heya heya my readers -.-

i'm back, i think. i'm still a bit messed up in the head, but, that's what helps me write anyway :D
so, i hope to not get lost again...

aaaanyways...on with the story!
warnings: some violence/gore kinda shit...but you should expect that with this story!

Chapter 2

Gaara slammed his fist into the desk. No matter how much he'd like to draw while he had the time, not a single thought would flow into his steady hand. The redhead purged his mind, trying to free himself of all thoughts. It was all that raven's fault; if he hadn't have been running around after the Uzumaki like the freakish fag he was, Sasuke wouldn't have run into him and disturbed his "peace of mind"—if it could be called that. Gaara decided that he'd have to punish the Uchiha. He stood, gathered his things once more, and set off in search of the dark-haired homosexual.

It didn't take long to find Sasuke, since the teen had been running around, Gaara assumed, in search of his latest romantic interest. Hearing the raven calling down the hall, Gaara hid himself around the corner. Messing with the fag's mind was almost as fun as physical torture. As Sasuke came close, the redhead slid out in front of him.

"You should slow down, Uchiha." The words slid off his tongue like venom as he caught the taller teen by the hair and pulled, hard.

Sasuke gasped in pain, "G-Gaara…w-what do you want?" Fear was written on the boy's face, and Gaara liked that.

Not even responding to the terrified teen, the redhead dragged him by the hair back to his abandoned classroom.

Gaara threw Sasuke to the floor, the taller teen colliding with some run-down desks in the process. Sasuke cried in pain weakly and made no attempt to stand. The redhead advanced, wrapping one hand around the other's neck and picking him up again. For his height, weight, and build, Gaara was astonishingly strong.

"I thought you would be smart enough to stay away this year," he snapped, his icy eyes piercing into Sasuke's dark ones.

"S-sorry…" he choked out repeatedly.

"Shut. Up." Gaara slammed his victim against the wall, still choking him slightly. "Since you didn't learn last time, I'll have to teach you the same lesson again." With his free hand, he undid and pulled off Sasuke's belt. He shoved the teen into an empty chair and strapped him into it with the belt, pulling it tighter until the raven whimpered in pain once again.

Retracting from the shaking frame tied to the chair, Gaara set down his messenger bag and began to dig through it. "Your presence disturbed my…peace of mind. Even more so than before. So I must reteach you." The redhead pulled a switchblade from the bag. The handle was black with a silver inlay, and was around 4 inches in length; the blade held a spring-loaded release, and the blunt side was lightened with laser-cut cutouts. This blade was the last gift he had received from his siblings before they were thrown out by his father and step-mother; it held great importance to him, and had defended him faithfully many times over, among other things.

"I think you know my blade, Kuro, fairly well," Gaara stated, heading back to the terrified raven. "I used him to teach you before, didn't I?" Seeing the pale teen turn even paler pushed the redhead to a smirk, and even some slight laughter. He definitely loved mind games almost as much as physical torture. He strode up to Sasuke and leaned in close. With the blade still retracted, he dragged the handle across the boy's face, letting him feel the coldness of the metal inlay.

Sasuke flinched, and pleaded with the crazed teen, "P-please Gaara…I swear I'll keep away from you…please…"

Gaara silenced the Uchiha as the blade shot out, merely centimeters from slicing the homosexual's face. "Like hell I'll give you a second chance," he sneered. "You blew that last year. I will make you learn from your mistakes."

Ignoring the further pleas of the taller teen, Gaara cut open the raven's shirt, revealing his pale torso and some large scars that weren't known of by many. Sasuke's frantic begging only encouraged the icy-eyed male, and he lightly grazed over each scar—not enough to leave new ones, but just enough to cause slight pain and discomfort. But, the dark-haired boy, being the fag he was, still let out a yelp.

"You are still as much of a wimp as before, ne?" Gaara asked mockingly, narrowing his eyes. "Well, let's see how much you react to this." The crazed teen cut a bit deeper, slicing a jagged line across Sasuke's stomach.

Sasuke let out a scream as blood began to flow ever so slightly from the moderate gash. It wasn't enough to need stitches, but it sure was enough to bleed.

"The more you cry out, the more I like it, fag." He traced his knife perpendicular to his most recent mark, and used the blood on the tip of the knife to scratch kanji into the Uchiha's stomach lightly right above it. "Zetsubou," he said, mostly to himself.

Looking up a bit, he turned his face towards Sasuke's and leaned inward again. He placed the knife's blade along the raven's cheek, letting it dig in a bit. "I'm only just beginning to have fun with you, fag. This is will be…my daily entertainment."

Sasuke visibly bit his tongue, knowing that reactions were what encouraged the redhead to go further.

Gaara's hand twitched a bit, prepared to cut in again, when the voice of an unexpected guest stopped him.

"Sasuke?"

