AN: It's been too long since I wrote more of this! Next chappie, takes
place as Sasuke and company travel with Kabuto to the Chuunin exam tower.
My Will
It's still hurting. The pain from this wretched mark won't let me be. It almost makes me wish I hadn't stood up to the snake guy and had just let myself die. Then I wouldn't be branded.
A quiet bounce of barely restrained energy catches my attention, and I see Naruto attempting to travel quietly. It must be hard for such a loud and unrestrained being to practice discretion for once.
But, to my trained eye, his energetic step wasn't his usual energy. Something was missing, sealed off from him, and it was affecting his body, although he didn't act like it.
What had the snake guy done? He had slammed his hand into Naruto's stomach, and now his energy hadn't been the same since.
It almost scared me. My obsession with this boy had grown to the fact where I could notice miniscule changes in his behavior.
Kabuto is quietly joking with Naruto now, apparently trying to appease the blonde and keep Naruto's noise level down. I feel and inexplicable wave of jealousy at the pale-haired man. *I* should be joking with Naruto, *I* should be the one that friendly smile is turned on.
My sudden wave of anger, unfortunately, activates the mark.
PAIN.
I barely manage to contain myself, gritting my teeth and walking forward while the mark burns like hell.
I restrain my anger and jealousy, and thankfully the pain fades. I sigh silently, regretting my earlier thoughts.
He'd never see me as a true friend. Friendly rival, maybe, but not friend. I let myself drift in my memories of Naruto, and the past fews days.
*Are you afraid, scaredy-cat?*
*This cowardly Sasuke isn't the Sasuke I know!*
*Sakura, please, don't tell Naruto about the mark...*
That's right, Naruto can't know about the mark. Then, he'd worry about me. He'd worry too much.
Worrying too much is painful.
I worry so much over Naruto, I feel crazy half the time. I don't want to wish this pain on him, and to be the cause of it.
I worry about him, and his eyes...
His eyes when he goes beserk. His eyes when he let out all the stops.
Uzumaki Naruto's eyes were blue. A clear, pure sky blue that shone with all his emotions, be it anger, happiness, determination, or sadness. Each emotion was clearly represented in those eyes.
But the eyes of beserker Naruto...
Red and slitted pupils, wild with rage and power. The power that flowed from him, an evil energy so powerful and huge, it must have taken over a thousand years to accumulate.
Not the eyes of Uzumaki Naruto.
Where? Where does he get such demonic power? I've only seen it once, but the fear and awe I felt was more overpowering than even the fear I felt from the snake guy's killer eyes.
Only a demon would have such eyes, such power.
But Naruto isn't a demon....is he?
A quiet giggle catches my attention. Kabuto, still joking, has managed to cause Naruto to laugh. His eyes were blue. The color of a pure summer sky.
I was really beginning to like that color.
A revelation hits me, scaring me in it's intensity. I realize that I want to fight Naruto. Mark or not, I want to pit myself against that vast, terrifying power. I want to see just how far I must go before I can get anywhere near that power.
More accurately, I want to fight beserker Naruto. I want to find the source of that power.
However, I didn't want to fight Uzumaki Naruto. I just look into those eyes...and loose all will to fight. I only want to protect them.
I smile softly to myself as I watch Naruto. The snake guy certainly hadn't taken into account Naruto's effect on me. One look into sky blue orbs and the mark fades from my mind.
He's certainly special, to make me forget myself. I think...I think I might even love him. He is certainly the most important person in my life, and love shouldn't come too far behind that.
I quietly resolve, that as long as Naruto needs me, or at least so long as I'm his top rival, I won't give into my hatred and this stupid mark. I'll do my best to overcome it.
I won't fall so easily, not without a severe fight on my part. If Naruto can hold back whatever demonic power he possesses, than I can too.
I won't lose to Naruto. I may love him, but he is still my rival, and I refuse to let him win. Besides...I want to be stronger than him.
So I can protect him.
So I can protect my special person with my own power, and not some stupid mark.
~Tsuzuku~ AN: Wow, long chappie, but that should be pleasing, eh?
Oh, I'm not sure if Sasuke learns Orochimaru's name at his attack or not (is too lazy to check) but I'm pretending he's not. If he does, than just replace "snake guy" with "Orochimaru". ^^;; More is forthcoming!
