Alright, onto chapter seven! Thank you to Shounen-Ai and Kooleko22 for all the reviews and Im terribly sorry for how long ti took to get another chapter up here. The cord to my writing source broke and meh laptop cant charge now so I have to moch off of library computers. I wish I could've mad e this chapter longer but, figured I needed to get something up here while I can. Major confusion might result from this chapter, but I promise it will be explained :] R+F

Red…Mixtures of burning colors swerving round and round into the shape of a beast. There beside the fire a few men stood, allowing the flames to eat up everything around it. Screaming, clawing, the fire spun and attacked what was there. It groaned and begged, screamed and thrashed, burned and destroyed, all while such a tranquil audience stood and watched. Watched as this calamity spread faster than should be allowed.

Blue…Merged colors of serene swishing back and fourth. Holding within their hands the power to tame the beast in front on them. Should it dare get involved? Should it dare stop its creation? Consequences blazed in front of its composed self. Shivering on the inside, smooth as water on the surface. Reaching out a hand, it could smother such an inferno, or be engulfed entirely by it. Such words were not to be thought…

"AGGHHH! AH-HH!" Sharp pain, so much pain. Such a teasing warmth spilling out and wrapping around the skin. Pointed teeth maybe sinking into the shoulder. Growling and purrs, screams and pain. This couldn't actually be happening could it? This was just another one of those weird dreams again. He wasn't actually being torn apart right now was he? His eyes were covered with darkness, but he could feel it, he could smell it. The smell of thick and sweet blood that teased the endurance of his stomach. His throat, he could feel it when he swallowed, he could feel it when he screamed. "AGHHH! A-!"

Sasuke felt his body be pulled onto his side. His eyes shot open and locked with the bloodlust filled red ones inches away from his face. He really wasn't dreaming, all of this pain, all of this blood, it was all real and it was all his. His thoughts were so jumbled and mixed; he couldn't comprehend what it was that was happening. His scared eyes stared wildly at the pointed and stained fangs that allowed such a hot breath to run down his neck. Such long nails that sunk deeply into his skin. His nerves stood on end, running into spasms of pain with every pulse. He held his breath with the next rip of pain and seemed to have forgotten how to release it. "Ahhhh…" Sasuke breathed. He had to get out of this pain, out of this torture…

He tried to move his arm, but felt nothing. This wasn't Naruto…This couldn't be, not the blonde he had just fallen asleep next to. Naruto… Naruto wasn't, he wasn't this kind of person… Sasuke blinked and tried to take in what was happening, to think clearly. "Na-naru-…" Sasuke realized now how heavily his breathing was, how much the weight on top of him was crushing him. He realized this just as his eyes began to go fuzzy. His vision began to darken, and his thoughts became even more jumbled. He blinked once, before his conscious slipped away from him.

Blackness fuzzed Sasuke's mind as it brought itself back into reality. There was a beeping noise that made his head pound and such a bright light that burned his eyes when he opened them. His mind was blank yet confused. His body felt numb. Where in the hell was he?

He blinked, trying to bring thought to his empty conscious, but just found himself staring at the white tiles above him. He never had white tiles in his house before… Sasuke then realized that there was a tube injected into his left arm, and also recognized the beeping as a heart monitor. He was in the hospital.

"Hey, you're awake…" Sasuke turned his head to find Sakura sitting there with a relieved, yet stressed look on her face. "Sasuke, what in the world happened to you? You're cut up all over…" Sasuke stared blankly at her, feeling too weak to even respond. Her face dropped a bit. "Sasuke…I-it's not what they've been talking about, is it? Please tell me that's not why you're in here…"

He scrunched his eyebrows together, staring at her questioningly. "Huh…?" Sakura looked down.

"I-it's not…They said that the most likely reason…Why you're like this is because…" She choked trying to finish her words. "They said it was a bad effect of PCP."

Sasuke would've shot up right then and yelled otherwise, but he just couldn't move, he would've shouted at her, but his voice wouldn't come. All he could was stare at her. Sakura didn't know how to take it, she bit her lip and turned away. "W-why would you…?"

"S-sakura I don't…" Sasuke struggled to tell her, but his voice cracked. He tried to clear it but it hurt. What in the hell did happen to him? He lifted his arm and went to bring it to his throat, but stopped once his eyes locked with the marks all along his pale skin. His eyes widened. He flipped his arm over and followed the mark all around it. Sakura watched him as he saw his wounds for the first time. In a moment, memories of the blood thirsty demon he had encountered flashed into his mind. "Na…." Sasuke then managed to find some energy in his body to at least sit up. In doing so, his body made it clear to him that it wasn't just his arms that had been ripped at.

