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Out from Inside	By : Sugah Category: Naruto > General Views: 1568 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Out from Inside
- 2-one
- 3-two
- 4-three
- 1
- 2
~~Disclaimer/Warnings~~
This is one of my first Naruto fics. And no, I don�t own them, just like all of you other writers who don�t own stuff. This is a somewhat dark fic, although it�s not as dark as some of my other stuff. (links are found in my profile) Yaoi! Mwahaha. Angst!

I also don�t want you to think I�m going to make anyone OOC or anything. It�s just I have a certain view on how Naruto would feel, or react, or what I think he would have thought long before everything went down. This also takes place in a general time after the chunin exam, before Sasuke�s taken to Orochimaru and after the two duke it out with the chidori/rasengan�

sen sense?

At least someone is clear on that�>_>

Just to be sure, this is YAOI. Sasu/Naru, if you couldn�t see the fic-description. You don�t like it? Don�t read it. ^__^;; er�Rated�um, R, for later situations�XD
(Oh! Song lyrics are �Every You Every Me� by Placebo!)

Out from Inside
(prologue)

~Past~

//Sucker love is heaven sent//
//you pucker up, our passion spent//

A shadow across his face makes him raise his eyes to the sky. He looks up to see the outline of a hand against the sky and blinks in surprise. It takes him a moment to realize that the hand is merely dangling over the edge of the flat roof of the school, and thinks Who would be out there at this time? Nearing sunset? Most people are inside, now�As he would have been, if not for Kakashi�s constant barrage of �training.�

Curious, somewhat annoyed, he stares upwards, sore and tired and decides unconsciously to vent hngernger on what is most likely a child skipping out from his family. A second later, he is skimming up along a nearby tree and lands soundlessly on the metal rooftop, crouching to keep his balance.

It was a good thing he does so, he reflected later, because when he sees who the hand belongs to, he nearly slips right back down and to meet the earth face-on.

Naruto? Sasuke blinks rapidly. It seems to be a sudden habit. What is he doing�just lying there?

The boy hasn�t noticed him, hasn�t heard him touch lightly upon the metal. Sasuke feels a frown form upon his face. Naruto looks asleep, sprawled out upon his back, face turned slightly. Still curious and more than mildly annoyed now, Sasuke eases his way over on light fingertips and toes, as loud as the passing breeze.

Was he training too? comes the quiet thought. He feels a stubborn flash of anger and a vicious sense of smugness�even if he had been training, he�s apparently out cold from it. Not like Sasuke�true, he�s exhausted, but he wasn�t sleeping on a roof because he was too tired to go home.

What an idiot, he thinks, almost fondly.

Sasuke scoots around to peer with a smirk into the face that�s turned away�and a shivery cold feeling strikes him in the stomach when he manages to get a clear look at the face for the first time. Almost against his will, he exhales a low puff of surprise.

Those are�tears on his face?

Naruto was�crying�what�?

He has never seen the other boy in such a state, has never seen anything but exuberant cheerfulness, or ridiculous anger and foolish ways�he hasn�t ever thought to see such a lost expression, even if he was sleeping. It slams his mind into a hesitating sympathy.

Why do I feel as if I�m seeing something no one else ever sees? A shiver racks through him. Absently, he reaches out to brush a finger across the dried tracks on the whisker-marked cheeks.

The eyes flutter, and panicking, Sasuke flickers himself out of sight and lands on the ground with a belated intake of breath. His heart is thumping wildly, and his fingertips tingle in the absence of touch. What was that? What the hell was I doing!?

He scuttles ove the the wall, pressing close into the shadows, and looks up. He watches the hand flex, then withdraw. Then a mutter of sound�but Sasuke is already slipping along the wall and darting away. In moments he�s out of sight, and conceals himself in a dark unused room.

Why�Why did I do that?

~Present~

//my body�s broken//
//yours is bent//

He ran until the trees sped by in blurs of mossy brown. He was heedless of the wet rain, tlicklick leaves and treacherous footing. He didn�t care�anything would be better than this. His heart pounded furiously, his throat burning as he sucked in half-sobbing gulps of air.

�Damn you�

He ran, pushing himself until his legs burned into numbness, until he couldn�t feel his heart thumping, until all he could feel and hear and think of was the sneer on that perfect face. The disgust in the eyes, the cold irritation in the set of the mouth. A face he had thoughtldn�ldn�t show such a hateful expression.

