T . h . r . e . e
L . a . s . t
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Dearest love I hope
This message finds you well
He stood, overlooking a dark precipice. Had judgment finally come to claim the lost dark soul? He stared impassively into the darkness; no emotion. Little reflections of his soul shattered, and as they fell, the fragments gave way to long forgotten memories. Sasukes jet black eyes watched his soul fall; shattered, glittering, eerily cold and beautiful. Thoughts of the pink haired angel flitted through the shards that glimmered back up at him, as they finally met with the dank dark floor.
As these endless thoughts
Drip from my soul
Closing his eyes, he remembered his precious person.
The one he coveted above all others.
Sakura.
He inhaled the dusty and damp air, but could only smell her skin, see her piercing green eyes (the way her lashes drew long shadows on her cheeks), hear her melodious laughter, and feel everlasting adoration for a boy who knew nothing but revenge. Gritting his teeth, he clenched his hand until blood seeped through.
"Sasuke-kun..." "I love you so much I can't stand it!" "Dont leave me!" Every single word Paints a fairytale of when we
S e c r e t l y
Will melt into one
He imagined if did not leave that night, and that he could be with her would have been a fairytale or a tragedy. Would he have caused her more pain? He imagined running his lean fingers down her supple flesh; kissing, kneading, caressing. Sasukes inner beast purred with delight at those sinful thoughts. Opening his eyes, he once again saw only darkness. Hissing in pain, he gently pressed his fingers to his forehead to calm the raging headache.
"Sasuke?" A soft feminine voice broke through the darkness, but he could still not see the person who called his name.
It was Karin.
He felt someone press a hand to his forehead.
"God, you have a fever again." He could hear rustle of materials being set by the bedside.
"I cannot heal sickness, only injuries." She dabbed his forehead with a cool wet cloth.
A feverish sweat pricked his skin like wildfire.
He laid in bed, letting her dote on him, but did not utter a single word.
"If you get worse.. You'll need to seek professional medical help."
Sasuke grimaced. He had a promise to keep.
Eyes forfeit sight to the pain Cold scalpels, Steel whispers Tears at my very core
Lay low, start a new life. He promised that to Sakura.
And you can never break a promise.
"I can't." He croaked out, grabbing the damp cloth from her to do the dabbing himself.
"If you get worse, you won't have a choice." Karins matter-of-fact attitude grated on his short nerves.
"S-Sakura... H-Haruno..." Sasukes dull whisper echoed through the dark chamber.
"Who is she?" Karin asked, trying not to let jealousy in the way of saving his life.
"Ko-no-ha.. Hidden... L-Leaf V-illage.. With that Sasuke lost consciousness.
His pink haired angel was waiting for him, wrapping him in a warm light. Sleep was his escape from the pain.
As I cling to my memories of you
"Sakura, Thank you."
Those words echoed through his darkness, slowly bringing him back to awareness. He sat up, his fever was finally gone, for now. He sucked in a deep breath when those three words kept echoing through his mind like a mantra. His words of gratitude were real that night, as the stars twinkled above in the heavens and the moon was the only witness to that tearful farewell.
Were the last words
Enough to tell you
I love you?
Sasuke Uchiha could never utter those words to Sakura. He was raised to guard his emotions well and put his ninja way and mission before anything else. Love was not a part of the equation when growing up in the Uchiha household. Could the monster ever really learn to love? He could never love her completely, unless he learned to love himself. To embrace what he is; an Uchiha, a murder, a monster. Sasuke knew Sakura would forgive all his sins (as she had let him go, to be free and to live a new life), but he could not bring himself to let his old ways go.
Old memories started to wash up once again.
He smirked as an image came to his mind.
"Sasuke-kun, would you like some apples?"
Her ever cheerful, beautiful, blushing face.... but he had to crush that sweet adoring emotion or be lost forever. That day, he made sure to step on the apples she prepared, sending a clear signal he did not appreciate anything she did. He noted the way she gave a downwards glance away from him when she failed in stopping the two boys from fighting. Deep in her heart, she knew it was the beginning of the end.
The light that shone through my painful darkness "Sasuke-kun, thank you from saving me from the sand." "No, the one who saved you was Naruto."
Was a blinding
Vision of your
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Sasuke grew insanely jealous of the perfect, blinding smile she gave Naruto that day. He only wanted her to smile at him like that and no one else. A part of him said he should have lied about it, to say that he was the one who saved her; but that is not Sasukes ninja way. His jealousy transferred to hate in a sharp instant to the unsuspecting Naruto. The village idiot could never beat the top ranked student of the rookie nine, he wouldn't allow it. Wrath, jealously, and revenge started to eat away at his soul. Itachi only instigated that flickering flame into a smoldering pyre.
