I had watched the episodes dealing with the fight between Naruto and Sasuke over six months ago, in seventh grade. Once I saw episode 133, I began to predict an outcome. Rather than a fanfiction dealing with an entirely made up story, this was my theory as to how the fight would end.
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Never Live Forever
Chapter I: Too Late
And the two stood on opposite sides of a river. One in blue clothes, gray skin, red eyes, and even wings. The second in orange clothes, blue eyes, and a red aura surrounding him. You could say it resembled a fox. The one of the left placed his right hand around his left wrist, and a gray-ish form of energy came around it. The one on the right holding an outstretched hand as a purple orb formed on his palm. They lunged at each other, now almost with the intent to kill.
"Chidori!"
"Rasengan!"
They screamed. Who could predict the aftermath?
Sasuke and Naruto collided, staring into each other's faces. Concentrating on each other, rather then their attacks. Chirping and swirling sounds were beginning to mix with each other. And a large, white explosion was formed. Their hair waved as their eyes closed from the impact. As the light dimmed, they fell straight to the floor of the Earth.
W-what's that feeling? Could it be . . . NO! A white-haired jounin charged through the forest nearby. He made his way through all he could see until he approached a waterfall, "The . . . waterfall . . ." He whispered. Looking down, Kakashi saw a blonde haired boy, the red aura dying down around him.
"Nice work, kid." A demonic voice said to Naruto. Naruto only dropped to his knees, crying. Tears fell on Sasuke and Naruto released a scream with all of his heart
"I couldn't have been . . . too late . . . am I?" Kakashi jumped down, "Naruto!"
"Kakashi-sensei!" Naruto saw his teacher dash toward him. Kakashi bent down hear Sasuke, though. He lifted him by the shoulders, and placed a hand on his chest, then moving onto Sasuke's wrist
"Naruto . . ." Kakashi whispered, placing a free hand on Naruto's shoulder, "I'm sorry, but-"
"NO! Dammit, no!" Naruto yelled with unwanted emotions, "He can't be! Prove that he's not dead!"
Kakashi took a deep breath and gripped Sasuke's shirt. He ripped it off with a yank, and Naruto saw what he had done.
Sasuke laid there, blood dripping, a hold through his chest