I smiled as I watched the sky above me grow darker. It must be getting late, but it was too early for the sky to start dimming. Oh. It must be my eyes. My eyes are dimming and so it's getting harder and harder to see the sky. That must be it. It's much too early for the sky to be growing dark. It's sad, really, to watch that bright blue sky that had always been so close to me and yet so far away dim so suddenly. Not that that matters at the moment. I wish it was Sasuke's face that I saw above me. I wish he was looking down on me with worried eyes. What a joke. I really should learn to stop wishing for things that I know I will never be able to have. Sasuke doesn't even like to look into my eyes. Why would he spend the time looking into them now that he no longer needed me?

"Sasuke?" I asked suddenly as we sat at the dinner table enjoying a meal that Sasuke made for us.

"Yes?" he answered. He didn't look up. He never really did when he was talking to me and I don't know why I ever expected that this time would be different. Why was I so naïve? I don't know. I think I just wanted him to look me in the eye at least once. If he would do that then maybe I would be able to feel like his equal. Probably not. I could never be his equal. Especially not in his eyes. I was nothing more than a demon playing at love.

"It's nothing," I said. He looked up then, with his eyes widened slightly, but then he immediately turned away. I think that might have hurt more. To have him finally look at me only to look away so quickly. Was I really that unworthy of him? Did I really not deserve his look upon me? Of course. A demon could never be worthy of a perfect person such as Sasuke. How could I ever have forgotten that? How could I have ever craved that look which I would never deserve? "I'm going to go to the bathroom real fast." With that I stood from the table and retreated to the bathroom.

I didn't bother to shut the door. It's not like someone would come to check up on me unless Sasuke thought that I was hurting myself. Then maybe he would come to make sure that his perfect weapon wasn't going to be damaged beyond use. Little did he know that I was already damaged beyond belief. I would still be useful to him as a weapon, but nothing more. Not that he really cared. The only thing he wanted from me was the weapon. After that he would have no use for me and I would have no reason to remain.

I looked in the mirror at my disgustingly blue eyes. They shame the sky by stealing its color. I have sometimes been told by strangers from distant lands who had never heard of me or the Kyuubi called my eyes innocent, but they couldn't have been further from the truth. My eyes were guilty of many crimes. First: stealing the color of the sky, second: belonging to the face of a demon, and third: looking upon the perfection that is Sasuke. I will never know which crime is worse, but each is definitely worthy of such shame. My eyes would never be worthy enough to look into the eyes of Sasuke after all of the crimes that they had committed, and I should never desire such a thing.

"What are you doing?" Sasuke asked from the door. He was looking at the ground so that he wouldn't have to look at my eyes' reflection. It is what these eyes deserve, but why does it feel so painful?

"Nothing," I answered as I continued to divulge in the sin that my eyes have committed by looking at Sasuke. He was slouched against the door with a look of a cool exterior, but I could see that something was bothering him. Perhaps he didn't like being this close to having to look at my eyes. Or maybe he actually thought that I was going to hurt myself. I would never do that. Not when we still had to fulfill Sasuke's greatest desire of ridding this world of his older brother. Only then would I allow myself to be punished for all the sins that my body and I had accumulated.

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