My First Song Fiction
A/N: Well I know this isn't another chapter to my other stories like you most likely wanted it to be, but here's something to ease your pain. The song will appear in the next chapter. It's a two-shot! I couldn't get this stupid song out of my head. It just fit.
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Disclaimer: Kishimoto owns Naruto.
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Vindicated
"I hate you. I HATE YOU." Tears ran down her porcelain cheeks as she kept her emerald eyes fixed on the bloodied battered headband.
"Sakura-chan I'm sorry!" His voiced was muffled through the white wooden door. Sapphire eyes scanned over the door filled with concern, anguish, and true fear. His form slowly slumped against the wooden door.
Concern for the pink haired girl that was on the other side of the door in front of him. Anguish for the past events, and why they had to occur the way they did. True fear for the fact that his first and only love might actually hate him.
Her petite hands traced over the nicks and scratches left from battles and skirmishes of the past. Each and every scratch had it's own worry just like every scar you receive during battles. It was the only thing she had left of him. The rest of the world would give only give a sympathetic glance before returning to their normal lives.
No person could fathom the amount of pain she harbored within her very own fragile heart. Her sobbing finally came to a halt, but the pain was forever embedded in her heart. She would never forget.
Never
His face dug in to hands, eyes not content with seeing the world, and the horrors it truly contains. Even the civilians' past transgressions did not even compare what Sakura was unknowingly doing to him. A rambunctious, imperturbable fifteen year old blond boy was not longer present. Only a shell of his former self filled with sadness.
His head rose from his hands and slowly lowered his ear to the door. The distinctive sounds of sobs were no longer present. Gaining a sense of composure, he decided to break the grief stricken silence.
Sakura gazed upon the white door when she heard some shuffling. She lifted her knees to her chest and kept a melancholy gaze upon the door. His serene voice broke the silence.
"Sakura-chan I never meant to hurt yo..." As he spoke a profound fury swelled within her. Who was he to sound so calm when he murdered her love.
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" She screamed out continuously with a bitter tone. "I hate you for what you've done..." The next statement would be the one she would regret for the rest of her agonized, love forsaken life. "and I hate you for what you are, and what you contain!"
Naruto wouldn't give in. Not here. Not in front of her. He bolted out her front door. Gusts of wind pelted him with cold rain sent down from the gods. As he ran from the world that hated and cursed him from birth blurred in his vision. He couldn't tell if he was crying, or if it was the rain. It hurt so much.
Upon arriving home, he slammed his door, and curled in his bed trying to hide his vulnerability from the world.
A flurry of sorrow filled screams and cries sounded the night...
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A/N: Yes I know it's short. This actually caused writer's block. I couldn't think straight with this in my head. My brain kept telling me to go for it. I would have just made it one whole chapter which most likely would have been better, but I wanted some input so far on this little project. The next chapter will most likely be bigger, but not by a lot. I'm pretty sure I'll have it up by tomorrow.