Sorry
By: Maya Amano
Summary: In the coming winter war of radiance and shadows, all would be at feast by carnage and fondness of ruby. Time would be filled with screams and yells… And one special memory would bear
SasuSaku
Author's notes: Well… I was kinda busy as always and I did this when I was finished having my recovery period! Well… It was just like… just a day ago that I started :sigh: Well, there was an activity n' the school FYI, so… particularly relating to English, so… Well, I… there you know all about it dark look. I did this while listening to moonlight sonata… it fits it perfectly… Well, just ignore it, I'm still doing this and I've, I've got a proper mind enough to say to me that I have to update this story… Well, here goes…
Dagorwen of Ithilien – Thanks for reviewing, sorry if I got delayed, hope you like this chapter
Fete
Chapter 4
At the strike of the sun's final set
A song shall play… its last
in its dazzling concerto,
its prince of chaste,
leads a dance of finale,
in rhapsody of the twilight…
the red moon, the eclipse…
As they entered, the luminescent gazes started to haze their views. The Orchestra played the music ever so softly that it started to entrance them in deep sleep. The night wind breeze bedazzled them playing tauntingly with each and every person. The virtuoso staged the whole act accompanied by the piano and the violin. It was music… it was life…
Welcome to your last grandeur, let the celebration begin.
Captivating as it is, Empheria really is a splendor, being accompanied by galore of foods, royalties… a masquerade. It was located in a valley, surrounded by a lake, only to be reached by an awful lot of drudgery-
I hope you like the gala… hidden leaf…A masquerade, the pretenders waltzed their way at the center isle. With the last note played, the pair danced their solo using the traditional finale.
The act perpetuated innocence of lovers that were destined to have their fates entwined together. With her last spin… she held her arms out wide to embrace her man- it meant-
Death…
An innocent death, where the man killed his lover whom he was holding in his arms- using a knife… a tradition… love expressed in a most horrible manner.
And she bled holding the man she loved. The crowd applauded with heartless souls, life to be sacrificed in such manner… A fete
The shadows casually walked towards the center, accompanied by two high-ranking shinobis each. The aura emanating filled the room with utter serenity and tension. The ghost wind encircled them as they felt the breath of power breach beneath their veins, they would start the ceremony, now.
The man released the girl and left vanishing in the abyss whilst the shadows covered their hands in blood and performed the same set of seals resulting to red marks at each hand. They gathered blue flaming chakra and began the cleansing.
"And I summon the Lord of Death! We show you our existence, finish your bargain and bring back life!" The first shadow kneeled and put both hands on ground activating the first seal.
"And I summon the Lord of Life! Fulfill your promise to Mother Earth and bring us vigor!" The second shadow kneeled opposite performing the same gesture as the other did activating the second seal.
"And I summon the Lord Gaia! Bring forth your miracle and let us feel the presence of the heavens" The third bowed his head and started doing sets of hand seals, pressing both hands intricately to the center.
The remaining shadows finished the last piece
"We call upon the lady, Enyo, your grace and beauty has entranced upon us all. With our worship, grant our desire, bless us with this lady's blood to call upon the moon of crimson-red"
They finished the seals, it was some sort of special summon akin to that of summoning animals only that, it takes extreme amount of energy. It was to be much easier if a priestess were to exist within each country, their aura would be much more appreciated than theirs, but that was from long ago. The present would be always different from the past.
As they called, the enchanting moon turned ruby red, the blood dried upon their hands once again, clean. Once again, Empheria has been purified by means of sin, life and sacrifice, with satisfaction, the celebration being witnessed by the gods… began.
