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Chapter 14

A bond between two part 1

Itachi's point of view:

I sighed slowing relaxing against my black covers. I pulled out my phone and lazily unlocked it. I could hear muffled yelling from the room just beside mine. I had said I didn't want to know, and hooked up my ear buds to listen to music. I closed my eyes and listened.

"The only fucking-"

I tore the speaker from my ear, anger flowing through my body, "can't I just get a few minutes to myself!" I growled getting off from my bed. I walked to the wall about to bang on it.

"Thing I lied about was that lighting isn't my worst fear, damn it!" I heard the blond's voice.

"What the hell is he talking about?" I thought putting my ear against the wall to listen better. Who would have thought Itachi Uchiha would be eaves dropping.

"Since you already thank I'm lying about everything anyway, I'll say it for the hell of it!" The blond shouted getting louder and loader. I could hear the hurt in his voice. It was even turning hoarse from the stress that has been put on it.

"I fear being rejected, I fear being judged, I fear Kyuubi, I fear ghosts, I fear blood, I fear knives, I fear that every fucking time I close my eyes I'll always be alone, That there is nothing I was meant for besides being a fucking burden to the few people that actually care for me and guess what? The only person that truly cared was you," the blond yelled. I frowned at the sorrow in the young teen's voice and the words that flow through the walls. It sounded really happy earlier, but now it was full of pain and soft whimpers.

"I fear that I will always be nothing, I fear that when my tiny world crumples away that no one would give a shit, and frankly right now I can honestly say no one would!" Naruto growled the last part of his long and dreary list. I slowly looked down about to push off the wall.

"But the one thing that I fear the most is that I trusted you of all the damn people that I could have trusted," I heard the teen scream with all his might, but all that came was a hoarse mess that was trying to get the point across. I clinched my jaws, and tightened my fingers to form a death grip that covered my phone. The little technology was screaming with popping sounds.

"And what makes my fear so much deeper was that I was falling for a bastard like you!"

I dropped my phone, making a huge crack slice through the screen and it to burst apart leaving it a broken pile of technology. "Foolish little brother," I whispered darkly.

"You wanted me to fucking leave so damn badly, you finally got what you always fucking wanted! Good bye Uchiha!" The blond teen roared. It sounded like his throat could have been bleeding how hoarse it was. The hoarseness made him sound fragile along with the blond's soft whimpers. It was like he was crying as he yelled at the other person present in the next room.

"I sure as hell hope you give a shit about your next tortured and damned soul, I also hope you have one hell of a fucking wonderful life damned bastard because I sure as hell won't." I heard the venom the words were laced with just before a door was slammed making the whole house grow with a suffocating silence. Then another door was slammed harshly against the hinges that connected the door to the wall. My shoulders felt heavy and stiff, but I wasn't even in the same room.

"Sasuke!" Mother shouted storming up the stairs. I could hear the thudding of her light body as she practically ran to my little brother's room. I walked past my crippled phone and stormed out of my room.

"What in the hell did you do?" mom shouted throwing the door open. I stalked over behind the women like a shadow. Sasuke was standing completely frozen in the middle of his room, as if time for him has frozen in place.

His head moved to us, his eyes went wide as if he were seeing ghosts. "Sasuke," I growled at my little brother.

"Itachi dial with Sasuke, I need to find Naruto before he gets hit by a car or something there is almost zero visibility out there." Mom demanded before running down the stairs not even waiting for a response. If she did, though, she wouldn't have gotten one.

"What in the hell did you say, little brother?" I rumbled making the hairs on my own neck stand. I glared Sasuke down with my most terrifying stare, the one that I never show unless the person truly pissed me off.

"He was just trash, a liar. I have to admit his little speech was one for the books," he laughed to himself as if he achieved something of greater value from this little conspiracy.

"Sasuke…" my voice was darker than it was previously, which made Sasuke visibly shiver. "You're a complete dumbass. I wasn't even in this room, and I could tell he was screaming his life out for you! If he was a liar than I would be considered a damn failure. Sasuke if he were lying to you he would have never in a million fucking years have said he loved you!" I yelled at my little brother. He stared at me with as if I were the one lying to his face. I took deep breaths trying to get a little of myself under control.

