Alright, so the next chapter will be posted February 2. I do have to say that this chapter isn't my favorite, but is sort of necessary so it will have to do! I hope everyone is enjoying this and I ask for reviews in order to improve my writing or boost my self-esteem: D (Jk on the self-esteem)

Chapter Six: Turning Back the Clock

There is a moment in our memories that we hold dear, a moment lost through the sequences of time. It is a moment, the moment that makes us wish we could turn back the ticking clocks of our lives and start over. It makes us say "If I could, I would."

Some would say that they wished they never missed that bus.

Some would say that they wished they never ignored that one person.

Some would say that they wished they never spoke regretful words.

Some would say that they wished they never turned the knob of a door, setting off the timer of a bomb waiting to go off on the ticking clocks of their lives.

There are many things that some would say, and there are many things that some would wish. But in the end, we all have something in common that is easily forgotten in a world where it is easy to find yourself lost in heartache.

We've all lost something and we'll all lose something more.

I woke up two hours earlier than I usually do, but it was the fault of the frames of these walls. Itachi had filled his house with every picture from back in those days.

Careful not to wake Itachi, I silently stepped down the hall peering into a past that was now faded and unreal. My mother with all her beauty and silent grace, my father stern and strong, my brother different and respected in my eyes as he holds me as a baby in his arms, barely able to hold me with his height.

Voices ring out form the frames, shaking my mind. But in reality it is the last picture at the end of the hall that speaks the loudest. It's me, or the boy who used to be me, smiling into the camera lens. On the beginning of that day, I was that boy, when the end came everything in me was gone.

I was so stupid, my father had been yelling at Itachi that morning upsetting me because I actually liked my brother then, I yelled at them all that morning, screaming that I hated them when I really meant I hated what they were doing, before running out the door to go to school with my mother's hands chasing me. I was forgetful, and smiled all through the day. But when Itachi came to pick me up that day, dragging me along with beads of sweat on his forehead I knew that something was wrong. My words echoed through my head from that morning and fear bubbled up with me.

That was the day my parents died.

Itachi and I are left, but I'm the only one who cares; I'm the only one who truly knows; I am alone in this as well, another thing to add to the list.

My knuckles turned white as I gripped the side of the frame, taking it off the wall now and forever. It was as if he had died that day too, I had died, but I was right here.

Stashing away the picture, I decided to do all the stupid tasks of the morning, and take route #15 today.

School would be a new world for me just like it was then.

"Hey." Kiba said as he entered Kakashi's classroom taking a seat next to mine, a little shocked all I could do was stare at the space ahead of me while I comprehended what just happened.

"Hi?" I said turning to face him.

"So…this whole hanging with Naruto thing, you don't have any ulterior motives do you?" He questioned, tapping his fingers lightly on the desks surface. This was the calmest I have ever seen Kiba in the entirety that I've known him. It was unusual and should have sent warning bells throughout my head, but this morning clouded my mind.

"Not really." I answered, "Why?"

"Because I don't trust you." glared Kiba, clenching his fists and visibly gritting his teeth "If you do anything, you will regret it."

Our conversation was silenced by the entrance of Naruto himself and his other friends who had this class, but I showed that I understood with a head nod. To be honest, I expected this a long time ago; I am the devil after all.

I rolled my eyes as Naruto took the seat in front of me. Why? Because he was wearing a bright orange shirt that said "I'm a beast ;)" with these faded jeans and a hole clearly revealing orange silk boxers on his thigh. Why am I talking like Shino you ask? I don't know I'm in a weird mood this morning.

Heat swelled my cheeks, streaking them with pink. Reaching my hand out, I punched him the head. "You IDIOT! Your underwear is showing."

Naruto paused, looking down at his pants before frantically covering them with his hands. I snickered a little, causing Naruto to yell "DON'T LAUGH AT ME TEME!" before a book came flying at the back of his head.

Kakashi, who had his feet on the teacher desk glared, "Naruto! If you ruin another chapter so help me god I will end you!" Naruto shivered slightly before sliding further down in his seat while I cracked up behind him. Normally this wouldn't be much to laugh about, but this always happens when I'm around Itachi. I go crazy.

Naruto stared at me, turning slowly in his seat, and the others were looking at me strangely. Since when did Sasuke Uchiha have the ability to laugh? Was what they were all thinking. I sighed, stopping myself from laughing any more than I already had, can't weird myself out any more either. It's just too much. Naruto whispered, "Did you take some sort of pill this morning Sasuke?"

