'Breathe, Sasuke, breathe!'

In, out. In, out.

Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale.

'Breathe, goddamit!' But he just couldn't. Because his chest hurt so fucking much. His bloodied hands clutching his chest.

He, Uchiha Sasuke, stood in the pouring rain next to brothers lifeless corpse, unable to breathe.

Unable because his lungs were collapsing and his heart had been ripped out by the one he loved the most.

Sasuke fell to his knees, his katana clattered to the ground at his left. He leaned on all fours and scratched at the peaty earth till his hands were bloodied even more. He took a ragged breath in and choked backed sobs as his tears mingled with the rain.

He did it. He killed Uchiha Itachi. The bastard who shot their entire family. The person who drove a knife through his shoulder. The one who shattered his heart.

His nii-san. His precious aniki.

The hole in Sasuke's chest grew, suffocating him again. It took all his concentration to remember how to breathe.

'I-I can't go on… anymore…'

Three years. It took him three years to track down his elusive brother. And when he finally found him Sasuke couldn't look him in the eyes. Those red eyes, so very much like his own, were cold, impassive, dead. It was like looking in a mirror, and that scarred him even more. Sasuke watched the ground beneath him darken as his tears hit the wet earth.

'Nii-san, I can't continue…'

A memory of his lost childhood bubbled to the surface. He and Itachi were sitting at the koi pond in the shade of a sakura tree. The cicadas buzzed about. His innocent laugh chimed in his ears. The scene was sickly sweet, a bitter, metallic taste rose to his mouth. Blood. He was quick to spit it out. Splat. Another dark stain to the ground.

The memory shifted to a scene that happened no more than thirty minutes ago.

The hole in his chest tightened.

'Not without you.'

--

The buzzing of cicadas morphed into the pitter-patter of light rain, the innocent laugh just an echo. There was no happiness here. Rivulets of blood and water fell from both men. Sasuke hovered over his aniki, blood dripping of the end of his katana, lost in his own thoughts. He had jumped when Itachi spoke.

'Aah, Sasuke you've grown…'

What the hell was this bastard doing? This was no time for small talk…! A lone tear of frustration ran down his face, one could easily think it was the rain but Itachi was smarter than that.

'Oh? Why are you crying, otouto?

Even in the face of death his brother was able to mock him. Such a strength Sasuke would never know.

'…'

Itachi turned his head a small sigh escaped his lips, as if death was too slow and dying was troublesome to him (it probably was). 'I'm sorry, Sasuke.'

'What…?'

But when he looked down Itachi was already gone. His eyes were closed and a small smirk adorned his lips.

--

Sasuke opened his eyes and blinked twice. The hole in his chest closed.

'Never without you.'

He stood on unsteady legs and staggered a bit before he collapsed a few feet away. Sasuke looked up at the gray sky, dully he noted the rain had stopped.

Thoughts raced through his fogged mind. But one thing was clear.

'Because I love you.'

Hello. This is my first story. Sorry if Sasuke is ooc. Oh, by the way, Sasuke is 16 and before the massacer he was 13. Itachi is 21 and 18 three years ago. Was it bad? Did you like it? Please review!!!! I'm starting a new story so check out my profile. It's a NaruHina KonoHana from Hinata's POV. HEY!!!!! Did you read the new manga chapter yet!?!? holy crud. Kisimoto is twisting the story so much that I'm getting dizzy.
Until next time

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