I'm alive! Sorry for such a long update. I had serious writer's block and for a second there, I was thinking about discontinueing the story. But I couldn't let you guys down, so I quickly whipped this chappie up just for you guys!
I hope you guys enjoy!
You really think if I owned Naruto, I would be writing this?
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"A man who was completely innocent, offered himself as a sacrifice for the good of others, including his enemies, and became the ransom of the world. It was a perfect act. "
-Mohandas Gandhi
"The truth," She questioned. It didn't make sense. He massacred his entire clan and ran away to join the greatest threat against Konoha.
That was the truth.
These were cold hard facts.
There was no other side to it.
Hesitation glimmered in his eyes, but it was gone as fast as it appeared, replaced by a cold mask of indifference.
"Yes."
Harsh breathing seemed to grow in volume by the tense silence occupying the space.
She waited for him to continue.
"My clan's murder."
A crack.
She clenched her fist at her side and stared at him with intense eyes.
"You killed them."
Another.
"You nearly destroyed Sasuke."
Their eyes met.
Viridian and ruby.
"My clan's murder was staged."
His mask broke.
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"Oi! Shark face, when is red eye comin'?"
"Fuck off, Hidan," Kisame grumbled," I'm not drunk enough yet."
"What the hell it that supposed to mean?" The irate worshipper hollered.
"It means to go away, you religion nut," Deidara supplied. He smirked at the silver-haired man smugly," You're annoying, yeah."
"Shut the fuck up, you filthy atheist beings! Beg for forgiveness to Jashin and turn away from your sins."
"Here we go," Kisame mumbled and downed two more shots.
"You," he points at the blue skinned ninja," who consumes alcohol will burn in hell for your sins and you," he glares at Deidara," will die for your atheistic ways!"
Kisame sighed heavily and glanced at the blond-haired man beside him. Deidara was about to explode the annoying asshole to smithereens any minute and Kisame couldn't let that happened. They were his responsibility (much to his personal displeasure).
There was only one way to stop a fight from happening.
"Hey, Hidan," he called.
"What the fuck do you want?"
Stay calm.
Stay calm.
Stay calm.
A heavy breath escaped his lungs.
"Tell me more about…Jashin," he said, forcing himself to talk.
Deidara gaped at him.
Kisame gave him a somewhat apologetic look but it had to be done.
Hidan's countenance light up like a firework.
Kisame grimaced at the sight.
"Hells yeah! Finally, you see your sinful ways. I knew you would some around, fish face!"
Hidan gave him a toothy grin.
God, he felt like dying.
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He was becoming restless.
"Are you positive?"
"Uchiha, for the last time, I haven't got a letter from her," amber eyes blazed with annoyance," so get out before I throw you out!"
He was about to say something else but the sinister aura coming off the honey-colored woman in front of him made him shut his mouth.
She sighed and rubbed her temples to soothe the oncoming headache. "Look, I know you're worried about Sakura as well as I am, but she's a big girl."
"But you don't understand," he interrupted.
"Oh?" she questioned him with a bitter smile.
The look made him flinch.
Her eyes hardened. "I know what she is experiencing. To have the one you love be lost to you," she cleared her throat away from emotion," It changes a woman. What I'm trying to say, is that don't expect any word from her for a while. Understand?"
Sasuke nodded mutely.
"Good," she nodded and then glared," now get the hell out of my office."
As the Sasuke left swiftly she grabbed for the hidden sake under her desk.
"I'm going to need a drink," she mumbled as she opened the top of the bottle.
Memories seemed to resurface.
Dan…Jiraiya…Orochimaru…
All the men that had hurt in one way or another.
The loves of her life.
All gone.
Dead.
Defected.
Distanced.
The pain stabbed her at her breast.
Her thoughts traveled to her pink-haired apprentice and her own problems.
She was a tough girl.
After the Uchiha left, she learned how to become a strong being, a person that didn't take bullshit from nobody.
But that didn't stop her from falling in love.
Love made her open up.
Love made her vulnerable.
It killed her.
She left, as did Tsunade when the pain was too much to bear, but she didn't want the girl following in her footsteps of heart ache and betrayal.
Sometimes, it scared her how much Team Seven paralleled with hers.
But Sakura was tougher than her.
She could handle the pain better than her.
She just needed to figure out that herself.
Tsunade sighed heavily and leaned back in her chair, staring at the ceiling in a wistful daze.
"Oh, Sakura, I hope you're okay," she whispered in the silence.
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Regret was etched in his eyes.
"It was an order."
He was a cold-blooded killer.
"They said it was for Konoha's good."
He shouldn't wear such an expression on his face.
"The council would have someone else exterminate them if I did not do what they ordered of me."
Sakura stared at him in shock.
He looked away from her intense gaze for a moment then turned to face her once more.
"I had no choice."
His story made her reel back; she had no clue.
No clue at all.
He was a scapegoat.
A pawn of the council's that could be easily disposed of afterwards.
To think that the council and the Hokage ordered such a heinious crime made her minnd boggle.
"You lie," she whispered for her voice did not seem to have the strength to be louder.
It has to false.
A fallacy.
It can not be true.
But his expression said it all.
The ground beneath her seemed to shift under her.
Konoha was based on fairness and justice.
How could this come to be?
Many scenarios fluttered through her mind like moth's wings.
She wasn't naive, she knew of her village's dark activities, but to wipe out an entire clan?
A clan from their own village none the less.
It was sick.
"My clan was at fault for what occurred. They were prideful and arrogant beings; it was their downfall."
No emotion.
She gave him a small smile, fury inlaid in her viridian eyes.
"It seems like you have said that line a thousand times."
A bitter smile graced his lips.
"And a thousand more would not make any difference."
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