I paused as if I was thinking, before replying. "You know? I think I did." Even though I was joking, it was fine with me to have Naruto believe it, and lie to Naruto about it rather than have him find out what's really going on. How embarrassing would it be to admit your crazy?

Very. Naruto seemed to accept this answer and turned in his seat grinning. Great now he was probably planning something. Like a prank.

Annoying.

The rest of the day droned on, Ino and Sakura were more persistent than usual because of my supposed illness, and joined me to eat with Naruto and his friends. Resulting in me finding out quite a lot from the following interactions that took place between them all. Apparently they knew each other better than I thought, seeming to be friends with each other. Ino and Sakura were distracted by the presence of the others, and were actually not that bad when they weren't all over me.

It was as if they were human and not mindless raging fan girls.

For a moment, then they went right back to pestering me after lunch. So much for seeing a new side to people, huh? As the day faded away, so did my craziness, something that I was thankful for. Now I could tutor Naruto without having to worry about any weirdness from my end of the conversation.

Today we would be going to Naruto's house instead of back to Itachi's, another thing I was thankful for especially considering the episode from this morning. I just wasn't in the mood for that again. "Are you okay?" I heard from the person beside me.

It was Naruto; we were walking home together now as I silently replayed the day in my head. "I'm alright Dobe." I answered, though I was feeling a little drowsy. Maybe I was getting some kind of sickness, and I just jinxed myself earlier.

"Well how should I know?" Naruto yelled, "You're just walking along the path with this stupid ass look on your face. What am I supposed to think?"

I shrugged as Naruto approached his front door, attempting to unlock the door while dropping his keys multiple times. Sighing, I looked over at the other house to see Naruto's next door neighbor watching us closely. His eyes were covered by sunglasses and his hair was a bright orange, with black streaks. I felt my eyebrows raise as I leaned into Naruto who just managed to get the key in the lock. "Who is that?"

Naruto looked over at the guy, a bright smile appeared on his face as he waved, "Hey Kurama!" the man just "humph'd" and walked inside his door. Naruto's smile fell a bit as he turned to me, "That's Kurama; he got out of prison a few years ago, back when many knew him as Kyuubi. I've been trying to talk to him, but he ignores me most of the time."

I barely heard the rest after Kyuubi, a wanted murder who killed over 15 people and never admitted he was guilty. How could they let someone like that go? Even if he was only charged with 2 murders, because of some sort of evidence bull crap, I remember my father being angry about it when I was younger.

"Are you coming in or what?" Asked Naruto, I had the urge to smack him and yell "Do you have any idea who you're living next to!", but I bit my tongue. There is no way that Naruto wouldn't know, everyone knew. I followed Naruto in the house, and we instantly started to study.

I have to admit Naruto is smarter than I anticipated; the trick is how he understands it or in other words how you taught it to him. For instance I explained to him how to do quadratic equations using cup ramen and ice cream, don't ask me how, I just managed.

Going back to Itachi's would be a horrible experience, so even when the homework was finished and the questions were answered I found myself lingering. Naruto peered at me with a concerned look on his face as I tapped my fingers on his kitchen counters while stirring a pot of soup. "Do you not want to go home Sasuke."

I paused, shifting feet as I pondered my answer. It's not exactly like I could stay here, its Wednesday and we have school tomorrow. Then I had an idea that I've never had before, "Want to skip school with me tomorrow?"

Naruto's mouth fell open as he leaned in closer to me, I tried to keep my composure as his hot breathe made contact with my skin and I could feel a chocking in my throat. Naruto's hand reached up making contact with my forehead, "You feel really hot, are you okay?"

I really wished that Naruto was less concerned and more worried about pulling pranks on me like I feared earlier, because then I wouldn't be in this situation.

I would be kicking his ass.

Pulling his hand off my forehead gently, I replied "Yeah I'm okay." But blue eyes begged to differ and I sighed, seeing a way out. "Fine, I'm not okay but if I admit it then I have to go home and suffer by myself because Itachi will be too busy and I don't like him anyway and then I will have to…"

But I was cut off by an over eager Naruto, "I'll take care of you! You can stay here for tonight and tomorrow and I will take care of you okay?"

Letting out a sigh of relief, I nodded "Alright."

That's how I ended up spending the night at Naruto's house; on a week night when school was the next day with no clothes and a heavy ass backpack with no room for a ruler because I was putting off cleaning it out as much as possible for unknown reasons. I know it was a lot for me to take in too.

Today I have lost my pride, some of my reputation, and I have gained knowledge and connections. Today I have learned, for everything lost there is something new to be found.