He didn't care. He use to, but not now. He was tired and all he wanted was something he had to give everything away for; revenge. He had to give his friends away, he had to give life away and most importantly, going to where he was headed, he had to give his body away. He had to give his body to the man who was going to give him infinite power. Once he had his revenge, his soul would be put to sleep as the man took over his body and left his own. He was willing to give anything to have the revenge he strived for; the revenge that has kept him moving and has kept him alive.
The boy walked through the woods holding his wounded shoulder carelessly. His eyes were plastered to the wet ground as he took one small baby step at a time to reach his destination. At first he had been in a hurry, but not now. He had just fought someone very dear to him. He may have even killed the boy. He wasn't sure but deep down; he knew he would see his friend again. He didn't know when, but he was sure he would definitely see him again. Maybe they wouldn't be on the same side?
What if after this I'm still alive? What then? Will we hate each other? Will we fight again? Or will there be forgiveness? That is, if I decide to live for some odd reason.
He didn't want to live. He wanted to die after his revenge was carried out. He had nothing more to live for. If his sole purpose was done and over with, then what would he do? He couldn't go back. He betrayed them; left them, probably got many loved ones killed by his selfish desire for revenge. But right now he didn't care how many were killed or hurt. All these thoughts were swimming in his damp and cold head as he finally came to a stop and dropped to his knees.
His head was spinning with terrible thoughts going through his head. His throat burned trying to hold back the wrenching sobs that were desperate to escape. He closed his black onyx eyes and bowed his head weakly.
Maybe I don't want this…maybe all I really wanted all along was to have my big brother. My big brother…Itachi…..