"I don't like this" Sakura bit her lip frustrated as they were urged to go down the stairs to perform their piece. "It's going to be okay, I'll be there" He assured in a smile, with his captivating lips, wearing a silver mask, his hair for the first time laced down covering half of his face. His tuxedo was elegantly clad black and he looked like- like a god…Neji Hyuuga
"Thank you" She wore a black mask so as to promote her concealment, her hair was tied in an elegant manner matching her black dress with straps of red. Perfect. Though, she was scared, scared of something that might happen… scared that she might do something wrong…
It held an awkward moment of silence for the both of them…
Her hairs suddenly stood up feeling a chill run through her spine- as she felt a warm tap at her back… Her eyes turned white almost letting out a suppressed scream; just then, she noticed that it was that person again. She sighed involuntarily looking at the hard task she had to burden…
Can I do this?She felt a sudden warmth grow contact with her icy skin, melting her insecurities… "Just remember. You. Are. Not. Alone." He assured her and smiled… a smile that she grew to love, to cherish. She didn't know if she herself was falling, once again, she let herself get trapped, but now…
Is… this true, why are you so vulnerable Sakura of the leaf, so easy to break… but even so… "You can do it"
She silenced herself. She had to muster all of her courage though she was feeling useless at this point. She was being embarrassed at her actions, acting like her old self was an insult… And that was an insult to her self. She wanted to help somehow and cooperating would make things a lot better. He was even helping her out, even if it seemed not so like him. There were no other choices. She sighed once more and hung her head in defeat, immediately showing her optimism with a new glimmer at her eyes, her renowned belief…
There's always hopeHe felt amused by her, in short, he liked her the way she is… It'd make him laugh…
She looked down and fisted the hindrances of fear and uneasiness and held unto his escort as sophisticatedly as possible. She watched in delight as she awed them all with her smile. Both of them were lovely and fit perfectly as a couple.
Today… I am no longer Sakura Haruno… in this masquerade, I am different… everyone is-She saw a glimpse of Tsunade and the leader of the Sound himself smiling at them and of course she gracefully smiled back.
"All teams are assembled, Sakura, Neji, stay where you are" -beep- from their headphones, Shikamaru spoke, he occupied the second floor, together with Naruto and the others, acting as servants.
Both of them continued proceeding towards the center ready to present the gifts, the gifts that leaf invested a lot for, suitable for such a significant occasion.
The maestro played entrancingly, once again, bedazzling them.
Both Sakura and Neji bowed and held hands together into a tight dance of splendor. The others performed in synch as they brought the opening of the occasion.
Entwined, they laid their hands together, in a most romantic way, eyes sinking at each other's souls seeing through…
Not a sweat broke, as all of them danced together making it an adorable presence for all.
Tsunade smiled sweetly as his dazzling escort kissed her hand.
"You've changed"
Silence.
-
Smile.
"You too, it's been so long" Her blonde hair swayed as she was pulled into a dance ever tainted innocently. "Shall we"
The endless waltz had begun.
It was an endless dance… a dance I never played before long ago, and this was the dance… the dance that we always played… the dance that made me cry…
Sakura was startled when she noticed the dance stopped… to her disappointment it did, all the same, she fluently danced to the tune of the music. As tradition would say, it was time to swap for partners- yet she didn't move an inch. She always followed tradition, and it was tradition that brought her here. And another thing, she was too scared to move-
She gently bowed in spell with the others as she noticed the eyes of her captor. It was… dark- His hand held out towards her, and she hesitantly but gladly accepted it. She felt a bit uneasy but she had to erase those feelings. She only had to dance with this, with him. She was just going to dance with him, that's all. But she was scared all the same… Scared that something might happen.
Yet, it seemed that there was more to him that she wanted to know about, it was from a distant memory of the time faded…
Flash
Thank you…Her eyes softened a bit, as she waltzed with him, her hand brushed his, eyes met for a split second. They broke contact.
Why… who… who are you?"Who exactly are you?" She asked in her loveliest voice. And she moved sideward twirling and falling back down to his strong arms.
You seem so familiar… alluring… so distantThey danced in harmony, in due time knowing each other by contact, recognizing each movement, each gesture- before he answered.
Who… who are you…He stealthily passed her by and solemnly chanted behind her back, words… "It is not for you to know" He raised his hand in synch with hers, passionately letting each collide. She blushed at the contact yet she aggressively clutched the other hastily which snaked to her waist… the slow dance…
Your hand… it's…
"Why is that?" He stopped in assonance, as rhyme could do in verses and in poems, harmonious with the music. His eyes slowly locked to her jade orbs, a slow and piercing stern look…
It hurt too much… I wanted to run
Which vanished as fast as it came.
