Disclaimer: Sadly, I don't own Naruto. Though I would like to, for I love it sooo much... But the point is, I do not own Naruto.
A/N: So, this idea all started from the name, which had bugged me for who knows how long time. One day I just decided 'I'll make it a fic', wrote few words and forgot it. Then this night I found again my inspiration and so I wrote it to the end. Interesting story, hm?
At the time of this fic Naruto and Sasuke would be like twenty or something, and... yeah. I really don't have right now much to say about this. Please read and review.
Sunlight shines through the open window. Warm breeze moves the curtains and those golden locks hiding the blueness of the empty eyes behind them.
"I'm sorry, Sasuke."
A tan hand moves on the white sheets to touch the fingers lying there. The fingers are white and limp.
Naruto gazes out of the window for a while, his incredible blue eyes too bright. Then he again looks at the boy on the hospital bed.
He can't see where the sheets end and where starts Sasuke's skin. Sasuke is too white.
"But I made a promise."
Everything should be alright now.
Naruto has finally reached his dream. He is the Rokudaime Hokage, protecting the village with his own life if needed. The villagers love him, no longer treating him like he is the Kyuubi.
And Sasuke is dying.
"I promised her I would get you back one day."
Naruto's voice is shaking. He wipes his eyes, angry when feeling tears falling down his cheeks.
The room is silent. Only the steady beeping of the machines keeping Sasuke alive make sound.
Naruto can't hold his tears.
"I promised I would get you back one day. I did. And look what happened. You…"
The wind has died down.
"Dammit!"
Naruto slams his fist onto the bed. He is careful not to hurt Sasuke.
"You are the idiot! Idiot! Idiot!"
Staring at Sasuke, Naruto feels his anger fade away. How can he be mad? He was the one who dragged Sasuke back. Because of him Sasuke is now like this. Dying.
Moving his hand slowly he accidentally touches Sasuke's hand. Sasuke feels cold. Lifeless.
"Teme. Don't you die on me."
A/N: Yeah. I tried to make it visible how Naruto's feelings changed during his monologue and how he tried to explain himself to Sasuke, and then started to kinda argue with himself 'cause Sasuke did not answer. I just hope it shows. Yeah, this is after the time Naruto dragged Sasuke finally back from Orochimaru's hands, like he had promised to Sakura. In this fic Sasuke had been with Orochimaru many years and blahblah. In fact, so many years that Naruto had gained what he needed to be the Rokudaime.
The summary is not the best there could've been, but hey, it's almost 2 a.m. on sunday. I've kinda lost it, y'know...
And really, I'm posting this here thanks to my friend who checked it out for typos. She said it's great and encouraged me to publish this. So thanks to her. And thanks to you, if you review. : ) Thanks anyway, for it's good enough knowing this has been read.