A/N: More depressingness! I honestly feel bad for Sasuke here...so angsty! Lyrics are from The Catalyst, by Linkin Park.
I don't own Naruto.
{{God bless us, everyone, we're a broken people living under loaded gun}}
Everything is cracking.
The shards of reality fall to the ground like panes of shattered glass, sharp edges ripping long wounds in the blackness.
As if in slow motion, splinters tumble to earth like leaves, cascading around a man with ivory skin and ebony hair and eyes like rubies. He's on his knees, hands covering his face, hiding aristocratic features behind long fingers. Blood oozes from the tears in his flesh, crimson adding color to an otherwise black-and-white landscape.
A raven's call echoes around the emptiness, reminding the man of the reason for it all.
Aniiki. Nanda?
Nanda?!
NANDA?!
The raven circles him, and the man relaxes.
{{Lift me up, let me go}}
His brother's final gift. A feeling like strong, lithe arms circles the man's shoulders, and he sighs.
{{It can't be outfought, it can't be outdone, it can't be outmatched, it can't be outrun}}
It was only when Sasuke opened his eyes that he realized the nightmare had left him crying.
