2nd fanfic for Naruto, and I hate author notes, so I'll make it quick;
I DON'T OWN NARUTO (or Sakura would have been eaten by now).
Thanks
~Angelique ;)
Chapter 1:
Each Time
Sasuke smirked.
As he dodged the Kyuubi's swift attacks, one after the other, Sasuke couldn't help but reminisce. His time at the lively Uchiha compound, the academy lessons that Naruto often interrupted, the practice grounds where he trained so vigorously to catch up to his arduous older brother , those same training grounds where he met Naruto and Sakura and Kakashi, all who would later save his ass more times than he could count. The good days. When life wasn't spent avenging his brother, and killing those he once held dear.
The battle ground between himself and his beloved best friend was littered with corpses. Some weren't recognizable, but he still knew who he had taken down, and how. His classmates at the Academy, their names lost to him now, had all been cut down. There were a few of the ANBU from Konoha, scattered among the debris. There were but two bodies that seemed to call to him, and whisper to him; his old teammates.
Sakura was missing a part of her once lovely jaw and her whole right arm, burned off from Amaterasu, but neither injury compared to the damage her lower torso and legs sustained, mauled and missing her limbs Sakura had died quickly but very painfully. Kakashi had been taken down with his own Lightning Blade through his left shoulder, but suffered burns from trying to extinguish his student's fallen body.
Of the thirty-seven Nin that had come to stop him and sojourn his attempts to obliterate their city of Konohagakure, only one remained. Bloodlust, regret, fear, and anger in his eyes, Naruto stood opposite the battle field and burial mound, taking in the scene. He looked up at Sasuke how could he… why would he not even so much as flinch…? Is that really ….Sasuke? Naruto never thought Sasuke would even consider this a possible outcome. And here he was, in the middle of the carnage. Why couldn't I stop him? If I had only been stronger! All reason was suddenly lost to the flaxen teenager. The great nine-tailed demon within him burst out of its seal. Naruto dropped to all fours, suddenly a crimson so red Sasuke could have sworn he'd never see so much blood.
Naruto was always going to be the last one standing in his way, opposing him. Sasuke closed his eyes. What could have been a tear, had it not been red, slid down his dirtied porcelain cheek, and down his sharp jaw.Tsukuyomi.
The young Uchiha survivor opened his eyes to a new scene: Naruto had been tied down to a cross, his once pallid hair dyed black and his ivory skin tinted ebony. He looked like the harbinger of death. How ironic, Sasuke thought bitterly. The sky turned a beautiful rusty auburn hue. Sasuke had gotten his Tsukuyomi from his elder brother's eyes.
The fox figure dissipated, abruptly suppressed by the brunette's sharingan, leaving Naruto bloodied and battered, hunched down on his knees.
Standing in front of his long ago comrade in arms, holding his katana to Naruto's throat, lifting the younger man's chin to face his own, Sasuke smiled gingerly.
Naruto's eyes widened - he had heard of this Uchiha power, and even his sensei was petrified at the thought of the suffering.
Boy, this child holds nothing to my power, we will live through this. Echoing in the emptied antechamber, the voice emanated powerfully and compellingly from the cunning Kyuubi demon fox. Naruto was still troubled by the fact the one he considered his brother even now held his rapier to the blonde's throat.
"Enough." The one word came, distorted and misshapen, to the teenager's ears. "We still have 72 hours together. And we need to catch up, dobe Naruto." Not just the words twisted. Sasuke's mouth was bent into a grimace so vile, even Naruto wasn't sure any shred of his friend's sanity was left.
Sasuke drove his blade into the hollow at the base of Naruto's throat. His former friend's plea was cut short by the sound of gurgling. Again and again Naruto lived his death, each time cut off, each time drowning in his own blood, each time Sasuke laughed, each time more crazed than the last. Each time he would look into the eyes of his tyrant. Each time he saw his friend slipping away, each time further and further until no logical thought passed through his mind. Each time, Naruto forgave his brother. Each time.
There is another chapter in it for you if I get 2 reviews. THANKS!
~Angelique