AN: HEY EVERYONE SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT...BLAME IT ON SCHOOLLLL, DANCE CLASS, MY LAZINESS, AND MY SISTER (SHEEPISH LAUGH). guilt smile

O and thank you guys for all the awsum reviews hehe...u guys motivate me. BIG TIME

Warning: see first chap.

Onward

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And let there be light... light of an addiction.
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It wasn't like he never thought about what would happen if- no when he died. All he knew was that he hoped that when that day did come his eyes would be filled with the picture of sunny blonde hair, sea blue eyes, and dirty skin.

"DAMMIT!" Sasuke loudly cursed as all he could see out of all six of his cars windows was a thick blanket of white. Everywhere.

This blizzard was getting worst.

It wasn't like he was trying to avoid death, because he knew that it was inevitable. He just put it off to the side, because he was young, and had all the time in the world to live...right?

Sasuke impatiently drummed his ice cold pale fingers onto the black leather steering wheel as the blur of a red light stopped him from speeding on his way to safely obtaining and embracing his beautiful addiction.

Yes, that boy. The only thing that was keeping him sane in this world.

He never pegged himself as a religious person. Yes, he would pray periodically but I mean who didn't. Well when they really wanted something that is.

"Come on Come On COME ON!" Sasuke shouted frustratingly at the long red light.

Of course, he knew of heaven and hell, and when he was younger he would often joke to his friends that he would be the one to go to hell and drag them down with him.

But nothing bad would ever happen to sasuke uchiha...right?

He was rich and young so, what was the worst that could happen to him?

Vroom.

Sasuke's freezing car engine loudly sounded as he harshly pressed the accelerator, carelessly ignoring the way it was becoming harder and harder to control the freezing car with the tires slipping across the frozen ground.

Sasukes hot breath came out in slow smoky white clouds as he quickly made a left turn, missing the most important thing.

The street light was still red.

They say when your close to a tragic experience or death, you get flashes of your life.

But Sasuke didn't see any flashes of his life.

Nope, none.

The only thing he saw was the blinding headlights of a 18 wheeler Pepsi truck traveling at an alarming rate to the left side of his expensive white and gold car.

Yes, it was hurling towards the side he was driving on.

Silence.

Impact.

Pain.

Shock.

Maybe fear.

What just happened?

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"He didn't answer." Itachi said for the sixteenth time with a long worried sigh, as he paced his way back and forth across the large living room while cluching his Iphone tightly. He had call sasuke to see if he had found his (as sasuke put it) 'addiction', but he recieved no answer.

Sasuke always answer Itachi's calls...ALWAYS. So why wasn't he answering this time?

Then he turned to Kisame who had long ago given up on getting Itachi to calm down and stop worrying. Itchai was well known for his calm demeanor, but when it came to sasuke's safety all of that calmness flew out the window to be lost with the wind.

Then again Kisame also couldn't even force down the bad feeling that settled in his deep within his gut.

"Kisame I said he didn't answer." Itachi repeated again a little louder this time thinking that that the pale blueish hunk of man hadn't heard him.

Honestly, Kisame heard him loud and clear, but he knew Itachi could read him very well. Itachi could read him so well that Kisame was sure that Itachi would detect the heavy worry in his voice. So Kisame just stayed silent.

"KISAME!" Itachi yelled loudly. He couldn't understand what the hell was wrong with Kisame he hadn't said a word since Itachi first woke up and that was two hours ago.

"Hm." Kisame answered.

"What do you think?" Itachi asked.

Kisame gave him a look as if to say 'about what?'

Itachi just shook his head sadly which cause his silk black hair strands to sway gently behind him.
Kisame sighed, because he knew Itachi was going into his shut down mode. Itachi did that every time he felt like Kisame didn't care about a thing he said, itachi felt like locking his feelings away was better but of course kisame strongly disagreed, because it was feelings that made humans well...human.

Kisame stood from his spot near the frosty window and walked over to Itachi who was in the middle of the grand black and white painted living room, he gently removed the river of raven locks to reveal Itachi's pale swan like neck and kissed the side of it softly as if saying 'don't worry about a thing.'.

Itachi sighed, closed his eyes and relished in the comfort his lover was giving him. He really hoped Kisame was right.

