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A/N: I AM SO SORRY! I have had horrible writer's block. On top of that, my mother had surgery and fell off the stairs, my dad has been hospitalized for his heart six times, and I have been terribly ill. But I will be updating all my stories soon! I have been trying to improve my writing style, so I hope it's a little better!

Part I

Chapter Three

Sasuke's POV

Playlist: I'll Be Your Hero- 2BE3

What the hell was that? That family, if you can call them that, always seemed alright in public. Not happy, but not unhappy either. How can they act so differently behind closed doors? Particularly toward their son, even if they are only foster parents. This is difficult for me to understand, but then, I have a fairly decent family life. Naruto is already on the edge of more self-destruction… How much of that is his "family's" fault? How much of it was mine?

I have to fix this. I promised myself that I would fix everything that I caused, to keep him safe. I want to be his friend. His hero. I will find a way to get him away from those people. They will eventually hurt him beyond repair, I am certain. I will do it. I do not care how difficult it may be. I do not know how I will accomplish it. But it will happen. It has to.

I walked in the door of my home, still thinking about how to save the blonde. Seeing my parents and brother, so very different from Naruto's, almost made me want to cry. But I won't. If I ask my family for help in this situation while I'm crying, they won't take me seriously. I have to stay calm and composed until I get my point across if I want their help with this…rescue. Yes, that is the word I was looking for. I need to rescue him. Naruto.

I entered the study, finding Otou-san and Itachi discussing plans for his future. Itachi wanted to go into writing; Father was trying to talk him out of it, so he would be sure to have stable income. "Excuse me Otou-san, Itachi. Where is Okaa-san?"

"In the kitchen, otouto."

"Thank you Itachi. I will be back in a few moments. I have something very important to discuss with you all."

I went and retrieved Kaa-san from the kitchen. She was not happy about leaving her cookies unattended, but when I told her it was important, she agreed and came with me. We returned to the study where Father and Itachi were waiting for us.

There looked at me expectantly, and I took a deep breath and began my story.

(*w*)SasuNaru(*w*)

"I don't understand. You bullied him, yet you were surprised when he tried to commit suicide. You turned everyone against him, but now you want to save him. Why?" Itachi asked questioningly.

"Because he needs someone to care and no one else will."

"Sasuke…" Kaa-san looked at me, disappointment shining in her eyes. "What could have possessed you to be so terrible to this boy? We need an honest answer if you expect us to help you."

I glanced down at the floor, ashamed. "When he first transferred, I…I felt the need to show everyone else that I had power over him, over everyone. I thought my reputation and popularity gave me the right to be a -pardon my language- complete and utter jackass to everybody else." The palm of a hand swept across my face, leaving a stinging, blotchy cheek behind.

The slap came from the unlikeliest of people.

My father.

He, who had been silent throughout the entire ordeal, now looked at me sharply and stated, "What I'm hearing is that you pushed this boy to attempt suicide, and now want us to help you so you can ease your conscience. If you have another reason, you have two minutes to convince me of it, starting now."

I breathed out slowly, trying to find the words. "I don't know," I said honestly. "But… he makes me happy." Itachi and Kaa-san exchanged shocked expressions. "I don't think I could explain why, but he does."

"Fugaku," Kaa-san began, "I think we should help him. Not just for his sake, but for Naruto's as well." Itachi nodded in agreement.

"Fine. But to be clear, I am not doing this for you. I am doing it to help a boy who obviously needs it." he said, throwing me a hard look.

"I understand." I really did. I did not deserve their help or their sympathy. But he did. Naruto did.