Chapter 25
Itachi wonders about how Sasuke is doing. I hope he's okay. Itachi leans back onto his chair and pulls out a picture of Sasuke. Itachi hopes that Sasuke is coping with his nightmare. He wishes that Sasuke would intervene and find a light that eases his deepest scar. Stupid little brother. Sasuke is probably blaming himself till this day. He closes the curtains. Itachi wants Sasuke to overcome the past no matter what. He wants Sasuke to mature into a strong person. He just wants the best for Sasuke. He must find the light. Itachi darts his attention to Kisame. Kisame obnoxious snores is a hinderance Itachi loathes. He throws a crumpled-up paper at his face and scowls at the care free smile laced on his face. Itachi sets the picture of his worrisome brother in his wallet. If only Sasuke was like Kisame... He smiles as he remembers Sasuke in the innocent days. Idiot little brother. Itachi dotes.
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The rain brings painful memories. Sasuke clenches his fist. He grits his teeth and starts trembling. His heart aches as he remembers the horrendous sight of his mother. "I'm sorry," Sasuke repeatedly said. He covers the window and plops on the bed. The rain escalates, and thunderstorm begins to violently clash. Sasuke envisions blood trickling down his hands. He feels like vomiting. The sight of his mother deceased body is forever ingrained in his head. "I'm so sorry." He closes his eyes and covers his ears with his quaking hands. It was all my fault. I should have been the one to die. Sasuke crawls up into a ball. He wants the nightmare to end, but he's keep on telling himself that he deserves this.
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Sakura is nervously standing outside Sasuke's room. She knocks on the door and could hear footsteps coming closer. "Sasuke, are you there?" She timidly asks. "Are you not feeling well?" She's worried. The door opens and the pitiful sight of Sasuke alarms Sakura.
"Sorry, I'm not feeling so well." Sasuke turns his sullen face away from her worried expression. Sakura glimpse at his bandaged arm.
"Sorry, it's your arm…. Right?" She frowns and nervously rubs her arm. "I came here to make sure you're fine." She sighs and steps into the room. "Maybe some friendly company can help?" Sasuke gives a faint smile.
"Don't worry, it's not my arm." He steps back a little. He would instantly tell her to leave him be, but even he's aware that the only thing that can soothe his aching heart is Sakura. Only she can bring some peace of mind. Sakura walks in and gasp at the messy sight. Sasuke notice's what she is eyeing. "Damn Naruto never clean up after himself." Naruto's clothes are tossed everywhere. Sakura awkwardly laughs.
"Typical Naruto." She walks around Naruto's dirty clothes. She looks at Sasuke's side of the room and grins. "And typical you are a perfectionist." She sits down on his bed and looks at Sasuke's stoic expression. "What are you thinking about?" Perhaps it is their close bond that she is grown accustomed to read him like a book. She pats on the bed. "Come sit." Sasuke sits down in silence. Sakura, not knowing what to do, awkwardly looks around. "Um," She mutters. Thunder starts to grow louder. She notices the frighten expression Sasuke is trying to hide. He looks in pain. She instantly holds his hand. Sasuke snaps out of recalling the nightmare and looks at her soft smile. "I'll always be there for you," She lovingly said. Sasuke's restless heart is slowly calming down. He squeezes her hand and grins.
"Can we just be like this until it stops raining?"
"Sure thing," Sakura replies. Sasuke's smile is breathtaking. "Cause I'm a good friend," She nervously states.
"Whatever you say," Sasuke sarcastically replies. He playfully pokes Sakura's forehead. "I'm not giving up on perusing you." Sasuke is adamant about getting Sakura back. She's the only one who can soothe his aching heart. She's the only one who makes him happy. She's his light and the love of his life. Sasuke chuckles at Sakura's cute expression. "Thankyou."
"For what?"
For being my light. "I'm not telling you." He grins.
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Tsunade is still wide awake. Cleary, the time difference from America and Japan is at affect. She's sitting right next to the lamp stand. She stares at the cup of sake in front of her. The discussion she had with Itachi has greatly affected her. The ongoing successful schemes he's applying greatly impresses her. She grins and takes a sip of sake. Fugaku may lost his way, but he has raised a fine young man. There's no doubt about that. She cheers and takes another sip. She closes her eyes and smiles at the fond memories she once shared with Orochimaru. Where did things went wrong? She slowly grows annoyed. She eyes her laptop and begrudgingly opens it. She rather vents out her frustration by working on some documents rather than drinking more alcohol. "I bet Shizune would be so proud of me," Tsunade lazily mutters.
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Shizune abruptly sneezes. "Somebody must be talking about me." She stands up and grabs a tissue.