'God, sasuke please be okay.'

Sasuke periodically wondered what it felt like to die, did it hurt? Or was it just smooth sailing? Would your life flash before your eyes or did you just remember your most important people?

Sasuke hissed at the emense pain that threatened to blind him. He could feel himself choking on his own thick red blood as it oozed out from within him, just like his soul that was also slowly oozing out of him to eventually leave his body empty and lifeless.

What would it be like when he died? Would he die slowly and painfully or swiftly and sweet?

As sasuke lie broken in the crushed car taking quick shallow breaths, he didn't think about his brother, mother, father, or the pain that constantly zipped though his body. All he could think about was how he failed to save that precious smile that brightened everyday and made every moment more enjoyable.

He thought about how he wasn't able to save those bright blue orbs that pierced deep into his soul, and how they brightened when they seen something they liked.

"The snow is so pure and white like little angels coming down to purify you, nothing covered with the snow looks ugly, that's why if I die it can be in the snow so that I too can be pure and beautiful."

Naruto's word rang loudly in his head.

He felt a silent cold tear fall from his eye, he didn't even get the chance to tell the boy just how beautiful he was and how he made everyday that sasuke lived worth living. Naruto was precious, more precious and beautiful than any jewel this universe had to offer.

Sasuke began to feel cold gentle drops fall into his face, he peered through the blur of unleashed tears and saw that the blizzard had let up to where it was now just gentle snow flakes falling and caressing his face.

He smiled as much as his broken jaw would allow him to.

He was now pure like naruto said ' ...The snow is so pure and white like little angels coming down to purify you...'. It was alright because he wasn't the ugly person he used to be and if he made it out of this alive then his slate would be clean...right?

No, who was he kiding, a man like him could never be purified. To treat someone like naruto..beautiful naruto in such a manner was unforgivable.

Yes, he was 'unpurifyable'.

Sasuke looked up at the cloudy white sky and began to feel sleepy.

'So this is what its like.' He thought.

'Slow, sweet, painful, and regretful.' And with that he closed his beautiful midnight black orbs. No, he wouldn't fight it, he would embrace it because surely naruto was where sasuke was currently headed to. Surely naruto didn't survive the blizzard.

So sasuke would go to naruto and tell him how much he was addicted...No, how much he LOVED him.

'Yes.' Sasuke thought.

This was no addiction, it was love and it took him this long to figure that out.

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"SHUT THE FUCK UP KIBA!" Shikamaru yelled at his chatting boyfriend. He was usually cool about these things but today just wasnt his day.

He didn't get to watch the clouds without freezing his ass off, and he had way to many patients coming into the hospital because they were 'sick' or there was an accident.

Why couldn't people just stay the fuck inside where they belong when a fucking blizzard was happening.

"I'm sorry shika-baby it's just that blond kid was so cute and it was odd that we didn't find any records on him." Kiba said with a pout, he worked as a doctor just like Shikamaru.

"Yeah, well that 'cute' kid has a serious case of pneumonia that could very much likely kill him, so I think his records and his cuteness is the last things you should be worried about." Shikamaru responded dryly.

"Yeah I guess so, I wonder why he was in that park buried in snow, I'm sure that when he wakes up he will be happy to know that he is alive." Kiba said proudly. He was happy that the blonde boy was his patient and he couldn't wait till he woke up.

"Probably homeless." Shikamaru respond as he pressed the gas peddle a little harder so he could hurry to his bed and get some much needed shut eye.

"NO WAY! he is to cute to be homeless." Shikamaru flinched at kiba's loud tone. No matter how much he loved the man he would never get used to his vocals, though they did come in handy when they were in bed.

"Yeah, well the world doesnt care about cuteness or-"

"HOLY FUCK SHIKA, BACK THE CAR UP, DID YOU JUST SEE THAT!" Kiba yelled, he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Shikamaru sighed, what was it now?

As Shikamaru made a quick U-turn, he immediately noticed that deep crimson red was the only thing that stood out in the miles upon miles of white.

"The fuck?" Shikamaru whispered in shock.

This was going to be a drag.

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Cliffhangers...evil little suckers aren't they.

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