If I Were To Disappear

by Broken Unloved and Forgotten

On his birthday Naruto feels compelled to ask Sasuke a question, only to recieve the wrong answer. Worried, Sasuke rushes to Naruto's house only to find Naruto and the regret of a few simple words. Written as a poem. Rated to be safe. Oneshot.

If I Were To Disappear

Disclaimer: Own this poem and nothing else.

Warning: Yaoi, but only if you read it in that way. Not really…

Key:

I - Naruto

You - Sasuke

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I make dinner and there's no one home

I make it for two, but I eat alone.

I stare across from me at the empty space

And feel the lone tear roll down my face.

It feels like they hate me, that no one cares,

For today is my birthday and nobody's there.

Just a few more hours and I'll be gone,

Please wait a little more, it won't be long.

Just let me confirm and if you concur

Your memory of me will soon be a blur.

So I leave my apartment and I lock my door.

My stuff's shoved in boxes, coating the floor.

I shuffle to your house, already predicting your answer

I ring your door bell and just wish you'd come faster.

You answer the door, though it really is late,

But I need your reply for it decides my fate.

I look at you hopeful, your answer may change mine.

My eyes scan your face, searching for some sign.

So I ask my question and you send me a glare,

"One less person to annoy me, why would I care?"

Your answer stings me and my sadness keeps piling.

A smirk graces your lips, but to me you're just smiling.

"Figures" I murmur as I turn away,

Your hate for me increases as it does everyday.

I make my way home, that's all I needed

I felt your eyes on me as I left, I retreated.

Later you feel bad, so you make your way here,

Your worry increases as you draw near.

You realize it's too late as you come to my home.

You see blood on the walls as you continue to roam.

You open the door and enter with care

What you find in my room makes you stop and stare.

My body is motionless, not breathing on the floor

A note lay beside, explaining everything and more.

Tears fill your eyes and your stomach does flips

You continue to look and a whimper escapes your lips.

You pick up the paper and read what I wrote

And as you finish, tears fall to your coat.

You see the meaning of my quarry

And you knees grow weary.

That simple question asked to only you,

The answer you gave was far from true.

The day I was born and now the day that I died

Imprinted within your mind, you bent down and cried.

Repeating the question, my voice echoed in your head,

That one inquiry that now fills you with dread:

"If I were to disappear tomorrow, would you care?"

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A/N: Tell me what you think, I wrote this over a year ago. Do you get the storyline? If not message me and I may just post a summary at the bottom if enough people don't get it. Please review, I know it's badly written, but I still wanna know!

-BUF

-Broken

-Unloved

-Forgotten