If only they didn't share a lot of similarities, things would be different. Way different.

If only the Kyuubi wasn't sealed in him, he wouldn't be hated. Avoided. Rejected.

If only his brother didn't kill his entire clan, he wouldn't feel so lonely. He wouldn't need someone who can relate to him.

If only they were in different teams, they wouldn't be on such good terms with each other.

If only he kept his big mouth shut, maybe he wouldn't mind him so much.

If only he was a bit more open, I would've been closer to him. And Naruto would've hated him for it.

If only they didn't share such great ambitions, they wouldn't have felt the need to be stronger than the other.

If only he knew about Hinata's feelings, he would've given up on me. He would've given up on him.

If only he gave me an answer, I wouldn't be swimming in this pool of uncertainty, insecurity and regret.

If only their feelings for each other never turned into something more, they wouldn't have developed such a strong bond.

If only he didn't love him back, he would've let him die.

If only he didn't care, he wouldn't have left a single scratch on his forehead.

If only they weren't so stubborn, their bond would've dissolved into nothing.

If only he didn't leave, he wouldn't have broken his heart.

If only he didn't want him so much, he wouldn't be pushing himself to the limit. All just to get him back.

If he ever came back, he would be in his arms, not mine.

If only I didn't notice the slight blush on their cheeks shortly after that kiss 3 years ago, I wouldn't have overanalyzed.

If only he didn't say he cared for him so much, I wouldn't be jumping to conclusions.

If only he rejected me earlier on, I would not feel such pain.

If only I didn't read between the lines and didn't mind all those tiny details, I would have lived in blissful ignorance. After all, what you don't know can't hurt you. I was too curious. It's too late now.

If only he never loved him, he would be mine

But he isn't, and he never will be.

Sasuke belongs to him, the container for the Kyuubi, and Naruto belongs to him, the sole survivor of the Uchiha massacre. Nothing can ever tear them apart, and nothing will ever change that fact.

Never.

Ever.

A/N: This is my first fanfic since I stopped writing fanfiction. That was way back in 2004, I think. This is also my first SasuNaru fic since, well, ever. So, tell me what you think. Constructive criticism is very much appreciated. I'll most likely less than three you forever. (laugh) I may polish this fic from time to time.