Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Pairings: NarutoXIno and SasukeXSakura
Author's Note: Please do enjoy this story.
The Game
- By Lyrics and Music
They kill. It's what they do. They've got each others backs. It's who they are. They fell in love. That's why they're here. They're playing his game. That's why they won't win.
ONE
It is April 27th.
It is 3 A.M.
Let the games begin.
April 27th
3 A.M.
"Don't you ever get tired?" a jade eyed girl asked, eating a bowl of cereal with cold milk. Wearing silk, white and orange pajamas, she sat upon her own treadmill watching her friend run. It was early in the morning. But to her, it was already late. She was running an hour late. But she didn't care. She would eat her cereal. It was routine. It was set in stone.
"You think too much," the blonde responded. She panted, about to reach her breaking point, but still pushing herself. In a purple tank top and navy blue shorts, the morning air was cool to the touch, soothing her aching legs. "That's why you don't need to run." It was excruciating. But to her, it was too slow. She had been running for hours now. But she didn't care. She would run. It was routine. It was set in stone.
The treadmill was slowing down. The girl began to relax, the tension in her muscles relieved. Throat dangerously dry, she simply swallowed hard, attempting to ease her discomfort. "I might not come back this time." Her friend remained silent. "I'll be gone for a while." The emerald eyes of the girl sitting down dulled for a moment as she stood, setting down her empty bowl on the coffee table. "Remember not to call my cell phone by accident again." The treadmill stopped. The flaxen haired girl laughed heavily. "You could have killed me that time, Sakura."
Ino climbed down from the machine, towel around her neck, sweat dripping down her pale ivory skin. She sat down on the machine, Sakura following suit, sitting next to her. They sat like that for a while. The stillness this early in the morning was perfect. If this was their last moment together, they wanted to savor it. Sakura turned to Ino, smiling sadly. "I would never let that happen," the pink haired girl assured her friend, "I've got your back."
"Trust me."
"You're slow," The onyx eyed boy said. Exhaling calmly, his placid expression complemented the tranquil feeling the early morning brought. His bag was packed. Standing by the door, black dress shirt unbuttoned near the top, he leaned against the door frame. It was time to leave. It was silent. But to him, the air was heavy with words unspoken. He was an hour early. But to him, it didn't matter. He was always early. It was routine. It was set in stone.
"Don't die." The blonde said no more. He was silent. Sitting on the floor, head upon the wall, staring at his friend, he was wearing only a pair of ebony dress pants. This was the only way he knew how to say goodbye. His cerulean eyes appeared to dull a bit. It was silent. But to him, voices were screaming everywhere. He was an hour early. Unlike his companion, he was never early. But to him, it didn't matter. He had to say goodbye. It was routine. It was set in stone.
"I won't." He didn't say anymore. He didn't need to. He had said his farewell. Sliding down the door, sitting on the doormat, he rested for a moment. If this was their last moment together, they wanted to savor it. Words buzzed through the air, messages from one to the other. He picked one out and repeated it over and over again before standing up, ready to leave.
"Trust me."
April 27th
3 A.M.
One year later…
Agent: Ino Yamanaka
Status: Active
"On the count of three," she whispered, voice shaking, raising her gun.
Standing across from him, she was crying now, uncontrollably.
He raised the weapon also, pointing in at her, walking closer.
There was no turning back now.
The cold metal brushed her forehead, almost tenderly.
She closed her ice blue eyes, unable to bear the sight of his face any longer. Burning it into the corner of her mind, she seared it into her heart.
This was their last moment together.
Agent: Naruto Uzumaki
Status: Terminated
"Trust me."
Agent: Sasuke Uchiha
Status: Active
"It'll be quick," he whispered, the gasoline dripping, matting his hair.
Restrained in the chair, she sat there, back to him, tied to a wooden chair as well.
Bombs sat there ticking, waiting.
Crying, the amaranth haired girl behind him reached out her fingers.
He found them, holding them tightly.
Closing his eyes, he imagined her soft smile, tracing it over and over again in his mind, locking it in his heart.
The match was about to be lit.
"Sakura," he called out quietly into the darkness.
This was their last moment together.
Agent: Sakura Haruno
Status: Terminated
"I've got your back."
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