Summary: Father/son relationship of Sasuke/Kakashi. Sasuke becomes self-abusive. Kakashi wants to save him, but Sasuke doesn't want to be saved...
Warnings: NO yaoi, descriptive self-abuse...That's it.
Chapter 1: Prologue
I was screaming. Screaming as loud as I can. But, for some reason I can't understand, no one can hear my cries - my silent howls.
I didn't understand why I was given a body, but dead inside. Why I was put on this Earth just to die.
My name is Sasuke Uchia and I am only seventeen years old.
Watch my tears fall as they tell a story.
Friday, Marchi 13th, 6:02 AM
"Sasuke, are you okay?" Kakashi asked me with concern in his voice.
Naruto, Sakura and myself were training with Kakashi at the training grounds. I was throwing Kunai's at a near by tree for target pratice and Kakashi noticed I wasn't doing as good as I usually do.
"Of course," I said with annoyance, "just didn't get much sleep last night."
I didn't get much sleep for I was haunted with nightmares. I could feel my eyes were drooping, begging for sleep and my body could hardly keep it's self up.
I threw another kunai at the tree. This time, I didn't even hit the tree. I just heard it fall onto the grass.
Kakashi looked at me with his one visable eye, his eyebrow raising with curiousity. I gave him a death glare.
"Sasuke, I think you did enough pratice today. You may leave." Kakashi granted.
I was about to protest, but Kakashi gave me a glare that showed me I had no choice. "Fine."
As I left, I heard Naruto cry out in his loud voice, "Hey! We're you going, Sasuke?"
"He's not feeling well. He's going home," Kakashi answered him.
"Poor Sasuke," said Sakura.
It was then I started to feel funny. My eyes felt like they were as heavy as bricks, my legs feeling like rubber. I started shaking.
I guess Kakashi saw me, for he said, "Sasuke, you okay?"
I didn't answer, for I couldn't. The next thing I knew, everything went black and I fell to the ground.
Darkness welcomed me home.
TO BE CONTINUED...