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Guilt
Chapter 1:
''sometimes pain is better than the cure, because it reminds you of your guilt of what you have done wrong .it's a memory you can't forget no matter how old you are it lives with you and you die with it, this happens with every being some end it by ending themselves some bear it throughout their lives, but if we stay as a good human there won't be any demons but when you become a demon then comes the pain of guilt that you can't cure even if you leave the path of destruction.''
Pale fingers brushed against the inked letters, as he felt his eyes burning. A single tear traced his cheek, the predictable collision of the ink with water as the words seemed to have faded,
Why was he allowing this? Was his confidence so intact? "No! Pathetic" the words came out in pure disgust as he threw the diary in to the flames, the black leather in embrace of the red flames, so beautiful and hypnotizing yet deadly. A piercing silence hung in the luxury furnished room. He was Sasuke Uchiha, the last of his clan. Can he be so weak? Or allow him to break?
He took a deep breath standing his wild pace as he opened his eyes, the blurry vision cleared to the emptiness of the room the lonely silence begging him. The soft wind scented with the dew of wild flowers, as it tousled his raven locks, caressing him, telling him he was not alone.
The sharp whizz in the wind as the smooth blade pierced the wall paper as a heap of orange and yellow fell on the carpeted floor. "Don't try to sneak on me, Naruto" his words so soft yet with a sharp edge.
"oye Sasuke!...you would not believe what happen" the element of pure innocence as Naruto threw himself in a long legged sprawl, making the carpet look like a king's couch.
"What?" his reply was simple. "They have a new flavor of ramen!" Naruto give a wide smile as his grimace deepened at the irritation on Sasukes face.
"You risked your life and climbed all the way up here to tell me this?" "No no…there is more," Naruto held up his hands in protest.
"we have a mission, it's against the Akatsuki, I tried to convenes baa -Chan but she won't listen, she had assigned team 8 to come along" he took a breath then stood up dusting himself, "well I have to inform team 8 so meet you at the ramen shop!" with a wave of wind Naruto was gone before Sasuke could say anything,
Again the blond had sleeted the scar, trying to eradicate past but couldn't, it was his fault, he should have died but tried to stop Itachi yet no one blamed him why? He was supposed to be responsible…"why!" he punched the side table in frustration as the light dent regained his senses. It was over; it was time to start over.
A certain face came to his memory at the thought of starting over. The light smile that dimmed everything, the bright jade eyes that had so many dreams and her laughter which seemed to mark the beginning of spring, the cherry blossom maiden sakura horuno.
"No..." his whisper echoed through the empty hall. Why was he thinking about her? That girl the one whom he could not bear why did she ever comes in to his life.
He looked up, the ceiling so wide, as if a canvass of memories, unable to control himself as his tears fell on the carpeted floor, he found himself sitting on his knees surrender to life.
Well there goes, do tell me how it is…