Title: Losing It (With Every Move I Die)
Song: Dancing With Tears In My Eyes
Artist: Kesha
WARNINGS: a little gory, round-about way of saying suicide, and if you squint there's SasuNaru bashing but only barely
Story Disclaimer: I do not own any Naruto characters, they belong to Masashi Kishimoto.
Song Disclaimer: I do not own the song 'Dancing With Tears In My Eyes', it belongs to Kesha.
Here we go
Squaring her shoulders and clenching her fists, her lips set into a grim line. Burning emerald irises settle to the color of monochrome jade. She's prepared for this.
Welcome to my funeral
Ironic really that it ended this way.
Without you
Cutting the pink waterfall of bangs she tucks each side behind her ear, essentially pulling on her façade.
I don't even have a pulse
Her heart tries and flails in little hitching beats but she knows it will end soon.
All alone
It's dark and cold
Letting out her breath in the night air creates a puff of fog.
With every move I die
And as her feet move her forward proverbial hooks sink a little deeper into her skin.
Here I go
Tying up her short pink hair, she's ready.
This is my confessional
This will be the truth, revealed across her body.
A lost cause
They gave up on her.
Nobody can save my soul
She let it consume her.
I am so delusional
Like they would chase after her. She's miniscule compared to what they are, what they have.
With every move I die
And as her fingers trace over every kunai she lets them cut into her fingertips, hands, wrists, arms, thighs.
I have destroyed our love
Even the blood dripping down her body can't wash away the memories.
It's gone
Flinching, she gasps, the memory too sharp and clear. Too fresh and engraved behind her eyelids.
Payback is sick
Pale lips on tan. Ivory skin against caramel planes. Obsidian and cerulean bore into her bottle green as they kissed.
It's all my fault
That was the first crack, hitch, cut, burn, brake, hit she ever really felt. She was the only one to blame for this. She's allows her to be strong and she is, un-doubtfully unbelievably strong in her stance against the Akatsuki. Itachi died long ago and it gave him the chance to come home. Akatsuki members declined drastically after that to only the three before her. They were seeking numbers to make them as strong as they once were.
I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
Her fist connects with the ground in a shattering thunder. The three scatter and Konan is the first to strike, a burst of paper shards slice her already cut skin. She doesn't move.
Just fighting to get through the night
Kisame slides Samehada neatly through her back opening it like a blooming flower while Sasori's puppets strike with deathly accuracy. The needles bleed the poison into her blood stream. Not an inch of movement from her.
I'm losing it
They stare stunned with the stillness of the pink haired kunoichi. She isn't still for long.
losing it,
The red liquid leaves droplets of its' consistency through the battlefield.
losing it
She's as accurate as the Akatsuki themselves. They wouldn't attempt to recruit her otherwise.
With every move I die
And as she strikes it seems like notes play singing with the splatter of her blood.
I'm faded
Her eyes close blissfully. Taking a moment while she listens to fractures, brakes, splinters, ricochets of weapons off bones and mangled flesh being torn form ligaments.
I'm broken inside
Ribs cracked, left arm angled so crookedly that she if she bends it wrong more sickening sounds of cracking bones tweet, ankle sprained. Still she moves with grace.
I've wasted the love of my life
She's lost him, them.
I'm losing it
Since the beginning-
losing it,
No beginning-
losing it
No end. Neverwere.
With every move I die
And as she made sure to stand still she never felt the long, sharp blades slide home into her chest puncturing her already faltering heart.
When did I become such a hypocrite
Sasori's surprised when the swords connected to his puppets stabbing the pink kunoichi shatter and brake at the crush of her fist like sand.
"Sakura!"
Double life
Naruto's yelling in what sounds like worry with Sasuke and the Rookie Nine and their sensei's trailing behind them.
Smile they're here.
Lies that you caught me in
Give up, they know what you're doing and came to watch.
Trust me I'm paying for it
They all came to watch.
With every move I die
And as she stares at them Samehada steals her depleting chakra while it digs deeper into her thigh and Konan's beautiful origami flowers make her bleed all over again.
