AN-Okay so this is the next chapter. I wrote this today because…well today was plainly just very very shitty -_- I was getting depressed and then my boredness came to play and Wah-la! The new chapter was born.

Now I wanna warn you this chapter is another angst but I had planned to do this one form the beginning. I'm sorry people but in truth if you count this one and two others they might be full of angst. and naruto wont come to play untill two chapters. so your going to have to wait to find out what has happened to poor naru. But the next chapter is KakuHida…or is it TwT I know I just confused you but confusing you people is what I do best.

I also made this because I probably wont be making a chapter for a few weeks. Mostly because I am a 15 year old girl and am in freshmen and have to do exams. Stupid Spanish I have to study…and biology…and math. English Guitar and gym are fine with me though =3

Anyway this chapter was needed because well…it just shows you why he is the way he is. Its not his fault. Why he does the things he does and whatnot. Oh you will find oiut in this chapter.

REVIEW PLEASE!

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Warning- A LOT OF SWEARING IN THIS ONE!

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I was sitting in the corner of my room trying to hide from him. Why was he getting mad at me for what happened again! Its just not fair! I was still hurt and bleeding from the cut across my arm and the hole in my head. No I didn't get shot but my head had gotten slammed into the concrete behind my school. And for the cut on my arm? For some reason people think its alright to cause me more scarring because I've been scarred many other times by either other people or just my misfortune.

My name is Tobi Uchiha. Yes I am an Uchiha but I'm not perfect. I know I'm not perfect. I'm not beautiful of flawless like the other Uchiha are.

My dad, Madara, had been sterile yet he wanted a child. So he had told my mother to mate with another so that they could have a child, and fake that they had truly had one together. So that they wouldn't get shunned from not having a true blooded Uchiha. But it hadn't gone as planned and instead of me not being Uchiha I actually had become an Uchiha because my mother had chosen another person from my dads clan to have sex with. Which was a bad mistake.

Soon everybody knew that my dad couldn't have children and for some reason that made him look weak. But a lot of people just thought that his wife had had an affair and that had also made him look bad. So to keep up his reputation and not letting it drop to an extent he kept me a secret…he said I was a disgrace, a non Uchiha. I'm not perfect, but a lot of what he said had made me this way.

He would get mad at me for things that other people would do to me. Beat me up cut me and other things. Horrible things. I almost died by some of the acts that were done to me. Even being raped. Yeah I've been raped plenty of times. The reason why my father was so mad right now. Claiming that I must of liked being pounded in the ass by a stranger. But in truth it wasn't a stranger. Its been the same people who's been raping me for 4 years yet my dad wont do anything about it, or call in the police because the Uchiha are connected to the police.

I was shaking and cradling my head, trying not to black out. I was losing a lot of blood wasn't I? I looked at my hand to see it shaking and covered in my blood again. Great, another head wound. And another reason for my problems. Because of all the head trauma I have faced in my life I had become somewhat mentally messed up. don't even get me started. A lot of times I start acting like a 5 year old or talking in third person saying tobi this and tobi that. But its not my fault! Its not like I'm trying to act like a god damn idiot. I've beat to many times to count by bullies or my dad that I think soon enough I wont be thinking anything any more and just be brain dead.

I Stood up shakily and I felt woozy as I looked at myself in the mirror. I was paler meaning I was soon probably going to pass out or I was going to die. I couldn't really tell anymore. I had dark bags under my onyx eyes as I clutched my stomach with my good arm. My clothes were wrecked with holes and dirt marks from being dragged on the concrete and punched and did I say cut? Was I getting to skinny to? I looked like a zombie! Okay not directly like a zombie but I was getting pretty close.

I coughed into my hand and felt me spit up something. I didn't really have to look to guess it was probably my own blood. I wiped my mouth and moved some bangs out of my eyes and looked away from my horrible reflection.

I took a towel from my closet and dabbed at the spot that was bleeding on my head, every once in awhile putting pressure to try and help it clot. But I already knew I was going to need stitches. Great. that's just fantastic. I was going to have to let my dad do the stitches for me which was NOT a good idea! He doesn't trust hospitals because of the information that I am an Uchiha. Is it really that bad? Really? I'm suffering but all he can think about is himself.

"That god damn slut enjoyed it and you know it!" My dad yelled again causing me to wince and remembering the severe pain in my ass, "I don't want a faggot as a son!"

"You don't even treat him as a son! You treat him as if he's a criminal but he's-"

"You have no say in this either! You're a whore to! I bet you slept around a lot of Uchiha's to create that mess of a brat! And it had to be my brother!"

