10. Heartbreak
"I didn't come back for you." The words rang in Naruto's head. They had slipped out of Sasuke's mouth as soon as Naruto had leaned too close and now Naruto could think of nothing else.
Naruto had immediately teleported away from the scene, incapable of facing Sasuke any longer; he had not even been able to respond. Upon his arrival, he had collapsed on the floor of his apartment. The wooden floor was cold and hard, uncomfortable, but Naruto could not bring himself to move.
"I didn't come back for you," Sasuke had said, his eyes narrowed. His hand was resting on the arm of the woman next to him and she was practically pressed against his side. The image was burned into Naruto's memory.
Naruto ran to his bedside table and yanked open the drawer, emptying the contents gracelessly over the floor. His fingers grasped at Sasuke's old forehead protector, shaking slightly as he wept. That woman had not waited for Sasuke. She had not spent endless hours planning his return. What right did she have, holding Sasuke like that? It was Naruto who had chased Sasuke across the world. It was Naruto who had bled, who had broken both his arms in his final meeting with Sasuke. What right did Sasuke have to hold that woman? To reject him?
Six years. He had spent six years of his life devoted to Sasuke. Every bite of food he took was more strength in his search and every step he took was another step closer on his journey. There had never been any doubt in his mind that he would find Sasuke, that he would bring Sasuke back to Konoha with him, and that everything would continue as it had before. Now that idea seemed stupid.
"I'm so stupid," Naruto yelled, throwing the forehead protector toward the trash can, smiling with bitter satisfaction when he heard the bin fall over. He sank down onto his bed.
Tears began to roll down Naruto's cheeks. How could everything go back to how it had been? Sasuke was different now, much different. Sakura was nowhere near the girl she had once been. Naruto had grown as well. There was not even a chance that things could work out the way he had planned, and there never had been.
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So sorry this wasn't done on the tenth!! It was a long day. Too long. ((I'm only a little late…)) I had absolutely no idea who to write about for this… so I went with my favorites. Yay.