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So here is the second…hope you'll still have a pleasant day…just ignore all negative feelings in here…nyahahaha…
Second Chapter: Inside The Emptiness
He was there. Where am I?
He was running endlessly into nothing. What is this place? It's …dark…
He run, almost exhausted. But he can't stop. His heart was reaching its limits. It talked. It pleaded, cried out of weariness. What am I doing here?
Then he saw her amidst the emptiness of the dark. He was afraid; the feeling was so strange to him. But it made him warm. It made him feel secure, loved. What is this? The warmth, I can feel it…it is making my heart glad.
It made him slow down; made him rest. Much gladness is here. It made me feel better, at rest, free.
But it made him weak, like he abandoned his strength. This was his weakness, would it let him down? The new sensation of happiness? No—it can't be…I won't let it…No.
He ran, faster, close to her. Her white eyes glittered in the dark and they guided him. He could almost touch her; could feel her warmth running in his body. It fought with the dampness of the dark, shield him from its emptiness. He could almost feel her breath…But it was disturbed, suddenly, it was forbidden. The voice was mocking. It was sarcastic in his every move, in his every feeling.
What are you trying to do? You're just fooling yourself! You're causing your own fall. HAH! I knew it! You're weak! WEAK!
The voice was sharp and strong. It echoed through the emptiness. The voice perched directly to his delicate heart. It rapidly ruined his mind. Bewildered.
Stop your insanity, Sasuke. . . !
Then it laughed. The amusement was scornful, making him defenseless. It stayed for some time. Then laughter was getting weak and was fading… The light was becoming paler.
He was sweating hard. The night was still taking pleasure in its stay. He just woke from a dream. Of course, it was just a dream, but it's a dreadful dream.
Why is this occurred? A product of confused mind and a tired heart that have just loved so dearly it is killing itself? He, himself, is just the only one who can see the answers.