"Little brother, I know for a fact he wasn't lying to you because liars have to thank things over in their head, and keep up with all there lies in the same way. Naruto was shouting at the top of his lungs, and he didn't even pause to think something he was saying over, he was telling the truth." I took a deep breath as a rumbling sound filled the air outside. "If you believe Naruto was fooling you, then you yourself are a fool, whoever told you that Naruto was fooling you was a simpleton that could fool my foolish little brother," I growled stepping forward. "Are you an Uchiha, Sasuke?"

"I-Itachi…" Sasuke whispered backing up.

"If you are, use your head and start acting like one."

"I can't find him! Itachi, Sasuke!" mom shouted through the house. The lights flickered off, and back on after a few seconds.

"He's afraid of thunder" Sasuke whispered with a hoarse voice." He is probably ranning as fast as he can not caring if he slipped and fell. All he can think about when a thunder storm happens is to get away …" Sasuke whispered a look of fear crossed his features.

"Wait a minute he was yelling at you while-"I questioned, but was interrupted by Sasuke.

"Damn it … Damn it, Damn it!" Sasuke yelled as my unfinished sentence processed in his head. "I didn't even-Damn it! How could I be such an idiot?" He shouted covering his face. "He was trying so hard to keep himself from freaking out. Why couldn't I see that? Naruto liar or not, I was the closest to family he had, and I just-Damn it!"

Sasuke shoved past me almost slamming me into the door as he pushed me out of the way. A smirk shifted onto my lips. "That's a good little brother," I whispered closing my eyes in content.

Sasuke's point of view

Never in a million years would I have thought I would have shoved my brother to the side like he was nothing. I dodged my mother and ran out the open door. The first time I found out about the blondes phobia was when we were in my car in the middle of nowhere. It was the first time I actually tried to comfort someone in my life, and it was the first time I ever embraced someone through the whole night trying to keep the fear from their body.

I swiftly slide down the porches steps, and got socked from the pouring rain I hadn't even noticed. The second time a storm came I was at my house, and I couldn't stop worrying about him. So, I drove to his apartment. What I found could have broken anyone's heart clean in two.

His door was cracked open so I took that as an invitation and walked in. At first I didn't think anyone was there just as I turned to leave a crackle of thunder filled the outside world. The dining room table jolted up and a loud cry had filled the air. I closed the door. I found myself walking to the dining room table. I bent down. He hadn't even noticed someone was in his apartment instead he was hugging his thighs, his eyes firmly closed trying to stop the tears rolling down his face, and his lips were opened showing his clinched teeth.

He slowly opened his eyes letting more tears fall down his scarred checks. "S-S-S" he tried to say my name.

"Naruto!" I had shouted and pulled him out of his hiding spot, he protested heavily until I wrapped my arms around his shacking body.

"S-Sasu-ke" he whimpered between his harsh sobs.

"Shh, you're okay, it's just thunder" I whispered tangling my fingers into his blond spicks. "I'm here to scare all of your fears away."

My promise echoed in my head making me growl. "Stop thinking about it, damn it!" I growled. I heard the splashing under my feet, and my heart racing in my ears. The third time it happened, I was consoling him. Right when the soft rumbling roared through the sky Naruto had freaked out and grabbed a hold of me as if I were the cure for his fears. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close.

A sudden spark lite the sky making the pouring rain light up with something close to glowing. The sound that came with it was so loud. I focused on any sounds besides the pitter patters of ran, and my heavy footsteps, but nothing happened.

"Naruto!" I shouted. The only sound I got in return was the heavy drumming against the ground by the rain. "Where are you?" I whispered, but it was covered by a rumbling sound that filled the rainy afternoon.

Naruto's point of view;

My heart raced in my chest and my eyes wear glued shut while my legs ran on an invisible line. The sound of cars honking blared through the rain and the rolling thunder. My eyes opened, but they were blurred with unshed tears and the Rain that poured all around me. A car skidded past me, splashing me with muddy water. I forced my eyes closed, and ran faster than I had before.

A face kept appearing in my head one with pale skin, dark onyx eyes, and hair to match. There are three people that could be mistaken for this, but there was only one that I could not get out of my head, Sasuke Uchiha. I felt my body jolt forwards. I didn't have much time to see what had happened because my body was sliding against wet concrete.

