Alright, character death in this one. You have been warned.
He was too late.
He stood in front of bloody and broken body.
Naruto's bloody and broken body.
'I'm too late. . . He's gone.'
He fell to his knees.
The only one he ever loved....had died.
Tears flowed from his eyes, like twin rivers.
A feeling of emptiness filled him.
Followed by a rage so deep and strong, that he yelled his frustration to the world.
Then, he continued to cry, harder then when he lost his family.
He had nothing now. Itachi didn't matter.
Naruto had mattered. And now. . . now he was dead.
'Why Naruto. . .I never got to tell you how I felt. . . why. . .why did you have to tell me, then die. . .'
"Naruto. . .I love you. . .and I always will. . ."
Five Years later
Laying flowers on a grave that was anything other then bare, Uchiha Sasuke gazed at it, reading the epitaph with a cool gaze.
Here rests Uzamaki Naruto.
Died in vain for the happiness of who he loved.
He will always be remembered as a great ninja,
and a great friend.
Silently he thanked the one who made up the eulogy. Out loud, he asked the question he had been asked for years, only it was accompanied by the tears he continued to shed.
"Why Naruto?"
"I'm still by myself. I still love you."
"So why?"
As he turned to leave, he felt as if someone was watching him, turning around quickly his nose caught a scent.
It was Naruto's scent, accompanied by the salty smell of tears.
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Don't tell me I didn't warn you.