto to go on. "Sasuke isn't a talker I mean, even when he was younger and growing up, he just wasn't that much of an emotional person? If that makes any sense." He shrugged, avoiding using certain words, not wanting to give away any information Sasuke hadn't told him. He got used to keeping his mouth shut for Sasuke's sake. "I heard that you have to make sure he's… okay to leave, I guess. I'm just worried that time will never come, 'cause you're always going to be waiting for a smile or something or…-" Naruto stopped at the realization that Kakashi was smiling, chuckling even.
"Don't worry… I know what you mean, and I'm not expecting Sasuke to be a ray sunshine any time soon or ever." He reassured, "But… I can't just let him leave." He sighed, looking around briefly before back to Naruto, "I'm not a huge fan of the way this place runs," He admitted, "But it's my job." Kakashi worried his lower lip for a moment and reached up, pushing a hand through his hair. Naruto's brows furrowed together, and his gaze dropped to the table. "Sasuke's not happy though, and… It's my job to at least get rid of suicidal urges…" Kakashi nudged Naruto's hand, bringing the blonde's eyes up to meet his own, "I promise you though, that the moment I feel he'll be okay to leave, I will not waste a single moment writing up papers to get him out of here." He smiled, "Even more so, now that I know he has a friend like you to turn to." That smile returned to the kids face within moments, and immediately Kakashi began to laugh, remembering Sasuke's description of him. He couldn't agree more. So childish, so happy, so goofy, and so pure. The piercings he had didn't seem to disturb that image he had, not even the slightest bit, if anything, it added character.

Kakashi stood when he heard footsteps echoing from down the hall, "It was nice meeting you." He told the blonde, who still held that goofy smile, even as he turned and began to walk away. Though he was not met with a pretty sight. To say Sasuke looked horrible would be an extreme understatement. The youths eyes were half closed, sunken in with bags he couldn't believe were real. Immediately he frowned, pausing for a moment before he approached the nurse who was guiding him into the visiting area. He waved her off, and she left without much effort, leaving him to briefly face the raven before him, who looked about ready to drop dead on sight. "Y'know... I can see about getting you some medication for your insomnia... It's not healthy to stay awake like you do..." Kakashi offered a small smile, only to have a tired glare returned to him.
"I'd rather not..." The Uchiha breathed, looking past Kakashi to the blonde who awaited him. He seemed happy. "Did you talk to Naruto?" He questioned curiously, turning back to Kakashi wo smiled and nodded his head in response.
"He's a sweet kid." He chuckled, "Your description of him was perfect." Sasuke smirked sleepily at that and nodded his head, stuffing his hands to the pockets of his sweats. Sasuke licked his dry lips and brushed past Kakashi, who put a hand on his shoulder and stopped him gently, pulling him to face him. "Tell the nurse I'm gonna come and get you when you're done with your visit, okay? I just have to run to my office, but I'll be back." Sasuke stared for a moment, brows furrowed before he nodded his head.
"Hn..." He brushed Kakashi's hand from his shoulder and turned back, making his way to Naruto's table. The blonde, once again asleep. Turning to look over his shoulder as he sat down, Kakashi was no longer there... It was nice to know that one person in this place seemed sincere, however. He liked to think with the support of Naruto and guidance of Kakashi, he wouldn't completely lose his mind.

"Sasuke..." The blonde breathed, seeming to have notice without the raven had said anything. Said Uchiha turned his head back to face his half-asleep friend, who gradually perked up, and then slowly began to frown. "You look so tired..." He noted aloud, worrying his bottom lip, then beginning to chew on the inside of his lips ring, twisting it with his teeth worriedly.
"It's nothing," Sasuke shook his head, "It's just hard to sleep around here..." It wasn't a lie. Sasuke always had a bit of trouble with sleeping, but being in a foreign place he just did not like? That didn't help his situation whatsoever. It put him on edge all the time, and ultimately made it damned near impossible to sleep at night like a normal person. Sasuke briefly thought back to last night... It had been one of the worst ones yet, and each day they only seem to get worse.
"Hey, so... I heard sometimes they let people out, y'know, for like walks." Naruto decided to speak up, when he noticed Sasuke slowly sinking back into his chair. Whatever he was thinking about didn't seem to be pleasant. "Maybe you could ask your therapist-guy about that, yeah?" Naruto was smiling as a smile Sasuke just couldn't frown at. It was almost contagious!
"I think he mentioned something about it... but apparently I can't go out until I've stayed at least a month without doing anything wrong, or something." Sasuke shrugged his shoulders, reaching up and pushing his hair from his eyes, exhaustion hitting him like a brick. He would like nothing more than to go to Naruto's house, and crashing in his room.

