This fic is something that kind of randomly came out of my subconcious. please tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, you would know.
When Naruto sees him, he knows.
Sasuke is alive now, his future a gaping wide hole, dark and ominous and deadly and-oh, so-seductive. This is his time.
Naruto knows when he finally catches him on the banks of the river, and he screams to Sasuke guilt and trust and broken promises, and he knows.
When Sasuke turns to him, and his eyes are crazed and dark and yellow and gold and black and unfamiliar.
And he knows.
That when Sasuke challenges him, it is for his sake. This is years and months and weeks and hot, burning seconds away from lies and disappointment and heartbreak.
This is now, and only now.
And when Sasuke flies toward him, his speed is uncharted, and Naruto half expects him whistle straight past him and continue on, insane like this, past opportunities and death and darkness and just on-
But they collide.
And Naruto knows that he is past even that, and they continue fighting.
And all sound seems to drop away and there is only this strange sensation of-lightdroptwistdodgeturn- falling, and he prays to kami-sama that it will end-
And it does.
And when Naruto regains consciousness he remembers and he realizes what he had and he knows-
Defeat is like this.
And so Sasuke knows it too. This sick and dark and-fallhitbreak-terrible feeling-
He won the fight, but he still knows that-
Defeat is like this.
And they both reach out into darkness, and find nothing-
But loss.
Because each was all the other had, and now that they both know this-emptydarklonely-feeling, and they think that they know what is best, or they did -before that day- that something snapped between them and it started turning.
The pull and push of Time.
And now that it is gone, they'll never know what they had and now all they know-
Defeat is like this.
Owari
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