"I told you I was doing it for you! You told me to-"

"I didn't want it to be with Fugaku!" Madara yelled.

"You wanted a child with Uchiha blood. And one that was made a normal way not by any doctor tactics!"

"Dirty fucking whore!"

I sighed in my room, they have this fight every time my mother tries to defend me. Every time she tries to help me. But normally it doesn't help and ends up with her being beat along with me and her crying. I love her so much and that's probably why I'm still till here. I'm 18, I should be able to leave by now but if I do then she would take all his anger on herself. At least with me I take half of it.

But then again…if I run away and leave out of his life, maybe be killed on the way, then maybe he wont be pissed anymore. That his disgrace of a son is gone. Would she truly be safe? Sadly I don't think I would ever know this since whenever I'm around he's pissed.

I pulled the rag off of my head and braced myself on the wall of my bedroom, leaving a bloody handprint there. Why am I trying to clot my wound? I mean it would just reopen anyway in 5...4...3...2...1-

"Tobi! Get you bitch ass down here!" He screamed and I sighed knowing what was going to happen. He was going to yell at me while spitting in my face about me being a gay ass whore while my mother cried in the corner, probably clutching a part of her body while she watched me get beat by him. It was the same almost every time. Its worst when he's drunk. But a little incite, I get raped often so of course I don't like girls, nor do I like boys. I don't like anyone and I don't think I ever will. And in truth I really don't think I will love anyone either.

People like me…don't get happy endings. We get shitty lives up till the day we die. And with the way my ulterior personality acts I know that's true. My happy always smiling third person Tobi character seems to be coming out more and more now without my control. Not that I had any control from the start. Although I act happy I normally am just acting like that to seize my pain or to hide my despair. No joke there.

"Tobi!"

"I'm coming!" I yelled very emotionless as I sluggishly walked down the stairs, swearing at myself when for just a second I limped, showing my father that I was truly hurt.

"Stop acting like a pussy and come here already!"

"I'm coming okay hold your horses dammit!"

"You talk back to me? And swear? That's pretty bold of you" He stepped close to me with his fists clenched and I only growled at him. I used to just be quite and let him yell at me all he wanted to but I gave that up when I turned 16 because either way I would end up bleeding so what was the point of shutting up? To make sure my punishment was not as severe? Not really it was all the same.

I glared at him with cold black eyes and wiped my hair out of my face as I tried to act tough and hold my ground. And by trying to act tough that just means I tried to not fall over in the pain I was already in or pass out and succumb into the darkness that I was already fading in and out.

By now we were nose to nose in distance, his foul breath going into my senses as I looked at him with one eye. My other eye was closed so that the blood dripping down that side of my face wouldn't enter the orifice.

"Hit me…I dare you." I growled out of hate. His frown faded into a cocky smirk and I could just feel his knuckles become sharper as he tightened his already tight grip.

There was no other words said in that time other than when I would accidentally grunt in pain from having my head smashed in and being kicked in the gut and my mom pleading in the corner to please stop. Which in all didn't help. It just made him angrier.

But I just let him keep going, not even trying to stop him or block myself for more than one reasons. But what I truly know is that he would be done soon and then he would leave the house so that he wouldn't have too hear my mom bitch or moan. It didn't matter if I was close to death he would always leave to go to the bar to get drunk then come back home and beat me again. Same old same old. I'm use to it.

But it was the thing he said when he was leaving that was different than the other times and made me come to my senses. The thing that made me leave. And to some it might seem like a dumbass reason why I actually chose to leave when I was bloody and I could swear I had a broken rib. Maybe even two..

"Your worthless."

In all my life I have never heard him call me worthless. He's called me everything in the book but worthless had never escaped his lips.

Grunting in pain I had gotten up helped my mother first, even if I was the one more battered up. She cried into my blood soaked chest and I sighed petting his brown hair with one hand.

"I'm sorry mom…I-"

"Its not your fault." She said hysterically.

"I know that…I do know that but I'm sorry but I have to leave."

What happened next seemed to more confuse me than surprise me. She smiled. It was like a relieved smile and then she started to repeat thank you over and over again. I don't know if she was saying thank you because with me gone he wont be mad anymore or because she was happy that I was finally leaving this hell of a life I was living. And I in truth my life still feels like hell. Like I said, people like me don't get happy endings.

I had packed a small bag of clothes, and I mean small like 1 shirt and a pair of jeans, leaving anything that I could be contacted from and left. More like wobbled.

