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Chapter 10: Hiding

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I take this last chance to burn a bridge or two

I only keep myself this sick in the

Cuz I know how the words get to you

~I'm like a Lawyer With the Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You) by Fall Out Boy (Why must they always have such long titles? Course PTD has them beat XD)

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Naruto saw that coming. He had seen it coming from the beginning, really. The first day he had gotten away with cutting was the same day he realized that eventually he wouldn't. Some day, somehow, someone would know. Once that happened, things were going to go down hill from there.

Knowing it was coming didn't mean he was prepared. In fact, it may have had the opposite effect. The thought of someone knowing the truth had been with him for so long, he began to ignore it. At first, it had haunted him, even driving him to extreme paranoia. But, eventually the nagging voice faded to a whisper, and whispers were far too easy to ignore.

Perhaps it was because it took so long. Naruto had been cutting for months; it was part of the routine. The blonde had always thought his days were numbered, but the numbers were much smaller in his mind. Sure his friends were oblivious, but he had thought, hoped, they'd notice something. But such hopes were naïve, and he should've known. If they had never noticed him before, why would they notice him now? The blonde was the center of attention, and thus went unnoticed. People never seemed to perceive what was right in front of them. He could have been screaming "I cut!" and they would have answered "Hi to you too."

Kami, Naruto hated it. He hated them not knowing, but thrived off it as well. There was a feeling of fulfillment in playing all of those around you, and that satisfaction only grew when they believed you couldn't fool a child. Inside, he was laughing at them. The joke was on them. But sometimes his laughs felt worse than tears, though he never let himself admit it.

For some reason, the Kyuubi-container began to believe he'd be the one to tell them. He began to imagine walking up to Sakura and Sasuke on the bridge one day, and screaming the truth. But, he wouldn't have done it because he had "finally snapped". No, the blonde would know exactly what he was doing, and if he thought the time wasn't right, he could stop. Even in his demise, he'd have control.

Of course, that was illogical and unreasonable. It made no sense to turn himself in, and so it never got that far. As time went on, he realized he would take this secret to the grave if he could.

He couldn't, though. Sasuke saw to that. But even then, it felt like no one would know. No one but the witnesses of his downfall, that is, but he could deal with them. Trust could easily be gained from a few and a few was what they were. He could count on his hands how many people knew about his little habit. The genin would never admit it, but he was extremely thankful Tsunade was going about the whole situation in such a low key way. She could have told everyone, but she didn't.

But it seems that Sakura wanted a turn at ruining the blonde's life, and she'd done so in a spectacularly loud and obvious way. Naruto could feel all the eyes fixated on his back, some in shock, and some trying to see through the tan flesh to read his soul. For always being the class clown, the blonde hated attention. He wanted them to recognize he was there, but he didn't want them to look at him. They could stare at Uzumaki Naruto, prankster, village idiot, but they couldn't stare at him.

At the moment, they were staring past Uzumaki Naruto, searching for him, and it made his blood boil. The teen wanted to turn and scream at them to stop looking at him! He wanted to tear at his hair and scream at them to stop studying him; he wasn't their stupid lab rat that they could toy with! Naruto was a freaking human being too!

But the teen didn't do any of these things. Instead, he blinked at the embarrassed, but angry Sakura, and tilted his head in an innocent, confused expression.

"What are you talking about Sakura-chan?"

The teen waited, watching his friends with baited breath. It was a last ditch effort on his part, and though he highly doubted it would work, he really hoped it would. Everyone had fallen silent again, this time waiting for Sakura's reply. But Naruto see her reply in her jade eyes.

A flash of true confusion flashed in the girl's eyes. Like a flood gate, the blonde watched emotions flicker one after another. Confusion: What does he mean what am I talking about? Doubt: Maybe I got it all wrong and I'm way out of line. Realization: He's just trying to trick me. Then, of course, Anger: He's trying to TRICK ME! In another time and place, Naruto probably would've joked about how easy she was to read.

"You know what I'm talking about Naruto! Sasuke told me what happened!"

Mentioning the teme was enough to get him to drop the act. The blonde scowled. Sasuke really was doing a thorough job of ruining his life, and Naruto was begging to believe that he should return the favor. Of course, it would probably be easier to just kill the other teen in a slow and painful manner, but the real satisfaction lay in the payback of the matter. After all, Karma was oh so sweet.

"Oi! Answer me baka!" Sakura was about to give the daydreaming genin a slight shove, but his hand clasped her wrist as soon as she reached towards him.

"Don't touch me." He hissed, and everyone in the room tensed. Naruto glanced around the room, meeting each of the other teens' eyes for the briefest of moments. "What do you want me to say? Yes, I cut? Well, yes I cut."