I screamed silently while pain was slicing through my body from not only my open cuts, but the ones no one could see. My body lied there being pounded in the ground by rain so close together I could hardly find the air in between the beads of water. A crackling roar filled the dark sky as if screaming at me telling me to go hide in a corner becuase that will always be what I'm best at.

My salty tears mixed with the pouring rain. My legs screamed at me as liquid covered them with crimson, but the rain tried to cleanse them as it came down on me. "Are you okay?" I could faintly hear to my left. A large hand was grabbing my shoulder as if I were a hurt victim needing to be saved.

"Get the hell away from me!" I screeched looking up at the man. "I don't need any help from any one, so get lost!"

"Listen kid, you'll catch a cold if you stay out here" He tried again letting my words slip through his mind without touching a single brain cell. He knelt down and tried to help me up. "You're freezing," he whispered

"No one would care," I whispered to the man. "And neither do I," I whispered, letting the man help my numbed body onto its feet, but he couldn't help anything else. It was like the moment he helped me was the moment I left behind the warmth in my body and left just a shell to heal itself, but it felt so numb I couldn't even feel the warmth that was sinking into my soaked clothes from the man's hand.

"Don't talk you've lost quite a lot of blood," He explained.

"Don't help me. I'll just disappoint you too just like every other person that came into my life." My body felt like a soggy noddle, as it swayed from side to side.

"Don't say that, I can help you." The man whispered to me.

"I don't want anyone helping me," I growled. My head slowly looked up to see a man with brown hair with eyes to match. He looked familiar, why is that? "All I'm worth is to be a punching bag for those who see me worthy as much."

"Don't make me fucking hit you! Don't talk about yourself like that," the man roared shacking my shoulders as if I needed to wake up. A soft rumble filled the air around us and then a bigger one. I clinched my teeth together. "A-are you-"the man trailed off.

Tears rolled down my face mixing with rain and blurring my vision. My stomach gave a painful twist. "It wouldn't make a difference to me if you hit me once or beat me until my body was covered in bloody bruises, it doesn't change the fact that I will always be alone" I said clinching my fists. My voice echoed over and over in my head.

Am I truly alone? No, but it feels like I am, just little me against the big bad world again and again, do I ever learn? No one would ever come back for me so why would I give a shit and try again … maybe I'm better off alone., in my little corner hiding from everything the world has to offer.

"Well you will always be alone if you keep pushing everyone away," the teen said a smile curled on his face. His face, it was lying. It felt like it was lying, like I shouldn't trust it, his smile, his eyes, his everything just screamed rejection. If I say that maybe I'm better off at being the bad guy as well. If my whole life is a lie maybe I should make everything true, what everyone at my old school was saying about me.

"Get away from me!" I shouted shoving his hands way from my shoulders. The action almost made me fall, but I didn't care. "Stay away from me, you're just like everyone else," I shouted pointing my finger at the man. His frown made the weird marks on his face stretch.

"Everyone else would have walked away from you and went on with their business," the teen shouted

"Hey Kiba what's up?" a teen asked running up to the man in front of me. "Hey foxy."

My eyes widened, and my stomach clinched itself painfully making me grab it with one of my handcuffed hands. Better now than never. "Shut the hell up!" I growled glaring at the teen that just arrived. Then, I looked back at the teen known as Kiba "I don't know who you guys are trying to fool, but I'm not looking for a friend any more. So, you can drop the nice guy act! The last time I talked to you guys you throw me into a trash can, like I was some type of trash, but ya'know what the only trash I see is the people standing in front of me"

The teen frowned stepping back, "don't talk to my friend, or me like that!" The teen known as Kiba shouted pointing at my face. I couldn't help myself, my throat let out a deep chuckle then it exploded out in a full on laughter.

"What in the hell is so funny, Foxy?" the brunette asked. My laughter ended with the sound of thunder echoing across the sky.

"If I don't stop pushing people away I'll always be alone you said, but what about all the people that have pushed me away?" I asked looking into the man's eyes. "You said that you wanted to help me, but after I said something in my own defense you yelled at me telling me that I shouldn't talk to you and your friend like I did," I said an evil grin crawled onto my face. "Your words are empty."

