Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

I know it took a while for this to come out, but I was having severe anxiety issues and had to go see a therapist. Ya know, the bouts of depression keep you from writing chapters XD But I'm decent now, so enjoy this new chapter of JLH!

Also, JLH doesn't have that many chapters left, so please review as much as you can until it's over! Yeah, this isn't the longest of chapters, but it was the best I could do for now. I have to clean cuz my girlfriend's comin' to visit me X3

"Naruto! Sasuke!" Ino shouted in joy as she saw her old friends exit the sleek, black car in front of her. She lifted the bottom of her beautiful peach gown and ran to them, almost falling because of her high heels. She hadn't seen them in years and had thought that Sasuke was dead from the letter she'd received from Itachi...

The crowd around her talked amongst each other in excitement, having just recently heard the news of Sasuke and Naruto's entry back into the acting business. Just like Ino, they'd all thought the Sasuke had died and that Naruto had gone back to America. The security guards by the golden ropes that kept the fans and photographers back moved forward and spread their arms out to keep the paparazzi away.

"Ino!" Naruto grinned and lifted the girl up into the air, having missed her so much. "Sasuke and I came to see your movie premiere in hopes of seeing you again."

The blonde woman smiled prettily and rubbed at her eyes with her silk gloves, laughing quietly. She'd missed that smile, those eyes, that cheerful demeanor. Looking past Naruto, she noticed Sasuke standing there with a hint of a smile on his face. Of course, he was attempting to keep his feelings to himself.

"I know you missed me too, Sasuke..." she almost felt like crying and patted Naruto on the chest before moving past him and wrapping her arms around the silent raven. The guests for the premiere took pictures and a majority of the girls squealed in excitement of seeing their two favorite actors back on the red carpet.

"It's been a while," was all he said, not wanting to show his true self to the cameras.

Ino pulled away and gave them both a look that revealed her happiness, her frail hands rubbing together in an almost nervous manner.

"C-come in and have a seat at my table with me. I didn't think... I-I'd have guests...!" her calm self slipped away and she practically wept, pearly tears slipping down her powdered cheeks. Naruto pulled her against him and they headed down the carpet, grinning and touching the hands of fangirls who called out his name.

"It's ok, Ino, cry all you want," the blond told his friend quietly and soothingly, all three of them going into the building and being directed to where the movie was to be shown. "Now, which table is yours?"

The actress sniffled and blinked back more tears, shakily pointing to a small decorated table in the middle of the large room, guests already being seated. The room was dimly lit and the screen blank as everyone took their seats.

"I-I was so happy when Itachi called me and told me about how... you were both coming to see me..." she smiled through her tears. "I'd thought... that you were dead, Sasuke..."

The raven placed his hand on Ino's to comfort her. Quite frankly, after seeing one blond cry when he "came back to life", he wasn't too fond on seeing another one do the same. It reminded him too much of a memory he'd wanted to forget...

"I'm here now," Sasuke smiled faintly.

"We'll always be here!" Naruto grinned happily. "So don't cry anymore, ok?"

Ino nodded and wiped her tears away, practically beaming between her two friends. Not only had her two greatest friends come back, but she was sitting in between two of Japan's best actors and top hotties. There was no way she wasn't going to enjoy this evening to its fullest.

"Pinky promise?" she looked at both of them, hopeful, and held out the pinkies on both of her small hands.

"What are you, five?" Sasuke snorted, but sputtered when Naruto's knuckles made contact with his ribs. He glared at his lover, but grumbled something under his breath and linked his pinky with the actress's anyway, Naruto doing the same.

"Yakusoku!" Naruto cheered.

"Yakusoku!" Ino bellowed and giggled.

Sasuke sighed and reluctantly joined in.

"...Yakusoku..."

xXxXxXx

"I don't want him..."

Silo shifted in his sleep, his body slumped in one of the hospital's waiting room chairs. His black bangs fell over his closed eyes, his eyes moving around rapidly beneath his pale eyelids. His lips parted in his sleep, almost moving to mutter something.

"He was an accident! I can't take care of him and I can't be with you anymore! I wanted to leave since the beginning, but... but that thing kept me from doing so! I got pregnant with him and I couldn't leave... but now that he's old enough..."

"S-Sunako... Please don't leave me! I love you more than anything, more than life itself!"

"I can't stand you! I'm not happy with you and I'm definitely not happy with him!"

"He's your son! How can you say that?"

"He's not my son! He's only a mistake! I regret ever letting that thing come out of my body... H-he's going to be just like him..."

"Who...?"

The crow whimpered as his fingers twitched on his lap, his body tensing and untensing every second.

"I-I can't stay here! I'm packing my things and I'm leaving!"

Crystal blue eyes were slowly revealed as thick lashes lifted themselves up, pupils becoming small from the room's artificial lighting. Silo exhaled shakily and rubbed at his eyes, licking his dry lips. He hadn't had a nightmare like that in a long time... The last time he'd had one like that was when he was going through the stages of anxiety after he'd thought Sasuke had died... That was years ago, though...