I had probably been on the street for a day on the verge of death before I finally collapsed. I mean I was starving but I already had a few broken bones not to mention all the blood I had lost. So can you blame me? I was pretty positive that I would die on the street which only made me think I was a bit pathetic for serving all my life to end it that way.

I Sighed and sat my back down on the alley wall. So I could just rest my eyes and try to ignore the immense pain in my chest now. My whole body was swollen making me relies that probably this one time my father had actually meant to kill me.

That bastard…

"Dude! Are you okay, un." I opened one of my eyes in annoyance as I looked at a blond giving me worried glances, "Shit! Your bleeding and…god damn you look broken!"

Why does he have to be so loud? Why cant he just let me die in piece? Really I already went through hell my whole life and so god cant give me one wish and for piece and quite? Really?

"Hey…kid don't die. Seriously. What's your name un?" He…or was it a she? I couldn't tell. It sure sounded like a guy though. Now do I answer him or just tell him to shut the hell up?

"Tobi…" I decided, as well as not telling him my last name. He might freak out.

"Well…Tobi. You seem broken enough. Can you stand up?" He asked and I shook my head. It hurt to much to. But why cant I tell this person to go away and leave me alone? And why cant I stop staring into there blue eyes like I was hypnotized?

Was I…in love?

The thought alone made me want to laugh and I think the look on the blonds confused face made me notice that I probably did randomly smile or grin at the weird thought. Me love, yeah right. That could never happen.

"Well, Tobi, if you cant move id probably have to call an ambulance or-"

"No! Don't call an ambulance. They would just ask me who Tobi was then id have to go back to Tobi's father… tobi cant do that to Tobi's mother." I said almost broken and childlike. Why was I turning into my other personality now? Was I that close to death that it was taking over? Great just perfect and now Deidara is staring at me with the 'what the fuck' look on his face.

"Hey kid…how old are you?"

"18"

"And you talk like that?" He said almost teasingly, "Its kind of cute. All people should act like there younger. The world would be a better place, un." and then he smiled while my eyes widened as I took in his smile. And yes by now I knew he was a boy. I could see he had no breasts and for some reason…I truly believed that I fell in love. Even if I didn't know what love technically was I swear that I loved that blond.

"Okay I wont call the police or ambulance on how I found a 18 year old boy almost dead…why are you almost dead in the first place? And please don't say its because of your father." He gave me that look of understandment and I nodded my head as his blue eyes soon clouded with hate.

"Well tobi, I understand you. Totally, yeah. That bastard that is called my creator was the same way." Oh yeah? Well did he hide you from the rest of your family? Did he call you worthless? Did he not care when you got raped or beaten half the death and only ended up trying to beat you up more than you already were?

"I see, your not gonna talk back. Which just means that you wont refuse if I bring you home with me." he said with a sweet smile. For the first time I wasn't scared when someone would say that. It normally sounded like people were going to rape me. But this…guy seemed to not be that kind of person.

He bent down and tried to pick me up but I screamed in pain. It hurt, For one of the first time in my life I actually recognized the pain that my body was being put through. He automatically stopped to look at me. "Your really messed up aren't you?" He said as if trying to lighten the mood a little, "I'm going to have to take off your shirt okay?" He said and I nodded knowing that it was still the shirt from yesterday, covered in blood with smears and dirt on it. I couldn't lift my arms to change my shirt yesterday so I just left it on.

He slowly pulled my t-shirt over my head, causing me to yell in pain again. It hurt like a bitch!

"Tobi! Your whole chest…fuck I think you have a broken rib…maybe two!" No duh dip shit…it already feels like I can barley breath and your thoughts on how I look don't help me out., "Shit and I haven't noticed your left side of your head is gashed open! Do you know how many germs probably have entered through there! I got to take you to Konan…I think she would know what to do." He spoke to himself. Konan? "I'm sorry kid but I'm going to have to hurt you a bit more. I'm going to have to move you so I can take you home." He assured me and again I nodded my head weakly as he slowly picked me up, not trying to hurt me.

Yeah I was struggling a bit to try and ease the pain but that just caused it more.

"Shhh, calm down alright? Its gonna hurt. Its probably going to hurt for a long time." I've had to be through pain for long periods of time before so he doesn't have to tell me that. I mean I broke my arm and had to let it heal itself. It works okay now since it was more of a fracture than a true break.. But I never broke a rib before. This was new.

He shrugged his jacket off to cover my torso as I buried my head in his chest, not that I had any other choice. It was the way I was facing.

"So…what's your name?" I asked a bit shyly.

"Deidara."