To cry…
"It is but a waste discerning my identity for a masquerade it is" She bent down and he leaned closer to hold her lithe frame. She was getting accustomed to his ways, and she could fluently dance with it now. Yet she couldn't bring to herself to stop wondering who he was…
It was all a lie… it will always be one…
"Shan't I be given thy chance?" He laughed softly as he saw the humor within it all. He decided to play along, and he gracefully slid his hands towards her arms giving her a staged embrace.
To break down…
"As the sun dies, as the moon rises, everyone has" He followed her motion as fluid as water, as gracious as swan. "A being most divine, most innocent, the guardian chaste, art thou an angel?" He simply smiled, she was right, she was wrong, but it wasn't him, it was somebody else… She was wrong, expressing himself with a mere simple frown.
Who are you? Why are you here… why do you call me? Why?
A look of hurt crossed his features as he kneeled down, with her circling around him, hands entwined together.
Your… hand, your hand's familiar…
The notes changed and it urged her to fall… imitating the exact chords of actions taught by her mentor… It was the most difficult part of the dance, where he had to humble herself from her state, from her perfected state…
"To bend your back as if you have no backbone and kiss the floor with no elegance- to act as if you are the most lowliest creature… and to feel the presence of her persona… the broken hearted…"
… if someone would let me fly… I will…
She smoothly performed her piece and let out forged tears- She reached out her hands as if trying to get a hold of something that she could not hold on to. It was like trying to cling on a piece of rope that's too short… A hand that can't be reached- it was worth crying for, not attaining a dream- your goal; it was a feeling that everyone felt.
I… can't do it! I… I… I'm weak! I can'tFlashes of images suddenly appeared at her mind, and all of them had the same wistful tears as she did. She-
"To feel her presence, envision yourself to see your heart in shambles, to see it fed with deceitful sweets, feel death and poison… kill yourself and forsake your love – for it is not to be felt… for you are-"
I-
She lifted a hand while the other was at her heart, protecting herself from any uninvited sting. She wept with the other and passionately bent her body, resembling a person in the verge of death begging for life, for mercy.
I am-
She was entranced by the music, that she forgot that it was counterfeit. It really felt fit for her character, since she's- She opened her eyes and saw nothing… whilst in truth, everyone else was dancing around them… She didn't mind.
I am a-
"I… I am a… and I am empty-" She silently felt herself whisper. She broke from her trance as he handsomely kissed her hand which startled her. "Lets just say, consider me a prince…" The game was over. She stood up elegantly as she threw herself back in his arms and danced back to waltz. "I will… my prince" She passionately encircled her arms around his neck and his arms were around her waist.
Thank youShe bent her body in a lovely manner, most charming than the others, spinning astonishingly catching much attention… With that twist, her hair got undone, and for the first time, her rose pink hair flowed down graciously to the eyes of many… including him
Her captor smiled at his sudden discovery… And a smirk found its way to his lips only saying one thing- he won…
And… my prince, consider me your princess… she smiled with silent tears escaping her eyes… Now she really felt the presence, the presence was her self all along - and she let it out… this day…
This moment… it's… it is mine… it will always be. I think I'm falling-
Time stood still,
In its dazzling concerto,
Its prince of chaste leads a dance…
A dance of finale…
A dance for eternity…
Most memorable…
"Tsunade-sama, all positions are checked and being followed, we await for your order…" The line broke.
"Surrender now…" She asked darkly, stopping their impaled conversation, it was destiny that told them so…
"What are you talking about?" He asked, his hand snaking its way to her chin.
"You already know about it" Not one said a thing after then, there was impeccable silence, to both of them…
"Don't make your last days a living hell, Ho-ka-ge-sama, why not smile for me like before?" He caressed her face and mutely brought it down- down… He was disappointed that she wanted to end the fun so soon. He was wondering if, she, Tsunade, wanted to end her life so agitatedly. He appreciated her courage to face him but-
"I… I'm sorry, but before is different from now. As much as I wanted, I can't" She sternly said holding out a tear, but it came reluctantly, destiny was against her will. He smiled at her and wiped the tears away.
