It's like this;
We're standing in a field of blood, framed with a black-red stream of mangled akatsuki, straw hats sticking up like graves, robes flowing like dark smoggy waves. The swirling patterns on the thick fabric seem to run circles in my mind, all leading back to my final victory, my final loss. I can only imagine what is going through your mind.
You say something, and I listen without looking at you.
I can't look.
Not yet.
"We... we did it sasuke." Naruto grins, blood streaming from his body. His wounds would become fatal if left alone for much longer. Perhaps they already were. "We beat all of them. E-even Itachi."
It's like this;
After what seems like an eternity, I've gathered enough sanity to turn and answer, to tell you that you're right for once, when I find you on the ground, flinching, shaking. I kneel- more like fall, for my legs have given out, fucking useless things- right next to you, and I find I have the decency to hold your hand, caress your back, as you cough up blood. Your back shivers -it's so simple to ignore my own pain when you're in the same damn boat-, and I find my Itachi-complex is gone, only to be replaced by a new one. One centered all around the blonde who I'm currently laying next to, in the middle of a battlefield, we're the only two people still alive. I find myself scooting closer to you, trying to offer a bit of comfort, still not letting go of your hand.
Heh, we probably looked like lovers.
Some sort of sadistic lovers.
"... Yeah. We did. That d-doesn't mean you're not still a... a dobe." Sasuke manages to smirk through his cracked lips, and Naruto giggles slightly in response, but it comes out more like a pained choke.
"W-well, teme. That... goes without saying."
It's like this;
We're still holding hands -I don't mind, we don't really have much of a reputation left to keep up anymore-, and I start to feel tingling in my fingers. I look down, only to see red and blue chakra covering my hand, healing the gashes there before moving up my arm. It crawls slowly across my chest, and I can feel the weight there lighten slightly, the chakra melds my bones back together, leaving naught but scratches and the occasional laceration to be taken care of later-
-wait.
What is the idiot doing?
"W-what?" Sasuke whispers, Naruto locks eyes with him, and finally he's stopped smiling.
"... I'm re-repaying you." Understanding glints in the dark abyss of his eyes, and he tries to take his hand away, but his fingers are caught in a vice-like grip.
"No! D-dont do this, Naruto! Please, I'll be fine, you need to... to... LET GO!!"
It's like this;
Finally I can remove my fingers, but only because Naruto has given me all his damned chakra. Now he just looks at me with a slightly belated glint in his eyes, washed grey and tired, underneath the pain-filled pupils a sad smile flashes.
I find myself grabbing his hand again, ignoring the pain immediately following the movement, glaring at him as if daring him to die.
"Stupid... Sasuke. Stop... crying." Naruto whispers, and the raven sniffles, huffs angrily.
"I'm not crying! Dead last! It's raining!" Smiling wanly, Naruto slowly turns his head to the sky, never breaking contact with Sasuke's hand.
"heh... raining..."
It's like this;
They look up, but all they can see is the sun peeking through clouds in the sky.
"It's... raining..."
It's like this;
The raven is left alone, with naught but the sorrowful cries of the kitsune to keep him company.