I was jealous, did you know that? Everything you needed to get back on your feet was in front of you, but you were too cold to stand up.
And I wanted you to stand up, did you know that? I thought that maybe if I stood by you, shook you occasionally, you'd open your eyes. But there are those out there that prefer being blind.
You gave me something, both of you, and I wasn't alone anymore. I wanted to give something back, even if it cost me my life. But I never knew what to give you. You didn't need to be protected, and didn't want someone to smile at. So I ran by you and yelled. Those taunts, those challenges; they were real in the beginning when I told myself I hated you. Then they were something else. I wanted to wake you up, to keep from icing over. I screamed, I pulled, and somehow that was the only gift I could think of.
It's never a good thing to use the word "friend" lightly; life gives you so few real ones. Still, that's what I am, she is, you were: friends.
You ignored me, you kicked me. Fine. You saved me, you scorned me. Fine. You hurt her, you idiot; chasing a nightmare you don't want to wake up from, telling the world that no one understands. And all the good things are at your feet, shards.
So I'll fight you. I'll hurt you. But not for revenge, no. You're the only one I know stupid enough to fall for that. It's my gift. I'm sorry the last one wasn't good enough.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Because I'm your friend."
Author's notes: Ack. My first drabble. Somehow, I got so angry when I was reading the latest Naruto chapters (the ones before the Kakashi Gaiden, that is). Sasuke is by far my least favorite character. So why do I keep writing about him? And what's with the mild Sasusaku reference? That's my least favorite pairing. So many questions....
Reviews are most appreciated; not that this drabble is any good.... Heh. Hopefully I'll improve over time.