On the floor
She doesn't notice that she falls to one knee.
I'm just a zombie
All she can do is stare at them. All standing outside some unseen barrier, one they seemingly cannot pass.
Who I am
She deserves this.
Is not who I want to be
Sasori's pissed and it shows through the rough treatment his puppets bestow upon her. Their crooked knives peel and carve without restraint. She easily breaks his dolls knowing more will appear at his beckon however the few seconds it takes for Sasori to breathe give her the time she needs.
I'm such a tragedy
It's not as easy as she thinks to peel Samehada from her muscle and bone peeks shining in the moonlight from the gaping hole it left. Konan's flowers are blooming red and they make it look like spring all over again as she makes her strike dead center of Sasori's chest. All that strength gathered in one place shoots through his chest, obliterating his heart.
With every move I die
And as she removes her arm from his chest she can almost feel her heart do the same, disappear in a vanishing twist.
I have destroyed our love
If she wasn't so weak this never would've happened.
It's gone
If she was stronger they would've needed her.
Payback is sick
All she can see is their smirks as they kiss. Tongues tied and smiling with mirth in their eyes.
It's all my fault
If she was never here in the first place they would've been better off.
I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
Her next move surprises them all.
Just fighting to get through the night
Konan's quick but Sakura's quicker.
I'm losing it
Konan's a little crazy.
losing it,
But Sakura's insane.
losing it
Insane with hurt, pain, scars, love.
With every move I die
And as Konan's blood painted origami cuts deep she just can't bring herself to care.
I'm faded
In a wisp of red cherry blossoms she diminishes into nothing.
I'm broken inside
Only to appear flushed against Konan, arms wrapped around in a mock hug while she lets her chakra obliterate Konan's chest cavity.
I've wasted the love of my life
Monochrome emerald meets briefly with obsidian and ocean blues.
I'm losing it
She can see the faintest smile.
losing it,
In their eyes.
losing it
On their mouths.
With every move I die
And as she dips her hand into Konan's bone broken chest she squeezes her heart with raw chakra, feeling it explode in her hand just like hers did when this all began.
This is it
Kisame's a lot quieter at sneaking than she originally thought.
And now you're really gone this time
Samehada's silent as it rips several times through the air.
Never once thought I'd be in pieces left behind
Bump
It's raining blood, fat red droplets of crimson liquid and she sinks to her knees from the sudden loss of it all.
Bump
Her skin is shredded like she's played with a food processor.
Ba-Bump
Fragments of bone contrast brightly with the liquid life that's already covering her like morbid war paint.
Bump
Her eyes are closed as if she's in serenity.
Bump
In truth, she's listening to her heart. The thick flutter beats of it trying to stay alive,
Ba-Bump
stutter,
Bump
then stall
Bump
just to repeat.
Ba-Bump Ba-Ah
Only weaker.
I'm dancing with tears in my eyes
Yet, she picks herself up again.
Just fighting to get through the night
Struggling to stand and Kisame thinks it'll be easy.
I'm losing it
He's surprised that Samehada is caught with one hand, stripping it of any flesh left.
losing it,
Her eyes still closed, she kisses her other hand and places it where her heart is, pumping out of her torn chest it's so visible.
losing it
Also visible is a violent purple jewel the shape of a corroded heart.
With every move I die
And as her fingers butterfly kiss the chakra container purple ink rips across the last of her skin, muscle, bone.
I'm faded
Her body vibrates and starts to dissipate beginning with the tips of her fingers and toes.
I'm broken inside
She's a ticking time bomb whose time has run out.
I've wasted the love of my life
Her emerald eyes glance once more over the observers.
I'm losing it
She really must be gone further than she thought because they're crying.
losing it,
Screaming and smiling.
losing it
Her lips part in a quiet gasp as she feels her heart evaporates in bleeding little ribbons.
With every move I die
And as she disappears in the wild uncontrollable chakra that eats up anything and everything in the twelve miles radius they swear they saw her smile with blood stained lips.
- - - loveless
