HSF: Mwahaha! I've finally updated! I would like to thank aaaaall of the reveiwers!!!!! Especially my amazingly lovley and forevah great friend Shuichu-to-Shuichi!!

I would also like to especially thank the gracious people:

Slim Shady: This lovely lady/man gave me amazing advice! They told me that Naruto and Gaara have multiple personality disorder; instead of schizophrenia. And it's written as bipolar disorder. :) Thank you sooo much! I love Psycology majors!!!! The two are so similar it's confusing... -.-;

Mirrors: They told me that Shikimaru's case's name is narcalepsy. Thank you! It's very nice to know what his case name is called. This'll come in the story later. :)

Thank you all extremely much! I officially love you all!!!!

Chapter 2: Bulimic

As Gaara and Hinata walked trough the hallways back to Gaaras' room they both had different, yet awkwardly, similar thoughts. We'll start with Gaara, the loveable little rascal.

Damn. Shukaku said as he stared at the (unknowing) ravenette.

I know.

Damn!

...I know!

HOLY FUCKING DAMN!

"Would you shut the hell up?!" two passing nurses, who had been gossiping, jumped and turned to the red head.

"We're sorry!!!" they said in unison. And with a bow ran in the other direction, crying.

Hinata and Gaara stared at them, and then turned the other way and said nothing as they walked.

Not the brightest crayon in the box, are ya smarty?

I hate you.

Hinata's thoughts, however, lingered on the thought that she had screamed and yelled like she did. She hadn't done a thing like that since her mother died. That was the only day she dared to defy her father. And the one day he allowed it with open arms.

They finally reached Gaara's room, and hadn't talked the entire time they had walked there.

Which reminds me, why did that take a couple of paragraphs, but in the last chapter it barley made two sentances?

Because I want it to. So nya!

Idiot.

Who the hell are you talking to?

My friend Zain over in Colorado.

.....why me? Of all the poor souls why me?!

Dunno. It could be the fact that life's just a huge bitch. But that doesn't seem likley. Should he have a body he would be rolling his eyes. But no, life just doesn't work out that way.

When they walked in Gaara immediatly plopted onto his bed. He was tired from talking (Gaara: If you can call that talking...) to Shukaku. The raccon was annoying. He didn't want to deal with him, and he wanted to spend time with Hinata; not talking to a raccon dog that was inside of his head.

But you love me still!

The hell I do!

Awww...

Hinata watched Gaara's face change with different emotion, and couldn't help but chuckle. It reminded her of when Naruto would talk to Kyuubi, the voice in his head. He never seemed to really argue with Kyuubi, and never did anything violent; to Naruto at least. She sighed. Yes, that was when things were simple...

Shaking her head, she looked up to Gaara and said, "Gaara I-I'm going to get s-some water f-for you to take your medication." (AN: She's stuttering less!)

It took a moment to register, and Hinata was almost to the door when Gaara stood straight up and ran, grabbing her by the waist.

"No. Your gonna stay here." He tightened his grip, showing her that she was staying. She wanted to back out and stutter saying she would do what he wanted; but he needed his meds (AN: I don't like calling it that, but I hate typing it out.) and he could choke if he didn't have water.

"B-but I need to get w-water f-f-for you..." She remembered when Naruto was younger, he had a possesive phase, maybe Gaara does to. "The w-water fountain is j-just across the hall, I-I won't leave. D-do you still want to come with m-me?"

Gaara was tired, but he didn't want her to leave. Never. He put his head on the crook of her neck. He could watch her from his room, but...

"No. I want to go."

Hinata smiled. She put her hand over his, which were on her waist, and calmly said, "A-alright come on. B-but your going to need to l-let go o-of my waist." Gaara reluctantly agreed. Hinata grabbed a paper cup, and held Gaara's hand as they walked across the hallway.

Gaara was definitly surprised when she held his hand. He loved the way her hand felt in his. It was smaller than his, but soft and felt fragile; like it would break at the slightest pressure. He smiled to himself. He never felt this way. He felt... happy?

