~Anna's POV~

I was tired, sore, exhausted and the bloody wound on my arm hurt like hell. I used my exhaustion as an excuse to rid of school early and went home.

I wanted to eat something but I couldn't focus on anything as my eyes kept shutting and I kept dozing off. Half of my mind was rendered useless and I couldn't even think straight.

Giving up on making anything, I sat on the counter and dangled my legs off off it. My mind was going blank, my locked away emotions were trying to resurface and my actions were going out of control.

I glanced here and there observing the kitchen when my eyes fell upon a set of kitchen knives. Something sparked in me and told me to get a closer look.

Walking closer each step, my heart beat against my chest increased and I couldn't quite put my finger on it but it seemed like curiosity which was making me do this.

Ultimately I reached the knife set and took out the largest knife, turning it to its sides, I admired its beauty. Sharp blade, smooth hilt and a beautiful pointed tip.

When I had admired the beauty of the blade I brought it against my wrist thinking what would it feel like?

Would it relieve some pain? Would it feel good? Why was I doing it earlier? Is it some kind of drug?

I was very much absorbed in thought that when there was a knock on the door, my whole body shook, causing the blade to make contact with my wrist, drawing blood.

I gasped and threw the knife away out of fright of what had happened. Blood was seeping out so I hurriedly went to the sink and threw cold water on the cut and quickly wrapped bandages around it and slipped on a warmer over it to conceal it.

My breathing was heavy, my eyes were size of dinner plates and my body was shaken up by what had just happened. The door was knocked upon again and I went with silent steps to see through the hole who was there.

Shit! He had to come at a time like this?! Shit! Shit! Shit!

I was constantly thinking of an excuse and came up with a good one and messed up my hair then went to the door, opening it slowly.

"Took you long enough." Itachi spoke and there was this emotion in his eyes like he knew something which was not wanting to be revealed.

" I was finally sleeping." I retorted with a stern look.

" Since when do you sleep?" He narrowed his eyes.

Stupid me! Why did I even say that?! I should've known he would figure it out! He's smarter than he looks!

" Well I said 'finally'."

" And I said since when."

" What do you want?" I tried hiding my arms behind me but well let's just say its a Uchiha at my door. Of course he will figure things out!!

" Are you hiding something?" Geez, talk about being straight-forward.

" N-no. What makes you say that?"

" Your stutter and that extra sleeve you put on since first period. Oh look, the warmer's an addition. Care to explain." He raised an eyebrow. I immediately started to panic, not knowing what he will do if he found out. I was scared of when people got angry with me or yelled at me.

So I did what came first in my mind and that was- RUN! I ran to my room and locked the door hearing footsteps behind me and slid down to the floor.

" Anna! Open this door."

" N-no!"

" Why?" Well, he was being calm. One of the many things you loved about him. Wait, love?

" You'll yell at me!"

" What makes you say that?"

" Its not my fault! Stop yelling!" The irony.

" Just open the door so I can help you." My feet had went cold the moment I started running from him.

"I'm not some psycho! I don't need your help!"

" Why are you being so difficult?" Even though he had just whispered it, it still got to me.

" I heard that!!"

" Just open the door!!" Alright now that he raised his voice, there was no chance I was opening the door.

I didn't answer him and he probably got worried and started banging on the door and one of it hit my head.

" Bloody hell! That hit my head!!"

" Nothing would hit you if you'll Just. Open. The. Door." I thought hard about it.

Maybe he really can help. I mean he has helped me before but-

" Don't make me break the door. You know I can."

" Y-you promise you won't yell?"

" I just want to help you. So please, open the door." I sighed and gathered up my courage and with shaky hands, I unlocked the door, opening it hesitantly.

My gaze casted on the ground, my arms and feet cold, emotions stirring rapidly and a constant fear of something bad constantly gnawed at my soul for what Itachi would do.

I know he said he won't yell but there's no telling anything what will happen so I prepared myself for everything but it turned out to be something unexpected.

Out of nowhere I was being hugged by this beautiful warmth which I knew only one person could provide, so I hugged him back, clutching on his shirt for dear life.

Reluctantly, Itachi let me go and a small pout formed on my face which didn't go unnoticed by the said man as he chuckled under his breath. He still had a firm grip on my shoulders maybe because he suspected I would run again.

" I won't run. You can let go. My poor shoulders aching from your grip." I whined and he let go with a smile.

He didn't pass a comment on it and grabbed my hand gently, leading me with him to the living room. I loved each and every second he had a hold on my hand.

He made me sit on the couch and sat beside me looking at me with a dead serious gaze. I gulped at the intensity of it and averted my eyes elsewhere.

" Now, will you tell me what happened?" I slightly shook my head and he sighed. " At least tell me what are you hiding?" I sighed.

"They are wounds." I spoke in a small voice but he heard it nonetheless.

" Wounds?"

" Y-ya."

" Will you let me see them?"

Wow. It was like he was talking to a child. I raised my head a little to meet his gaze and saw that hurt and pleading look in his eyes. Not wanting to get him angry, I nodded sliding down the sleeve and warmer to reveal bandages.

" May I?" He asked for permission before he undid the bandages and I just nodded not being able to form words. When the bandage on the bigger wound was off, my eyes widened as did Itachi's.

" I-it wasn't like that before. I s-swear." My wound had gone purple with bruised skin.

" How did you get it?"

" Some girls bullied me."

" Bullied? You? For some reason I'm having a hard time digesting it."

" My mind is not processing correctly. Self defense was shut down due to this instability."

"What did they bully you for?"

"I-i don't wanna talk about it." I looked away from him and chewed on my bottom lip unconsciously.

"You can tell me when you want to." I just smiled slightly.

"Thanks."

"What's the other wound?" I flinched a little when Itachi slowly started undoing that bandage as well. " When did you get it?" This, I could answer.

"Before you c-came."

"Did you self-inflict that?" He looked unhappy just at the possibility of it.

"I-it isn't like that! My senses died completely and I don't even know when the knife hit my skin!" I tried defending myself.

"You just got the stitches out and now this. Why aren't you a bit more careful?" Itachi scolded but before I could give an answer or even think of one, he continued, "stay here, I will get the first-aid kit."

And he was gone. The few minutes that I was alone, I received a text from Konan to open the door in the next few seconds. I sighed again. Just what I needed. Another friend to yell at me. And as expected she did yell, a lot, all the while that Grizzly bandaged my arm and cleaned my cut.

"Konan please give it a rest. Its not like I want myself dead." I snapped finally. "Wait, I DO want myself dead but rest assured, I won't go by suicide-"

"Anna!" I flinched, not only from her voice but also from the stinging of peroxide. "Vacations are going to start in a few days and I am thinking that it is too dangerous for you to be alone."

"I was thinking the same thing." Itachi agreed.

"Before you both start thinking up of weird stuff, let me tell you, don't worry. I can take care of myself." I butted in.

"Yes. This is exactly how you managed to get this wound infected in less than four hours." I gave Itachi a look.

"Its infected?" I poked at the purplish skin and got my hand slapped away. "Huh."

"You're staying with me for the vacations." Konan suggested.

"Nup."

"Why not?"

"It would be intrusive on your time with Yahiko." Her face flushed. "Bullseye."

"It won't be-"

"She can stay with Sasuke and me," Itachi commented, "if she wants to of course." He added quickly. Konan gave him a scrutinizing look.

"That would be burdensome dude."

"It won't be. And since you are going to have a fever soon enough anyways, so cut me some slack." I thought about it. It was a nice idea. "And everybody can come and hangout if you all want to as well."

This idea settled well with my ladyfriend quite well and she allowed it. Thank goodness.