Title : Last Leap of The Flying Monkey

Author : NoirHeart

Pairing : YukimuraxSasuke

Rating : K+

Warning : Death of the character

Disclaimer : I don't own SDK and I won't profit anything from this. This fanfic was merely made to express my love to SDK.

A/N : Okay, first of all, this fanfic IS about Sasuke's death. Well, blame me for being inspired by one of the story that I had found on the internet about Sasuke Sarutobi's death. Honestly, I did not want to write this, but the drama between Sasuke and Yukimura must be interesting. So yeah, I've applied that story to both of them. Thanks for reading, and pleaseeeeeeee review.

"Is this… Is this really happening…?"

The silver-blue haired man was staring at his left foot from his seat position. Blood soaked on the ground and grasses, still fresh from the nasty wound. Half trembled, shocked, and afraid, he put his hand on his temple, tried to reduce his own fear. His head drops down; he had no guts to lift up his head to the sky above. He had failed his master for the first time on his entire life. And the consequence of fail was a certain death for a shinobi, very different from seppuku that was committed by a failed samurai.

"I am a shinobi. Fail means death to me. I must not fear. But… But I…" he couldn't continue his words. It was clear that he was not ready to face the death reaper at the age of twenty-two. He still had some dreams that he wanted to realize, still had something he wanted to do, and the most of all, he still wanted to be side by side with his very own master.

"I know I should've heard Saizo…" a regret smile appeared on his face. His golden eyes were still staring at his severe wound. "A stubborn kid… That's what I will always be…" vaguely he could hear noisy footsteps were approaching him from his left side. He knew his time was short and escape was impossible with that severe wound. So he just stayed there, sitting and waiting.

"Death comes to those who wait and who don't. So why must I afraid?" for the last time he tried to convince and comfort himself to face the horrible faith upon him. He laid down his hand on the grass, trying to relax. His orbs now stared to the sky; the silver hair was waving, following the flow of the cool breeze. Then slowly he closed his eyes.

"Yukimura, I'm sorry…"

FLASHBACK

"I'd do this alone."

"But that is way too dangerous, even for someone like you!"

"That's okay. Moving alone is more efficient than grouping on this mission."

"But…"

"Save your worry, Saizo. I haven't failed before afterall."

The said man couldn't debate anymore. It's true that Sasuke, the one who wanted to do this mission alone, never failed before. But this one is different. Sneaking to Tokugawa's castle was not an easy mission, nor difficult. It is way too difficult than just simply difficult. And though Saizo always knew that Sasuke was a master of stealth, moving alone was simply crazy. But he decided to calm down. Sasuke must be known very well of his own capability. If he's so sure about this, then so be it. But perhaps, Yukimura could somehow consider denying his decision.

"Sasuke, wait! Have you talked about this to Yukimura-sama?"

"I haven't, but I will tonight." Sasuke turned his back and then walked slowly toward the main door of the Sanada house, leaving Saizo speechless and could only hope his master dismissed his crazy idea.

It had been 11 years since the Mibu incident, and everbody had changed during that decade. Especially Sanada Yukimura and Tokugawa Hidetada, or also known as Benitora. Though it's not Tora's will to start a war with the Sanada, but this circumstance is unavoidable. Sanada was still a major threat to Tokugawa's reign. After his defeat on the winter campaign, thanks to Yukimura's brilliant strategy, he did not intend to repeat the same defeat on the second attack to Osaka castle. His father, Tokugawa Ieyasu was planning something that would bring down Sanada Yukimura, along with Toyotomi Hideyori for sure on his second attempt.

Yukimura knew exactly that Ieyasu, as his nickname implied, was as smart as a fox. And there would be no way he would use a brute force again like the previous campaign. Because of that, he asked –-not forced, or commanded— his loyal ten braves to do the sneaking mission to the Tokugawa's castle. The mission was simple. Sneak to the castle, avoid getting detected, search any information about Ieyasu's plan through interrogation or overhearing, and then get out immediately. A simple order, but not as easy as it might be heard. The castle was full-guarded with troops and armies. Once you got caught, your life would be ended up abruptly.

But the troops and the armies weren't bothering Saizo about Sasuke's decision. They were easily defeated and their sense was nowhere near Sasuke, even Saizo. The most dangerous guardians on the castle were first, the Iga ninjas and the second was the trap. The ninjas that were ordered to guard the castle weren't that weaklings. Their level was at least the same as Saizo's. And the trap was just a pain in the ass. The one who schemed the trap was Ieyasu himself, the man that also known as Hattori Hanzo, the legendary Iga ninja. The trap must be nasty and tricky like him. Those two factors would be enough for Saizo to consider Sasuke's plan was crazy.

Sasuke walked slowly toward his master's room. On his own belief, he was sure that this mission was a dangerous and risky. Tokugawa wasn't that weak, it was a great emperor that ruled Japan. The guardian of such castle must be elites, from the troops, armies, even the ninjas. Sasuke was aware of the consequences of this mission. Fails, getting detected, or captured means only one to shinobi. Death. He must not share any information even if the enemy was kind enough and spared his life but asking about Sanada in return. Afterall that's his pledge when he's becoming one of the brave ten.

