Authoress' Note: Wow, your reviews are much better than I expected! Thanks!. ;) Haha. I feel all giddy and stuff. Anyway, here is Yang! Yay for Yang! Time for the special random thanks section!:
Nokas-Kokas for allowing me to use her self-made challenge. It's so awesome!
Narutohenatalove for reviewing. The sequel… hmm…
SharinganBlossom for reviewing. Poetic? Thanks a bunch!
LadyLathenia for reviewing. I am continuing! Just for you!
G'hasha for reviewing. Yes! One-hundred stories is my goal!
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Disclaimer: Do I have to do this every chapter? Nope, I don't own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto does though. I think.
One Hundred Moments
Chapter 003: Dark: Yang
Sasuke is darkness.
He represents all corrupt souls.
He is graceless, selfish, vengeful, hateful.
He is darkness in the flesh. The blood than runs through his vains— it fuels him: for death. He is darkness, so much so, that his heart is perceived as a deep shade of black. 'He cannot feel,' some believe, 'He cannot feel.' And he can't, because all feelings were numbed years ago. Lifeless, he is. A human without emotion.
He is graceless, and does not care, as comes with a lifeless person. The word 'manners' is non-existent in his dictionary. He does not mind shoving someone roughly, and not muttering at least a word to show that he has acknowledged the action. He does acknowledge it though; he revels the anger created by him.
Human lives are disposable, he comes to realize, because he is selfish.They are toys that are useful when played with. However, when they are broken, they become utterly useless; burdens. Hindrances. They need to be disposed of, and he doesn't mind doing so. He cares for them not, as they are tools for the assistance. His assistance. It's always for him. And when his pink haired teammate courts him, he does not give her the time of day, because he needs time for himself. There is no time for her. No place.
Sasuke's infamous trait is vengeance. He lives for it. When his clan is slaughtered, and he witnesses their bodies strewn about mercilessly, there is a coldness coursing through his vains; a chill running up his spine; a hotness stirring uncomfortably in his stomach— he recognizes it as hate. He hates the person he should love: the last of his clan. It kills him inside: thinking that he won't have a home to go to, and that he will no longer be supported. Slowly, that incessant confusion and loneliness turns to hate, and he learns to despise the last of his clan. He promises to flaunt his brother's head as a trophy.
After long years of training under a snake sannin and seeking his brother, he returns: his brother's head in tow. Surprisingly, the first persons he sees is the same girl he had been ignoring for years. However, there is something new that attracts him— a vigor. Before he has time to question it though, her arms are wrapped around his abdomen and she is sobbing her heart out. He smirks, and allows her the embrace.
Because he loves her, and she deserves that much.
He is Yang, the exact opposite of Yin.
The two are meant to be to together, because they contradict one another beautifully.
Authoress' Note: No, it is not literal when I saw Sasuke has his brother's head in tow. He just kills him. Once again, I don't like doing non-dialogue stories like this, but I felt that I needed to. Anyway, review, if you want to.