• 1-My Curse
• 2-Chapter 2
• 3-Chapter 3
• 4-Chapter 4
• 5-Chapter5
• 6-Chapter 6
• 7-Chapter 7
• 8-Chapter 8
• 9-Chapter 9
• 10-Chapter 10
• 11-Chapter 11
• 12-Chapter 12
• 13-Chapter 13
• 14-Chapter 14
• 15-Chapter 15
• 16-Chapter 16
• 17-Chapter 17
• 18-Chapter 18
• 19-Chapter 19
• 20-Chapter 20

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Sasuke woke up in a hospital bed. He knew instantly, before he even opened his eyes, that he was in a hospital. The light was too bright, and he could smell the antiseptic and steel of room he was in.

He opened his eyes and looked around. He was alone, big surprise. He briefly wondered where everyone was, but then he realized that he really didn’t care as much as he wished he did. He looked down at his chest to inspect his wounds (which didn’t really hurt at the moment) and found them covered tightly in gauze. He brought his hand up to tenderly touch his stomach when he heard the door click open. A girl not much older than him (if not the same age) walked in. Her eyes looking over him.

“My name is Sakura Haruno.” She started nervously, “I am an intern here. I was told to come and tell you that you have an appointment with Dr. Kakashi in fifteen minutes.”

“Dr. Who?” Sasuke asked coldly. She seemed to shrink a little at his tone, but he didn’t care. By the way she was looking at him, he could tell she was just another damn fangirl.

“Dr. Kakashi.” She said again, “He is our therapist here at the hospital.”

“Therapist?” Sasuke asked, his surprise written on his features. “I don’t think so.”

“You were ordered into therapy by Dr. Tsunade when you came in, and we saw your....injuries.” The girl, Sakura, explained. “And your older brother, also your legal guardian, agreed.”

“Itachi.” Sasuke muttered darkly. He immediately fell silent, forgetting about this intern. Itachi had agreed that he needed therapy? What the fuck? It was that snake bastard that needed to talk to someone! Had they just let the hospital think he had made those welts himself? Assholes! He would go to this stupid therapy, but they were so going to taste a fat load of Sasuke Uchiha vengeance for this. He wasn’t the fucked up one here! He didn’t need some shrink to tell him what his problem was!

“Umm, Sasuke?” The girl was saying, pulling him back into reality. “You need to get ready to go now.”

“Fine.” He said. He stood up and walked a little gingerly to the door, following Sakura out into the hallway.

They made it to a door marked ‘Dr. Kakashi’, and Sakura knocked, and then opened the door for him, closing it after he was through it. Sasuke looked at the man sitting at the desk in front of him. His silver hair was sticking up at an odd angle from his head. He had a young face despite his hair color, but as Sasuke studied him, he noticed that he had one black eye, and one that was almost a red color, the same as Itachi’s sometimes looked. It was eerie looking at someone who had two different colored eyes.

“Have a seat, Mr. Uchiha.” The doctor said. His voice was serene and somehow very comforting. Sasuke could immediately see why he was a therapist. He took the man’s suggestion and sat in the empty chair in front of the desk. They stared at each other for a few minutes before Kakashi cleared his throat and smiled.

“So, how are you feeling today Sasuke?” He asked politely, his eyes shining as he smiled.

“I’m...fine.” Sasuke said lamely. “I guess, I am a little confused.”

“About what?”

“About why I am here, I guess.”

“You guess?”

“Yeah, I guess. I mean I went to bed last night, and...” Sasuke broke off. What he had done last night came back to him. He had re-opened all his welts, and passed out on the floor. No fucking wonder he was here.

“And?” Kakashi prodded patiently.

“And nothing.” Sasuke finished. “I don’t really want to talk about it, actually.”

“Well, Sasuke.” Kakashi began. “That is where I come in. If I always let ‘I don’t wanna talk about it’ work on me, I would be out of a job right?” He smiled again.

Sasuke wasn’t as amused. “Do you know who I am?” He asked, trying the ‘celebrity’ card.

“Sasuke Uchiha, lead singer of a band called Kyuubi no Kitsune. The cause of the riot in Denver a few days back, apparent masochist, and now my patient. Threats will not work either, Sasuke, I don’t care how famous you are.”

Sasuke’s brows raised so high they were partially hidden by his dark locks. Ok, so maybe that wasn’t going to work. He sighed loudly and decided that he would just talk a little, just to test the waters.

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There was a knock on the door, and a blonde woman stuck her head in the room.

“Almost done, Tsunade.” Kakashi said, smiling at her. The blonde closed the door again.

“Well, it has been an hour already Sasuke.” The doctor said. He stood up, beckoning Sasuke to follow suit. “I think you did very well today. Thanks for talking with me.”

Sasuke didn’t know what to say. It had been an amazing release for him. Talking about his stresses and problems with being famous (leaving out some of the more sordid parts). He almost felt sad when he realized it was time to leave. He opened the heavy door, ready to go back to his room and think over what Kakashi had said when he was thrown right back into his chaos.

Naruto Uzumaki was standing right in front of him. He felt a cold feeling in his chest as he walked past the blonde like he hadn’t seen him. Those god damned blue eyes! They went completely through him like nothing else did. He was back in his room before he even asked himself the most obvious question. Why was Naruto here?

“You are finally back!” A voice said from the corner of the room. He turned to see his bassist sitting in a chair in the shadows.

“Jesus Christ Gaa, please don’t scare me like that!”

“I have been waiting for like, 20 minutes.” Gaara told him. “We were so fucking worried when we found you this morning.”

Sasuke didn’t reply, he just sat down and waited for the redhead to continue.

“Itachi went fucking ballistic. He picked you up, but you kind of...stuck to the floor.” Gaara’s face turned a bit green, as if he was picturing the scene again. “I am not usually that much of a pansy, but there was SO damn much blood, and it was everywhere. ”

“I’m...sorry.” Sasuke said. More out of sympathy for his friend having to find him than for him actually having done it. He wasn’t sorry that he had done it. Not at all.

“Just, don’t do anything like that again ok?” Gaara said. “I mean, fuck man, what would have happened if you would have died or something?”

They were quiet at these words. It wasn’t as scary a thought as it should have been for Sasuke.

“Gaara.” Sasuke said finally.

“Mhmm?”

“Do you remember that blonde guy that was in the line last night that I knew?”

“Yeah?”

“He is also in this hospital, and I need you to find out what room he is in. His name is Uzumaki Naruto.”

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ok, so you will eventually find out what Sasuke talked to Kakashi about, but not in this chapter. Obviously. Also in the next chapter you will have another meeting between the two.

I tried to bring some more characters into it, because it just seemed like fun. I HAVE to bring Gai into it sometime...but I am thinking about making him a radio personality.. What do you think? let me know.

Thanks for the patience you have had for me...I appreciate it. I know these aren’t long chapters, but I PROMISE the next ones will be.

until then...
&diams
-sk