R E A D T H I S !

This is a shonen-ai story with the possibility of yaoi in later chapters, if you don't like, don't read.

Summary: Naruto's committed suicide. Sasuke is devastated. After Naruto's funeral, Sasuke finds Naruto suicide note. Except there are some strange things about it. A long time ago, Naruto brought Sasuke back. Now it's his turn.

Replica of Truth
... a naruto fanfiction ...

C H A P T E R O N E :
"Dying Star"

Sasuke Uchiha ran the moment he felt something extremely wrong. Sasuke was currently ending a mission and on his way back to Konoha to give his mission report to the Hokage, Tsunade, who was getting older and almost ready to pick her successor. But something was terribly wrong. Sasuke had never felt this, not in a long time. It was the same feeling he had when his family was massacred. So he ran, adrenaline pumping through his veins even though he was physically exhausted from the mission assigned to said man.

Tress whipped Sasuke's face and blood poured from his cheeks from carelessness, and he kept going as a full speed sprint all the way to the Hokage's. He burst into her office and she appeared startled, exclaiming, "Sasuke? I wasn't expecting you here for another hour. What's wrong?"

Tsunade saw the blood on Sasuke's cheeks and only thought of it as a tough mission. But the raven-haired man looked almost frantic, his eyes darting around everything looking for a danger unseen to Tsunade. He only looked troubled at her response and replied, "No, nothing's wrong… it's just—never mind. I'm going home."

Before Tsunade could say anything, her most skilled AnBu officer was gone.

Even after seeing Tsunade perfectly calm with no sign of any crisis, Sasuke still had a terrible feeling lying in his gut. Tsunade didn't look bothered, upset, or anything else that might've have said something was wrong while he was gone. He thought of what to do, and the only thing that popped into his mind, and it seemed like his only option, was to visit Naruto. Though he would never admit it, the golden-haired always brightened up his mood considerably, even if he never showed. Not much, at least.

Sasuke took his time to Naruto's. Strangely, the thought of Naruto made him happier, but the closer he got, the bigger the dreaded feeling grew. He saw Naruto's steps and with each step he took, the heavier he felt. It was scaring him.

When he reached the door and touched the doorknob, Sasuke realized that he had been sweating. His hands were clammy and he could not stop his beating heart. He turned the knob and was faced with the worst thing he'd ever seen in his life. Even worse than when his family was brutally murdered by own blood brother.

There was Naruto, the sunny fox-faced dobe, slouched over at his kitchen table, a kunai gauged deep into his wrist. His chakra held no pulse. Maybe that's why he had a felt it before he saw it. He couldn't feel Naruto's chakra at all, something Sasuke just noticed.

This isn't Naruto, Sasuke thought. Naruto wouldn't do anything like this. No, he wouldn't. He couldn't. Never.

Yet there he was. Lying dead in the perfect suicide. Sasuke walked over to the corpse, his breath was shaky and he felt his heart drop as he saw the dobe's face. It looked as if the dobe had tried to rid himself of his whisker-like scars before he killed himself. Sasuke's

Uchiha pride was still intact and he fought with himself to keep the unshed tears back to where they were. Why would Naruto do such a thing? He'd never said a thing about his whiskers, if anything, he seemed almost proud about them.

Sasuke touched Naruto's cold hand that had long since frozen and Sasuke guessed he'd been dead for close to 24 hours. He hated Naruto. He hated Naruto for doing this to himself and to Sasuke. Sasuke loved Naruto. He didn't understand in which way he loved him, but he knew he did. But now everyone he'd ever loved was gone, and Sasuke was alone once again. It had been such a long time since Sasuke was a lone. When Naruto came a long, he brightened Sasuke's world with a warm light, keeping him alive and content. The warmth was rudely taken away and left Sasuke cold and in a harsh solitary reality.

Sasuke couldn't take it anymore. Seeing his dobe like this was just wrong. One single tear slipped out of his eye and he banged his fist against the table, "Damnit dobe. Why'd you have to do this?" His question remained unanswered in the quiet room.

Albeit unsure to do, Sasuke began to think. What do you do when your best friends dies? Sasuke's first thought was to die along with him, but he was being rational. He decided to go inform Tsunade that the boy who was like her grandson had died. He ran to the Hokage's office, gliding through the night's shadows, through the home he knew by heart.

When Sasuke got to Tsunade, he wasn't particularly surprised to see the Hokage with a sake bottle in her hand, looking tired and weary, but definitely not old since she still had the jutsu that made her appear younger. But she snapped out of her drowsiness the moment she saw Sasuke, breathing hard and looking the most emotional she's ever seen him. His eyes had a forlorn stare and his chakra was the opposite it usually was, it was all over the place and controlled by feelings.

He wasted no time and he didn't save any elegance for the next thing he was about to say, it was plain and blunt and the most painful way to say such a thing.

"Naruto's dead."

