Sooo, I haven't been able to post anything for "You've Destroyed Me" "All Wrong" or anything else for the matter. This thought kept running over and over in my head and I just had to write it.

This might become a one-shot or it may become a multi-chapter thing I don't really know.

Just going with it I guess. ~

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"You have twenty four hours. Do with it what you will." He pauses as if he himself was trying to digest those very words.

"…perhaps you should spend your remaining time with your friends."

When those words rolled from those pale lips of my creator I couldn't do anything but stare. Because this world becomes nothing more than ash when the person who made you, raised you, and loved you, unconditionally so, tells you that in a matter of twenty four hours, you will be nothing but scraps.

So I did the only thing that could ever make me feel like this wasn't the end.

I laughed.

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"Hey, how's it going?"

If I answered that question truthfully it would probably end with tears and screams. Because even now I want to hide my head and drown out everything.

But instead of being the reason for his tears I say nothing and walk along side him with his golden locks and beautiful eyes down the sidewalk, rain beating down at us.

"What a dreary day huh? S'all raining." And he laughs because we're both soaked. And I apparently look like a drenched kitten. "Come on, let's go stand next to that building, it has shelter." He suggests and we do, with him pulling me along by the sleeve and a grin on his face and me lost in my thoughts.

"Look at us," he says with a small laugh, shifting his bag over his shoulder, "Two young guys in the prime of youth huddled against a building looking lost and soaked."

And he laughs and wiggles his eyebrows at me. "Did i ever tell you you look hot when you're all wet and bothered?"

I snort and try to stop my trembling hands by crossing them over my chest.

He shakes his head like a dog, splashing little droplets of water from his dripping blond hair, tisking at the amount of water spilling over his shoulders.

"Man, I hate it when my hair sticks to my neck." he complains, wincing as he ran his fingers through his soaked hair.

He doesn't know that after today he'll never see me again.

"…Hey" and then he looks at me and I see a light in his eyes; a light that always drew me to him and kept me close.

Please don't wrap your arms around me like that. I want to say to him.

I'll cry.

"What's wrong?" he asks gently to me, warm breath blowing against my ear and making me shiver.

I'm going to die. You have your arms around a dying person.

But I can't tell him that. Because I know him, he's a strong person; he'll want to fight my inevitable end. Because he cares about me, because he's my best friend, my lover; he wouldn't want me to leave forever like I'm going to.

A feeling washes over me and it's not one of sadness.

I want to protect him from the hurt I know he's going to eventually feel when he finally finds the reason why I'm never around anymore.

So I do the next best thing; I give him my same old smirk (because I could never find it in me to smile on demand) and his face lights up because this is a side of me that he's so familiar with.

"Nothing." I say and I have to stay perfectly still because he doesn't seem convinced before to my relief he shrugs, not knowing that underneath this flesh I'm crying.

I've never thought about death. I didn't need to. I never once wondered how it would end for me. I never wondered if it would hurt or if it would be sift, or cold and bitter.

I never asked or wondered if it would be soon or many years from now.

And now that the fact that I'm going to die in 24 hours has come to light I find myself trembling.

I'm afraid.

We resume our walk and I stop once more because I only have one day to live and I find that I don't want to live it alone.

"Dobe?" I begin to say. He stops and looks at me, waiting for me to finish what I want to say. And I force a soft smile and hope to god he don't see the tears because believe it or not I'm still not okay with this. "Let's do something." I say at last.

God, I want to cry, I'm seriously not okay with dying.

"It's raining!" he exclaims. And I shake my head, dislodging the passing thought of death.

"What, are you afraid of water you Dobe?"

And he laughs and swings an arm over my shoulder, my shirt sticking to my skin.

Hold me tighter because I'm afraid I'll break apart if you don't.

"You bastard, I'll show you who's afraid! You'll probably just chicken out and run screaming!" he shouts, voice chasing away the gloomy air.

And I playfully jab my elbow into his stomach, smirking when he chokes on air.

"We'll see dumbass."

I hope you don't forget me.

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"I'm going to kill you!"

"Aw come on Sakura-chan! It was only a joke!"

