A very depressing story I wrote about Sasuke finally killing Itachi. Hope you like it.
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Sorry
The rain pelted down against Sasuke's head and neck as he stood over his brother's dead body. Itachi's face was covered in blood, as was the rest of his body.
Itachi's blood caked over Sasuke's hands and clothes. His lifelong dream had finally been achieved. His brother, the slayer of the Uchiha clan, was dead.
But now, for some reason, he felt something he thought he understood. Something he thought he understood. Something he thought he had experienced his whole life. But now, for the first time, he felt utterly and entirely alone. The one man he had ever looked up to, the only family he had, was gone.
Sasuke gazed into the crimson eyes of Uchiha Itachi, still open from the shock of the final blow. There, masked behind hate and anger, was the same lonliness Sasuke felt. Itachi felt alone too.
Sasuke clenched his hands into fists and cursed Itachi's soul. He spit on the bloody corpse and kicked it. He had dreamed of this moment his whole life, but now that it was here, he felt sick.
His goal in life was fulfilled, but now what was left to live for? Again, he looked into his brother's lifeless face, and, for the first time ever…
Uchiha Sasuke cried.
The hot tears of solitude streamed down his face and fell on Itachi's body as he dropped to his knees.
"Brother…Itachi…what have I done?"
Sasuke drew his departed sibling to himself in a sorrowful embrace. "Itachi… I'm…sorry," he choked out. He didn't care that Itachi blood was soaking through his own clothes. He didn't care that the rain was seeping through his shirt and making him cold. He didn't even feel the cold. All he felt was grief and regret.
The tears kept falling, and so did the rain. The raindrops began to wash away, the blood on Sasuke's skin, but he wanted it to stay. He wanted to remember this night forever, yet he wanted to forget it as soon as he could.
He wished more than anything that he could go back and undo it somehow. He wished Itachi was alive, so Sasuke could hate him again. Now, looking down into those sad ruby eyes, he couldn't hate him, he just felt the brotherly love he missed out on his entire feeble life.
"Itachi…" The tears now fell silently, Sasuke couldn't scream anymore.
Sasuke released his grip on his brother's dead body, thinking back to all he did in his life. He had become a ninja – so he could gain the skills needed to kill his brother. He trained vigorously – in order to kill his brother. He took the Chunin exams – to get a higher rank, to learn more jutsu, to kill his brother. He went to train with Orochimaru – to be able to kill his brother. Everything he ever did was to aid him in his ultimate goal of destroying Itachi. Now that he had, all those things seemed pointless and meaningless.
Then, Sasuke realized that all those pointless things were his life. His entire life had no meaning, so why go on living? Sasuke found himself thinking about these things, and wondering why he still needed to be alive if he had no purpose.
Quickly, he made a decision. "Itachi…your life ended so soon, now mine will end as well. You have stolen my meaning for existence by letting yourself die."
Sasuke pulled out a kunai dripping with Itachi's blood and raised it over himself.
Plunging it into his tortured heart, Uchiha Sasuke breathed one last word before falling, dead, on top of his brother.
"Sorry…"