Sighing, he knew he must do this alone. More men could only be increasing the chance of getting caught. Moreover Yukimura said that the ten of them must go side by side and no one would ever leave behind in case any of them was getting caught or the likes. For crying out lord, that friendly act could lead them all to death! So, Sasuke was a hundred percent sure that this was a one man show, and that man must be him. It's not arrogance or so, but he's aware that he had the most stamina and strength between them all. He had been trained all the ninja technique for almost 3 years and if that wasn't enough he had spent his earlier life on Aokigahara, the most terrible forest for a human to survive and live. He had trained to avoid getting detected, hiding his presence, stealth killing, and even avoiding the most deadly attack. And he had gotten that all at the age of eight before Yukimura took him to his house.

Then he scratched the back of his hair. Had it been that long? It's almost 15 years since he was adopted by Yukimura. His lips curved and deep down there he really thanked God for meeting him with Yukimura. When he's still around nine years to eleven, he's still a fragile kid and Yukimura indeed was like a father to him. Yukimura always there for him, accompanying him everywhere, even slept with him which annoyed him the most that time. He didn't like to be treated as a child, though he's still that time. But when he thought about it, Yukimura treated him like that might be because indeed he considered him as his own child.

Then he grew up to twelve, meeting Onime no Kyo and gangs was really an unforgettable moment and experience for him. During the Mibu ordeal, he learned how to appreciate his life, making friends, trusting someone, and the most important thing were feeling how to be loved and loving someone. He could felt life was more wonderful and somehow colorful since. He had more friends beside the brave ten like Yuya, Onime no Kyo, Akira, Akari, Hotaru… And then Tora and Bon. Tora was indeed Tokugawa Hidetada, and Bon was Date Masamune, the major threats for the Sanada. He sighed heavily. If only… If only he could stop the flow of the time he'd prefer to stay at twelve and with them all peacefully, without war and the likes. But the time kept going on and no one could have enough power to stop it, even if you were a Tokugawa Ieyasu.

Then he stopped traveling the time and his mind was back to the future. He's already at the front of Yukimura's room. It was already night, and he knew exactly that around this time his master must be drunk or about to. Sighing, he rolled the door opened. The room was almost a total dark, only a weak blaze of the candle lightens that room. His eyes scanned the room to search the sign of Yukimura's presence. From the right flank he could see the old, fragile chest was there. Yukimura used to store his own clothing there. Above the chest, a vas of almost-dead flower stood there. On the wall next to the chest was hanging the sword of his master. He shifted to the left flank and a big closet was there. He was wondering why there's such a big closet there. Yukimura stored his clothes on the chest, so what's inside the closet? Might be his sake. Yes, that must be it. On the center, a table was there with the weak candle blazing and a half-filled ink bottle above it. Sasuke knew that his master liked to write poems, but Yukimura never showed his poet to everyone, including himself.

"Looking for me, hm?" Sasuke jumped feeling a pat on his shoulder and the soft voice very close to his ear. He immediately turned his back.

"Damn it, Yukimura! Never ever sneak behind me! I think I've told you before!"

"Hehehe… sorry, Sasuke-chan." Yukimura stood there still with his infamous grin. Though he was already forty-two years old, but still his charm and charisma didn't derogate even a bit. He was still wearing his purple and black kimono and his hair still black and silky as always. And those beautiful dark-yellowish eyes were still seducing everyone who saw it. Yukimura had married and already had a son named Sanada Daisuke. Sasuke did not like his marriage though and he was somehow despised his wife that defected to Tokugawa and still had that hatred toward his son, Daisuke.

"And haven't I told you before to not address me like that!? I'm already over twenty!"

"You have such a short temper, you know? But that's what attracted me the most about you." His smile widened and Sasuke could guess where this conversation would be ended up, so he tried to divert it because he had an important talk with him.

"Yukimura, I have something to tell you. This is serious."

"Hm? That's not like you to be serious…"

"About the mission… I think—"

"Save it, Sasuke. We could talk about it later. I have something important to do with you. And I want it right now." Yukimura's eyes filled with primal hunger as his hands started to circle around Sasuke's waist.

"But, this is really important!" Not that he was complaining, afterall he had been doing this a hundred times with him since his sixteenth birthday. But this conversation was really serious.

"Uh-huh, but haven't I said to save it?" then in a flash his lips crashed down. A bruise and demanding kiss was applied there. He pushed Sasuke to go into his room and then closing the door behind him. For a second Sasuke unconsciously enjoying that too but in a flash, his sane state of mind brought him to reality. He protested with his push and struggle. Yukimura released his mouth and then staring at him; still with his smile meanwhile Sasuke was glaring at him seriously.

