Naruto's p.o.v

I stare into Sasuke's dilated pupils. This can't be good. Do I need someone to watch him all the time? He brushes past me quickly trying to act as if I wasn't there. I chase after him. This is all my fault, and I can't let anyone know what's going on. I finally catch up to him.

"Sasuke you need to go back to your room", I say.

"I want AIIIII!", he shouts angrily.

"Ai isn't coming back, so just go back to your room", I say.

"Noooo, I need her", he says.

I pick him up and carry him to his room.

"Put me down nowww!", he yells.

"Will you shut up?", I say.

He left the door wide open so I walk in and shut it behind me. I lay him down on the sofa gently. He begins to freak out.

"Ai and I were supposed to", he says.

"Sasuke she's gone, and she's not giving you anything tonight so be quiet", I yell.

It's silent for a short period of time. Sasuke looks at me with a blank stare which quickly turns into an infuriated glare. Stare me down all you want Sasuke, but I'm not letting you chase after her.

"Fine I'll just beat the crap out of you and do it with you instead!", Sasuke yells.

He's not being serious, is he?

He pushes me backwards into a wooden coffee table, which has been replaced by the glass one which is easily breakable. Luckily, the wooden table didn't have a scratch, but I did. Blood dripped from the side of my cheek. Sasuke gets up and furiously kicks me. Get up. He begins to stomp on my rib cage, and I hear a few ribs crack. I scream in pain. Get up, and fight back. I don't move a muscle. I am still sore from the fight we had last week. One of my stitches pop. Why…why is it so hard for me to fight back?

-Flash back-

I was 5 five when I met my foster mom. I was so scared, and so many thoughts ran through my head. Is she mean? When will daddy come back to get me? I don't want to live with her.

She showed me around her small ranch like house. It was a nice place to stay. She gave me toys to play with, and always cooked for me. She's not so bad after all. Everything was great. I went to a public elementary school, and everything was fine. The kids were nice to me, and I made a lot of new friends. After a few months with living with me, she started seeing this man named Kyo Kouno. I never really knew the man that well. When ever he was over my mom sent me to a friend's house, or called my baby sitter to take me out for ice cream. They went out for 6 years, and when he asked her we had to move in with him. She said yes. That's when everything began to change.

The moving was chaotic. I had to leave all my friends behind, and I teared up a little when I left my school. My mom told me that things will get better, but when I met Kyo, I knew things would only get worst. He looked like one of those creepers who sat alone at the park watching little kids play on the play ground. He was 32 years old, but my mom was only 28. For a 32 year old he looked about 25. He had blue eyes and dark brown hair, and was ridiculously tall, and strong. He lived alone and worked at a major company in Konoha. He was rich, and his house was huge.

They sent me to a public school, and that was just the beginning of my troubles. No one really talked to me. Everyone had a group of people they talked to, and it was hard to find a place where I belonged. I graduated elementary school, and then he proposed to her over the summer. She took the ring, and had the biggest smile almost every day over the summer. I was happy that she was happy, but it still did't feel right.

Kyo wanted me to go to a private school, so my mom, as always, agreed with Kyo and sent me to a private school. I've never been to a worst place in my life. Everyone there was stuck up, rich, and snotty. In 6th grade I had absolutely no friends. I tried to talk to people, but they often didn't say much. People sometimes whispered about me, but never actually said anything to me. I was beaten up a few times by 8th and 7th graders. I was small, so I couldn't do much. Kids would pick on me in the hallways and spread nasty rumors. I told my mom I hated the school, and she asked Kyo if I could go to a different school. He told me to suck it up. My mom and him got into a big fight about it. Kyo hit my mom, and that's when I knew that there was something wrong with him. She didn't say a word to him for a few days. They apologized, and that was it.

My mom made me stay at the private school. Kyo and my mom began to fight more, and it got very physical. Everyday she would have a new scar from a fight. She would turn to me and say "Everything will be fine, don't worry about it". Whenever she said that it would make me worry even more. Kyo spent more time with me than he did with my mom. It was strange because he never really talked to me to begin with. When ever he got in a fight with my mom, which was at least once or twice every three days, he would come into my bed room. He nagged me about how I needed to stay away from her and that she was going through some kind of phase. I didn't believe any of the stuff he told me, but I agreed with him just to get him to stop talking about it.

He started coming into my room more often, and we hung out more often. The first place we ever went together was a carnival. He paid for all the food, and we played games. We had a blast, but it was just me and him hanging out together. That's how it was every time we went out; he called it "father to son bonding time". Maybe this guy isn't so bad after all.

I would ask him about why I couldn't leave school. He told me that men don't quit what they start. When my mom and him got into fights at night, he would come into my bedroom and sleep on my bed. It was annoying sleeping with him. He was always rolling over me and touching me. Every night he slept with me we would say a prayer, it was always the same prayer every night.

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to keep. If I die before I wake I pray the lord my soul to take. Amen.

Things never got better, and I should've realized that it would only get worst. My mom always had some type of bruise or cut on her face. She had the weirdest excuses for them. I didn't believe her at all, so I asked my dad why mom had cuts and bruises all the time. He told me not to worry about it, but I worried about it anyways.

I decided to do some spying. When my mom would fight with him he would always send me to my room. One night I came down stairs and witnessed Kyo smacking my mom. I came to stand in front of my mom when he was about to hit her. He punched me in the face. My mom paniced and called an ambulance, and lied to them saying that I fell down the stairs. I was on the floor crying, and Kyo was too. Blood was everywhere and It felt as if someone had thrown a brick at my face. The ambulance finally arrived and took me to the emergency room. I left the hospital feeling better physically, but destroyed emotionally.

After that event my mom and Kyo stopped fighting. School was finally over and it was summer time. Kyo and my mom got married, which was probably the dumbest mistake she's ever made. I tried talking her out of doing it, and she ignored me. She told me she loved him, I honestly don't see how she could love someone who used to beat her up. She told me he promised that he would never do it again. Kyo was the biggest liar I've ever known in my life.

The pattern started again, but it was worst. There was a louder and bigger fight every night. Kyo would come into my room and sleep with me. I asked him why he couldn't sleep on the couch instead. He told me that the couch wasn't comfortable. He was lying; we owned the fanciest, nicest, couches around. Kyo just wanted someone to sleep next to, which resulted into him asking me about weird, gross, sexual things. I told him to stop asking weird questions. I got fed up with him, but he said that he needed to know the answers to his questions. I decided to sleep on the couch instead of my room. This made Kyo very angry.

He made a new rule saying that I had to sleep in my room at night under any circumstances. He didn't have a reason, but my mom agreed with him. The nights felt longer, and after a while he stared sleeping in my room every night, even when he wasn't in a fight with my mom. I asked him why he wouldn't sleep with my mom, and he would say his usual annoying catch phrase that my mom would say. "Don't worry about it", but as usual, I worried about it. The guy was really beginning to freak me out.

Long chapter. What do you think is going on with Naruto's foster father? Remember to review :D