Sasuke gasped for air, his heart pounding and mind buzzing. His legs carried his body faster and faster through where ever it was he had ended up. Finally, when he thought he couldn't run anymore, he tripped over something and fell, stopping him from what felt like an eternity of just running away. He huffed in as much air as his lungs would take and then repeated the process after letting it out in a short breath. He didn't really just do that did he? Sasuke wouldn't have it in him to do something like that. He was too scared to ever bring himself to running away.
After finally catching his breath, Sasuke sat up and stared back at the trail he had come from, well the one visible in his mind at least… He brushed dirt off of him before letting out a deep breath and standing up. That…Had to of been the most ridiculous thing he's ever done in his life…
He couldn't believe that he just broke out of the hospital. The thought drifted in his mind for a long while as his eyes stared upward at the sky. His body still ached and burned from all the injuries he still had on him as well as new ones he had created from running around. His chest lifted and fell in big gasps, as his heart thudded from the adrenaline that pulsed through his veins. Sasuke's hair was in a mess, a few twigs poking out of in awkward places. He took in a deep breath and then found it in himself to actually sit up. Moving his body upward he closed his eyes for a moment and brought his shaky hands up to his face and massaged his sockets. Maybe…he really had turned into a maniac… Normal him wouldn't have done anything near this, but at the same time, with the threat of rehab it felt like he didn't have much of a choice.
Three or four days ago Sasuke came to the conclusion of breaking out after overhearing the doctors talking about where to transfer him. He didn't care much about it until the word "erase" kept popping up. "Erase him" "Erase his records" "Erase his things" It began to make him paranoid. His boss had even stopped by to visit him once or twice but in that time Sasuke hadn't said a word to him. He started to loath him for even considering of signing his own life away to a mental facility. After the third visit, his boss straight up told him the situation and how he didn't want to be the one to put him in such a place but due to lawsuits that could have been held against him he didn't seem to have a choice. They finally announced a date for Sasuke to be transferred and in that panic, he worked out a plan to get out of there. The more he thought on it though, the harder it was to think of a plan out. Most of Sasuke's ideas were so badly made he really thought there was no way he could ever get out. It wasn't until a visit from an "old friend" brought out the perfect plan. He found it rather ironic that it was his own "illness" that pulled him free from that place. Though he knew he was freed from control, he couldn't help but feel like he had nothing now. Sasuke's belongings were now to just sit in his apartment, while his food rotted away and his position at work was given to someone else. Money wouldn't matter to him anymore and neither would things like socializing and even hygiene to an extent.
Sasuke pulled his hands away from his face in a deep sigh, not knowing what to do now. He was out of the village so he was no longer their issue. They wouldn't search for him out here, they'd just assume that he wasn't their problem anymore and that it wouldn't be long before the wilderness would kill him. He knew that he would never be allowed back in once he left, but would he have ever been let out of that hell hole of a facility had he let them transfer him? Sasuke didn't even want to imagine that scene. His thoughts had just been in a drifted manner, not processing anything correctly. He'd think about getting up for work randomly and then think about buying food, but the thing that crossed his mind the most were the marks that scarred his once flawless skin. His back had burned and burned for days, sometimes becoming so unbearable he'd find himself in a bawled up position, or scratching at the misery like it'd somehow stop. The idea of even trying to go and take life up with Naruto crossed his mind, but their was no doubt that they'd question Sakura about his whereabouts and no doubt that she'd mention Naruto to them. He found himself in guilt knowing that it wouldn't be long before Naruto would be taken care of. There was also the idea that they'd just leave him be as well, which is why Sasuke felt like he had to do what he planned to do next.
"I told you this plan would work…" A voice spoke out to him. Sasuke ignored it, like he had always been doing every time he heard it. He found himself with such an unbearable headache and wished he knew a way to block out the man that would never leave him alone. "Sure you lost a lot of shit but at least you still got your own thoughts right?"
"Not if you're here…" Sasuke felt himself say. It was hard not to respond to the only form of conversation he knew he'd be having for a long time.
"Pfft..I don't know why you're being such an asshole to me, what'd I ever do to you?"