And then suddenly we were running, hearts bursting in our chests because she has monstrous strength and we know that if she catches us we'll be no better than a hopeless animal that was ripped to shreds by a group of lions. Our shoes squeak against the pavement as we take a sharp turn into an alley way.

"Get back here!" she screams, death on her eyes and hands flexing, preparing for the ass-kicking she's going to soon deliver.

"Why the hell did I listen to your stupid idea?" I pant as we jump over a dumpster and climb over a fence, landing awkwardly on the hard floor.

"Left! Left! Left!" Naruto screams, pushing me harshly in a completely different direction than the one he shouts.

"What the-?"

"Found you!"

And we stop short because Sakura bursts from the corner, eyes ablaze and bubblegum colored hair flowing wildly in the wind.

Naruto screams for his life and I choke on my fear because she advancing on us both. We both turn our backs and take off running.

"Oh no you don't!" she manages to snag Naruto's sleeve and he shouts in terror.

"Save yourself!" but I don't have the chance to think because I'm yanked back by my collar. She holds us with a tight grip as we flail around, trying to fill our lungs with air.

I couldn't help the amusement that bubbles in my chest because Naruto is begging for his life, apologizing again and again for the water balloon he chucked at her.

"It was the bastard's fault!" he screams, fear evident in his blue eyes, "He told me to do it!" I flinch and my mouth clamps shut because her eyes are suddenly on me.

"He forced me." I say simply and it's enough because the color drains from his face, leaving him a pasty white when she turns back to him, a malicious smile on her lips.

"Oh really?"

"Traitor!" he screams, voice jumping a few octaves higher as she approaches.

This cant end.

A sad feeling hits me and I watch in torn emotions (amusement, fear, sadness, happiness I don't think I know anymore) as she pummels him to the ground.

This just can't end.

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We're walking her to her house and I watch as she rolls her eyes at Naruto's complaining voice.

It was still grey outside but water stopped falling from the sky.

What was it called again?

Rain was it? Ah, I had forgotten.

Only for a moment though.

"You shouldn't have thrown it." She states smugly.

"Why didn't you hit Sasuke? He was just as guilty as I am!" and I snort and cross my arms over my chest.

"I wasn't the one who threw it."

"But you're the one who let me do it!" he shoots back and I clamp my mouth shut because Sakura looks at me with sharp eyes.

And then she grins and wraps an arm around me, patting my hair much to my dismay, interrupting my momentary dilemma.

"He's too pretty to hurt." She smiles, planting a sloppy kiss to my cheek, smirking as Naruto growls slightly, blue eyes flashing.

"Oi."

"Yes, yes, no touching, I know the drill, don't wanna harm the goods." She winks at us and I flush because she shouldn't say it so loud. People are staring. And he takes me from her arms, delivering a swift but possessive kiss to my lips.

And I punch him in the stomach and stalk off because it's embarrassing.

Embarrassing because of the flutter in my heart.

"Bastard," he wheezes.

"I swear to god, everyone in this town is turning gay," Sakura grumbles, "Might as well give up and go out with Ino."

"God yes! Let me watch!" from the corner of my eye I see Sakura roll her eyes when I kick him in the stomach.

I shrug and continue walking, enjoying the cool breeze that ghosts across my skin.

"Who's up for some fire crackers?" Sakura asks lightly.

And I froze because for the life of me I can't remember what that is.

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"Hi, my name is Naruto…wanna sit with us?"

"No." I turned away and focused once more on my novel.

"Wah? Hey wait you bastard!" an arm is slug over my shoulder and I try to gain my balance as I'm pulled toward a lunch table.

"Come one, just sit with us, you're the new kid right?" he smiles at me and sits me down next to a girl with big green eyes and pink hair. "Let's be friends!"

And he extends a tan hand towards me.

"I'm Naruto Uzumaki!"

That was the first time I met those dazzling blue eyes and soft blond hair.

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"Sasuke? Hey are you okay?"

When I snap back to reality I'm gazing into Naruto's concerned blue eyes, his breath ghosting ever so softly over my lips.

"I have to tell you guys something," and my voice cracks a little because I'm trying so damn hard not to cry, "I'm…" and I trail off because I don't know how to say it without breaking apart.