My Will
It's still hurting. The pain from this wretched mark won't let me be. It almost makes me wish I hadn't stood up to the snake guy and had just let myself die. Then I wouldn't be branded.
A quiet bounce of barely restrained energy catches my attention, and I see Naruto attempting to travel quietly. It must be hard for such a loud and unrestrained being to practice discretion for once.
But, to my trained eye, his energetic step wasn't his usual energy. Something was missing, sealed off from him, and it was affecting his body, although he didn't act like it.
What had the snake guy done? He had slammed his hand into Naruto's stomach, and now his energy hadn't been the same since.
It almost scared me. My obsession with this boy had grown to the fact where I could notice miniscule changes in his behavior.
Kabuto is quietly joking with Naruto now, apparently trying to appease the blonde and keep Naruto's noise level down. I feel and inexplicable wave of jealousy at the pale-haired man. *I* should be joking with Naruto, *I* should be the one that friendly smile is turned on.
My sudden wave of anger, unfortunately, activates the mark.
PAIN.
I barely manage to contain myself, gritting my teeth and walking forward while the mark burns like hell.
I restrain my anger and jealousy, and thankfully the pain fades. I sigh silently, regretting my earlier thoughts.
He'd never see me as a true friend. Friendly rival, maybe, but not friend. I let myself drift in my memories of Naruto, and the past fews days.
*Are you afraid, scaredy-cat?*
*This cowardly Sasuke isn't the Sasuke I know!*
*Sakura, please, don't tell Naruto about the mark...*
That's right, Naruto can't know about the mark. Then, he'd worry about me. He'd worry too much.
Worrying too much is painful.
I worry so much over Naruto, I feel crazy half the time. I don't want to wish this pain on him, and to be the cause of it.
I worry about him, and his eyes...
His eyes when he goes beserk. His eyes when he let out all the stops.
Uzumaki Naruto's eyes were blue. A clear, pure sky blue that shone with all his emotions, be it anger, happiness, determination, or sadness. Each emotion was clearly represented in those eyes.
But the eyes of beserker Naruto...
Red and slitted pupils, wild with rage and power. The power that flowed from him, an evil energy so powerful and huge, it must have taken over a thousand years to accumulate.
Not the eyes of Uzumaki Naruto.
Where? Where does he get such demonic power? I've only seen it once, but the fear and awe I felt was more overpowering than even the fear I felt from the snake guy's killer eyes.
Only a demon would have such eyes, such power.
But Naruto isn't a demon....is he?
A quiet giggle catches my attention. Kabuto, still joking, has managed to cause Naruto to laugh. His eyes were blue. The color of a pure summer sky.
I was really beginning to like that color.
A revelation hits me, scaring me in it's intensity. I realize that I want to fight Naruto. Mark or not, I want to pit myself against that vast, terrifying power. I want to see just how far I must go before I can get anywhere near that power.
More accurately, I want to fight beserker Naruto. I want to find the source of that power.
However, I didn't want to fight Uzumaki Naruto. I just look into those eyes...and loose all will to fight. I only want to protect them.
I smile softly to myself as I watch Naruto. The snake guy certainly hadn't taken into account Naruto's effect on me. One look into sky blue orbs and the mark fades from my mind.
He's certainly special, to make me forget myself. I think...I think I might even love him. He is certainly the most important person in my life, and love shouldn't come too far behind that.
I quietly resolve, that as long as Naruto needs me, or at least so long as I'm his top rival, I won't give into my hatred and this stupid mark. I'll do my best to overcome it.
I won't fall so easily, not without a severe fight on my part. If Naruto can hold back whatever demonic power he possesses, than I can too.
I won't lose to Naruto. I may love him, but he is still my rival, and I refuse to let him win. Besides...I want to be stronger than him.
So I can protect him.
So I can protect my special person with my own power, and not some stupid mark.
~Tsuzuku~ AN: Wow, long chappie, but that should be pleasing, eh?
Oh, I'm not sure if Sasuke learns Orochimaru's name at his attack or not (is too lazy to check) but I'm pretending he's not. If he does, than just replace "snake guy" with "Orochimaru". ^^;; More is forthcoming!
