I'm not crazy

Sad teens with happy faces

Hello everyone! I have some news for everyone who enjoys reading this story and is planning on staying by me till the end! I will be updating every week (trying to) on Saturday or early Sunday morning at like 3am, it really depends on what time I start writing ^^" So yeah... I don't really have much to say in this except for I got my hair cut and I'm being bullied into updating when I really cba to even move from my position in my bed where I'm half asleep watching Markiplier... Don't question me! Well I can't say much more other than Naruto doesn't belong to me but this story does and there will be some weird things in this chapter that some people might find disturbing so read at your own risk... Also this is in a mental hospital/rehab so you can't scream at me "EEW WHY PUT THAT IN YOU SICKO!" because I will simply reply with "because I'm as sick as the guy in outlast who likes to have bum fun with dead guys" ...yeah okay this is gonna get weird so I'm just gonna continue typing.. ON WITH THE STORY! damn I love the line thing under this... it's just so separating *w* Also back to Sasuke's POV! leave me a thing saying if I should write it more in Sasu's POV, Naru's, or third person... Just so I know haha! I need to stop

After my fight with Sai where I practically ripped his face off I got sent to Kakashi's office to discuss my 'anger issues' and ended up having breakfast brought to me in the porn addicted annoying ass therapists office. Not fun. I spend the whole morning in Kakashi's damned office talking about how to control my 'anger' and how to not take it out on Sai, but in all seriousness with the way he was treating the blonde bastard he had it coming, and I regret nothing! Well maybe the part of letting him live. I was laying on my bed in my room in the dark waiting on Naruto returning from therapy when I replayed the past events in my head to pass the time, it was surely an odd conversation me and Kakashi shared.

The minute Gaara pulled me off Sai the damned bastard ran off towards Iruka who had ran in after hearing the noise and Naruto had never moved from the corner. Iruka had ordered Kiba and Sakura to take Sai to the infirmary and the last I saw of him he had a bust nose and a bloody lip and maybe a couple black eyes forming. I was proud of myself for showing my strength but disappointed because I felt he deserved more. Gaara held my arm and I watched as Iruka walked over to Naruto and comforted the blonde before taking him off somewhere, probably therapy.

Kakashi walked over to me with a sad look in his eyes, if he didn't have a mask I could probably see his frown. Gaara let go of me and Kakashi beckoned for me to follow him, so I did. We walked out of group and down the hall that I knew all too well, we were heading towards Kakashi's office. Kakashi walked into his office and saw Iruka sat with Naruto comforting him, I locked eye contact with Naruto before looking away awkwardly.

"Iruka I'm just getting my laptop" Kakashi said walking into the room and ruffling Naruto's hair, "you'll be alright kiddo" he said again before grabbing his laptop and walking back out down the hall, me following. We walked for a few minutes before going into a completely different office, this one was creme colored and had a reasonably neat desk with a few books over it, the love seat in the same place as the one in the other office was yellow and had dark orange cushions on it.

"Interesting fashion sense Kakashi..." I said and smirked at him, he only returned the smirk and pointed at the seat ordering me to sit down. I did as I was told and looked over at him emptily as he pulled a chair over and sat in front of me.

"Sasuke why did you hit Sai?" Kakashi asked me but I just stared back, not truly knowing why myself. "And I recall you calling him your friend? Is that right?" I just kept staring at him, not knowing how to answer without sounded weird or retarded. "You don't have to be scared to answer, Sasuke, it's perfectly normal to be shy or to feel drawn to someone" Kakashi said again, almost persuading me to answer... He basically was. I sighed and looked at the floor.