Two Years Earlier - Naruto.
I knew when I woke up that something was wrong. The clouds were hanging, dark and threatening in the sky, and the silence of the entire world seemed to press down on me the moment I opened my eyes.
I have an instinct for that kind of thing. No sooner had I drawn the conclusion that something was wrong, my bedroom door opened.
Framed by the entryway, pale skin with raven hair was striking. But when Sasuke brought his gaze up to meet mine, my breath caught in my throat. His usually fun filled onyx eyes were blank.. no, not blank, they had a hatred to them that I'd never seen in an Uchiha.
"Sas..uke?" The name of my best friend crossed my lips, barely more than a whisper; his eyes still stared blankly.
"He's dead." His voice was a broken whisper, as he talked past unshed tears. "Shisui's dead."
Those were the last words I heard from my best friend. He never spoke to me again, he hardly even looked at me. He turned away from the doorway, and effectively away from our friendship.
