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- Sasuke's End -

"Sa...Sakura-chan!"

The pleasure stopped before Naruto realized what he said. His eyes snapped open as Sasuke's mouth left his unfufilled hard-on.

Sasuke looked furious.

"What did you say? What the hell did you just say?" he shouted, frightening Naruto a bit.

"I... I said 'Sasuke-chan.' What else would I say...?"

"Liar! You fucking liar! You said Sakura's name! You were thinking of that bitch!"

"Sasuke-chan, no...!" Naruto tried to object but Sasuke wouldn't listen to him.

"Get out of my bed!" he cried. "Just go to sleep and we'll talk later!"

"Sasuke..."

"I said get out! Get out, get out, get out!"

Naruto scrambled off of Sasuke's bunk and got into his. "Just... Just don't do anything stupid, Sasuke-chan... Please..." he whispered, but his only reply was Sasuke's sobs. He didn't try to reason with Sasuke; he knew he would probably end up hurt. Instead, he tried to sleep so that he could have his wits about him when he did talk to Sasuke about the incident.

Sasuke pulled himself into the corner of his bunk and curled his knees up to his chest. Naruto had said Sakura's name... Naruto had told Sasuke that he was in love with him, but he had called out for Sakura while Sasuke was going down on him... He had never been more hurt or embarrassed in his entire life.

' What did I do wrong...? I tried so hard to make him happy... Am I not good enough for him...? '

Sasuke searched his mind desprately for an answer to his questions. His eyes began to ache as he cried and he throat was raw from his dry sobs. Suddenly, he bagan coughing. He had to stop crying or he would make himself sick.

He had to stop crying...

His mind reeled as he lifted his head and cast his eyes towards his nightstand. In it's drawer was his kunai; the kunai that had never seen a single fight, but had caused more bloodshed than any other kunai Sasuke owned. Slowly, he inched his hand towards the drawer, opened it, and touched the blade. He drew his hand back as if it had burned him.

' Naruto made me promise... that I would never do that again...'

But Naruto had lied to him. Naruto had never returned his feeling. What if Sasuke had just been some sick game to him? Could Naruto be that cruel?

Sasuke extended his left arm again and touched the kunai. He didn't withdraw this time. He ran one finger across the sharp blade and felt the skin on his finger split and bleed. It was a wonderful feeling, the tingling pain that shot from that one cut. He frantically grabbed for the kunai, cutting his hand. He transferred the already blood-stained knife into his right hand and crept out of his bunk. Naruto was asleep, or he was acting fairly well. Sasuke now knew not to trust Naruto while he was "asleep." Making his way to the corner of the room, he sat on the floor and watched as his blade carved into his flesh. As if it wasgoing on it's own, the kunai made bloodied scratches into a word: Naruto. He moved from one spot to another, the kunai guiding itself. Pain radiated from all over his body, and it felt so good. Finally, he wanted the most pain he could take. He wanted to go as far as he could, and never come back...

As the kunai went across his throat, Sasuke smiled, even if it was only for a fleeting second, because he finally knew he was finally going somewhere where Naruto could no longer torment him...

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: Okay, I'm adding this chapter later, but it's chapter eight.The new chapter nine is the old chapter eight. Sorry if it's confusing, but this chapter fits better as eight than it does nine.I came up with this after I finished the story. I'm sorry for any confusin it may cause!I've started another story, which I will post soon. It is nothing like this one. Sorry for the depressing ending.