It hit Tsunade like one of her own punches. It crashed right into her heart and all through her body. The first image her mind showed was a grinning face filled with happiness. But now that was gone. "What did you say Sasuke?"

"Naruto's… Naruto's dead…" The words tasted foreign in Sasuke mouth. It was the truth. Naruto was dead. Suddenly Sasuke really realized death. He'd felt it before, it was all coming back. The bitterness of losing his beloved family came back like a hard slap. He knew it; he just couldn't believe it. He couldn't accept it. A feeling of despair began to sink in.

Tsunade was now starting to feel anger. Angrier than she'd ever felt in her life. Even angrier than when her old friend had peeped in on the women's bathhouse. She had to find out. "Who did this?" Yes, who did this? Who would kill the cheerful man who held no hate for anyone? Tsunade was going to kill them. She would torture them until they were more than half to death, and then she would heal them. And then she would torture them again but worse, she would drive them to insanity and starve them and then—"He did it to himself."

Her anger died out and was replaced with the same look Sasuke had in his eyes. Her tiredness had returned. He'd killed himself. The cheerful, sunny man had killed himself. "I would like to tell only his closest friends right away. It's only right if they know." Tsunade decided to send each of them a bird telling them to pay a visit to the Hokage's office for an urgent meeting. It would be harsh to tell them that the man had committed suicide through a little note.

Shizune was waiting outside of her Hokage's office, waiting for the Uchiha to finish talking with her. The man had seemed pretty rushed when he pushed her out of the way and forced himself into the office, so Shizune was expecting something big to be happened. She heard her name being called and she entered the office, "Yes, Tsunade-sama?"

"I would like you to send a bird to everyone in Rookie 9, Iruka Umino and Maito Guy's team. Tell them to come to my office immediately and not to waste any time, the second they get the letter, I do not care if they are sleeping or doing God knows what, they are to report to my office." Tsunade's urgency and teary eyes shocked Shizune, though she didn't waste any time as she hastily got the letters written up to all of the people of Rookie 9, Iruka and Gai's team.

In less than one minute, Gai came hurdling through the window, "Did I make it here in less than a minute?" He sensed the mood and looked concerned, "What's the matter my youthful, and un-youthful friend?" Tsunade was too tired to get mad at Gai, so he would live another day.

"Wait till everyone's here. I'll tell you then."

And so they waited. Hinata quietly walked in, looking like she got out of bed right after she read the letter, Rock Lee was next, then Shikamaru, Sakura, Neji and Ten Ten walked in, claiming they found each other on the way, Shino, Kiba, Iruka, Ino, Kurenai, Choji and last, like always, was the infamous copy-ninja, Kakashi.

Everyone was shuffling around the room, whispering amongst themselves. Why were they all gathered? Where was Naruto? Why did Sasuke look like his best friend just died? All chatter stopped and they focused on Tsunade anxiously, waiting for her to tell them the news, when she said, "May I have your attention please."

Tsunade took a shaky breath, "It is my duty and misfortune to inform you that…" everyone held their breath, "That Uzumaki Naruto is dead. He was found at his kitchen table around 12:45 AM by Sasuke Uchiha."

It didn't take long for Sakura and Ino to start crying, and Hinata cried too, but quietly, but that didn't mean she felt it less. Kiba shed a few tears in the manliest way possible, Shikamaru was at loss at what to say or think, Choji looked depressed, Iruka was sort of sniffling, Kurenai looked serious, and Kakashi looked like he'd lost his own son.

Sakura wiped her eyes, "H-how…? Naruto…"

"Naruto committed suicide."

The sentence lingered through the room and repeated into everyone's minds in disbelief. Naruto killed himself? The sunny, carefree man killed himself? Impossible. All eyes turned to Sasuke, who had spoken the surreptitious words. But when they saw the man's usually unemotional eyes digging into their hearts with sadness, they believed it.

No one knew what to say. Sasuke wished he never left for his mission. Maybe he could have saved him somehow… Sakura thought she should have known what Naruto was doing the moment he did it. Kakashi thought Naruto was acting a bit funny. He should have picked up on the strange behavior and stopped all this from happening. They blamed themselves. It was their fault for Naruto dying. What if they were able to stop him from killing himself?

Naruto had saved many people. He had saved them from themselves and from other people. His words were never forgotten and his smile was the most beautiful thing about him. It held no doubts and looked only into the future. The past was what it was, a thing that happened, something that never changed once it did. He accepted people for what they were and befriended them. He held a monster, but he was the complete opposite. But now, when Naruto had needed them the most, they had failed him. Maybe he needed someone to talk to, maybe he just wanted someone to tell him that it's okay; they'll always be there. But no one had remembered ever saying anything like that to him, it was Naruto who was always doing the consoling and cheering up. He had always been selfless in every aspect. No one had ever repaid him and he didn't look for anything in return.

Maybe that was why people never thought anything was wrong with Naruto; he always had a smile. But that didn't matter anymore.

He was dead.

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I've never written shonen-ai before lol.

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