"Who am I going to be like...?" he whispered to himself, confused as to who his mother was referring to. Even though he'd been three at the time, he remembered her expression clearly that morning. She'd looked so scared when she'd said those words.

"Little Miss?" Majik sat down next to his best friend and handed him a can of peach juice. "Are ya ok? Ya look a little sick."

Silo thanked him with a nod and took the sweet drink, opening it and taking a few gulps. His throat had been dry when he'd woke up.

"I'm fine," he wiped his mouth with the back of his hoodie's sleeve. "I just had a bad dream, is all. It's nothing to worry about."

"What kind of dream?" Majik asked, as curious as ever. "Were ya bein' chased by dinosaurs? Did a tickle monster yank ya into your closet and tickle ya 'til ya pissed yourself?"

"..." the dark-haired teen laughed lightly and tilted his head to the side, resting his cheek on the palm of his hand. "No, nothing like that. Just a dream of the past... When my mom was around. She... didn't want me, you know?"

The Norwegian sobered up a bit and furrowed his thick brows.

"I know how ya feel. My parents didn't want me at all. They threw me out in the rain as soon as they left the hospital," he grinned, despite the subject of conversation. "But this old couple found me and raised me 'til I could be put into a foster home."

Silo's eyes widened.

"I-I didn't know that... I'm so sorry..."

"Nah, it's ok. I was lucky that they hadn't aborted me," he smiled. "But ya were a lot luckier than me. Ya had at least one parent who kept ya and raised ya right. I'm messed up because of bein' in one foster home after the other 'til I was sent to live with Niisan and Papa. Even there, I wasn't treated like a kid should be. I was beaten, yelled at, even starved... Ya wanna know why I act the way I do?"

The crow almost felt too frightened to want to know the answer, but he nodded anyway.

"It's a defense mechanism, or whatever those shrinks call it. I created this personality, this side of myself, in order to keep myself from breakin' down from the abuse. If I showed ya the real me..." he looked straight into Silo's eyes, making the other boy feel as if his heart was being constricted. When he looked into Majik's eyes, all he could see was pain and anguish.

"Stop it..." Silo muttered quietly, almost pleading.

Majik broke eye contact and looked away, standing up.

"It's... gettin' harder and harder to stay this way. With everythin' that's happenin', I dunno how long it'll be before my mask cracks and ya see the real me. But when ya do... run away..." he sighed. "Because it won't be too long from now."

"I knew something was changing..." Silo's voice cracked as he tried to keep the tears in. There was no one in that particular waiting room except for him and Majik, so he felt no embarrassment. "For a while, you were so distant... You wouldn't hang out with me and Haruka-kun... but then you suddenly went back to normal..." he glanced up and let Majik see the fear in his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that..."

A single tear slipped down Silo's right cheek and dripped from his chin.

"Wh-what happened? What happened to you? I-I always thought you were so strong... Ever since we were little, I looked up to you to give me the strength I needed... What caused you to change...?"

Majik looked down at the boy he considered to be the one he'd always love...

"You and Haruka fell in love."

Silo's heart stopped from the words that were spoken.

"You two fell in love with each other and I became the third wheel," his accent seemed to have left him at that moment. "I wanted to be with you more than anything. But I knew I had no chance at all when I realized that Haruka liked you... How can I, a fucked up orphan, compete with someone like him?.!" his anger slipped out, frightening Silo.

Eyes wide, more tears fell from Silo's eyes and he tried to control his aching heart.

"Then someone I considered a father was almost killed right in front of me! At that time, not only had I been hurting because of losing you, but I thought I'd lost Itachi! I thought he'd died and you know what I did?" his breath was ragged and it seemed like he was going insane, his voice loud. "I killed the two bastards who shot him! I trapped them like rats and shot them just like they'd shot him!"

"Majik!" Silo yelled, almost sobbing. "Shut up!"

"And you ask my why I'm changing?.! One of the few good things in my life was ripped away from me, then another was almost taken, too! How the hell am I supposed to keep this up?.!"

Silo broke down then, anger and pain in his cerulean orbs.

"Majik, stop it..." he pleaded brokenly.

"Tell me how, huh?.!"

Silo swallowed his next breath and almost glared at his friend.

"Majik! Stop it! Fuckin' stop it!" he cried.

There was a thick silence between the two, only broken by Silo's quiet sobs and Majik's intake of breath.

"I-I'm sorry... I've been gettin' angry a lot lately..." he ran a hand through his different-colored hair and looked down in embarrassment, "I never meant to get like that, especially in front of ya. And I... I don't want ya to feel bad 'cause of my feelin's for ya..."

The crow wrapped his arms around himself and hunched over, as if about to throw up, his crying becoming louder. He hadn't cried like that in a long time and it felt like all the sadness he'd ever felt and hadn't vented was accumulating and making him cry harder.