"Hmm…dei-dei then. Tobi thanks dei-dei for saving Tobi." I said. And that time I purposely did it. Yes, me Tobi Uchiha, is purposely acting like an idiot. This blond said that he liked me talking like that…so might as well go along with my childish personality.

I would of did any thing for him…so why did I do it? Why did I let jealously take over me? And how could...this happen.

"How the fuck could you do this to me!" He yelled in my face as some of his blond hair tickled my cheek. He roughly pulled the collar of my shirt so he could stare directly in my eyes. Nothing in it showed that kindness from the day he saved me. Ever since that day he hadn't been the same. The more and more I tried to show my affection the more turned off he was of me. But I couldn't stop.

"I love you." I said to him. It was the only thing I could say. He only growled in my face and he punched me. Causing me to only stair at him with the same glare I would give my father. The eyes that made him see that it didn't hurt me that instead he hurt me. More of refused me.

"I hate you…" He said coldly and I only stared at him.

I could notice Konan Crying onto Pein's shoulder, him giving me that look that also showed me that he also hated me. a lot of the other people in the house either wouldn't stair at me or even acknowledge I was there.

I couldn't help being jealous…ever since Naruto has been here I had noticed Deidara and how he changed a little. He started to smile more and his mood would get more joyful. And I couldn't do that to him, I couldn't even make him grin anymore. I was just the annoying brat that wouldn't leave him alone. I didn't just want him to love me I also wanted just his approval. I didn't care if I was only his friend anymore. That would be better than just that person right?

So why hadn't I thought about that before? I guess I did know that if I did any of the things I did I would only be hated. I mean…I guess I ended up having a third personality after all. I told those drunk guys that Naruto was some type of slut or something…I cant remember. And then Naruto almost got raped. I felt horrible but then the same feeling took over at the mall. I tipped those big buffoons off and then the people from Naruto's school at the grocery store and then coming up with that plan to ambush Hidan and Kakazu! I hadn't even thought that I would be hurting them! I felt like shit…I still feel like trash that I AM worthless. I cant believe planned all of those things. Just to hurt Naruto because I was jealous. But then…Deidara started to ignore Naruto and I wasn't jealous. I could hang around my sempai without feeling like I was nothing.

And so when I came back early from my moms house (because my dads business vacation was cut short) I was happy to be able to spend time with Deidara, even if Naruto was there. I mean, I didn't hate Naruto. I just was jealous how Deidara loved Naruto, and not me. So yeah most of the time my other personality that was like a 5 year old child was there and nobody could see through it. Well everyone but Zetsu. For some reason Zetsu always knew I was faking it. He was as close as a friend I had and now I would think he was gone from my life to. Just fuck me really.

But I guess it was my fault…

I rubbed my cheek from the place where Deidara's knuckles touched my skin. It burned, every part of me he touched burned. I couldn't even look any one in the eyes. Kakazu and Hidan glaring at me with as much hate as Sasori. Itachi still looking like a scared puppy on the couch. My own brother didn't know we were related. And yet there he was acting scared and horrified at something.

"How could you do that to Naru!"

"I told you it was because I love you! I know I'm stupid I'm retarded I fucking fucked up!" I screamed making everyone look at me a bit awkwardly except for Zetsu Pein and Konan.

"Of course you fucked up! My boyfriend is now gone because of you! And all because you told his father! If his dad never found out he was here then-"

"Then you could live a happy ever after with him while I sit in the background trying to gauge out my eyeballs because it hurts to much. I never really thought you were a stupid one Deidara but I would at least think you would notice how much I cared for you." I growled.

"So now you talk like a big kid!"

"Your the one who said that the whole world should be more like that dumbass persona I had! You're the one that said it was cute and that you liked it!" I screamed back, feeling as if I might cry. Yeah to cry. Makes me want to laugh. Like the way I was hysterically crying for a one sided love.

"Shut up ass hole. I hate you…" Deidara said to me and I only narrowed my eyes to look at the floor.

Yep, people like me don't get happy endings.

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AN- So yeah im sorry if this is confusing i just finished writing this and its 1:45 in the morning while cowboy bebop is in the background on the T.V and i dont even watch cowboy bebop. im just to lazy to turn the channel after FLCL for the thousand time i watche dit -_- but anyway everything will make sense if it doesnt already eventully *Swaying motion like slashback* unless i forget about it and never clairify that. sorry but i somtimes do that T_T

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HAHA PEOPLE I WAS WRITE THE WORLD DIDNT END AND ZOMBIES DID NOT EAT MY BRAIN!

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Sorry i am sleep deprived that is why im being random ^^'