Shukaku?

Hm?

What does happy feel like?

Say what?

What does happy feel like?

Oh, um well...er; I have no idea... I guess it would feel warm. It would make you want to smile. Does that help?

Yeah... thanks.

Shukaku was damn well confused. Gaara had just went back to smiling at Hinata. He said thanks!!!! Shukaku grinned (AN: can he grin?), ol' Gaara was in loooove. He was gonna have fun with this. Let the teasing begin!

Naruto's P.O.V...

Naruto had just left the playroom (AN: no you pervs not that playroom) and was walking to his room, a smile on his face. He couldn't believe Hinata was here! He was so happy. He never really had many friends; Hinata was the only one who had been by his side the whole time.

You really that happy she's here, kit?

Naruto stopped at the voice he hadn't heard in a while.

Kyuubi! Uh-huh! I'm super happy!

And what of the Uchiha?

Naruto froze. W-what about him?

You scared of him? Kyuubi's voice was strong and almost spiteful. He didn't exactly hate the Uchiha, but he was far from thrilled when he would appear. He reminded him of someone...

....I-I don't know... 'I don't know at all'

Naruto, with glazed eyes, opened his door; but he couldn't see a thing. The lights were off.

I thought I left the lights on.

Kit, your in a mental hospital. What you think you did you probably did last week, which you thought you did then you actually did the week before.

Huh?

Just turn on the damn lights.

Naruto decided to, for once, listen to the voice in his head. (Hm, listen to a creepy- Kyuubi: Hey!- fox that speaks to you inside of your head.... Good or bad idea?) He flicked the lights switch on.

.......

On second thought, turn them off again.

Sasukes' P.O.V

Haha. Bitch. I laughed on the inside as I watched the nurse, who'd been holding me down, clutch her stomach. I kicked her again, and I laughed when she spat up crimson.

"Remember this, no one touches or talks about my Naruto." I turned on the ball of my foot, and walked to the front desk, "Hmm let's see here..." I said in an almost sing-song voice. And I found the file. Uzumaki. After Uchiha. As it should be. I flipped through the files. Parents died, no relatives- side from one godparent. And... here we go, floor 3 room F5. Well, well; right across from me. I read some more on his file. He has a close friend. Hinata Hyuuga. Hm, that seems familiar...

Now I remember! That bitch who hugged him! After I kicked and punched away from those creeps in white, I ran to the room I knew he'd be in. And I saw her, holding my medication. Wasn't hard to figure out it was mine. Every one had this holy-shit-a-ghost-! look on their face. Figures.

Then that nurse with the two buns on her head came running down the hall. She forgot my med.s. Retard.

After she left that woman hugged my Naruto. My angel. Mine, mine, mine!!!!!

I quickly closed the folder and shoved it back in the cabinet. I heard foot steps. Believe it or not, I am not paraniod; but then again when you here shouting that says 'Over here! He might be here!' you kinda get the feeling, after beating up some nurses, that they might be looking for you.

I took the stairs instead of the elevator. Reason: It's easier to push someone down stairs than in an elevator.

I finally reached his room. And it only took 3 nurses and 1 patient. Haha.

I walked down the hallways, glancing at the doors to see if they're his.

When I reached his room it wasn't hard to open, then again it wasn't locked. I opened the door, and the lights were on. Just to be sure I quickly looked all over the room for any sign of someone other than my angel.

I didn't see any one so I turned off the lights.

I layed on his bed. It felt wonderful. The sheets smelled just like him. I inhaled deeply, memorizing his delicious, heavenly scent.

After a few minutes I heard walking down the hall. I thought it was a nurse, but the the voice I instantly recognised. It was my Naru. I read his file, and it said he was bipolar, and often spoke to, quote, "the voices in his head", unquote.

The door opened up, and the look on his face said he was freaked out, if not confused.