His heart throbbed painfully and he felt as if Melee was going to come out at any second. She hadn't bothered him in a while, but...

"M-Majik...!" he couldn't breathe, his lungs constricting. He was pleading for his friend and what he got in reply was a pair of large, warm hands on his shoulders, pushing him back in order to reveal his face.

His eyes were red from crying and his face held an expression of fear, not wanting Melee to come out again. He'd been doing so well for so long. Not even after five seconds of looking into Majik's warm eyes, he relaxed and realized that the old Majik was back...

"Majik..." he whispered again and was enveloped in two strong and warm arms, lips pressing against his damp ones. He couldn't push him away... He knew it was wrong and that it shouldn't be happening, but it felt so right... He closed his eyes and welcomed the kiss with his lips moving back in a soft gesture.

I'm so sorry, Haruka-kun...

Majik pulled away and smiled slightly.

Silo smiled back a bit and opened his mouth to say something, but his friend beat him to it, his words echoing in the empty room.

"After what happened... I realized I have to say good-bye. That was my farewell..."

And then Silo saw black.

xXxXxXx

"Are you sure they're in there, Hidan-san?" Tobi asked as he peaked out from behind the dumpster at the old warehouse. The silver spraypaint was chipping and rust was all along the bottom from the occasional floods from the river close by. There were four large garage doors that led into the building and one of them was open by at least seven inches from the bottom.

Hidan had on his Akatsuki cloak and was toying with one of his favorite guns, his eyes dark. It was time for him to get his revenge on Orochimaru for what he'd done to Itachi. The first step to his revenge was to kill off as many of his men as he could, and if his calculations and information were correct, then there would be as many as one hundred and thirty five men in that storage house.

"I'm positive. Now get to your points of fire and don't shoot until I signal you to."

Tobi and the other main Akatsuki members nodded before leaving to go where they were supposed to. Hidan slowly stepped around the dumpster and straightened the collar of his cloak, heading toward the slightly open garage door. He'd already checked for security cameras beforehand and hadn't found any, so he wasn't too worried about anyone knowing he was approaching.

"Idiots," he grinned and popped open a single button on his cloak, reaching in to wrap his fingers around something. Coming to a stop next to the targeted door, he pulled out an old-fashioned grenade and kissed it for good luck. He then bent down and yanked out the pin, throwing it under the door and listening to the shouts of men inside.

Standing up, he ran from the warehouse and laughed joyously when he heard the explosion, accompanied by the screams of Orochimaru's men. Spinning on his heel, he faced the warehouse and watched as fire came out from under the door.

He smirked.

If only Itachi could see him now.

He lifted his arm up as if saluting and only waited until people started coming out of the building to lower his it, signaling his comrade's to shoot. Gunshots could suddenly be heard all around the court and the exiting men and women fell to the ground as quickly as they could blink.

Deidara seemed to be thoroughly enjoying himself as he shot down thirteen more men, not even pausing when he spotted a woman trying to drag away what looked to be her boyfriend or husband.

"This is for Itachi, un!" he laughed.

Hidan watched all of this, feeling like a murderer, but feeling accomplished. He was going to end Orochimaru's organization, then end the snake's life before he could ever hurt Itachi again.

"I'll find you one of these days, Orochimaru, and when I do... I'll fuckin' slit your throat for everything you've done."

xXxXx

Silo's eyes snapped open and he sat forward quickly, his heart beating rapidly in his chest. His dream had felt so real, but...

He was still sitting in one of the hospital chairs and his cheeks weren't damp...

"Was it all a dream?" he asked himself and pulled out his cellphone, going to Majik's number. He pressed 'call' and waited for him to pick up, but the line went dead after the first ring. His stomach flipped and he felt like he was about to throw up. He was being ignored, he knew it... which meant...

"I-It really happened...!" he wrapped his arms around himself once again and held back his tears. "He's gone... He's really gone!"

Suddenly, the waiting room door opened and Haruka came in, the male squinting.

"Silo? Is that you?"

Silo held his breath and sat up, salty tears dripping from the bridge of his nose and his chin. When he saw Haruka, he felt regret... He'd kissed Majik, he'd betrayed his boyfriend...

"Haruka..." he whispered and got up, walking to his lover. "Haruka-kun!" he wrapped his arms around him and cried loudly. "I'm so sorry!"

"For what?" the silver-haired teenager hugged Silo close to him. "What's wrong?"

And then Silo broke down.

xXxXx

Naruto yawned and stretched, too tired to even say anything to the raven who was unlocking the door to their home. They'd spent four hours at the party and he was a bit tipsy from the wine he'd had, making grunting noises every now and then to communicate. As soon as the door was opened, they both went inside and Sasuke flipped on the light switch.

On the couch, Silo had his hands in his lap and his face downward. He looked up when his parents entered, though, and smiled brokenly, eyes wet.

"Okaeri..."

Poor Silo. I put that child through sooooo much.