By now though, nobody needed that confirmation to know it was true. It was obvious as soon as Naruto tried to deny it. Still, hearing the word slip from their friend's mouth made it as hard and real as concrete.

Sakura was shocked by the admittance, though much more concentrated on the bone shattering grip on her wrist. Choji, who had momentarily stopped eating, had resumed doing so, but at a much quicker rate and with his beady eyes locked on him. Kiba alternated between looking confused, freaked out, and ready to kill him. Shikamaru's right hand was stuffed inside his pocket; probably clutching Asuma's lighter as he had taken to doing whenever extremely stressed or upset, and muttered something that looked suspiciously like the word "troublesome." Shino was, of course, unreadable. Though, from the way his head was tilted towards him, Naruto assumed he was watching him. And Neji…Neji did not seemed surprised, though he seemed extremely interested. Perhaps Hinata had told him more than the jonin had let on…

"Naruto!" Sakura squeaked, and Naruto's head snapped back to her.

She was tugging at his hand now, and he realized he must have tightened his grip. Instantly, he released her and his hand shot back to his side. The boy turned away from her, slightly guilty but still seething. He wanted nothing more than to leave, but her body blocked the only door. Normally, he'd considered the window, but after his last failed escape, he didn't really want to try that again. Behind him, the blonde sensed his teammate's arm which was once more outstretched to touch him, but this time she drew it back.

"Naruto, answer my question."

"Which one? You only asked about forty." He snapped back, but it seemed Sakura was regaining her confidence.

"Why did you lie to me this morning?" Naruto rolled his eyes.

"Oh, please. Don't take it as a personal attack or anything. I lie to everyone, in case you haven't noticed, so don't be surprised if you find out everything I say is a lie. Like right now, for—"

"How could you hurt yourself, baka!" The blonde flinched at the yelling and turned to Kiba. Once again, he saw his friend's anger change into confusion, then anger once more. The genin averted his gaze feeling another stab of guilt. Things were much easier when he didn't have to worry about annoying things like guilt.

"I have my reasons."

"Well they better be some pretty good ones, cuz I'm about ten seconds from knocking some sense into you!" Instantly, the guilt evaporated

"Oh shut up! What do you know about anything? All of you are spoiled brats. Nice houses, nice families, some of you are even heirs. Please. Don't act like you know anything about me if you don't. All of you are ignorant, and nothing is more annoying than an arrogant idiot."

"Naruto—"

"Don't Naruto me Sakura! You're one of the worst. Prancing around with your head held high because you're the Hokage's apprentice. You pride yourself in the leaps you've taken in becoming stronger and in becoming a great medicalnin. But it wasn't as if you could get worse."

"You were so useless back then. Sasuke and I always had to protect you, save you. Kami, were you pathetic. Everything was at your disposal: perfect chakra control, astounding memory and mind, even ambition to impress Sasuke, as useless and degrading an ambition as it was. But you still couldn't do anything. You had wasted your time fawning like any other idiot fangirl, instead of being thankful for what was right in front of you. You know, you haven't changed. Not really. Inside, you're still a useless little girl pining for something you can't have. Whether it's after Sasuke, or the latest gossip, you're exactly the same."

Sakura stared at the blonde, shocked and shaken. Actually, her hands were truly shaking. There had to be some kind of mistake; Naruto would never have said this to her. Very few people knew how humiliated and self-conscious she was of her genin days, of the days were she woke and lived to impress Sasuke. Of course, her blonde teammate would be one of them, having been by her side at those very moments, and then witnessed the incredible change afterwards. But he would never try to use this self-consciousness against her. Naruto wasn't that cruel; he couldn't be that cruel!

But he had, and what's worse: he meant every word of it. The icy blue eyes told the truth. And if Naruto meant it, others must think the same way. Even after all of her hard work, she hadn't changed.

Naruto watched Sakura silently wither beneath his gaze. The Kyuubi container wanted to sigh. She was easier to break than Kakashi was! At least he had prepared the speech for Kakashi; that work of art was years in the making. But Sakura? Please, he'd made that monologue on the spot. Of course, he had known her weaknesses; they were as bright as day after all, but the girl could fight back just a little! How did his teammates survive this long when they were already so emotionally unstable? Better yet, how could anyone blame him for cutting when they looked like they were about to jump off a cliff themselves!

"Oi! Why are you acting like such a teme, Naruto?" Kiba yelled, having finally recovered from shock at the blonde's earlier response.