"Why can't I shut up? I change my mind. I-I don't want to be the bad guy. I just want to hide in my corner" my inner self shouted banging on the walls around it. "Then again I don't know what I was expecting. We started out on the wrong foot," I said looking up at him. His eyes where glowing with rage. "Stop talking you load mouth" my inner self pleaded and begged, but never did the outside listen to the little voice that shrunk inside my head. "And you are just like everyone else, do you want to know what everyone else is like, triangles?" I asked stepping forward getting into the teen's face. "Everyone that has been in my life only cares about themselves and the lives that will affect there's."

"Are you saying I'm selfish?" Triangles shouted. The teen stepped forward ready to knock my head out from between my shoulders.

"Oh please, I wasn't just saying that you have to know. Everyone else could go die in a hole for all I cared!" I shouted, but in the next moment a fist was connected with my right cheek bone. My body flew backwards, and splashed into the water that gathered there. Pain shot through the bruising flesh.

"You son of a bitch, you son of a fucking bitch I can't believe you!" the teen shouted. Kiba slammed down on top of me punching my face with both of his fists. "All I wanted to do was help then you go saying shit like that, foxy!" the teen shouted. Pain was shooting through my face, but it took away the numbness if only for a little while.

My vision started to darken, all I could feel was pain, and numbness. "Kiba! Stop!" I could faintly hear. He was the best thing that has ever happened to me, but I can't find it in me to say that he was the worst because in reality he was the best no matter what I'm feeling right know. It's my fault I wasn't strong enough to hold on to the one thing I cared the most about, Sasuke….

"He's not moving!"

"Serves him right."

I felt the teen standing up off my body.

"Shouldn't we move him out of the rain or something?"

"didn't you hear him, he could die for all I cared, he is a waste of my time, so let's just go. Besides it's not like he would do it for

"Maybe, but I can't Shack the feeling that he wanted you to attack him like that…"

"You're looking too much into this. Foxy is just a bastard that can't get over himself."

"…if you say so"

"Splash … splash … splash … drip drop drip drop-"for a while that was all I heard the thunder had dolled down, but it was still pouring rain. I couldn't say how long I laid there, but it felt longer than it should have. I just didn't have the determination to go home … home what is a home? Is it a place that can be called a house? Or is it … a person? I could remember reading a small part in my god father's book. A person in it said that the person that you love is your home. Without that person you are broken.

I wonder if I had met Sasuke before Kyuubi, would he still be with me, or would Kyuubi find a way to break me, and throw me away? I wonder what would have happened to Kyuubi if I had died long ago, would he find another person to torture or would he be happier? I wonder where is my home at the moment? Is he seating at his spiny chair doing all of his homework? Is he laughing at me while my body gets soaked with cold water? What's the point in all of these questions? Is … is he looking for me?

My eyelids slowly closed leaving the world in a dark cloud where nothing mattered. I would be better off not thinking what ifs when I know he wouldn't give me a second chance. "But you didn't do anything!" my inner self cried out in my head. "It doesn't matter if I did anything or not, he wouldn't forgive me either way because he's Sasuke Uchiha, I've never seen him change his mind without something large being thrown his way…"

My world fell into silence my little inner self losing the inspiration to talk. The sound of rain fell onto my ears and the soft hammering of the rain was the only thing I could feel besides the cold water gathering to my sides. The cold steel around my wrists were cutting into my skin making my hand's cry out for me to do something so they wouldn't be in pain.

Did I really want him to attack me and leave me like I was? Maybe I did, maybe I did. It's hard to say the answer could be as simple as wanting to be punished for what I did, or didn't do. Why do questions swirl in my head when I don't even know the answers?

"Naruto!"

My body shook by something other than the cold and my will. I groaned not wanting to move from my spot. I felt my body being lifted up by something. I felt my body swaying as something carried me to some place … who was it? Why was someone calling for me?

My eyes slowly opened and a figure was standing only about 20 feet away from me, his breathing heavy, his chest moving with his need for oxygen, his clothes dipping wet and clinging to his skin like some type of crazed fan girl. Blue eyes meet black.

"Sasuke,"

CLIFF HANGER! what the fuck is wrong with me i wanna know what happens next! well anyway review if you wish.

until next time bye bye!

~to be continued~