I smirked as he watched my blonde angle go through looks like a girl does clothes (AN: Lol, from hot 'n' cold). Confused, scared, denial. He showed them all. I knew he was talking to the voice that was talking to him; I read his file like it was the bible. Then he reached over to turn on the lights.

When the lights blared on, making my eyes hurt a little, fear rested on his face.

He walked out the door, closed it; then waited five seconds before reentering. He looked shocked then scared again, and tried to run out the door. But I was faster, and I ran and grabbed him by the collar. I pulled him into the room, unaware of two eyes looking at me with shock.

20 minuetes earlier...

After Hinata had gone and given Gaara his medication she left saying she had to do some work. He of course refused to let her go, but with a little coaxing he let go of her. She was now heading to the front desk to see if they needed any help anywhere.

She saw the front desk up ahead and saw Ten Ten at the front desk holding a nurse up. The nurse was a red head and she was bleeding a little at the head; she held a towel over the cut.

"Ten Ten-san?" Hinata asked timidly. Ten Ten looked up and saw Hinata; a relieved look washed over her face. She wispered to the nurse and walked over to Hinata.

"Hinata what is it?" Ten Ten asked with a relieved smile still on her face.

"W-what's going on? I-is she h-hurt?" Hinata asked, putting a hand to her mouth when she saw the blood.

"Yeah she's fine." Ten Ten sighed. "Can you take over my shift until I get some help for her?" Hinata nodded, still a bit woozy at the sight of they blood.

Ten Ten smiled again. "Thanks, it's the same room you went to before, 2d."

With a quick nod and whispered "your welcome", Hinata rushed to the elevator and pressed the '2' button harshly. She wanted to get away from the blood. Too many thoughts......memories...

Ding!

Hinata jumped at the sound of the elevator. She calmed herself down and walked into the small elevator. She began to think. She was worried that one of the nurses had been hurt, and pretty badly from what she had seen. Being to far in her head again she jumped once more when the doors opened up with that (annoying) ding.

Closing her eyes and regaining regulation of her heart beat; she walked out of the elevator doors and down the hall to the second room on the right, had you been facing the doors.

She opened the door to the room and was once again met with the blindingly orange walls.

'Naruto was probably happy in this room.' Hinata mused jokingly in her head.

She was suprised when she was tackled by a familiar dog like patient.

" 'Ey Hinata! What're you doing here?" Kiba mused smiling up at her while he held her in a hug. (AN: Kiba is a brother figure, not a love rival. I thought with Gaara being in a mental hospital and being obsessed there'd be enough tension.)

"H-hi Kiba! T-there was an e-emergancy and I was asked t-to help out h-here."

'Hinata is stuttering less,' Kiba noticed, 'But then again she's got Gaara as a patient.... He better not have done something to her!!!' Kiba unknowingly growled at the thought of her getting hurt and Hinata found this kind of adorable about the brunette.

"Kiba get off her," Shino said with monotone.

Kiba looked at Shino, then childishly stuck his toingue out at him.

"No! I like Hina-chan!" Kiba said holding onto her like a child would his mother.

Shino sighed. He walked away knowing his efforts were in vain.

Kba smiled at his small victory. Then he turned to the lilac eyed girl, "So did Gaara hurt you?" Kiba said turning serious.

Hinata was shocked at Kiba's sudden seriousness. Then she giggled, again at how cute he was by being the big over-protective brother and she the hopeless younger sibling. Patting Kiba on the head (Yeah that'll help his case.....), who grinned at the attention, she said to the feral boy, "I-I'm fine Kiba. G-gaara didn't hurt me."

Kiba didn't believe her, "Are you sure?" He said. He began searching over her arms, legs, torso, and other body parts (not like that pervies...) even so much as sniffing her to make sure she wasn't hurt.

"I-I'm positive K-Kiba-san, I'm not hurt a-anywhere." Finding nothing wrong with her, no bruises, scars or anything he finally got up satisfied.

"Okay....."

