Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Naruto, the song Suicide Season, or the band Bring Me The Horizon.
Sakura's P.O.V.
Sasuke's suicide was very sudden and unexpected.
We stare at broken clocks the hands don't turn anymore.
Time seemed to stop for Naruto and I when we found out. We were both saddened, but most of all shocked.
I couldn't understand why.
Why would he end his life when everything was going so well? Sasuke had come back to Konoha after killing Itachi.
He was put under probation for about a year, he couldn't leave the village under any circumstances.
Although Naruto was a little upset that he didn't get to kick Sasuke's ass and drag him back to the village, we were both ecstatic that he had returned willingly.
Things were awkward at first, for everyone.
After a while, things, for the most part, turned back to normal. Although, I knew deep down that nothing would ever be truly the same.
After a year, Sasuke started doing missions again. I didn't go on many of them, because of my job at the hospital, but Naruto was so happy. I hadn't seen him that truly happy in a long time.
After a year and a half, Sasuke and I started dating. Six months later, he proposed.
Of course, I said yes.
The wedding was perfect. Naruto was the best man, and Ino was my bride's maid. Tsunade led the ceremony. I was so happy.
Five months later, I learned I was pregnant. Sasuke seemed more ecstatic than I was!
On December 15th, nine months later, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. Sasuke named him Kibou.
Kibou had dark hair, with a hint of blue, just like Sasuke's. He had green eyes, just a shade darker than mine.
The days turn into nights, empty hearts and empty places
It seemed like everyone was so happy, but I guess it wasn't meant to be.
Sasuke hung himself, four months later.
I didn't eat or sleep for a few days, but then, I looked at Kibou. He needed me, and he didn't need me to be depressed.
Naruto, though, seemed worse off than me.
The day you lost him, I slowly lost you too.
He seemed like an empty shell. He was so depressed and quiet. He wasn't shouting 'Believe it!' and would barely eat his ramen.
It broke my heart, even more, to see him like this.
For when he died, he took a part of you.
Naruto slowly became like the living dead. Things that were once important seemed to fade away, forgotten.
No time for farewells, no chances for goodbyes.
He was determined to find out why, why Sasuke chose to take his life when he had everything he always wanted.
No explanations, no fucking reasons why.
I think that's what made everything so hard. No reason, no warning, no goodbye.
I watched it eat you up, pieces falling on the floor.
The last time Sasuke left, it ate me upset inside. I cried everyday, every night, for months. I would still cry years later, but I got better as I coped with my grief.
Naruto was so determined to help me, just as I am for Kibou now.
That thought made me feel guilty, I need to be there for Naruto more now than ever.
I will be there for him, always.
If only sorrow could build a staircase, or tears could show the way,
What can I do to help him though? How can I help someone who is hurting as much as I am?
I would climb my way to Heaven, and bring him back home again.
Damn you, Sasuke, how could you do this to us?
Don't give up hope my friend, this is not the end.
Kibou means Hope.
A/N:
Hey everyone. This is my first story, and I hate it. I think I could've have done 134587902x better.
But what do you think?
The song is Suicide Season, by Bring Me The Horizon.
Kaythanks, REVIEW!