"Well I don't know dog boy, maybe it's because I've been locked up and questioned non-stop for the last two days? Or maybe it's because everyone now assumes I'm suicidal and have been suspended for ninja duty until I'm 'stable'? Or maybe, just maybe, because all my so-called friends who have never cared about me before, suddenly start screaming at me and judging me when they have no right to!"

The room fell into a state of shocked silence. For a few never-ending seconds, the only sounds were Naruto's quiet panting after having screamed those last words as loud as he could. Finally, Shikamaru spoke, his voice no longer in its ever lazy, drawling tone.

"So that was why you were arrested." Naruto almost laughed.

"Yes, captain state-the-obvious, that was why I was arrested."

"You," Sakura started, but hesitated. "You don't believe all of that do you?" The blonde sighed in an irritated manner.

"Believe what Sakura?"

"That we never cared about you before." Naruto turned to stare at her, his expression unreadable.

"Yes." Instantly, several people in the room made to object, but the genin kept talking. "That's exactly what I think. Because, when you think about it, it's the truth." The male seemed slightly out of it; his voice a little too soft and dreamy, his eyes not particularly focused on a certain place.

"I've know most of you guys since the Academy days. Me, Choji, and Shikamaru used to play in the little park by the river after school. You know, you never once stayed long enough to realize I had to walk home alone, let alone asked me why one of my parents didn't pick me up. Even later when you guys realized I was an orphan, you didn't care that I had to walk by myself. You never asked if I was lonely, or if I was afraid. No one bothered to ask what it was like living alone, though I know many asked Sasuke especially right after the massacre. Nobody asked me anything, really."

"Even later, when we became the rookie nine, no one bothered. Some would ask, "How have you been", but no one listened to the answer. Things got a little better after I returned from my trip with Jiraiya, but I must have been nothing more than a shiny new toy because that didn't last very long. Everyone always spoke of me, but not to me. I was right in front of all of you, but I was nothing more than invisible."

"You weren't invisible Naruto."

"Wasn't I Sakura?" The teen snapped, coming back to reality. "If you could see me, why didn't you see when I was upset? Why didn't you see the scar on my wrist?"

"You hid it too well from us! If only you had told us—"

"If only I had told you. Oh yes, if only I had. Then you could have stuck me in a mental hospital much earlier, right? It wasn't as if I didn't give you all the information you needed to lock me up. I gave you so many hints! But, of course, you needed it in writing did you. You needed a banner with bright orange letters, hanging from the Hokage's faces. Well, forget it. It's too late now. Everything's too late now."

And just like that, the boy seemed to deflate. His head fell against his chest, his eyes resolute on one of the feet of the couch. It was as if the tank had gone from full to empty in a second flat, and everything screeched to a halt. The blonde was exhausted, not so much from the yelling, but from what he was actually saying. Now that he had finally stopped, he could regret speaking at all. If he had been thinking properly, he would have just let them think whatever they wanted to think about him, rather than play their game. Now, he'd given them a part of his soul. It seemed that his life was nothing more than one mistake after another nowadays.

No one knew what to say to that, though it wasn't for lack of trying on Sakura's part. She tried, and failed, several times to talk to the blonde, but each word died on her lips. When she finally managed to get a meek "oh, Naruto, I never—"out, but the plea fell on deaf ears. Everyone else, who didn't bother to say anything, realized there was nothing to say.

Eventually, Naruto looked at them again and a single shiver went through the group, even Shino and Neji. There was no one behind the blue tinted glass of the blonde's eyes; there wasn't anything at all. Before their eyes, the life had been sucked out of the friend, and a doll was left in its place. With a mixture of awe and fear, they watched as the dummy walked to the door. Sakura, who still stood in front of the door, moved out of his way in the same zombie like state in which he walked, and turned to see him open the door. At first they all thought he was signaling for them to go, but when they stood, he walked out. When the looked into the hall, he was already gone.

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Hinata was extremely exhausted, indeed. She had long ago reached the point where her feet were nothing but props and her mind had retreated into a state of minimal understanding to preserve energy. Her "training session" with her father would be better named a "beat the daughter into submission session". After all, despite her years of training and her striving to become stronger, she was still a child compared to her father's experience and strength. In previous training sessions, though in general she attempted to avoid them entirely the best she could, her father typically took the offensive stance, as defense was her specialty. However, her punishment was not limited to eternal imprisonment, but being repeatedly knocked to the ground by Hakkeshou Kaiten, followed by the sealing of her tenketsu.¹

All that being said, it's understandable that she did not walk into her room; she tripped. She did not plop onto her bed; she fell face first onto the sheets. And she did not mumble against the cloths; she moaned and groaned in a strange harmony of exhausted happiness. Mere moments after resting her head, it became obvious the girl was standing in relevé² on the line of consciousness, and a black out sounded as good as Naruto's voice in her ears. And unconsciousness would be hers the moment she closed her eyes.