Hinata smiled. For the next ten minutes she was sitting in the room, watching all of them go about random activities in the bright orange room. She then noticed....Shikimaru? Yeah, that was him; lying on the couch asleep like a log. Then he was up and chatting with Kiba, then he slept for another twenty seconds and was up again.

"He has narcalepsy." Hinata turned and saw the blonde, Ino, standing there. "You're aren't the first to be surprised at Shikimaru. He falls asleep and wakes up again so randomly..."

Hinata nodded, and then turned back and watched them a bit longer. Ino joined her and they sat in silence for a few minutes. Finally Ino had had enough of the quiet and decided to spark up a conversation.

"So...you know Naruto?"

Hinata was a bit surprised at the sudden question out of the blue, "Um, y-yeah."

"I heard he's got the same mental disease as Gaara. Why don't they act the same?"

Hinata had been prepared for a question like this for years, "Because Naruto was given love."

Ino didn't seem shocked at the answer, "So if Gaara was given love and care he would be like Naruto? Why wasn't he?"

Hinata thought about the answer a bit. She said, "I don't think he would be exactly like Naruto, but I do think he wouldn't be feared like he is as we speak. And I don't know why he wasn't given love. Some- no, alot of people are cruel bastards." When Ino looked at Hinata she saw her face scrunched up in anger.

Ino closed her eyes and nodded her head. She understood. She'd been called....fat by alot of people, so she force vomited to be skinnier. She looked up to see Chouji shoving his face with some chips he managed to sneek. She never understood how he managed to eat like that.

Hinata looked up, saw Chouji eating the chips and got up to take them away. Let's just say the next 20 minutes were spent trying to pry the chips from the Akimichi's hands (with the help of the other petients; i.e. Shikimaru, Lee, Kiba, ect.).

After what seemed like forever, the chips were disposed of properly in a garbage can.....two blocks away from KMI. Hinata sighed as she entered the mental institute, back from her mission.

Hinata pondered her conversation with Ino as she walked the hallways. She quickly looked up when she heard a sound to her right, and saw a flash of yellow quickly get pulled into a room. (Guess who and what...) Quickly walking over to see what had happened she was far from prepared for what awaited her there.

Gaara sat in his room trying to sleep, but his damn brain kept thinking; and if you counted the voice, then his brain kept talking.....

And talking, and talking, and talking....

I swear to God I will hang my-self with the sheets if you don't shut up.

Ooookay, shutting up now. He didn't wanna die! Was this guy crazy!?! .....Scratch that last part.

Gaara sighed. His eyelids were getting heavy, and he closed them, welcoming the peaceful darkness. After what felt like seconds (but was actuallt thirty minutes) Gaara was woken up by the running of feet and the frantic voices of the nurses on the other side of his door.

Gaara, still tired and now cranky, growled and got up to scare the nurses into getting away from his room. Only a mere three inches from his door he was about to open his door and yell at the nurses until he heard his Hinata's name.

"What?! Hyuuga-san was attacked?!"

"Yes, by Sasuke Uchiha. I dont' know the datails but apparently he tackled her and started strangling her-" Gaara didn't hear the rest of the conversation.

The mere thought of his Hinata, pinned and struggling fro air as someone crushed her windpipe sent him into a rage of pure fury and anger. He slammed his room door open, which scared the nurses on the other side shitless, and sprinted down the hallway.

Gaara looked down every turn, corner and hallway; searching for a sign of pale skin or long navy hair tht belonged to his Hinata.

He rounded the corner of the last hallway on the floor, and saw her familiar small frame. What added fuel to the fire, however, was the position she was in.

Gaara ran and tackled the man that was on top of her and chocking her and knocked him on the ground. He started to punch the man, intent on killing him for hurting Hinata.

Sasuke was pissed. First that bitch from earlier walked in on him and his angel, and then tried to pull him off of his angel, that was the first mistake. The second was when she had the gall to tell him what to do. So he lunged at her and proceeded to strangle her, ignoring Naruto's yells for him to stop. Finally before he could destroy her trachea, some blood red headed psychopath jumped on him and started hitting him.

