General Warning: Yaoi, Possible Adult scenarios, Violence, AU, Unbetad
Chapter Warning: A bit of Psycho!Sasuke
Pairings: NarutoxSasuke, Others later.
Songs While Written: "Bother" by Stone Sour
Disclaimer:Anything in this story that appears to be from the show Naruto, probably means it is and I certainly am not Masashi Kishimoto. If you don't recognize a character thenthey most likely belong to me or a friend of mine.

A/N: Alright folks, chapter four at last. Its a bit borring, in my personal opinion, but serves to move the story along a bit. I should think that the boys will be meeting in the next chapter. :D

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Burning. That's all there really was to the world, wasn't there? A painful sort of chafing, burning sensation that screeched with the intensity of a cat impaled on an iron railing. The first thing after the pain that he was aware of was the smell of an overly sterilized place. That bitter tang that heralded that one was in a place that was far to clean for its own good, and he personally believed that was possible. After all if a place seemed to stark didn't it feel, in its own way, more foreboding than any dungeon ever could?

The next part of Sasuke's reemergence into consciousness was the sudden flutter of sooty lashes allowing his dark eyes to gaze on the harsh white of the place he was in. Well, in a manner of speaking. At current the dark haired man was having trouble getting his eyes to focus on anything, the edges blurrier than anything, and the haze in his vision slowly but surely cleared away allowing him to see a ceiling of tiles that reminded him of a school building, if you could ignore what appeared to be a stain from roughly dispatched medicine above his head.

Finally, and like the plug of a sink being pulled sound came flooding back into Sasuke's universe; swift and explosive enough to cause him to wince. Around him he could hear the faint beeping of machines, the dull roar of chatter, and what faintly sounded like the mechanical call of an announcement over an intercom. Sasuke's rather nice view of the ceiling tiles was suddenly inhibited by a head of brown hair, and a pair of green eyes. The young woman flashed him a smile, "Oh, good you're awake, Uchiha-san." She chirped cheerily.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at her; clearly conveying that she, and her happy mood could drop over dead. The young nurses smile faltered slightly, and she straightened up clearing her throat. Hustling out of his line of vision while she mumbled about getting someone.

During the time that he was truly alone Sasuke took stock of his surroundings. It was a single room with a long window on one wall that overlooked a small courtyard, a wall, and finally the street, and the buildings across from the Hospital. The rest of the walls were blank, and of a slightly off white color. It didn't do much to lessen the intensity of the room. The bedside table harbored the only splash of color. A vase of flowers, and an over flowing basket of cards and treats.

Rolling his eyes back toward the ceiling the Uchiha decided to just ignore it all. A few short minutes rolled by as Sasuke lay there waiting, and finally the nurse came back; with a tray of food and a man he didn't know. As the door swung closed behind the two, Sasuke could vaguely see a rotund man chatting to one of the nurses outside, narrowing his eyes the Uchiha wondered who these people were. The man in the room sat down on the chair that was settled near the foot of the hospital bed (Sasuke guessed it'd been put there so the man could converse with him more easily. The nurse sat the tray on his lap once he'd sat up.

As the woman retreated, and Sasuke poked at his questionable meal the man at the foot of his bed cleared his throat, "How are you feeling Uchiha-san?" he asked, doing his best to sound polite.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at the man, obviously not liking that he was there in the first place, "It's Sasuke." He stated, he didn't care for the 'Uchiha-san' bull, that's what people called his brother, nor could he stand 'Sasuke-kun' like the girls insisted on squealing.

The man seemed mildly taken aback by this, but simply smiled and nodded in that amiable way of people who deal with other people to often, and this only made the Uchiha's eyes narrow more; he didn't like it. The man pulled out a small notepad and propped it on his crossed knees, "Ah, well…. Sasuke, I'm from the police departments investigations unit. We've been looking into your brother these last few weeks."

Sasuke's eyes widened minimally; not being one to show much emotion on his face. Memories of the cars that were always, always lurking outside their residence, in one form or another. So that had been the police? That voice on the phone then, was that them as well? His eyes darkened as he recalled the few sounds of the man that had been outside his room, and Sasuke's agile mind recalled the voice from the phone. They deficiently overlapped, and Sasuke turned his dark gaze on the cop, "You called my house…" he stated, blunt and to the point.

The man smiled slightly, "Ah, my partner did that. We were hoping to get contact directly with you're brother under… 'certain pretenses.'"

Sasuke simply scowled at this announcement, "Why were you watching Itachi?"

Here the man paused for a long moment, and perused the not pad he had, "Yes, about that. Sasuke, do you recall the events of several years back? Well you see, we had some new evidence about the death of your par---"

The man trailed off, for when he looked up he'd noticed an odd change come over the Uchiha. Sasuke's head had lowered a few degrees to let his dark bangs dangle over his eyes, and there was a small tremor running through his hands. When Sasuke looked back up, his eyes were wide and wild, he looked downright crazy. When he spoke his voice was hoarse and riddled with emotion, "Of course I remember!"

