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A/N: This is NOT a oneshot. It is a series. I promise. The rest will not be written this way. Consider this a prologue of sorts.

Part I

Chapter One

He walked to school alone, looking warily around before making any sudden movements. He knew how it worked; the school was their hunting grounds. They were the lions, he was the gazelle. His only defense was his speed. He had no one. No one to expect help from, no friends to hide behind. So why did he put up with it? He knew the reason well, but still asked himself every day. The reason was that it was just as bad at home. His foster family hated him, and went to no pains to hide it. The bruises and scars that he accumulated from them over the years proved it. He slept were he fell, never attracted attention to himself, at home or anywhere else, for fear of attack.

No one sits with him, he doesn't fit in

But we feel like we do when we make fun of him

'Cause you want to belong, do you go along?

'Cause his pain is the price paid for you to belong

He was alone. He had no one, no family, no friends. All he had was his tormenters. Obviously, they were no comfort. Except maybe when they knocked him unconscious. Then he at least had a break from the physical pain, even if he was still plagued by his inner demons.

It's not like you hate him or want him to die

But maybe he goes home and thinks suicide

And a kindness from you might have saved his life

He had attempted suicide. Oh yes, he had. Several times, in fact. Twice he tried to overdose. Once on pain medicine and once on sleeping pills. The first time, he didn't take enough. The second time, he was on a park bench, and found by a young child. He was taken to a hospital. When he woke, he thanked the child, but even to himself, the words sounded hollow and fake. And then the cutting began.

Heroes are made when you make a choice

No one had tried to help him. He was either ignored or jeered at for his attempts. The latter was far more common. Everyone did it, but he had a few special bullies. Uchiha Sasuke was the worst. He had made his life miserable since he had transferred to Konoha High School in October of that year, his freshman year. When he walked into class and was introduced, the first thing said was by Sasuke, and it was a single word. Fag.

You could be a hero - heroes do what's right

You could be a hero - you might save a life

You could be a hero- you could join the fight

For what's right, for what's right, for what's right

That one word began everything. His other main torturers were Hyuuga Neji, Akimichi Chouji, Inuzuka Kiba, and Haruno Sakura. They were careful not to get caught, but that didn't make the wounds any easier to bear. He knew he was truly alone. No one cared.

No one talks to him, he feels so alone

He's in too much pain to survive on his own

The hurt he can't handle overflows to a knife

He writes on his arm and wants to give up his life

He cuts. He cuts deep, and he cuts often. He knows that his body can't handle the strain it adds to his already weakened self. He is weak, mentally and physically. And he knows it. Physically, being beaten, at home and at school, day and night, makes him weak. Mentally, keeping up his façade of a happy teenager, unbothered by the treatment given to him by others, is almost enough to kill him.

Heroes are made when you make a choice

No one would help him, he knew. So why did it hurt so much? Why was he disappointed when no one came to his rescue? When he had no hero?

Little Naruto was the one in class who everyday got brutally harassed

This went on and on until he decided that never again would he shed another tear

So he walked through the door, grabbed a four-four out of his father's dresser drawer

And said I can't take life no more

No more. No more pain. No more harassment. The thought filled him with bliss. He knew that for a quick, painless death, you shoot your temple. But he didn't think he deserved a painless death. He knew that he deserved a painful death. Whatever he had done to deserve this hell called life, he wanted to make up for it. He had failed at dying so many times…he thought a painful attempt might finally allow him to die. He looked at the gun and smiled sadly. If he wanted anyone to notice his disappearance, he wanted it to be Sasuke. He didn't know why. He assumed that it had something to do with the fact that Sasuke had ruined his an impulse, he put the gun in his jacket and walked to Sasuke's house. He rapped on the door, and when Sasuke answered, he pulled out the gun. Sasuke went even paler than normal. "You ruined my life." he said, smiling sadly. He turned the gun away from Sasuke and toward his chest. The moment Sasuke reached for the gun was the moment Naruto pulled the trigger.

(A/N: Now it's focusing on Sasuke, just so you know. It wouldn't make sense otherwise.)

All of us just sat back and watched it happen

Thinkin' it's not my responsibility to solve a problem that isn't even about me

He stared at the fallen and bloody boy in front of him. He had almost forgotten what he had started immediately when the boy had transferred. In the ambulance with Naruto, Sasuke had reflected on everything he had done to the boy. Calling him a fag. Beating him. Letting others beat him. He knew that it had escalated, but he had stopped caring. After all, it wasn't his problem. Let Naruto deal with it on his own.

Now it's our time to pick a side

So don't keep walkin' by

Not wantin' to intervene

'cause you wanna exist and never be seen

He knew now that it needed to stop. He had noticed Naruto missing school for days at a time since that fateful day in October. He had never given much thought to it before, but now he wondered if he had tried something like this before. He knew that he was a huge influence in the school, but he never realized that that one word, a single word, could destroy someone so completely.

You could be a hero - heroes do what's right

You could be a hero - you might save a life

You could be a hero- you could join the fight

For what's right, for what's right, for what's right

He decided then and there that he would be Naruto's hero. He started this mess. He needed to finish this. He would never forgive himself if Naruto actually did kill himself. He would become a hero. No matter what he had to do or what he had to give up. He would be a hero, even if just to this one little blonde.