The knock at her door followed her cousin's entrance. Hinata knew it had to be Neji what with the way he did not say anything upon entering, opting to stand silently within the door frame. Had it been Hanabi she would have immediately announced her reason for coming into her room.

"Your team came to speak to you today." The male announced casually, or as casually her normally uptight cousin could manage. Suddenly, the extra painful training session made slightly more sense.

"What about nii-san?" Her words were whispers, but considering her condition, she was fairly proud that she could speak the words at all.

"They wanted to see Naruto. I told them where they could find him when your father told them to leave." In an instant, her exhaustion was unimportant and no longer had any room in her confusion filled mind. The girl sat up, turning to face her cousin, balancing her body weight on her shaking arms. His face was passive as it always was, but his eyes watched her with an emotion foreign on him, curiosity. Was her cousin curious? Could her cousin be curious? If so, than he was not the only one.

"Wh—why?"

"I wanted to see if he'd tell them the truth." He replied easily. Hinata had already explained to Neji of Naruto's 'condition' or rather, his 'situation'. What's more, he took it exceedingly better than she had. He seemed to understand that Naruto did not want others yelling at him, but that, however, did not correspond with his action of sending others to him who would only cause a crisis. In fact, it conveyed the exact opposite.

"An—and? Did—Did he?"

"Not by choice." Hinata stood.

"What do you mean?"

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The girl's knees buckled as she landed on the branch. Her muscles strained to remain tense, though they were so overworked that they shook at the mere idea of keeping her upright. Of course, she didn't risk sitting down, for fear she may faint and fall to the rough forest floor below. Luckily, she was only a few trees from the Uchiha compound. Once Neji explained what had happened earlier, she couldn't stay at home knowing Naruto was so upset. Her cousin understood, and agreed to cover for her while she was gone, a fact she was thankful for as it was improbable to create a shadow clone in her condition. Now that she thought about it, however, she realized he had agreed before she'd told him she was going.

Her landing on the last tree was inelegant and gawky, but it was a landing nonetheless. Despite her need of stealth, the teen was panting loudly and rapidly. Beneath her, the branch shook and the rough bark scratched the palm she was resting on the trunk. Of course, if the bark had not been rugged, she would have slid to her death long ago, so she could care less about the scratches. Her vision was starting to blur, but she was sure she wasn't imaging the slight smudge of blonde on the roof three houses, and two trees, over. As her vision righted itself, she saw that the splotch was part of a figure. With the last bit of her energy, she jumped from her tree to the next, then to the next after that. Finally, she found a tree where she could see the figure clearly. Just as she expected, the figure was none other than Naruto.

The Hyuuga girl struggled to breathe properly. Under the leisurely setting sun, her love's flaxen hair shone forebodingly, and the way his head was intent on the ground below… She believed Naruto when he said he wasn't suicidal; she would believe him if he said she wasn't Hyuuga Hinata. Still, his clear eyes were outlined by the dusk, and the twilight was ominous. The heiress planned on watching the other teen from afar, as she always had done, but now it was hard to stay away from him.

"I'm not going to kill myself." Her head jerked at his voice. The cool wind seemed to carry the sound over the distance, rather than mask it with each gust. She had thought she was hidden from the male, but now his words proved otherwise. The girl moved to come into sight, but was stopped by a second voice.

"I didn't say you were."

At first, she thought the figure was Sasuke, but the voice wasn't his. The similarities, however, were striking and she hypothesized that this mystery figure was Uchiha Itachi.

Hinata had yet to see the ex-nukenin, before or after his return. It could even be said that she was avoiding him, though whether it was consciously or subconsciously she couldn't very well say. Now that she had seen him, he very well did seem to be a murder, certainly more of one than the boy next to him. The man had a menacing air about him, and she didn't plan on making his acquaintance any time soon.

"But that's what you're thinking. What else would a 'would-be-suicidal-cutter' be doing on top of a roof?"

"Trying to get away." Naruto snorted.

"Well that didn't work too well now, did it?"

"Perhaps." Besides the rustling of the two males' clothes and the wind, it was quiet. Then, Naruto laughed.

"You know, I was kinda hoping it was Sasuke-teme coming up. Then I could have pushed him off."

"I believe Sasuke-kun is avoiding you."

"Teme's got a bit self-preservation after all."

"Your…falling out was very vocal." Naruto sighed.

"It wasn't a 'falling out'. Whatever that means."

"Hn. I believe Sakura went to speak with him after you disappeared."

