Disclaimer: I own nothing of Naruto, if I did Sasuke and Naruto (And many others) would have hooked up a long, long time ago.
Title: Saving Grace
Rated: M for Graphic Descriptions/ Lemons later on hopefully
Warnings: Character Death, yaoi, Sasunaru, and blood, lots of blood. Romance/ Angst
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Prologue/Chapter One: Artificial Fatality, a Flashback (UN-BETAED)
Lifeless, his dull, blonde highlighted hair clung to the skin of a rotting doll that surpassed its stench tolerance of two weeks. The whisker marks that slanted his face were bloodied and infested; hatched fly larvas were seen moving from under the yellow-gray flesh. No one knew who started crying first, weather it was the Hokage, the others surrounding, or members of Team Seven. But it all started with a…
"Oh God, Naruto..."
And from there the flood of tears began. Saurka and Ino stretched their arms out to one another and enveloped them selves in the safety of flesh, trying to get the scared body of an acquaintance out of there head.
Kakashi and Tsunade looked and one another and wept silently, grim expression hiding those of sorrow. For both knew what was like to loose a friend, and even though they loved Naruto more than others before, they also knew that they were shinobi, and knew that one day another from this "class" would be lost to the Sound-Fire war. Naruto was just the beginning of the Deaths to come, and they knew it.
Chouji and Shikamaru also comforted one another. They comforted one another in the way another life long best friend does to another, in hugs and a shoulder to cry on. Both wishing that Naruto had been with them to lighten the mood and crack open this pit of wallowing even though, they was no gone and dead.
A huge resounding splat was heard as the last member of the search party punched the corpse that was lying there.
"Baka, GET UP!" Yelled the Raven-haired teenager. Moving his arm in an upsweeping arc he yet again punched the unmoving corpse. His teeth ground out in anger and frustration. "Baka, I said get UP!" The black haired man lifted his fist once again to punch to corpse, but his fist was caught by another more determined one.
"…Sasuke," Kakashi spoke in a grave and serious tone. "He's gone. Naruto's not coming back."
Slouching, the previously angered man lost all the tension in his body, and fell to the ground in a puddle of goop. Kakashi rapped his arms around the younger man, that was more his adopted son, and now the closest thing either of them considered family. Limbs entangled themselves, and Sasuke threw himself into the other mans chest, sobbing. His wide shoulders shook in suppressed rage as well as sorrow.
"Why…?" A Pause. "Why did Naruto have to die?"