Ld: Don't ask, I don't know why I wrote this. I don't know either, nor do I know if it has a point. :sticks tongue out:
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Death on Your Fingertips
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The feeling of dying was nothing like in the books or movies. There was no white light. There was no tunnel. There was no pain, no sorrow, no regrets, no wishes or hopes of seeing loved ones in the next world, no life flashing before his eyes. It was nothing. It was everything. There was nothing to remember and yet everything was seen and locked in memory forever.
Uchiha Sasuke had witnessed his own death, as if he were dead before the needles even hit him. He heard his own words, saw as he fell limp in Naruto's arms, saw the tears in his rivals eyes.
To this day, Sasuke teased Naruto, calling him stupid, emotional, and once or twice mentioned that he wouldn't be surprised if Naruto had cried when he'd died. Each time, the blonde had denied it, but Sasuke knew the truth. He always would remember the tears streaming down Naruto's face.
And when he'd left the valley, those same tears were only a painful reminder.
Locked in memory forever, the taste of death on his fingertips, of blood on your lips. Died twice in his life and yet still not a dead man walking.
He's only a heartless coward.
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So, yeah, what if its short? Your mom is short.
Confusing? I hope not. Pointless? Sure is. Review, flame, criticize, spread the love, or lack of. :grin: