Chapter 3

Gaara S.

I walked down the hall to my next patient. I was really looking forward to lunch so I could talk to Itachi more, but, I guess I can go down there after I have met this Gaara kid.

I went up to the door and gave it a knock.

A red headed boy an intricate tattoo on his head answered the door. He had dark eyeliner underneath his eyes and bright green eyes… He looked so familiar.

"Ya?"

Gaara Subaku.! I should have remembered!!!

"Naruto is that you?!?"

I ran over and hugged Gaara.

"Ya, Oh my god I haven't seen you in so long!! I missed you!"

Gaara gave me a pat on the back.

A long time ago Gaara and I were best friends. So I couldn't even consider that I would see him here! He moved away when I was thirteen, because his father got another job in Suna…

"What are you doing here Naruto…?"

As I let go of him I gave him an angry look.

"What do you mean "What am I doing hear?" What are YOU doing here?!?"

Gaara went silent. He kept the door open but walked to his bed and sat down. He held his head in his hand shaking it like a bobble head doll.

"It's hard to put in plain words…"

I walked over and sat right next to him.

"Gaara you can tell me anything…"

He looked up to me with a tint of sadness in his eyes.

"Naruto, I-I see things. They speak back to me. I have names for all of them. Their existent to me and the doctors say that it's not healthy."

I gave a little smirk and patted him on the back. If that's all, I'm happy. I just want him to be content. I just didn't want his desire to be dead. I don't want him to be suicidal. That's all that matters…

"Gaara there is medication for that… You're not crazy. A lot of people have that sometimes. It's not your fault that you're here; it's just like a flu that will go away… I promise."

He raised his head and gave me a genuine smile. A cheerful smile.

"Thanks. But I know I'm not as bad off as a lot of people here… I have learned a lot of things from this place. A place like this teaches you that you should be grateful with what you have…"

"Believe me I know… Have you looked around? Pretty much everyone in here has a sad story… Everyone in here is unique…"

Gaara gave a whole-hearted laugh. He also wacked me in the back of the head.

I grabbed Gaara's hand and wrestled me to the ground. We play fought for awhile till I saw the time.

"I think we should go to lunch now, Gaara. You also have to help me understand this place. From what I have learned this is kind of like a high school and from my experience in high school I think I'm going to need some help."

"You got it…"

I ran to the door with Gaara and sped down the halls to the lunch room.

We walked into a room filled to the brink with people. Holy shit it was high school.

I looked around at all the little groups of people. There was the anger-management patients who were sitting near the trash can whispering rumors about the psychosis people who sat near the doors readying their escape. Then there was the Post-traumatic stress distorter people sitting in the corner all huddled up in a circle every once in a while glancing at the angry patients.

It was like everyone had a feud with each other. The suicidal kids sat in the back of the cafeteria either talking to each other or writing in journals.

Lastly there was the middle table it was somewhat conjoined one of all different kinds of patients. That's were my eyes settled.

All of my patients seemed to sit there…

I looked over to what I think sub-consciously I was looking for.

Sasuke who had a salad in his hands walked to the middle table. He eyes glazed which seemed to be the asset that you paid attention to. He always looked like he either didn't care, or wasn't all there. Like when I first met him, he talked trance-like…

Wherever Sasuke walked there were at least 5 people looking at him. He was like the King bee. Maybe Queen if his hair was a tiny bit longer.

I was about to walk up to him before Gaara grabbed my hand.

"Come on Naruto lets go sit down."

Gaara was actually pulling me in the direction that I wanted to go to. Towards the middle table…

"Hey guys, what's up…?"

When we arrived everyone turned and looked at me, all except Sasuke.

"Yo Naruto."

I turned and saw Itachi waving. As if that's all Itachi had to do, Sasuke looked at me. His glance lingered actually studying me. He gave a slight nod that everyone seemed to notice. That's when the offered me to sit down with them.

"You can sit next to me Naruto, Gaara…" Itachi spoke with a grin.

"Sure…"

I sat down next to Itachi, Gaara mimicking my actions sat down next to me. I was one seat away from Sasuke. Sasuke finality down inspecting me looked away. After that everyone seemed happy to see me. Some even gave me a jealous glare. I guess that one nod meant a lot…

"Naruto, have you been in a place like this before? Like in-patient?" Itachi ask chewing on some crackers.

"Not really but my mom has once. But sometimes I think I should have been here a couple years ago… I just imagine the world as an empty hole sucking up time. So I never really have the chance to stop and think about things like hurting myself…"

Nobody seemed to listen to me expect Itachi. Until HE spoke.

"The deepest people are the ones who've been hurt the most…Like you. Isn't that right…? Naruto…."

Everyone turned to me expecting me to answer. I looked into Sasuke's eyes. They were so blank but at the same time, it was like he knew things that the others don't. He looked right through me.

Even Itachi suddenly stopped eating. He looked at his brother and put his hand over his, like he was comforting him.

"I guess… I admire your intuition Sasuke… But tell me something… If I'm deep and have been through a lot, what are you?"

Everyone gave me horrified glare and scowls. They also awaited Sasuke's answer…

"I am bottomless…"

He picked up his tray and left us all in silence…

I just had to know more about him… So you could guess what I did…

I followed him…

That was chapter three people and this story is only three days old whoooohoooo!

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