"Yukimura, listen! I want to say that I—" Sasuke could not continue his words as once again Yukimura pressed his lips against him. Yukimura's kiss was going wild and even demanding more.

"I said save it, Sasuke. I will always get what I wanted, hm?" then slowly he pushed Sasuke down to his futon. Sasuke gave up and stopped struggling. He decided to talk about it later after one session of this 'game'.

Not long after the room was filled with the sound of garbled pants and sometimes the murmur of names, quickened breath and soft moans, yelps and startled cries. It was clear that the two occupants of that room were enjoying that heat moment together. As always, it was Yukimura's will to commence this game. Sasuke was too shy to ask about it, even though sometimes he wanted it too. So he's just waiting for Yukimura to ask for it first. He did this with him at least once per week, and it became more often since Yukimura's wife defected to Tokugawa's side. There's a flash of thought that running through his mind everytime Yukimura was seducing him to do this. Could it be Yukimura's escape from his depression? A depression of having betrayed by his own wife?

"Sasuke…?"

"Hm…?"

"You're as adorable as ever, you know?" after the game had done, Yukimura lied beside him and then traced his palm throughout his lean arm and to his bare chest.

"Oh shut up…" Sasuke growled and tipped his palm aside. His breaths were still uneven and his body was still soaked with sweats all over. So did Yukimura, but only his breathing had become normal.

"What's wrong, Sasuke?" once again he moved his palm to him, but this time to his cheek and cupped it then caressed his sliver-blue hair.

"You're crazy, Yukimura. That was too early! What if someone from the jyuyushi or that descendant of yours heard us, or the worst saw us?!"

"Is there any problem with that?" Yukimura smiled and then shifted closer to him, his hand braced his waist and then his head rested on his chest. Sasuke decided not to complain, he had another more important thing to talk than debating something insignificant like that.

"Yukimura…"

"Mmm…?" Yukimura seemed too tired, maybe it was because his age.

"About the Tokugawa mission…"

"Yes, what about that Sasuke?" he was drawing a lazy circle on his stomach.

"I think I must do that alone."

"What do you mean?" he stopped his activity and then rolled aside. His eyes were staring at him cautiously.

"This is a sneaking mission; more men could only mean raising the chance of getting noticed. So I'm suggesting you that I'd—"

"Rejected."

"What…?! Yukimura, you exactly know the basics of sneaking mission, don't you?!"

"Yes I am."

"So why?!" furiously, Sasuke sat up and glaring to the still-lying Yukimura.

"I can't let any of you doing this mission alone. That's way too dangerous."

"But it will only be dragging us all to hell! It is way better, that only one of us dead rather than all of us!"

"Sasuke…" he slowly sat up and then staring at him deeply.

"Sasuke, I can't let any of you die. That's why I ordered all of you to commence this to help each other, in case something unfavourable was happening."

"That's crazy, Yukimura! Helping each other?! Have you lost your mind?! This is not a playing ground! This is a battlefield!" Sasuke was getting more furious with his master's decision. How could he think of such a ridiculous idea?

"Because you all are special to me. Especially you, Sasuke."

"What the…? I know that, Yukimura! But for crying out lord, please! Please get into the reality! I—"

"Stop it, that's enough, Sasuke. This mission will be going according to my previous order. End of conversation."

Sasuke could not believe it. His master would only command the Jyuyushi marching to their graves. And in the next morning Sasuke was sure that Yukimura would've his first morning view the scene of the ten severed heads. I must do something. Yes, I must do something! So he decided to talk to him once again, trying to convince him to somehow rearrange that plan.

"Yukimura, please re-consider this mission again. It is too dangerous for all of us—"

"Sasuke, are you deaf?" Yukimura's voice was still heard soft, but Sasuke could feel a threatening tone on it.

"No I'm not, Yukimura-sama. It's our duty to do everything that you want us to do. Now if you don't mind I'd like to take my leave."

"Okay."

Then slowly Sasuke stood up and got dressed quickly. He bowed, then rolled the door and got away to his own room. Meanwhile Yukimura could not hold his pressure and dilemma anymore. He broke down and lying again on his futon. He knew that Sasuke's words were all true. But he couldn't sacrifice any of them, especially Sasuke. He just couldn't! Maybe it was better not to order them this mission, but Yukimura was a hundred percent sure that he would lose the summer campaign if he couldn't somehow figure out Ieyasu's plan. So he must, he had to order this mission. But ordering this mission could only drag them all to hell in case someone was held captive. His loyal ten would be a delicious prey for the armies, troops, and Iga ninjas that exactly outnumbered them. No matter how strong the jyuyushi are, if they must face a hundred ninjas with the same level as Shindara, they must be having an utter defeat. But if he preferred the solo mission, that meant he must choose Sasuke, the best from the Jyuyushi. But he just couldn't let Sasuke go to that castle alone. What if he got noticed? What if they held him and tortured him to death? What if they killed him on the spot? And many what ifs that went across his mind. Yukimura covered his face with his palms. "God… please let this decision the best one…" then he fell asleep.