Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Mad Mad House ❯ Patient: 626 ( Chapter 1 )

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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, and I don't like Sasuke. But for the first time, I'm going to write a fic making him, my main character. If I did own Naruto, NaruSaku would rule the world, and watch over Fat Sasuke, and Temari would be my wife!

Trouble Minds, Trouble Thoughts, Troubled Souls, Lost, Lost souls, but all seem to find themselves in one place. Only one place...

Hokuten Presents to you...

Mad Mad House

Chapter 1: Patient 626-A

"Ahh! Welcome fresh meat, I mean Patient 626-A! Welcome!" This man in a white suit, and a had a stethoscope around his neck. He had this grin upon his face, not a face of pity, but ... glee.

How I got here? I don't know. Who I am? I don't care. Why am I here? That's what I've been trying to figure out since I left. All I know is that I have no where else to go, except here. Here, in Mad Mad House, Hidden Institution of the Criminally Insane, or Sane, or whichever they like to keep locked up and away.

They brought me to this room, this small examination room, as if they were giving me a full physical, and asked me questions.

"Name?"

"Uchiha, Sasuke."

"Age?"

"20."

"Bloodline?"

"Sharingan."

"Cause for institutionalization?"

"Self admitted."

The medical examiner looked at me, and simply wrote down the information. I didn't care what they thought about me anymore. It was probably troubling for them, another S-Rank Shinobi to "re-educate" or "re-self-evaluate". Therapy, I never did like it, nor did it help me anyway. After they did the physical, they took my old clothes and put it in a locker for me to pick up freely, even though they had no intention of letting me leave anyway, atleast, not until I was "institutionalized".

They had me dress in this white medical gown, which felt strange since I would always regard myself as dark colored person. For once, I felt relaxed. But moving on, they took me on the grand tour of the facility. The main "living" room, or lack there of, was filled with a bunch of fellow "paitents" in white gowns. They were all wandering around as if they were lost in this contained area. Some of them even looked to be incapacitated, or like a vegetable. I didn't really listen to the nurse's explainations and what not, but simply thought to myself.

"What the bloody hell happened to them..."

Next the nurse took me to this dark hallway, with many dark doors and the hall light kept on flashing, as if it were going to go out at any moment. Here she warned me of "loose" paitents that would wander up and down. They would never say a word, but simply looked at one another and kept on wandering up and down. Next there was this stairway to another wing of the building to which I felt a very very cold shudder come to me. It was dark, and very spooky looking. To me it looked as if some kind of freak or monster were about to jump out at any moment, and eat me alive. The nurse saw me shiver, and saw that I was looking in the direction of the "Eastern Wing" of Mad Mad House.

"Ah yes, that is the Eastern Wing of Mad Mad House. Very, very nasty side of the hospital, I wouldn't want to be trapped over on that side if I were you." She gave this gritty laugh, and winked at me. "Then again, it only looks like that because Joe hasn't fixed the lights yet." She paused for a moment, and clapped her hands twice.

The lights stopped flickering, and turned on.

"Oh well now, Joe did fix them, silly me."

I looked at her with such a strange face, or at least I thought I did. My face expression is always the same, never could tell if I was smiling or not. We continued on, to the Western Wing, where I was finally going to meet my roommate. The room number marked as E6-324. Now normally I would think we were on the Eastern Wing, sixth floor, room three-hundred, twenty-four. Then again, nothing exactly made sense around here, nor did I even care to make any sense. We were only on the third floor. She opened my room and it was fairly dark, only a small window lit up the room. She let me go in first, and told me the following rules...

"Now here are the following rules: 1. Medicine time is promptly at 5:30 pm. 2. Meals are when you hear the following bell on the speaker system. Right about..." She looked at her watch, and there was a light bell ring on the speaker above us. "Now. 3. Do try to behave around the others. Any thing funny, and yes we do mean FUNNY, will be consulted to re-education."

I walked into my room, and she handed me a straight jacket.

"It gets cold sometimes. Enjoy your stay, and welcome to your new home. Oh and by the way, you're the SECOND Uchiha we have staying here with us."

She closed the door and the room fell dark. Those last words she said stayed with me...

(You're the SECOND Uchiha we have staying here with us.)

I put on the straight jacket since it was fairly cold. My room was fairly small, probably 10x10ft cube of a room. Two beds, and one window. But what happened next I would have never believed would happened since I came here. As I sat down on one of the beds, a voice spoke. A voice in which only I could know.

"That's my side...little brother."

I couldn't see him but I knew it was him. The man I struggled not to become and overcome.

"This is only a trick! Only a voice in my mind! Leave me!"

I tried to force this voice out of my head. It was impossible how could he be here, alive, and in the same room. The voice continued in a very annoyed manner.

"I can't."

Two claps came from a dark corner of the room near the door. And there he was, fully body, and as real as I was sitting here on "his bed". He had a dark look upon him, only he didn't have sharingan on. He had regular eyes, but they still held that hate, that discrimination of his weaker brother.

"Hello Sasuke."

To Be Continued...

A/N: Quick and easy for a first chapter. I just had to get him in and acquainted to Mad Mad House. Don't worry, things will start to get even crazier and crazier. Then you'll wonder where I come up with this stuff.