"Only death awaits you, it is bold of you to come here and face us. Knowing fully the consequences-" She slapped away his hand, she looked straight in his eyes…
I've come this far"You've really changed" The fifth smiled bitterly, and turned away from him, she could still feel his presence, but it was too melancholic that it would drive her sanity- It was asking for so much, it wanted flesh, it wanted to devour her- to make her suffer. And she's already suffering; sacrificing a lot for this… all of them would die if they don't.
She had to do it. She has to.
"How is everyone?" -beep- "Fine, we have not noticed any abnormality, there is no sign of struggle" -beep- "Good" -beep-
He sighed as he looked at his orders… This was so troublesome… His orders were getting longer and longer, but his boss said that he was doing fine, err… for a lazy bum- He sighed in defeat as he proceeded entertaining his clients, pretending, and he was able to do it very nicely in the best way possible until he just noticed this peculiar person that he bumped to suddenly. Sighing, he thanked Kami that none of the orders were damaged.
"Shika-kun, is everything going to be alright?" He smiled assertively and assured her that it's going to be okay… He passed her by and delivered the orders pleasantly… He was trying his best to show any signs of communication with the others, if they manage to find out, they're busted
"What's going on?" -beep- an irritating voice asked for the millionth time. "Everything's fine" -beep-
"Study the plans carefully Naruto, we're here because we're the reinforcements, if something goes wrong, we'll make sure it's under control" -beep- "Roger- how's she doing?" -beep- "Fine" -beep- "What do you mean by fine?" -beep- "Look down and see for yourself" -beep- "Okay, thanks" -beep- "You idiot, do your job!" he hissed at the phone -beep- He can't help but smile at the simplicity of his friend and be sorry at the same time.
Unrequited love
His eyes traveled back to his former teammate, Yamanaka Ino. If he could just do something to keep her away from the job, he would, but then again, then again… It all happened, he couldn't do anything to reverse it… They gave her an option, but she idiotically accepted it. Ironically, she was placed at the same team as he is now, and he all blamed it to that goddamn friggin fate.
Yes, let's all blame fate, because of fate, everything is planned… everything is… planned… and no one can change it… no one can…
"Sir"
Silence.
"Do it"
"Yes sir"
The feast was grand, chandeliers feted at each hall. Lights were all but an amusement, and the performers and representatives were quite a marvel… Everyone was pleasured. It was the best performance until-
The music suddenly changed notes, sending the lights off.
An earth-racking sound escaped damaging the windows and frames…
She braced herself for the impact but felt nothing coming- He was-
Who are you…Suddenly, she feltsudden warmtpressing againsther mouth… It was so possessive and it wanted to own her… and she wanted to give in, but she won't… She'll resist…
Who are you… why do you…"Did you… miss me?" A look of shock imprinted at her façade.
Her soul wanted to explode as her heart tried to control its sudden rage. She suddenly blurted tears out, uncontrollable tears banging her fragile hands and eventually collapsing due to emotional instability - He held unto her and embraced her weak form… Feeling each other's warmth-
"I… I hate you" She whispered, but her body moved against her will-
this is my… perpetual sin…
Someone was screaming…- People were dying-
Splat.
And there was - blood…
A song shall play… its last
In its dazzling concerto,
Its prince of chaste,
Leads a dance of finale,
In rhapsody of the twilight…
The red moon, the eclipse…
The forbidden sonata…
Hear my song…
Hear it…
Author's note: Finally finished… did you like it? Well, I had to put in the last parts, I wouldn't like it if someone would be suffering from severe suspense lol. Anyways, my main topic for the day: To clear things of, maybe one could be wondering why I put "Lady Enyo" there, she's an important character… maybe? Okay, well, apparently, she was supposed to be a goddess. Well, the goddess of war, so she fit in the role perfectly… . so you could already see the connection between her and the moon right? – well, I leave it up to you to imagine.
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