Disclaimer: Of course I do! Why else would I be writing this? Seriously-- –gets picked up and drop-kicked by an angry lawyer-

Warning: language, angst, shounen-ai, suicide, character death (oh noes!)

NOTE: I'm really sorry! If you guys hate my for doing what I'm about to do, I deserve it! Don't worry though, there will be a bitter-sweet ending.

"Speaking"

"Kyuubi Speaking"

'Naruto speaking to Kyuubi'

The Woman in my Mind


"Naruto, don't do it! It's not worth it!"

'Do you not love me? Do you not want to see me?'

"Of course I love you! I'd give everything to see you, except this! Think of how many people will get hurt from this!"

'Think of how many people will be delighted, kyuu.'

"Screw them! This will ruin so many people's lives. Think of Sasuke!"

'Kyuu, this is the only way. Just trust me. Please!'

"Fine, Naru. I trust you. I just really hope this will work."


(Naruto P.O.V.)

It's a good plan. I'm not saying it's perfect; it's far from it, actually. You were right about it ruining people's lives, however I can't do anything about that. It's their fault that they decided to warm up to me in the first place.

They should have known not to become friends with the Kyuubi's vessel.

They were stupid. They must have known that I would resort to this eventually.

Now is eventually.

I didn't have any second thoughts.

I looked down at the kunai in my hand, completely ready to carry out my plan.

I sat down on the tiled floor of the bathroom. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and held the blade of the kunai to my exposed wrist. Slowly, I let the edge slice the skin cleanly, leaving a single slash on my tanned arm.

Usually I would wince in pain or hiss at the cool air hitting the wound, but not now. My whole body was numb. This must be your doing, I'm guessing. Keeping me from feeling the last pain I'll ever feel…

Warm blood flowed like wine out of the abominable gash. I hated it, but I didn't have a choice.

Slowly again, I held the kunai to the wrist of my other arm, and did the same.

Watching the blood gushing from my numb wrists, I couldn't help but smile. I'd see you soon. Really, really soon.

It would be perfect. A happy ending. Me and you, together, finally!

The only thing keeping me from being perfectly happy was one person – the one person that tried to understand me. I…

I'm leaving him… the only person he loves, the only person that can make him smile... is leaving him.

I am a monster. Why didn't you tell me? Why are you letting me do this?

It's too late now; I'm going to die.

I wish I could see him one last time.

I looked over into the mirror with some difficulty, and saw that I was completely pale. My skin almost resembled his, now.

Hot tears sizzled like acid rain down my cheeks as I realized exactly what I was doing. Why didn't I listen to you? You knew this was going to happen, why the hell didn't I trust you?

What's wrong with me?

I… I'm dying.

Everything is fading to black…. Good-bye, Sasuke. I love you.


(Sasuke P.O.V.)

This isn't happening.

It isn't. I'm going insane. I'm seeing things. Naruto would never do this.

I looked back down at the short note that I had found on the door. It had to have been him who had written it; after all, it was written in his chicken scratch handwriting, and he did sign it.

"Dear Sasuke,

I don't want to do this to you. I really don't, but I have to. Please just understand, I don't really have a choice. I need to see her.

I love you, and I always will. Please, please don't let this ruin your life.

Make sure to find someone else that makes you smile the way I do. You have a beautiful smile. You shouldn't hide it like that.

I'll miss you,

Naruto."

He has to still be alive. There's no way he can die, there's no way!

He wouldn't leave me… yet, he did.

I grabbed his hand to check for a pulse.

No pulse. This isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't happening!

I fell to my knees and began to sob. Uchihas aren't supposed to cry, but fuck them, they're fucking dead anyway.

I clutched his shirt in my fists and screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping he'd wake up. He didn't.

He never will…


A/N:

My God, guys I'm so sorry. I had to kill him, seriously! Don't worry, though, there will be a happy ending…ish.

So it's tomorrow and I said I would update today, but since today is today, I guess I'm not lying, but when I said it, I meant yesterday's today, and now it's yesterday's tomorrow.

-sigh- I'm gonna die from hearing myself rambling one day.

Anyways, REVIEW!

Ja ne.