Relaxing back into his chair the man carefully looked away from the crazed looking Uchiha, "Good, could you recount that event to me, Sasuke?" his voice was low and careful, like he was talking to a very small child, or perhaps to a wild animal; offering it food from his palm.

"SHUT UP!" Sasuke appeared to be no longer in control of his emotions, his body jerked violently as he lunged toward the man. The tray of food getting knocked off to the side to clang and clatter against the floor while the contents was spread across the pristine tile. The man had made to leap backward, while still sitting, resulting in the flimsy chair toppling as well as himself. He now sat staring wide eyed at the dark haired youth, who continued his ranting unabated, "You should just SHUT UP. I don't want to go back there, again! Do you hear me!"

The noise and shout had attracted some of the staff who grabbed hold of the flailing Uchiha's arms, and dragged him back against his pillows. A nurse asking him to calm down as he continued to glare death at the cop.

The cop stood, shaken but perfectly fine, "At another time then, Sasuke…" he nodded to the Uchiha before hurrying from the room.

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They had insisted on keeping Sasuke in the hospital until the next day, just to make certain he was completely fine. Though his health hadn't been the first thing on the Uchiha's mind, since he was fairly certain he was perfectly fine; no, what had concerned Sasuke was simple, where he was going to stay.

The doctors had expressed concern for his emotional and mental stability after his little outburst, and had suggested it best he stay with someone until he was thought to be 'stable,' and of course when he said suggested, he meant they had ordered. Of course, being the Uchiha he was, he had argued long and hard against this. In the end though, Sasuke had given in; if only to make them leave him alone.

He was still mulling over the thought when the door opened, and in stepped an old friend of the family. Sasuke glowered at the tall man, "Kakashi." He grunted, by way of greeting.

The eccentric silver haired man grinned lazily at him, "Ahh, Sasuke the hospital called me saying you were in something of a predicament."

Had Sasuke been one of broadcast his emotions he'd have shown a face of utter shock and horror. He simply did not have the patience, or temper, to live with Hatake Kakashi; retired teacher, and aspiring author. "Why did they call you?" he asked, scowl firmly in place.

Kakashi's grin widened, and his eyes shut happily, "Ahh, well you see, I'm listed as a contact on your medical records. With Itachi MIA, I was the next person they could turn to!" The man seemed to be able to sense Sasuke's malcontent with the idea. "So, I told them I'd let you stay with me until you can find yourself a room mate, or what have you. Isn't that great?"

Sasuke's scowl intensified, "I hate you."

Kakashi simply continued to grin happily.

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It had been a few days since Sakura and Ino's little party, and Sasuke's accident. Sakura had thought, and thought about the idea she was about to put into play here. It was a wonderful plan, really; even Ino had admitted that it was!

Lifting her hand Sakura rapped on the door that she stood before, and waited for the occupant to answer. Shortly the door cracked open and a mop of messy blonde hair appeared. Naruto scratched at his sleep mussed hair and blinked hazily at the girl, "What'cha need Sakura-chan?" he asked, voice gravely from sleep.

Flushing slightly Sakura looked down at the floor, shy as she could be, "I'm sorry for waking you Naruto, but I was wondering. What do you think of having a room mate?"

Naruto blinked opening the door a bit wider, "A room mate? Never thought about it…. Why?"

Sakura grinned inwardly, "Well, you see this friend of mine…. Their house burned down, and they need a place to stay."

A frown appeared on the blonde's face. Sakura, over the short time she had known him, had learned that he had a rather large heart. "And?" he continued, a hint of sympathy and curiosity tainting his tone.

Hook, Sakura thought, fighting hard to keep the devious grin off her face. "Well, see right now they're stuck staying with a person they don't really get along with, and the doctors don't want them alone. My friend has some emotional problems, lately."

"Ouch…" the blonde murmured, his face screwing up in thought. "Well, I'm not sure…" he began, sounding like he wanted to, but wasn't sure if he should let some stranger, Sakura's friend or not, live with him.

Line. Sakura butted in, "The fire, during it their last family member disappeared… No one knows if they are dead, or just missing…." She murmured, looking as sad as she could.

Naruto's frown grew, and his shoulders slumped slightly, "All right, all right. I'm sure it wouldn't be to bad…."

Sinker! Sakura immediately transformed, and let out a whoop; punching the air. The girl tackled Naruto with a sudden hug, "Thanks Naruto!" she squeaked. Turning she fled, leaving the confused blonde behind to stare. After all, he didn't know that he had just allowed the pink haired girl's crush to move in with him.

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A/N: Admittedly, I didn't much care for this chapter. I found it short, and borring... but its needed to keep the plot to its pace and to fill in some minor things that should be known. Oh and, my Kakashi doesn't cover his face or anything. He'll show up a bit more inj the next chapter, and in the future. Sorry for the length of time between updates. I'm really slow and lazy. xD Anyway, hope you enjoyed, and don't forget to drop me a review if you feel so inclined!