Naruto's face shifts into one of unease because he's almost never heard me speak this way.

"It's okay Sasuke, remember? You can tell us anything." Sakura says softly to my right, watching with big green eyes.

"I'm…"

Dying

I don't want to lose this.

"I feel sick." I finally say, dropping my voice down to a monotone sound, forcing my eyes to remain steady, trying to resist the onslaught of emotions threatening to burst forth.

Liar! Liar! Liar!

And Naruto crashes his lips to mine and bites into the corner of my lip in punishment.

"Don't freak me out you dick." He grumbles into my cheek, "I thought someone hurt you again."

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No words could describe my current feelings.

My books were strewn about the school hallway, and a group of guys were laughing among themselves, looking at me with evil eyes, the hallway occupants erupted in whispers.

"That'll teach him."

"Too weird."

"He better know his place."

"Doesn't belong here."

And I was on my knees picking up my ruined school books, an unfamiliar feeling bubbling in the pit of my stomach and a burning feeling behind my eyes.

Was this the famous bullying Itachi always spoke about? It must be because they're giving me such dirty looks.

And suddenly there were hands helping me up.

"Who the fuck did this." And then Sakura stood in front of me with a scowl on her beautiful face and hands clenched into fists.

"Well?" she hissed at the crowd, fists tightening. When no one answered she sneered and zeroed in on the group of guys smirking

"Its fine Sakura, leave it alone." I muttered to her, stepping out in front of her and taking her by the shoulders.

Her features soften ever so softly and she sighs, warm breath washing over me.

"No it's not okay, they shouldn't treat you like this."

And then a voice rang out loud and clear.

"That's right bitch, stay out of this." One of the boys sneered. And I froze because I he just insulted her. A fire in the pit of my stomach rose up and nearly choked me.

"Fuck you!" she screeched, face blooming into anger, cheeks flushed and hot.

"Come over here and I'll show you a proper way to use that pretty little mouth." He laughs my hands shot out and I grabbed a hold of Sakura before she could launch forward and bury her fists into his face.

"Let it go Sakura," I say sternly.

"Yeah Sakura~ like the pansy said, let it go." The boys laugh.

"Don't lower yourself to their level," I say evenly, staring them down with my blank eyes I sneer, "we shouldn't play with pathetic dogs like them, we could catch fleas."

Their faces flush in anger and I praise myself for keeping calm.

"Besides," I continue, "we all know they fuck each other because no one else would even consider touching them."

"You fucking-!"

"Fags," I hiss, cutting them off, "don't ever even look at her again. You're not worthy." And with that I walked away, a grinning Sakura in tow.

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"I won't let anyone hurt you." Naruto mummers into my skin, placing butterfly kisses along the column of my neck, nipping here and there, forcing noises from my mouth. Noises I try to keep hushed.

His fingers leave a trail of fire as they slide up my shirt, caressing me everywhere.

"We can't," I pant, "Not here, Sakura's waiting outside- ah!"

And he chuckles, sending delicious vibrations throughout my body. He has his pants and boxers pooled at his feet, his length sliding against mine.

We were in the public bathroom and I couldn't think, not when he strips me of everything but my shirt and spreads my legs over his lap. The tip of his length brushes against my entrance ever swiftly and I nearly sob because he's holding my waist tightly, not letting me thrust down on his heated member.

"Please," I whimper.

"What about Sakura?" he asks mockingly.

"Fuck her." I hiss as he once again brushes against my hole.

"No, not Sakura" he growls, "Me and only me." And he slams me down, I throw my head back because god it hurts but feels so good, the feeling of being stretched at my limit and him buried deep within me is almost too much.

"Naruto!" I gasp as he lifts me, only to force me to sink down.

Slowly.

Inch by agonizing inch.

"That's right," he pants into my ear, "Me."

"Only me."

And there was no talking after that, only the hot sounds of us becoming one.

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Sorry if Sasuke's out of character, there's a reason for that. As for why he only has 24 hours to live? Well who knows, I might explain it if this becomes more than a one shot.

Review please? It really helps me out. This may become a multi-chapter thing if I get enough reviews

So it's up to you guys!