forever
be
my
world
by golden doe
"To cancel thy curse, thou must slay her who is purest of all."
Wide green eyes stared at the man before her, not wanting to believe the undeniable truth, refusing to acknowledge the horrible ugly reality.
Behind his mask, he was smirking. He liked the expression on her face, revealing her reaction to his revelation. He didn't have to guess what could possibly be going through her mind right now. Her wide green eyes, parted pink lips, paled complexion, spoke louder than any words.
To be honest, this was another opportunity he did not expect to come across but now that it was given to him in a silver platter, he'd be a fool not to seize it and wield it. Wield it as the strongest weapon in his arsenal against her and those ungrateful traitors.
"Sasuke-kun will rescue you," he began to tell her but his words were not designed to comfort her, "as you believe he will." He paused dramatically, cruelly, before continuing, "But not for reason you believe so. He will come for you, seek you, and save you. But not for you. For himself. He will slay you, as the Witch foretold, to be freed of Orochimaru's Curse. Because you are her who is purest of all."
She was crumbling and it was such a magnificent sight to behold. The Lady of Spring, Unyielding, a healer, revered by many as the goddess of victory... crumbling, shattering, falling, her powers waning, and it was done so by no more than mere words.
Come, Sasuke-kun. Come and save your princess.
A monster...
Cursed
"AGHK!"
A cure to your curse does not exist.
—
The pain
Trembling hand clutched his left shoulder, the hideously growing nails clawing at the tattoo inked in his skin.
Tears began to sting his eyes. The pain—he still hadn't gotten used it, and it felt worse with every transformation.
"Haa... haa..." his pants grew erratic, a scream threatening to tear through his throat "AGK!"
Dammit. He was a prince. A prince of the Uchiha clan. But at this rate he wouldn't—
Crunch.
He froze at the sound, and so did his transformation it would seem, to his surprise. No one was supposed to be out this late at night, especially during a moonless night. Not in the Forbidden Forests where monsters were said to lurk, not when he was undergoing through this hell.
Another crunch. It was louder this time.
Whoever's approaching will die. Never had he exercised control in this horrific state and this would be no exception.
"Ano..."
"Go away!" he growled at the direction the voice came from and he was surprised at the lack of viciousness in his voice.
Crunch.
"Dammit, don't come any nearer!" he warned. He didn't want to hurt anyone. He had never done so and he wouldn't tonight, not if he could help it.
"But! But... you're in pain. Let me help you."
Though he had yet to look up, he could tell from the voice that it was a girl.
"No one," he hissed, "can help me." It was the truth he had long since accepted. No one could help him. His curse was beyond the power of his clan. Not even the esteemed healer of the village, Lady Tsunade, could.
"Most especially not you," he spat.
He felt her take a step closer and when he no longer showed any sign of hostility, her steps grew more confident.
She took his face between her palms and he shut his eyes tightly, willing himself not to lose control.
"You're sweating," she whispered in a gasp.
Her hands left his skin, most likely in disgust and he could not blame her; he's disgusting and—
Cloth touched his forehead, dabbing away the beads of sweat gently in an almost caress.
"Are you still hurting?" he heard her ask softly as she continued to wipe the sweat from his face and neck.
The pain... His eyes opened at the realisation before finding himself staring at a pair of concerned green eyes.
The pain... the pain was gone. He clenched his hands into a tight fist and felt no sharp talons digging in his skin. Impossible. Looking at her eyes, he found no trace of fear and disgust he knew to be the inevitable response to his ghastly appearance; he found genuine concern and compassion.
"Who are you?"
tbc.
special thanks to: The Scarlett Ribbon, for sharing your insight about this fic when I first told you about it last year
inspired by: InuYasha (Anime/Manga), Jumong (historical Korean drama)
title from: lyrics of Make Love by Taeyang
notes: i tried condensing this into a one shot but it's just not possible. & i know i've got other stories still to be completed but this story has been suppressed for a year because i wanted to finish it before publishing it. as it is, all i've got are three draft chapters.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
