Living Sunshine
Author: Gaarasama
Email: angelayahoo888 at hotmail dot com
Summary: Naruto had a horrible past, a past untouched. Will Sasuke manage to uncover the truth, and make Naruto realize that love applies to anyone, no matter who or what gender you are? (Sasunaru) (Yaoi)
Disclaimer: All characters are property of Masashi Kishimoto. The plot belongs to me. Oh and the poems belong to me too.
Legend/Key (for stupid people who can't figure it out by themselves):
"Talking"
'Thoughts'
Narration
Flashback/dream
Word(number) (there is an author's note at the end of the story)
Whoever's POV (point of view)
(Scene break)
Song lyrics
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Chapter 11: Misunderstandings
"Hello? Is anybody home?"
…eyes wide open, as if silently asking "why".
"…Why?" he asked, "Why did you do this?"
"…I didn't do this to hurt you."
"…But you didn't have to kill them!"
"…this is something I'll never forgive you for!"
"...I won't give up."
Jolt.
"…I'm not going to hate you."
"…Yes you will!"
"…you shouldn't lie"
"…Fine."
"…I grabbed a lamp that was nearby and started slamming him on the head non-stop."
"…I stabbed her."
"…I raised the knife and gauged everybody's eyes out and slit their throats."
"…dead bodies littered the streets."
Silence.
"I knew you'd hate me."
He sighed and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
My eyes snapped open and I breathed heavily.
'Oh, it's just a nightmare.' I thought to myself.
Ever since Naruto told me what happened four years ago, I've been having these nightmares. I would picture those dead bodies over and over again until every second is filled with horror. I would see those eyes staring at me, as if I was the one who killed them, as if I was the one who took away their lives.
I can't believe that Naruto would do something like this! We were friends!
No.
He lied about that too.
We weren't friends; we hated each other.
I bet he thought it was hilarious to make me think we were friends. I bet he was secretly laughing at me all those times we hung out together.
I can't believe that he would take advantage of my amnesia.
I've been trying to remember what happened before the car crash, but I can't. I'd be close to some distant memory, but then I'd see a white flash, and everything would go blank.
I went to see a psychiatrist yesterday to see if he could give me something for the nightmares. He told me that recurring dreams are caused by unresolved issues. If I get over them, the nightmares will be gone.
Then we started talking about my amnesia. He asked me how I was feeling and I told him. We began talking about how my life has been after the incident. I told him about the time I spent with Naruto and how nice it was.
Then he told me that maybe it'd be best if I don't get my memory back.
I asked him why, and he said that people who recover from amnesia usually forgets what happens while they had amnesia.
I didn't say anything, but deep down, I was glad. I don't want to remember what happened…
Naruto's POV…
Sasuke hates me again. I don't know what to do. Maybe I should go talk to him? Maybe he just needed some time to think? A week is long enough for him to think, right?
Who am I kidding; Sasuke doesn't want to talk to me. He probably doesn't even want to see my face.
If it wasn't for Gaara, I'd probably have stuck a knife down my throat by now.
It was all because of that one mistake. Why did I have to kill them? Why couldn't I have just run away?
I hear a knock on the door and got up, wondering who it was. I don't usually have visitors.
I opened the door, and standing at the door was a man who greatly resembled Sasuke.
"Are you Naruto?" He asked.
"Yeah. Who are you?"
"Itachi."
Itachi…that name sounds familiar. I remember Gaara telling me something about him…
"What do you want with me?" I ask.
"I just want to talk."
"About?"
"Sasuke."
Sasuke? Oh yeah, he's Sasuke's brother.
He walked in and sat down in an empty chair.
"Did something happen with Sasuke?" I asked him, closing the door behind me.
"Yeah. He got his memory back."
"When?"
"Yesterday."
"How's he feeling?"
"I don't know. He won't talk to me."
"Why not? You're his brother aren't you?"
He didn't answer.
"Did…something happen between you guys?"
"That's what I wanted to ask you."
It was my turn to be quiet.
"Well?"
"What did Sasuke say?"
"He didn't say anything. He won't talk to me, remember?"
"Oh yeah. Sorry."
"I know something happened. What happened?"
"Nothing." I lied.
"How could he make you cry if nothing happened?"
"Huh?" I asked, confused, "What are you talking about? I'm not crying."
"He made you cry, before the accident."
'What's he talking about?' I wondered, and then I remembered. I remembered how Sasuke had played with my feelings; how he had forcefully kissed me and then left me to cry.
"What happened between you two?"
"He…he hates me." I said, and tears began running down my face.
"Why? Why does he hate you?"
"Because he's just like everybody else! He hates me for killing everybody!"
Itachi paused, "Who did you kill?"
"I don't know…just people."
"When was this?"
"Four years ago."
Itachi paused again, "You're wrong."
"Huh? Wrong about what?"
"He doesn't hate you for that."
"How do you know?" I shouted.
"Because he wasn't here four years ago."
"He wasn't?"
"No. He was in California. He only came here to get away from me."
TBC…
Big misunderstanding. Look forward to the next chapter, because they make up. All the misunderstandings will be cleared up.
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