Sorry about the late update (oeh that rhymes) anyway had a very busy period, very hectic.. but I wont dish this story.. no way… it just takes a bit longer to update.. ow well enough blabbering on with the story…
P.S. All give my beta reader a round applause! Thx a lot girl ;)
While the moon left with Gaara the sun stayed to comfort the tall pale boy. His dark hair fell in his face, shadowing his eyes so no one could see the tears that were freely falling down.
He left. Just like everything else did...he left...
Small drops of blood trailed down his hands were his nails dug into them.
Again he was dished… thrown away... but this time... it was different. This time the one who left him promised to come back.
Remember Saskuke-kun we'll meet again with smiles..
And even though I had answered with so much hope... it was gone the moment he walked out of my life.
Faded away like the rain into the earth... gone... without a trace... with no hope of coming back.
He lifted his head up, wiping the crystal liquid away. No he would not cry anymore... not any longer...
He needed to hate the short boy; that way he would become stronger... Oniisan told him that ... Itachi...
He had fallen for the strength and power of Orochimaru, he had bathed in it, leaving him drunk. Emphasize
And how he had liked it,so much, the feeling of power, true power.
He became addicted to it, he longed for it… even now... months after the incident or whatever they called it, after he had been 'rescued' he still he craved for the power that once was his.
Purple streaks swirled around him like snake poison… so sweet, so good... so lonely...
He missed him already, the pale short boy... Gaara,the only one that was keeping him away from insanity.
It won't be long now until...
"It won't be long now"... He whispered.
Soon, real soon...
His thoughts however where interrupted by the loud laughter of his other 'team mates' well lets just call them that, they weren't really his team mates... not anymore.
He left them, he came back of course, but still, they wouldn't accept him any longer.
In fact, the whole village left him alone. The once proud Konoha ninja, was reduced to nothing more than a low level, an outcast, a used tool.
At first it had hurt him, driving him almost to the edge of insanity, but then Gaara had wrapped himself around him, holding him back from his jump in the lake.
Gaara…
Why did you leave?
I asked you to stay, why did you leave me… can't you see I need you?
I saw the future with clenched teeth, is this beautiful thing a dream or an illusion?
It's impossible to escape reality so I just have to accept it.
You we're just another person that left, another face I will never meet again.
He turned his back to the water, watching with hollow eyes how the two interacted with each other. Accepting his future, after all…
Friends are merely an illusion of the weak minded.
Muhahahh I like it poor little Sasuke… all going nuts.. ow well for suggestions, questions or just something else… just review right?