The teen wheeled where he stood, only to see the blonde from before.

"NARUTO!?" Sasuke cried out with a hopeful tone.

Gaara and the blonde stared at each other for a split second, but the redhead quickly broke eye contact, grabbed his messenger bag, and headed towards the door. As he reached Naruto, he paused to speak. "Your lover is quite lucky you came…I don't like…witnesses…"

He slid from the room, not waiting for a response from the obviously startled teen and leaving the two to decipher the events of the past several minutes on their own.

Upon reaching his room, Gaara stormed to the bathroom to wash his precious knife. He sped past his roommate, not even giving the older male any time to question him. The small teen slammed and locked the door, throwing his bag on the tiled floor. He placed his hands on the edge of the sink and glared into the mirror, his bloodied knife still in his hand.

"Damn that fag and his lover," Gaara cursed. "Now I have to do my ritual early. If he hadn't have come, I would have been free for a few weeks even." He lifted the bloody knife and his shirt, exposing the creamy white skin of his own stomach. Not even making the slightest sound, he dragged the blade across his stomach diagonally, a bit deeper than he had before on the raven.

oOoOoOo

"Finally alone," The fox-like teen said to himself. Naruto was hanging up a photo when a scream penetrated his ears causing him to drop it in the chemicals below him. "FUCK!" The blonde almost yelled as quickly took the photograph out and hung it up. "Stupid fangirls." He peeked out the small window of the door to see if anyone was there. Naruto did happen to see an angry, blood-lusting, redhead drag a scared, flailing Sasuke into an abandoned classroom.

I-it's nothing. he thought. Sasuke was being a fag and that guy got mad... The incident from that morning replied in his head. "Wait that's the guy Sasuke ran into earlier.' Naruto heard more screaming. "Damnit Sasuke!" Naruto said, slipping out the door, hoping that there wasn't enough light sneaking in to mess up his work. He tried to stay calm he walked down the hall. The blonde peeked in the door and saw a blade slice Sasuke's stomach; Naruto's eyes grew wide and he listened to the redhead go on.

I gotta stop this. The blonde may not like Sasuke much, but that doesn't mean he wanted him to be hurt. He carefully opened the door. What do I say?! he thought frantically. "Sasuke?" God job Naruto like that would help! a sarcasm-filled little voice in his head procliamed. Shut up! Naruto snapped back. "NARUTO!?" Sasuke's voice broke up the fight within him. Naruto stared at the still unknown redhead before him What the fuck is his name?! Naruto questioned himself. He continued staring at the redhead until he broke eye contact.

The aquamarine eyed boy grabbed his things and headed towards the door, as he reached Naruto, he paused to speak. "Your lover is quite lucky you came…I don't like…witnesses…"

Naruto wanted to scream "He's not my lover!" but thought it be best if he stayed quiet. Once the boy left Naruto ran up to Sasuke, who was breathing heavily.

"Naruto!" The frightened boy yelled.

"Are you okay?" Naruto asked. That was a stupid question!

"What the hell do you think!?" Sasuke snapped. He began whining. "That psycho cut me!"

"Right, right," Naruto said apathetically as he untied Sasuke.

The raven hissed in pain a bit. "...thanks, Naru. I-I don't know how bad it might have been if he k-kept going."

The blonde was in horror. "He'd do worse?!"

"Hell yea! just look at that freak...he scares the shit out of me…" The pale boy's face contorted in fear again.

"Who is he?!" Naruto still had no clue who the redhead was.

"Gaara! you know about him, right?"

Gaara? That sounds familiar, Naruto thought still trying to remember. "Umm. No? I've seen him, but I don't know about him," he mumbled, still in confusion.

"You mean you didn't hear about him? I thought everyone knew him…"

"I didn't. I don't talk to people much." The blue eyed teen laughed, a tad embarrassed.

"Oh...hey Naru, remember that time I was at the hospital for a while? A long while?" he asked, looking thoughtful.

"Yeah."

"Well...that was because of him."

Naruto was in awe. That's the kid who did that to Sasuke?! "He's not very nice." He commented, crossing his arms.

"Fuck no, he's not…" Sasuke trailed off for a moment. "I used to share a room with him, back in the other dorm."

"What's his problem?! I know your annoying, but to not to that extent," he said, still shocked.

Sasuke snorted, still sitting in the chair. "Well, I don't know what happened, but near the end of the year last year, he completely flipped."

"Somebody's lost their marbles," Naruto joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"Yeah...he would always glare at me while we sat in the room, and I swear he watched me sleep or something." Sasuke sounded paranoid, then he paused and looked around the room before continuing. "He kept getting weirder and weirder."

Subject change, Naruto thought. He pointed to the scared boy's stomach in front of him. "Shouldn't you stop that from bleeding?"