So he fought back, and the two of them rolled around intent on killing (if not severely harming) the other. Punching, biting, kicking, anything one could do to the other they did.

Hinata slowly regained focus, and looked around to see what had happened to the Uchiha that was strangling her. She gasped a bit as she saw Gaara and Sasuke rolling on the ground fighting.

"Hina-chan!" Naruto ran over to her and they hugged each other, glad that the other was okay. When they looked up and saw the two men fighting, all they could do was sit and wait for the other doctors. If they got into the fight they would only get hurt, and that would make things worse.

Gaara was dead set on killing the Uchiha in front of him, come hell or high water. He didn't remember the last time he was this angry, only that it lead to the death of his father; not that he felt remorse for that scum bag. He kept looking for an opening for a fatal shot, but he couldn't find a single one. So, again for the first time in ten years, he let Shukaku take over.

I'm gonna let you take over. Think you can handle it?

Shukaku could have grinned, and he replied with an insane chuckle, Gotcha, and don't I always?

Sasuke was shocked when he saw the pupil-less sea foam eyes turn a molten gold and the conjunctiva turned black.

"Hehehe, first time out in ten years…" Sasuke turned cold at the high insane tone, "Don't worry….I'll be gentle!" Shukaku (in Gaara's body) flipped Sasuke over and started puling his arms behind his back, he criss-crossed them into an 'X' shape and pulled harder. He laughed as he heard the sickening cracking of the Uchiha's spine.

Sasuke did not scream out, but the pain was horrible; so he did what his brother taught him, and fainted.

Shukaku, happy to have finished the job, turned around and calmly walked toward Hinata and the blonde kid that looked eerily familiar.

Naruto didn't know why, but seeing Sasuke get whooped made him feel sad. Why did he feel sad?! This was the same guy who'd been stalking him! Who broke into his room (actually the door was unlocked but that point aside), and attacked Hina-chan! He had no reason to feel sad…but he did.

But Sasuke wasn't down for the count yet. His brother said if ever in a bad situation, play dead; like with a bear. So when Gaara was the right amount of feet away from him, his eyes sprang open and he swung his feet to the left; knocking Gaara off his.

Shukaku looked back and saw that his irides had changed from onyx to red, his pupils had contracted and there was an odd shape around his pupils that looked like three commas. Whatever the hell it meant the Uchiha was faster, swifter and stronger.

And so the punches, bites, kicks, and now scratches were more feral than before as the rolling around and fighting had resumed.

Hinata had had enough of the senseless (to her) fighting, they were even beginning to shed blood. Right now Gaara had the upper hand by pinning the Uchiha down, and Hinata sprinted her self toward Gaara and pulled him off the Uchiha.

"Gaara stop! You're going to hurt yourself!" Hinata screamed. Gaara was still struggling and they tumbled to the ground. Hinata hugged onto Gaara until he finally calmed down, to a point were he wasn't Shukaku at least.

Naruto had stopped Sasuke, holding him down as well, so he had calmed down as well.

"Hinata! What's going on?" Hinata looked to the left of her and saw Ten Ten and Dr. Umino running down the hall.

Everything after that was a blur. From her being pulled away so they could sedate Gaara to her walking away so that they could "handle things".

She saw Gaara's eyes, and even though she didn't want to be, she was scared. And she was certain that something bad was going to happen because of this.

HSF: Again sorry that it's soo late and the ending's kinda bad; but I was desperate to get this up and fanfiction was being a bitch. took fuckin forever to put up the last part..... X* Anywho, another reason this is soo late is that I've made a promise that there has to be a minimum of 3,000 words. So.... yeah.

So Please R'n'R! ^^

Oh! And incase people don't know, cuz I didn't for a while, Irides is the plural form of Iris, and Conjunctiva is the white part of your eye. Yay anatomy terms!