I'm really proud of this little fic. Why? I came up with this for the fanfic bake off, and it came into my head and I had to write it. And I hate Sasuke, but I love this story.
I don't own Naruto
III
It was far too bright and sunny.
The room, blinding white and smelling of disinfectants, was too warm and snug.
The birds outside the open window too cheerful.
The wind rustled too softly in the trees, billowing the curtains and the sheets he sit under.
It was too peaceful that bright, beautiful morning.
Thump Thump. Thump Thump. His own heartbeat eerily calm; eerily steady.
His breathing in…out…in…out…in…
So…so calm.
Sasuke looked down at his small hands, blinking wearily as the nights dark events replayed in his head.
They're gone.
Every.
Last.
One.
Not even the bright sun could keep the darkness from seeping into his heart.
