Title:Butterfly.
Author:Kamisado
Author's Note:Alright, first poem on here. Brought about by me in a bad mood. Pretty angsty coming from me. Mild Yaoi, character death, and angst. I don't own any of the Naruto characters, all I own is my boyfriend and this poem.
This was originally brought to mind because I had a crush on my friend, but I've discovered that I don't like him that way and that I now have a SasuNaru. You know, we never actually find out why this ended the way it did...
Butterfly
Sasuke's POV:
A beautiful, blissful silence,
In a meadow where I lay.
A butterfly flutters by.
Blending colors of royal blues,
Greens, yellows, violets,
And a million other nameless colors.
Feather-light kisses of the butterfly,
On cool pale fingers,
And soft, still hands.
A choked off noise to my left.
Sounds a little like a sob...
Of desperation.
Dead, blank eyes shift over,
Landing on the source of the sound.
"Naruto..." I say, my mouth moves.
(In my imagination)
I hear my voice.
(In my mind)
But he doesn't even notice.
I question his (non-existent) reaction,
Before my thoughts are interrupted.
"Sasuke..."
His voice barely registers in my mind.
(Dead)
Blood on his fingertips,
And on a blade like my own.
(Not my blood.)
Blood pooling on the ground.
(All his own)
So, so much red.
As much as my own,
(Blood)
Puddling under my hand.
He sets down his blade,
(Drops it)
And falls to his knees.
I've never seen him crying so hard.
(So much blood)
I've never seen him bleeding so much.
(So many tears)
"Why?"
Once again, each of our questions goes
Unanaswered.
(Same word, different questions)
He's laying down beside me,
Curling a tan, bloodstained forearm under his head.
(Blonde hair red)
"Because I loved you."
(Each of our answers to the unheard question.)
"Never kissed a corpse..."
(I hear it in my mind)
And cool lips are on mine.
(Cold, dead...mine.)
A shuddering, emptying breath,
And he's sliding his hand into mine.
He's cold.
(Dying)
I'm cold.
(Dead)
We're frozen.
(Death)
Cold...
Alone...
(DEAD)
"Because I wanted you..."
(A beautiful death)
"Because I loved you."
He said it once more.
And then silence.
(A beautiful, blissful silence)
In the meadow where WE lay.
No longer alone...
(Solitude)
No longer alive...
(Living)
Forever cold.
(Frozen)And as his breath
(His heart)
Slows to a stop,
A second butterfly joins the first.
Blending colors of royal blues,
Greens, yellows, violets,
And a million other nameless colors.
Feather-light kisses of the butterfly,
On cool, pale fingers,
And soft, still hands.
And as a blue moon rises into the sky
(A lover's moon)
With the butterflies following,
My blank mind
(Dead)
Echoed what he'd just said.
'Because I loved you...'
And I faintly realize...
We've died a beautiful death.
(We're dead)
Together.Butterfly.FIN
A/N: Ya, I honestly don't know why they committed suicide, but I found the idea of a death together sorta romantic... in a morbid kinda way. Read and review!