Okay, so it's no longer just a chapter. It's going to be three, but it's going to be different since they'll be two ends with... uh, someone. Yeah. No more spoilers other then that. Hope someone at least gets misty-eyed while reading this. It's my first time trying to write a sad story, and I'd really like feedback on how to improve myself.
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How Did This Happen?
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How? How did this happen?
Uchiha Sasuke. Dead. Blood pooling around his lifeless body, glazed eyes forever looking at his killer with shock still written on his face. In one hand was his katana that he clutched desperately, the blade shattered in half. The landscape was in no better shape then the Uchiha was; ripped to shreds around them with trees shattered and rocks cut in half like they were pieces of paper.
Did- Did I do this?
Blood still soaked his hands, only that he had thought that it was his own blood on his hands from his wounds. Yet, he wasn't wounded at all from the attack Sasuke had tried. Someone screamed.
Oh no, Sakura-chan!
He watched her run over to Sasuke, turning over Sasuke's limp corpse and beginning chest compressions with her medical chakra flowing into his body. Tears dripped down her chin almost blinding her from seeing what she was doing. Another shout from behind him registered in his head.
Yamato-daichou… you were right. I did hurt my friends in the end.
He felt his knees buckle, his vision shifted so he was staring at a lower field of vision, but could still watch as Sakura still tried to revive Sasuke, screaming something that he couldn't understand. Someone placed a hand on his shoulder, saying something to him. Numbly, he looked up.
I know… I know…
Yamato looked down at him, seeming to hear his thoughts before walking to Sakura and Sasuke's still body; blocking his view from seeing a hard crack of bone. Something wet and hot dripped down his face, but he couldn't feel enough of his arms to move them and wipe them away.
How could I have prevented it?
Sasuke and his team had come for him, stating that he was the last jinchuriki that they had to capture for Akatsuki. He didn't understand why Sasuke had joined them, but he was determined to try and bring Sasuke back home. Only… something had been different when fighting. Maybe the fact he had noticed that Sasuke's curse seal was gone, but it might have been him. Something made him snap during the middle of the fight and unleash the four tails and blacked out. Somehow, Sasuke hadn't calculated what would happen and he ended up like this. When he came to again, he saw the carnage around him and Sasuke. Dead.
What kind of friend am I? I'll never forgive myself…
He didn't understand why Sasuke didn't use his Sharingan to stop the kyuubi like he had done when they met at Orochimaru's after almost three years. Maybe he had unleashed the nine tails power too fast. Maybe Sasuke forgot that he could do it. Maybe, when he had gone four tailed, Sasuke was unable to suppress the kyuubi power. A sickening thought hit him, almost making him throw up.
What if Sasuke wanted to die?
He refused to believe it; he knew his friend well enough to know it couldn't be true. But, the little voice of doubt from the back of his head asked him if Sasuke might have changed his thoughts after killing his brother. He shook his head, refusing to believe it.
Sasuke still has to revive his clan! He wouldn't just throw his life away… would he?
The sickening thought still lingered with his subconscious mind asking the same question over and over again no matter how many times he tried to ignore its pestering. He had to check to see if Sasuke was okay. He just had to. Trying his best, he started to stand; his attempt brought his both failure and success. Success with standing, but failure with the sharp, stinging pain he discovered with trying to walk.
Wait, that's not blood on my hands.
He remembered the pain after he had used the kyuubi powers against Orochimaru. He remembered how his skin had been ripped away and how painful it was. He wondered why he wasn't in as much pain as before. Shock. He didn't know his body was still in shock from such a violent event. He screamed as his foot hit the ground, the shock that allowed him not to feel any pain up until just a few moments ago wore off, resulting in his legs buckling in pain and collapsed to the ground. She could hear Sakura shout something, imagining her looking up at him.
Sakura-chan, don't help me. Help Sasuke instead.
The pain was everywhere his skin was in contact with something; the ground, his shoes, clothing; even in between his fingers where his skin was in contact with itself. Naruto choked back another painful scream just so Sakura wouldn't look at him and help his friend. He didn't care about the pain as long as Sasuke would be okay…
"Sasuke! Don't you dare die!" He choked out, not caring if he sounded like a fool or not. "You don't deserve the last name Uchiha if you can't survive this! You hear me Sasuke?! If you don't, then you aren't… you don't." He choked on the last sentence, unable to finish as he laid his head onto the ground, the dirt soaking up his tears.
You aren't going to be cool anymore because that's not the Sasuke I know.
-End Chapter One-
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Okay, so the next two chapters will different endings to this, one for sadistic people and a happier alternative ending for those who still refuse to believe your favorite character that was killed off is really dead... or like happy alternative endings. R & R please!