�Damn you damn you damn you!�

He ran, soaked to the skin, hair plastered to his skull and tears mixing with the rain. His mouth was open in a silent scream, the grimace more of pain than anger and the world was a blur of bitter anguished hurting�

Everything was hurting.

A vine caught his ankle, and suddenly�before he could react he had tumbled to the ground in a boneless heap, shuddering with the force. Stars knocked through his vision as he lay there, too stunned to move, too stunned to breath for a moment.

�damn you�his mind repeated in a broken whisper, and his shoulders began to shake. His voice made a keening breathy whine as he squeezed his eyes shut and told himself he wouldn�t cry. He wouldn�t cry, not over him�not over that bastard, not over what he said and how he looked and�

�and�

Choking, Naruto curled into a ball, aching more within his soul than out, and sobbed.

~@~

//in the e ofe of things to come//
//too much poison come undone//

//every me and every you//

The rain made winding patterns on the glass of the window. The wind was blowing at an angle tonight, so even as the rain slid into oblivion the wind would come along and push it aside, toying with it. It gave the world beyond an underwater sense, an off-balance twist to the normal view. He noticed this without realizing, staring out into the darkness and watched the clouds churn angrily. They were a dusky greenish black that matched his feelings.

Idiot.

His brow furrowed behind the protector, his eyes distant. White teeth worried at a lip, and almost absently, he stifled a sigh.

�the look in his face� his mind reminded. You hurt him.

I didn�t� he lied. That�s not it�that�s not it at all. I didn�t do anything!

Sasuke sighed softly, his exsionsion flickering between stern resolve and remorse. He hadn�t meant to make the blond upset�he hadn�t thought his words would affect him so. He hadn�t ever reacted like that to anyone else, had he? Naruto was always laughing, always bouncing from insults and as fidgety as a child on a pound of sugar. He always brushed off the slurs and grinned.

He was always smiling.

So his insults shouldn�t matter, Sasuke decided. They were rivals. They were trying to out-do each other, and if a word could strike such a sensitive place, then didn�t that show who was stronger?

But� why am I different? Why did you look at me like that? Why follow me and chase me as if defeating me was the most important thing? As if my�acknowledgement mattered?

Then, in a soft, almost unheard whisper of thought, What did I do wrong?

�I heard what happened,� a quiet voice spoke in the silence, shattering into the depressed thoughts.

Unsurprised, Sasuke turned his head to see the half-masked Kakashi perched on the second window across the room. It was open, and although it was on the shielded side of the room, rain skittered in and left tiny puddles on the floor.

�Kakashi-sensei,� Sasuke replied shortly, pointedly eying the puddles on the floor.

The tall rangy man ignored the look, and raised a brow. �Sakura mentioned that Naruto ran off into the woods, and that the other kids were saying that the �great Sasuke� had put Naruto in his place.�

�Really?� the dark-eyed boy said coolly, and turned back to stare through the window.

�So what did you say to him?� the man said offhandedly.

Sasuke frowned. His words had been no more than an automatic response, the words he always said�the ones everyone used. So why did he run off like that? �I said nothing that no one�s said before,� he glowered.

~Past~

//I know I�m selfish, I�m unkind//
//sucker love, I always find someone to bruise//
//and leave behind//

Sasuke isn�t sure why he�s staring at the blond from the corner of his eye, isn�t sure why he�s regarding the boy with attention that most of the girls would die to have, or looking with his precious and rarely-shown curiosity. He doesn�t know�all he can think of was the lack of pretense seemed to draw him.

Sasuke wants to see it again. He wants to see the boy without his masks, without his cheerful goofy grin and childish actions. Wants to know if everything the boy did was a charade, and why he pretends. Sasuke wants to know why he fights so hard and laughs without a care and why he�s so stubborn�wants to know if he�s hiding that sorrowful pain inside every time.

And�wants to know why he wants to know. Why it holds such fascination.

Sasuke follows him one afternoon, keeping his distance wat watching with dark questioning eyes as Naruto slips off into the low hills. It takes him the better part of an hour to finally muster up the courage to approach, mind searching for a plausible excuse. Perhaps they could spar�

Sasuke tilts his head. �Oiy, dobe! What are you doing?�

�Eh?� the blond twists his head back over his shoulder, startled. �Sasuke? What the hell?� he says while frowning, a gleam in his eye that seems to be�happy.

Is he glad to see me? Sasuke thinks, staring down from the top of the hill.

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