Withered
Plot: Let's say, Naruto was able to live like an immortal due to Kyuubi but Sasuke could not. What happens?
''Sasuke...look at the roses I brought for you today! I can use this to replace those.'' Naruto was holding a huge bouquet of fresh, red roses. He sighed again as the old figure sitting by the window was unresponsive. He put down the bouquet on the bed and knelt down in front of the figure.
Sasuke's eyes were empty, staring off into the distance. Sasuke shivered a bit and tried to pull the blanket closer to him. He was too weak, however. Naruto gently covered Sasuke with the blanket. Naruto looked at him. The once beautiful raven-haired boy was now reduced to an old man who had to use a wheelchair. He held out a hand and caressed his cheek. The touch seemed to jolt the old man out of his daze and now, his ebony-black orbs were staring into his own.
''Sasuke...''
Sasuke gave him a small smile and his weak, trembling fingers pointed to the bed. Naruto nodded and pushed him towards the bed. As they were by the side of the bed, Sasuke struggled to stand up. Naruto grabbed his arm to give him the support he needed. Sasuke sat on the bed and laid down slowly onto the pillow. Naruto grabbed a chair and positioned it by the bedside.
Sasuke held up his hand, asking for him to hold it. Naruto grasped his hand lightly and held it to his lips. The withered hand used to be slender but he did not care. He still saw the beauty beneath Sasuke.
''N..na..naruto...'' Sasuke croaked. His voice was hoarse and soft. Naruto tightened his hold over his hand and he could feel tears leaking out of his eyes.
''Lo..lov..love..''
''Sasuke..don't speak..sleep...Sasuke.''
''...''
Sasuke's vision faded in and out as he finally succumbed to the exhaustion which took over him. Gradually, his bony hand slipped out of Naruto's grasp and he slept. With that, Naruto cried for his love. Cried for all the memories with him. Cried that he had to suffer this loss. He knew this fact. He knew it. Sasuke had already been under the spell of an eternal sleep. Naruto could only hope that he was dreaming happily.
''I love you. I love you..''
Naruto's tears fell onto the old man's face and he kissed the man softly. His lips were cracked and dry but it still felt like the smooth and pouty lips he used to kiss. He was still his Sasuke.
xoxo
End!
This is suckish. But then, please review though ;)