A Naruto Drabble by Mek
A little something that was inspired after a bit of playing DAoC and thinking on where the manga might possibly be headed. Basically, this is just one of my thoughts on how things could end if Sasuke does make it to Orochimaru. Its vaguely NaruSaku-ish....not intentionally, and I'd like to think that its more of a friendship thing.
Disclaimer: Naruto does not belong to me. And, yes, I can't think of anything more creative thatn that. It's late. Don't sue me.
He looked down, barely comprehending what he was seeing. It was wet, and slick, and in all honesty not even there. But if you can see it, it was real, right? If you could feel it, it was real, right?
And yet... and yet.... why couldn't he keep it? Why couldn't he have stayed, all those years ago? Even with everything....
Why did things have to be this way?!
"Naruto."
The blonde hair boy looked up at a pink haired girl. She was downcast, and sad, but what startled him into standing up and taking notice was the worry in her eyes. For him. And distantly, almost absently, he felt ashamed. That she should continue to worry, even when it was all over.
"Are you okay?"
He turned his head away, eyes darkening, glistening in the light. "Are you?"
"No," she replied quietly. For a moment, silence fell between the two. Thoughts of all that had come about, of his fate, and of the things they wanted to say to each other but couldn't remained unspoken. They merely watched the clouds sail through the sky, and Sakura had the grace not to notice that he had been crying.