"Sasuke! You shouldn't be getting up!" Sakura proclaimed, standing up, prepared to help if anything had happened.

Sasuke let out a breath and then turned to Sakura. "How long have I been in here…?"

"Huh?" Sakura blinked, then thought about it. "W-well…about a week or so."

Sasuke thought for a moment. It's been a week and his wounds still felt fresh… "Sakura…I appreciate you coming here…" Sakura smiled slightly to herself, almost timidly nodding towards him. "And I promise you that it wasn't PCP, I don't do that kind of stuff."

"But, if it wasn't that then…" She paused for a moment. "What exactly was it that caused this?"

"I…don't really remember…" Sasuke spoke truthfully, leaving out the involvement of Naruto. "It wasn't from drugs though…"

"That's…" Sakura dropped slightly sighing. "Sasuke…the doctors were talking about transferring you to a mental facility…"

"Mental…?" Sasuke repeated.

"Yeah, some people were asked about your behavior lately and they say you've been acting…well crazy. Some people at your work said they caught you talking to yourself, and your random outbursts were getting suspicious. You were too damaged for the doctors to sample anything and try to find any traces of any drug so they're going on all on assumption." Sakura explained. "Right now, they're waiting on the approval of your boss for them to put you in there…."

Sasuke blinked, completely taken aback by what she said. "Talking…? When was I talking to myself? And since when can my boss decide if I should go into a mental facility?"

Sakura gazed up at him and swallowed down a lump in her throat. "He's the closest thing to a guardian you have…" She turned away. "And as for the whole 'talking to yourself' thing… People said you kept referring to them as 'Kiba'. The doctors said that it wasn't unlikely for you to have developed an imagin-"

"Kiba…?" Sasuke blinked. "Kiba…? Y-you're saying that…" He stopped for a minute and tried to gather his thoughts. "Kiba isn't a real person?" Sakura shook her head almost unsure of herself. "But…He works with me… he helped me with all of those loads…"

"Sasuke…" Sakura reached out and rested her hand on his shoulder. "There isn't any Kiba at your work… You're the youngest one there…"

"I've…I've known him since I was little though. He always played at the park, and always wanted a dog…" Sasuke trailed off thinking to more to himself.

"Sasuke…The doctors…They said that 'kiba' was a result of the trauma you experienced back when you were little… It's not a bad thing, really. Maybe going to the mental-"

"This can't be happening to me…" Sasuke cut her off, rubbing his hands over his face. "How could I have been imagining all of that for the past ten years? I-I don't…Is Naruto not real either?"

Sakura's face dropped slightly. "You're talking about… that blonde kid, right?" Sasuke nodded. "…No…He's real…"

"But that demon…? That thing?" Sasuke felt now that he couldn't trust anything he was thinking. Was Sakura a figment of his imagination as well?

"Demon…?" Sakura looked at him confused. "Sasuke… Naruto…he's…different, yeah. But I doubt that there's really a demon…"

Sasuke suddenly felt angered by all of his confusion. "But what about before!? You-you were terrified of him when he broke your wrist! You were scared because of that demon thing, right?!"

"Sasuke, I was scared because of who he was, not the stories behind him. That kid isn't normal, he's not right. He's killed people before and its scared me that you were with him." Sakura said.

Sasuke shook his head. "You're lying… No, you said before…The story…That's what you told me…"

"Sasuke…please, you're really worrying me…" Sakura pleaded. "I just wanted you to stay away from him. He's supposed to be under lock-down by the government. They've been giving him medication to try and take care of his faulty, so it's not so big a deal that he leaves, it's just…well it scared me you were with him…"

Sasuke grabbed his head and went quiet, trying to let this all soak in. He was so confused now, way more than he ever was. "…leave…"

"Sasuke…?" Sakura mumbled.

"Go, leave me alone…" He told her again.

"Sasuke, nevermind what I said, I shouldn't have piled this on you all at-"

"Go! Now." Sasuke demanded turning to her. She stared at him worried and shocked, but obliged to his request. Standing up and walking towards the door she sighed and turned to him one last time.

"...Please forgive me…" She said, then walked out.

Sasuke stared at the door after her before grabbing his head, frustrated with his thoughts. A mental facility…He was about to get put in rehab…Rehab…