Sasuke glanced down. "Aw, shit!" the cut teen replied worriedly. He then looked up at Naruto with a puppy eyed look. "Will you bandage me, Naru?" Sasuke said, trying to seem innocent.

"With what?!"

"Uh...I don't know…"

Both boys looked around the room.

Naruto held out his hand. "Give me your shirt," he sighed.

Sasuke grinned and said, "I knew you'd warm up to me." He then stripped his shirt off and handed it to the blonde.

"Shut up," Naruto said calmly as he took it. "I just don't think you should be bleeding so much."

The raven pouted. "Fine. I won't tell you why you should watch out for that freak," he said trying to get the blonde's attention.

"Hold still!" Naruto commanded, tying the shirt around Sasuke's wound. "Wait why should I watch out for him?"

"Because everyone else already does. 'Cause they know. Not everything, but they know some of it. I know it all. Since i was the one he got to" he explained.

Naruto tied a knot to keep the shirt in place. "All better. I think..." The blue-eyed boy trailed off a bit. "Anyway, I'm sorry you had to go through that. No one deserves to be hurt like that."

Sasuke smiled weakly, "That's why you need to watch out for him...at least you don't have to sleep in a room with him…"

"What happened?" Naruto was intrigued.

"Well, one night, about a week before the hospital thing, I went to bed like I usually did. He wasn't in the room that night, so I was able to fall asleep easily. Then when I woke up, it was pitch black, and I couldn't move. In my sleep, he had gagged me, tied me up, and blindfolded me."

"What the fuck?!" escaped the blonde's mouth.

"Yeah! I freaked out and began trying to get loose, but it wasn't long before I heard him. And that kid's voice freakin' will scare the shit out of you if you can't see." The wounded teen's eyes revealed his fear.

"Oh wow." The other boy said, trying to be sympathetic.

"He kept my tied up for nearly a day, and then it just kept getting worse."

"Worse how?"

Sasuke fidgeted. "When he finally took the blindfold off and removed the gag, he pulled out his knife...that same one."

Poor Sasuke. He's not that bad when he isn't trying to rape me, Naruto thought as he listened quietly.

"Then...then he kept cutting me...over and over again...the more I reacted, the more fun he thought it was. He's like some sadistic freak or something. After a few more days, he dragged me to an abandoned room, like the one before, because I was being too loud," Sasuke explained.

"Oh my god!" Naruto almost shrieked. He was a bit feminine for a boy sometimes.

"For a week, I was trapped by the psychopath...and he just kept torturing me more and more... when he finally let me go, I couldn't get my courage up to say anything. The only reason I went to the hospital was because I passed out from anemia while in class," Sasuke explained.

"Somebody wasn't loved as a child," Naruto commented, sarcasm dripping from his voice.

"When I finally got checked out of the hospital, my dad forced it out of me who did it, but he kept the incident from the news. though he made sure that I didn't get stuck in the same room again." The raven finished his recollection, still fidgeting nervously.

"Well at least your not in there anymore," Naruto said trying to cheer him up.

"I know…" Sasuke said trying to control the fear in his voice.

"Speaking of which who did you get stuck with this year?" he asked, trying to change the subject.

Sasuke pouted. "No one fun. Gaara's freaky brother is in my room."

"He has a brother?" Naruto asked, surprised.

"Yeah, an older brother. Kankuro. All he does is play with puppets and ignore me."

"That's a bit creepy," Naruto said calmly.

Sasuke sighed, "Yeah, but he doesn't seem to be psycho like Gaara. If something happens again like last year, my dad's gonna be pissed. I swear, he'll end up suing or something."

"Oh wow. I just have Kiba; he's obsessed with his dog," The blue-eyed boy mentioned, sounding like they didn't compare.

"At least he leaves the door open for me." Sasuke grinned slyly

Old Sasuke's back, Naruto the thought. "Ugh I need to get that fixed," he said, more to himself than Sasuke.

Sasuke began to panic. "But why Naru!? I like being able to see you any time I want."

"Dude. You need to stop. You've are becoming a full blown stalker," Naruto lectured.

Sasuke started pouting again. "But I love you Naru!" he whined.

"And I don't love you, teme," Naruto whined back.

The raven snorted "You're lying. I know you do."

"How many times do I have to tell you Sasuke. I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH YOU." Naruto almost screamed the last sentence.

Sasuke smirked. "It's just a matter of time."

Naruto rolled his eyes. "Get over yourself."

"You're no fun," the other teen grumbled, crossing his arms.

"Yes, yes. Now if you don't mind I need to get back to something. Good bye." Naruto turned to walk away.

Sasuke snorted and latched onto Naruto's arm. "You think I'd let you leave me! I'm a...a traumatized victim!"

"I really need to get back," Naruto explained brusquely as he pushed the homosexual off and ran.

Sasuke whined again and started chasing Naru. "NARUTO WAAAAIT!!" he called.