"What do you mean 'What'd I ever do to you?' If it weren't for you I wouldn't be in this mess!" Sasuke exclaimed.
"How is this whole mess MY fault? I didn't do anything to you! I've done nothing but help you out and screw my own life over with yours!" Kiba yelled.
"Your life? What life did you ever have?" Sasuke asked.
"Uh, the one I have now maybe?" Kiba responded. "You've been acting like I don't exist and it's pissing me off! I've done nothing but try to help you and you ignore me."
"That's because you DON'T exist! You're not real! You're not there!" Sasuke found himself frustrated, grabbing his hair and wanting to turn and kick this Kiba that wouldn't leave him alone. Kiba was quiet for a long moment, giving Sasuke the hopes that he had finally disappeared, only to hear his voice again.
"Tsk, maybe I should've let them take you into that mental facility…." He mumbled. Sasuke turned his head in fury, expecting his eyes to take in the image of the tan boy only to find nothing but the forest around him. He let out a frustrated yell and took his furry out on the ground by punching it.
God did he hate his life right now… He hated his mind and he hated how everything had turned out. Everything had been normal for the longest time, normal up until he had stumbled upon that blond. That damn fucking blond! Sasuke groaned and then threw himself onto the ground. What the hell was he going to do with himself now? He still planned to go and check on things, but at the same time, he felt like he shouldn't even bother with it. Why should he care anyways? Naruto wasn't his problem.
A tingle of fiery pain pulsated through him, the birth spot being his back. He groaned and let out a breath, not bothering to touch it. That was what he needed to see Naruto for. He needed to get a fucking explanation out of him and get him do something about it.
Sasuke rolled over on his side and then pushed himself off the ground, having a hard time regaining balance after that sprint he had. Once he did so, he wasn't even sure where he was heading, he just knew he was moving. Sasuke's mind and body were both heavy with the thought of possible sleep, but he felt like it was too risky to pass out so soon. He knew he had to find some safe place to pass out otherwise he might wake up to find half his body chewed up by all the animals out here.
After walking for what felt like forever, Sasuke found his eyes locked onto a specific bush for awhile. It seemed to have been set up all too perfectly as a resting spot. His eyes were fixated on it for a long moment before he tore his gaze away and looked around. Something spooked him about that spot so he continued walking. The scenery around him all looked the same after that, the trees all the same tones of green and brown and the small patches of flowers all the same colors. His fingers were freezing and his back burning, not to mention how weak his legs were. Still he continued walking, telling himself that if he stopped any time soon, he'd be hunted down by those nurses or someone and brought back to that damn hospital. Eventually though, sleep finally seemed to kick in and wear his body down. He rubbed his eyes and let out a yawn before groaning and looking around. His own room would be the best thing in the world right about now. Looking around, his eyes landed on a bush…and he stopped. He rubbed his eye again and realized it was the same one he had passed earlier. He did the same motions as he had when he previously stumbled upon it and then motioned towards it. After checking it thoroughly for a long moment he concluded that there wasn't anything wrong with it… lying down he felt slightly aggravated that he had wound up going into a complete circle. Sasuke didn't have much time to think on it though, the sleep taking hold of his consciousness almost immediately.
Through his sleep, images of random events flooded his mind. Some he'd probably remember after he awoke and some that he'd forget before the dream was even over. His mind seemed to be filing his thoughts out, going through memories and organizing them. It wasn't until images of one of his trips to Naruto's did his consciousness slowly began to wake. It was when he went there with Kiba and had tried to explain to him who Naruto was. To this thought, the image of Naruto and Kiba talking flashed in his mind, his eyes shooting open to this. He sat up immediately and thought the day over, the conversations over, the interactions over. "Naruto…could see Kiba…" He mumbled to himself. Sasuke ignored the cramps he had received from his sleep on the dirt ground and grabbed the side of his head. "Naruto…talked to Kiba…" Sakura said Kiba wasn't real…and said Naruto was… Was she lying about Kiba? But he disappeared just earli- er or yesterday… Nothing in his life made sense anymore…