There was a number of times he and Naruto had gone out partying, Naruto doing it to have fun and Sasuke taking it too far. The blonde would always end up dragging him back to his house, and letting him crash in his bed. For some reason his parents loved him to death, but he figured it was because they had been close to his mother and they didn't have the heart to turn away the son of their deceased best friend. Sad, but probably true.
But he would be lying if he said he didn't appreciate the place to stay from time to time. It truly was a sort of safe haven from his troubles, the occasional escape. Much like Kakashi's office was to him now.
"Have you done anything wrong?" Naruto was pouting at him, giving big, blue puppy dog eyes that made him shake his head at himself. Those eyes made him feel like the devil, like they were so pure they could burn holes through his impure body. He wasn't sure why someone like Naruto stuck to him... And he knew it wasn't for the same reason his parents did. Naruto was a horrible liar, he wouldn't be able to stick with Sasuke against his will without making his detest for him show. He sincerely just stuck to him- and it made him feel the slightest bit guilty. He didn't want Naruto to worry about him when he should be doing something more productive. He was still in school, he should study, work hard, go to college next year... not visit his friend in the loony bin.
"Not really..." Sasuke breathed, shrugging his shoulders. "But I think the fact I don't have rainbows shooting out of my mouth makes them think I'm not okay." He looked around and each nurse he saw had the most fake smile plastered to their face. Naruto followed his eyes and immediately caught on to what he was getting at, and nodded his head.
"It'll be fine. I promise." Naruto hummed, giving that smile he always gave. It warmed Sasuke's usually cold stare and he found himself letting out a small sigh. He just hoped Naruto wouldn't get tired of coming to visit him- he needed these visits. He wouldn't admit to it aloud, but... He needed him.
Glancing back he saw Kakashi standing there, eyes half opened and glued to a book he was holding up to his face. He seemed to always have books like that on him, and he was beginning to wonder what exactly he was reading. He would have to ask him at some point.
"I think he's waiting for me." Sasuke breathed, looking back to the smiling Naruto who nodded his head, slowly standing up and stuffing his hands into his pockets. Sasuke followed suit, glancing over his shoulder again before looking back to the blonde. "So I'll-"
"You'll see me tomorrow." Naruto immediately answered with a chuckle, turning himself a bit. "Your doctor's really nice by the way... You should think about asking him to go out... I'm sure he'll do anything if he knows it'll benefit you." Naruto gave him a goofy grin, removing one hand from his pocket and flicking a wave before he started to walk off. Sasuke watched him until he couldn't see him anymore, his eyes narrowing the slightest bit. He wished he could leave with him... He wished he could just leave.

Walking up to Kakashi, it took the man a moment to notice Sasuke was even standing there. Lowering the book from his face, he gave the warm smile Sasuke had grown accustomed to. "You all set?" The man asked, looking over Sasuke's shoulder, finding that the table he once sat at was now empty of anyone. The raven nodded and began to walk to the hall without any instructions, Kakashi following close behind. "He's a nice kid." He confirmed, "It's good for you to have people like him..." Kakashi shut his book and shoved it into the back of his pants, shoving both his hands into his front pockets. "But Sasuke, I have something to tell you..." He breathed, "There's another visitor for you. He came shortly after Naruto, and when I saw him I took him straight to my room." Sasuke stopped, feeling as though whatever possible good mood he might have had, had just crumble down on top of him. His eyes wide for but a moment, he turned his head and looked to Kakashi, who was giving him a curious yet concerned look.
"Itachi... He's your brother right?" Sasuke knew who was here without even having to ask or be told... His father was always busy with work, but his brother seemed to just always be free. He was a college student now, but he still seemed to have a lot of free time, most of which had been spent harassing Sasuke to the best of his ability. Needless to say, he wasn't exactly happy or excited to hear that Itachi was waiting for him right now...
"Can you tell him I had a mental break down or something and need my rest?" Sasuke asked quite seriously, seeming to throw back Kakashi for a moment before the man shook his head,
"He's waiting for you..." Kakashi placed a hand on Sasuke's shoulder, giving a reassuring smile, "It's not gonna be too long, twenty minutes at the most, and... He said he was trying to get to work anyways, so he might leave before that..." He said, making Sasuke sigh, shrugging off Kakashi's hand and turning to continue down the hall and towards Kakashi's office. His mood had officially been ruined. "One day, I really do want you to tell me why you don't like your brother though..." Kakashi said, voice low as he approached his door, reaching over Sasuke's shoulder and gripping the silver knob awaiting him. "But for right now, just... Relax. I'll be in there the whole time." Kakashi used his free hand to pat Sasuke's shoulder reassuringly before pushing in the door.

Sasuke was met with the back of a head, dark hair pulled into a small pony tail. Immediately his stomach dropped, and he realized just how unhappy he was to see his dear brother. His hands shaking the slightest bit as he took a step inside, watching as Itachi's head turned, black eyes on black eyes. "Hello, Sasuke."


Why is possible for Naruto and Sasuke to be so adorable?

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