"Damnit. Sasuke their gonna get messed up!" Naruto tried to tell him.

"Whose they?" Sasuke asked as he followed.

"Nothing. GO AWAY!" Naruto ran faster. Old Sasuke is definitely back.

"SAAAASKAY!" The platinum blonde and pink haired girls stopped Sasuke in his tracks.

Thank you Ino and Sakura! Naruto snuck back into the dark room and went back to work. When he was finally finished he snuck back to his room carefully avoiding Sasuke.

oOoOoOo

Gaara choked a bit, and his knife clattered against the sink as his grip loosened. Blood oozed from the gash across his stomach. He stumbled backwards to the wall of the bathroom and slid to the floor, the pain coursing through his body. The redhead drug a hand across the wound, smearing his blood around, and then brought it to his face. With one finger, he drew various lines and markings with the crimson liquid, mumbling to himself as he did so. "Monster..." he whispered as his ice-colored eyes rolled back into his head. "I am...a monster."

Gaara began cackling madly as he slumped forward, but was interrupted by a soft knock on the door, followed by a small but low voice.

"Gaara...it's Neji. I don't know what you're doing in there...and I have no intention of...interrupting you...but the large smell of blood alarms me."

The redhead snapped back to reality as he heard his roommate step away from the door and then out of their room. His eyes narrowed as he had lost his pleasurable concentration. Gaara reached for the first aid kit on the shelf, expertly bandaging the slice across his midsection. "Damn that pale-eyed baka," he mumbled as he began to clean the mess of blood. He knew his bloodlust was satisfied for now, but his pleasure had been hindered.

After successfully tending to his self-inflicted wound as well as cleaning up the dark crimson smeared on the bathroom floor, Gaara made his way back into the room and to his bed. He climbed gingerly onto it, curling up in a catlike position.

It's not enough, kid.

Gaara shook his head and frowned. Why was that voice pestering him now. He had done enough for the week and he knew it.

I told you, it's not enough.

Shut the hell up. I know it is, and that's all you'll get.

What's wrong? the voice asked mockingly. I know you...enjoy it even more than I do.

Gaara narrowed his eyes and scowled. I couldn't care less about it. I don't need to feel those kinds of things.

Awww...come now, kiddo...you know you need it. Gaara could almost see the voice's taunting face. If not like that, you'll seek out the same pleasures from others.

Gaara snorted, Well, that homosexual freak would have worked just fine.

The voice mulled over the thoughts quickly. Well, true, but not only were you interrupted, but LAST time, he wasn't aware of anything. I think this time he would have noticed. And you don't need that. WE don't need that. Do we, kiddo?

Gaara sighed and flopped backwards onto his pillow. No...no we don't.

The inner voice was silent, leaving to rest again after it had made its point, waiting for the next full ritual. The redhead closed his eyes in thought, and then fell asleep before long.

He awoke in the middle of the night; exact time wasn't known, but he could hear his roommate's faint breathing and knew it had to be late. Ignoring the sharp twinge of pain, the teen climbed from his bed and head to the bathroom. To him, now seemed as good a time as any for a shower. He needed to clean and check the wound anyway.

Gaara locked the door behind him and stripped immediately. He then turned his eyes downward to the large bandage, and began to peel it off slowly. Wincing a little, the redhead prodded various places on the still-fresh gash on his stomach. The area around the wound was as red as his hair, but he had at least stopped bleeding. Gaara dug through his bag of personal medical supplies and found his needle and surgical thread. Giving no further thought, he cleansed the area with a mild antiseptic and began to neatly sew himself up. He always was prepared, as most of his rituals required medical attention such as this, but he would never admit himself to be cared for by anyone else. That would mean he'd have to trust someone else, and even further have to deal with their possible interference with his own issues. No, it was best for him to keep to himself. Besides, it was what he did best.

After showering, Gaara returned to his bed to catch whatever sleep he could, hoping for everyone else's sake that Sasuke wouldn't be what woke him up.

hahahahahahahaha...naming his knife Zetsubou...good name...it means "despair" if you don't know. pulled from the song by Maximum the Hormone called "Zetsubou Billy" which is used in the second ending of Death Note. the band is awesome, btw. that and, i like the way the characters look 絶望

the conversation b/t Naru and Sasuke is actually from a base convo b/t me and my partner, me being Sasu of course.

btw, if you're lost about time things, this is the end of Thursday. school starts on Monday. so, they have Fri, Sat, and Sun left in the story. (i got lost and had to think it out myself -.-)

i don't know how this happened, but i've noticed after reading the thing over again that BOTH of us gave the characters odd masochistic habits, and BOTH of us gave our characters a second inner voice...though Gaara's is a bit more bloodthirsty...
i'll tell you now, i won't be referring to it as Shukaku, because that's not what i intend the voice to be. you can call it that if you want, but i won't be.

leave me loves!