this is something that saya did while bored over april vacation, she did alot of one-shot stories at that time.

In a crooked little town,

they were lost and never found

Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground

Sasuke stood, and walked away. He left a battle-scarred Naruto in his wake. He also left behind a scarred Konoha headband. He would not be of that village any longer, that village of weak-minded people, caring for others, limiting themselves with compassion for others. He had no need of friends any longer.


Searching for something,
I couldn't find at home

"there is one requirement...you must kill your best friend..." I will not...Be your puppet! Sasuke thought, as he continued on the path away from what was once his home. He would avenge his clan, even if it meant giving up his body afterwards. He would gain power his own way, not through his Aniki's methods. He would leave Naruto alive, but all of his past connections to Konoha...were gone.


Run away before you drown,
or the streets will beat you down

He wouldn't stay in that place, with it's warm and comfortable atmosphere, for how could his hate grow in a place were everyone was so kind? His hatred wasn't strong enough, he wasn't strong enough. Sasuke had decided that he needed to get away, before he was destroyed by the warmth. What would his clan have thought of his determination? would they find it admirable that he was so focused on his goal? or would they find what he had become, someone living this half of a life, repulsive? would they approve of his methods? or would they say he was just looking for a quick way out, through Orochimaru? In the end, that really what he was doing, was it not? he wanted his brother gone as soon as possible. yes, a quick fix was what he was looking for, but he didn't care, he refused to be ruined by the kindness of that village.


I never once thought,
I'd ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalks,
hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends,
or did they just leave me?

He ran through the forests, careful to not leave a trace of his being there, just a ninja should go about life, leaving no noticeable trace of themselves. It was not his intention to turn into a criminal, but one taste of that delicious power, the power to do anything, and he wanted as much as he could get his hands on. He wanted enough so that even Itachi would cower in fear. he would see to it that he made Itachi fear him, just before his death. there was no talking it over, no second-guessing himself. He had to continue on, keep going forward, and never look back at the friends he left behind. He refused to think of those that accepted him, that acknowledged him, that rivaled him... He would not think back as he led himself to power, and to his own demise.