Prolouge

"Sasuke how could you?"Itachi was looking at me. I was standing over my bed, the knife halfway across my arm. "Itachi what's wrong?" Deidara asked. Then he saw it. Me. The one thing He and Itachi hated. "He's dying! Deidara call 911!" Was he... crying? I didn't care though. I could feel myself slipping. Then blackness.

Hey guys! Review kay? I don't know if I should continue the story or not yet!