A/N: This was initially inspired by the game, a lot of people found it was too forced to be tragic. Yes the game, and plot had some imperfections, but which game doesn't? I really enjoyed the cut-scenes and mini stories you'd find along the way. I kinda choked up on some scenes. So here's a story I have finished writing out the plot. This is the first chapter (or prologue, whichever you find fitting) to hook you up. I know Cliff hangers are torture to you guys but to authors, its like a guilty pleasure :) This is SasuNaruSasu. There will be SUGGESTIVE THEMES So if you don't like it, skip the parts or just stop here and go read another fanfic. The chapters might be short or long, it depends. Don't spam me about it please. Still pondering if I want this to be a oneshot.

In any case, enjoy.

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It hurts watching him love her. Nighttime was quiet, the smiling crescent moon bestowed light, illuminating the sleeping city as they departed. Death filled the atmosphere, a familiar smell of dead ash consumed me. A speeding car, the driver no doubt drunk, promised unclean death to the crossing woman Naruto loved. What do I do? I don't have a right to be with Naruto, not since I broke his last promise. Our promise. But that didn't matter, as long as he was happy. If he found happiness in this woman, then I would gladly die for him again. I would die a thousand deaths for him to smile at me. This is my redemption. May this be the final part of the cycle of death.

Chapter one: Fragile Dream

I had a dream.

A lively voice called to me.

It was a familiar voice that continued to haunt me.

I walked a lonely road I had chose-no-forced to follow.

The same voice called my name in fondness.

"Sasuke! Hey look at the sky!"

I tilted my head to glance up the sky. The sky was a beautiful scarlet color with gentle, soft, clouds. The sun seemed to glow a soft mixture of a bright golden-yellow, the sunlight felt soothing and pleasant. It looked so much like Naruto's hair. I gave an arrogant smile, I turned my head to tell Naruto that the sun was annoyingly bright like him to get a reaction. But my smile dropped and the warmth left when I realized there was no one but me.

All alone.

My heart seem to fall, and the heartache returned to remind me that Naruto was gone forever. Even though the humid, summer, wind brushed my cheeks and rolled over my hair softly, I felt so cold, empty, and alone. The memories we shared were my light in the darkened days of my past. But now it was just darkness and I left. Everyone I knew and grew to love were gone. I am not going to tell you how it started, how it hurt me, and how it ended. Everything was gone. No matter how desperately I pray and wish to see his face, to see his unrestrained smile, to touch his kind face, I know that can never see Naruto again.

Those who are alive must continue to live. Those who die, remain dead underneath the cold, hardened Earth. The continuous sunsets and sunrises had lost their meaning and beauty.

No matter how elegant the stars, sunset, Moon, and Sun were, nothing changed.

They were all gone.

This was probably because my own sun, the light that gave me meaning, was long gone. I would have gladly died with him. With Naruto, but I promised him I would live, to find happiness in others again. But how can I find happiness when there was nothing alive anymore except the sky?

Without Naruto who was I? What was the purpose of the Moon without it's Sun? The Moon only shone brightly because it reflected the Sun's bright smile. With no Sun, the Moon was nothing. The Moon would be unable to smile. Even though the many, tiny, stars had kept the Moon company, the Moon only desired to see the Sun. There was no Sun now. The world was black and lonely now. The days that passed constantly reminded that my soul was dilapidated.

But I continued to go on because of my promise. Our last promise. But to walk on the Earth with no one was cruel.

I still dreamt of his carefree smile that I loved so much, that made me want believe the world was alive and filled with stunning, wondrous, dreams that were yet to be found. His smile made me believe there was light. Naruto's fingers were long and rough, but always warm and loving, although clumsy. With those hands of his, they were beautiful and gentle, especially when he hugged me. I missed how he would shamelessly insist I was beautiful like the moon, I always retorted dryly that he was blind and idiotic with that nonsense. But deep down I felt happy he thought of me as such. I was happy that he thought I was important to him.

How funny I remember these things when I truly missed his recurrent, shades of blue eyes he had. So when I found him dying, my heart shattered. I ran to him and held his hand, I found his dying eyes were a pained, dull pastel, blue. His eyes were in terrible agony, but he looked at me with affection. His tired, hazy, voice spoke to me in desperate pacing.

He made me promise to live because even though his time was shortened to that moment, he believed that I would find people to love, and someone else to spend my life with again. That there was no such thing as 'being alone forever.' He believed the world was still pure, and I believed him. So I agreed to his promise. He gave me the most heartbreaking smile with his drained eyes and bloodied face, his chest rose one last time to utter:

"I love you Sasuke."

And then he died in my arms. Hours went by, days even, maybe a few weeks when I cried and mourned over his rotting shell that once held the spirit of his pure soul.

The fire that burned the world had settled to bearable embers, and then into smoke. Then nothing.

Eventually I gave him and our friends the proper burial they deserved. They were buried side by side. I found myself laying beside Naruto's grave. The layer of cold earth separating us physically, but our souls were far apart. I would just lay there, and stare at the patch of dirt where he laid in peace.

But the ash covered Earth refused to grow life anymore. The Earth knew the catastrophe humans had done, how they killed each other and every other living creature. The plants refused to sprout. Only the gradient sky provided any comfort to me. Soon I tore myself away from their graves. My beloved.

I said goodbye and continued to walk. I passed by person after person, their burnt corpses that is. They meant nothing to me, they were the dead stars that did not move. I was the lonely Moon, searching for my light, my Sun. My sun that eased this pain. The dry, scorching, pain that abide dormant in my chest after Naruto had passed.

My knees dropped. I was tired. I couldn't do this any longer.

This pain I often tried to scratch away, was eased for a fleeting moment by the memory of how hard Naruto tried everyday to make me happy, to see me smile. That was all he asked of me.

I wanted to see his face. My lifeless eye gazed emptily at the winking stars that decorated the evening sky. The Moon seemed to observe me with a plain expression.

I wish I could have one more chance to to be with you, but I know that will never happen. I regretfully thought, my hand digging into the layer of ash below me in frustration.

I was alone, I wanted to cry. I was so alone.

All my life, I never once had a dream, but Naruto always went on about goals and dreams he had. When I told him I had no ambition for my own dream he simply told me, with a confidant voice and expression:

"Well when you find a dream, you have all the more reason to chase after it no matter what. It will come true. I know it."

But I know that will never happen. MY dream was to live with Naruto again, to tell him everything I wanted to say, to tell him how I loved him.

I was so alone.

I couldn't achieve my dream. I couldn't achieve Naruto's dying promise.

There was nothing left for me.

I fell into the lifeless, miserable ground. I give up. I'm so tired. Tired of walking on the Earth when I already know, there was no one left in this world.

To see Naruto again was nothing but a Fragile Dream that was broken, it could never be fixed because it was gone.

I closed my eyes, the world seemed to blur into a faded white color.

Like a dream.

Like all of this was a bad dream.

Then I had died and made the deal with Death.