Authors notes: Hey everyone! Yet another Sasu/Naru drabble from Miserygirl! I hope you all enjoy this one!
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Tears stained my face. I knew crying wouldn't help anything but I couldn't help it. The tears flowed without any consent. Why was I crying? He died by my blade. He died by my own hands. I never thought that I could cry. I never thought that I would.
As if it were a movie, the heavens opened and rain started to cascade down upon the scene that was playing in front of me. I watched as my last remaining former teammate laid a ring of orange flowers down on top of this tombstone.
I knew I shouldn't be here. I knew they could catch me right here but I wouldn't mind. I have nothing to live for anymore. The one I intended to kill was dead, yet at the same time, I killed the one person who I ever loved.
The hokage stood to say her words of praise, love and sadness about the boy that had touched everyone's hearts.
As the ceremony came to a close, the hundreds of people who had gathered started to disperse. Once everyone had left and the mess had been cleaned up, I landed in front of the newly engraved tombstone.
I knew that it was an idiotic decision to appear out of the blue to stare at his resting place. But I had to see what was written. What words they had used to describe him. What memories were to be shared.
The words, "Here lies Naruto Uzumaki. A believer, a fighter and a friend. He never gave up and he will always be in our hearts," were engraved in fancy writing. I couldn't believe it. They had summed him up in just 3 sentences.
My presence must have been felt by someone already. What were they waiting for? Didn't they want me dead now? I did kill Naruto and I did destroy many lives. Can't they just hurry up?
A rustle could be heard from the trees. I realized that I had been mistaken. They were here. My old fellow ninja's of Konoha surrounded me, appearing through the trees.
I didn't mind seeing all the hatred in their eyes. I didn't mind being glared at. I didn't even mind the names.
As if I couldn't hear or see anything, I knelt down in front of his grave.
I know they could kill me right now but I purposely gave them that opening.
I knew it was the end. But I had one last thing to say.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I didn't mean for him to die! Please forgive me…"
An anguished cry could be heard in the clearing and the sound of a sharp object piercing flesh.
Pain. It consumed me from the moment I felt it. My body ached. I fell. And tears started to well up in my eyes. Yet, this time I wanted them to come. I wanted to feel again.
And as I lay down next to his body, I knew that I loved him.
And as the last thoughts that materialize in my head disappear, I remember.
"I will always love you."