Things had changed since then, Sasuke was now blind and fighting an unknown disease. He had a sneaking suspicion it was the same disease that had led to his brother's death. In normal circumstances, he would welcome death, but not now. He was clawing and scratching his way out to survive.
I don't know what happened
Who would have thought my life would end up like this
If he had a last wish, it would be to see her again.
His Sakura.
Stumbling out of bed, he laid a hand on the wall to guide him to the bathroom. Fumbling around, he turned on the faucet. It gave a hiss, spewing out rusty red liquid before turning crystal clear. He splashed his face and looked blindly into the mirror he knew was there. In a fit of anger, he slammed his fist into the mirror, making it break into a thousand pieces; just like his soul. He welcomed the pain and the warm ooze of blood. If he could see, he would now be gazing into a shattered image of himself.
I never even got the chance to see her face
Or to touch her hair
And now it's too late
"Sasuke, I heard a noise and- Oh god!" Karin rushed over to him.
"Leave me!" he roared and struck a hand out in the darkness, not caring in that instant if he landed a blow.
Frightened, she backed up but refused to leave the room.
"Sasuke-kun youve just always hated me." "..If you were to leave, it would be the same as being alone!"
"Gahh!" Sasuke grabbed onto his face in agony.
His headaches were back as well as piercing pain to his eyes.
"That's it! You are going to seek help Sasuke. I will find the person you spoke of, but while Im gone, promise me you won't do anything reckless." Karin pleaded.
Promise.
You can never break a promise.
"Fine, just go." He waved his bloody hand; it was only numbing pain compared to what his head felt like at the moment.
As she left, Sasuke slid to the floor.
I didn't mean to hurt her
Not hurt her like this
{I can't feel my legs}
And I can't even cry
How could someone die like this
His Uchiha reserve left him as he wept (but no tears fell) and drug his bloodied hand across his face. He started to rock back and forth. He hated to be alone.
Fuck.
Had he finally snapped? Gone off the deep end? The only thing that kept him sane was her beautiful smiling face. A face he would never see again. Briefly he considered what his life would have been like if he had not met Sakura. He would not feel a deep stabbing ache in his chest that he did now, nor the dull throb of jealousy (the thought of someone else touching her) flowing through his veins.
Who would have though my life would end up like this
Make it stop
Make this pounding in my head stop
Fill my lungs with air
Give me one more day to make her dreams come true
After hours of laying on the cold tiled floor, he willed himself to get up. Grunting, he made his way back into the bed and fell onto the warm comforting blankets. He stared mindlessly at the wall, though only seeing darkness. Sasuke wanted to wind back the clocks, and try to make his life different.
"Yeah I've been awake all this time, woken up from my foolish self of a future of being with comrades with the assured drunkenness of peace."
She understands right
That I'm not coming back
The night he left her was when he shut his heart for good. Under Orochimaru, his heart grew cold and still. He didn't regret anything he had done then, but now was a different story. He wasn't a teen that was bent on revenge, he was older and wiser now. Sasuke had seen the errors of his ways and the people he hurt. The only good thing he could do in this world, was to keep his promise to Sakura.
A dark voice crept into his mind, slithering around his vulnerable spots; filling them with evil thoughts. Outside of his mind, he found nothing but silence. Solitude.
If my words even reach you I'll assume you don't care Could cut so deep
Never knew that silence
She never loved you. The voice whispered soothingly.
Sasuke closed his eyes, twisting and turning on the bed. He tried to block the dark thoughts that were now storming into his head.
It was all a lie. The voice spoke again, goading.
"I don't believe you, get out of my head." He threaded his fingers into his dark blue locks and tugged gently, his digits gripping his skull.
Or that you could twist the blade Now I curse all of your beautiful lies
Don't keep your promise to her she's nothing to you The voice then chuckled deeply.
"Shut up! Who the hell are you?!" He screamed.
As if you didn't know.
A version of his younger self appeared to him. One eye was hollowed out with a red light emitting from the round hole. His inner demon finally made an appearance. Sasuke drew back slightly in fear, before glaring and steeling himself not to back down.
You want to possess her body and soul, while I just want to rip into her flesh.
"That is enough." Sasukes was firm, demanding.
His younger self did not stop grinning, only cackled and disappeared; leaving a hazy mist.
Lying back, he closed his eyes and envisioned Sakura again.
The light that shone through my painful darkness
Was a blinding
Vision of your
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A knock on the door awoke Sakura from her cat nap. She was thankful the ninja exams were over, but she pulled a double shift at the hospital; leaving her chakra stores on empty. In exhaustion she fell asleep on the sofa. The knock came in a persistent tempo.
"Hold on, I'm coming." Sakura sleepily made her way to the door.
Opening it, she was greeted by a red haired woman.
"Sasuke.... needs you."
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