"That explains the crying. Didn't think she was actually crying for me. Teme couldn't have been too happy that she let it spill that he blabbed. Wonder if the teme let her have it."

"Hn." Again the twilight was silent. "You are fairly quiet."

"Yeah," the blonde shook his head, "guess I'm all talked out for the day."

"Hn." Naruto turned, and though she couldn't tell exactly, she could guess he glared.

"Oh I know what you're thinking. You think they've finally gotten to me, finally broken me down."

"Perhaps." The fair haired boy sighed.

"They didn't break me. I am broken."³

"Hn."

"Is that all you temes can say!"

"Hn." The demon container growled in frustration, and turned to look at the dying sun. In turn, the Uchiha stood. "…Despite what you're thinking, your friends do care. You should speak to them."

Naruto chuckled.

"Well I can't just leave her in the tree, can I?" Crimson snuck across her face, and instead of coming into view, she slunk further into the cover of the tress. The blue-eyed boy let her do so, at least until Itachi had returned into the house. Once he had, he called out to Hinata.

"Come on over. You didn't sneak out to stand in a tree all night." Despite the fact that she had, she came forward, and managed to make her way to the roof top. Once again, her vision became distorted, but thankfully she retained her balance on the tiled roof top despite her wooziness. Naruto smiled.

"I'm guessing Neji told ya everything, right?" The Hyuuga nodded fervently, though she mostly concentrated on sitting without falling. "Figures."

His voice had taken a sour tone, and Hinata turned to look at him. He in turn wasn't looking at her; in fact, he didn't seem to be looking at anything in particular. Actually, he'd taken on the similar look he'd had before Itachi's arrival; of despair, of defeat. As she made the connection, Naruto seemed to snap out of it.

"Speaking of Neji, he told me something too." He turned to stare at the girl with a look she knew too well; one of disapproval. "You really shouldn't be here."

"What—" The girl moved, turned, and suddenly the dizziness returned.

"They'll give you a caged bird seal* if they find out. You shouldn't be here." Hinata truly was trying, she was trying with all her might, but his words made no sense. It was all foreign to her ears, and more than a little intimidating.

"Naruto-kun,"

"I mean it. You can't—Hinata?" The sun was beautiful today. The remaining rays clutched the surroundings, intermingling with the sky, the trees, and even more astounding, Naruto. It was as if he was merely an extension of the sun, and though his face seemed awfully worried, he seemed too serene to have such emotions. In fact, the two blended into one another as her vision became more blurred. But the sun must be setting quickly, because it was getting dark fast. "Hinata!"

¹ The first in English is "Eight Divination Palms of the Hand, Heavenly Spin" wow ain't that a mouth full. The tenketsu are the connectors that open and close the flow of chakra. Come on, you watched the Chuunin exams didn't you?

² Ballet move, dunno if it's spelled right though. It's when you're standing on your toes…yea, dance class is starting to get to me XD

³ From House (though I probably changed a word or two). Is it just me, or is this season dumber?

* Okay, so I was right about this being the name, stupid website lied to me! XD THANKS Kyuubi's Vixen ^^

HA! FINALLY, FINALLY UP! Omg, 2 colds, many projects, gazillion tests, and then, of course, CLUBS (I have a club for every day of the school week…except Tuesdays…which I may have one for that too soon T-T) have eaten away at my life. T-T BUT I have a three day weekend this week! ^^ So yea, it's all work though -_-'.

Also, I think my English Teacher, ie the CD, has made me hate writing. *GASP!* I didn't think it was possible, but apparently IT IS! I have lost all will to read, write, and NOW to SPEAK. I mean, COME ON! She totally gave another girl in my class all the credit for my epiphany because SHE put it on the "blog". Grr, I almost started swearing. .''' STILL, I will SOLDIER on and write fanfiction ^^. FORGET HER! If I end up moving this summer, I am SO giving her a piece of my mind at the end of the school year :P (Don't dare do it earlier, cuz I'm barely getting a good grade as it is). I mean, I'm not THAT crappy a writer…am I? O.o ;_;

Anyway, I'm just glad I got this chap up. I wasn't all too happy how it turned out (at least the Hinata part), but I think it's cuz I'm really upset. (I write well depressed, but not ANGRY gggrrrr!!!)

Here's my q for this chapter:

Do you have a teacher you REALLY hate? If you're no longer in school, did you use to have one?

Please tell me I'm not the only one, cuz this is my first teacher that I would truly drop outta school just so I wouldn't have to have her. (Many others feel the same ^^)

UBYFBZ!!! (There's some voodoo on you! :P REVIEW!)

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