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As Sai dreamed of his beloved blonde finally uttering the four little words he so very much longed to hear out of the clumsy shinobi's admittedly big mouth, only inches away that very blonde was having a very different dream. One he knew all too well.
He was sitting on that swing outside the academy watching everyone with their families, everyone so happy and loving and him all alone. A few of the parents started to whisper, he could hear them clearly saying 'monster' and 'that boy shouldn't be allowed near our children'. Then came the stares, pointing and more whispers, they grew louder and louder till everyone had turned to him, pointing, laughing, calling him a freak and a beast. They screamed that he didn't deserve to live, that he was the nine tailed fox, a monster. Soon the world started spinning and everyone faded into a mass of black shadow people with cold hard stares, chanting 'freak... murderer... demon...' Naruto was screaming, curling into a ball with his hands over his head as the voices merged into one. Suddenly he wasn't on the swing, he was in Orochimaru's lair, Sasuke stood in front of him so close. He felt his precious friend reach up and caress his cheek, looking into his eyes. Unable to resist, the blonde slowly leaned in to kiss the dark haired boy only to find Sasuke's hand pierced his chest. Blood covered his chest, coughing he realized he was dying as blood dripped from his lips. The Uchiha smirked as Naruto asked why, then with a snake-like tongue licked the blood from the blonde's lips and threw him to the floor. Standing over him as he took his last breath the boy he once called his best friend, replied. 'Why? Kukuku...because you're weak... did you really think I...no..anyone could love a demon like you? Die Naruto ... die alone and unwanted...you freak...you're pathetic ...no one could care for a thing like you.' Naruto found he couldn't stop the tears from falling as he looked up at Sasuke in such pain. The dark haired boy simply laughed at him and watched as he suffered to take a ragged half-breath and died.
The blonde sat straight up in bed gasping for air, panting his eyes shot around the unfamiliar room. His hands searched his chest for the wound only to find nothing there. Sighing deeply a shaken Naruto started to relax as he realized it had only been a bad dream. Slowly settling back into bed the blue eyed boy noticed his bed felt warmer than usual, though it wasn't at all a bad thing he didn't understand why but being exhausted from the nightmare as soon as he settled back down his eye lids got heavy and he fell quietly back to sleep.
Sai had felt Uzumaki move and was a bit worried until he saw the lovely blonde settle down and drift back to sleep. Those dark eyes studied the tan boy's face like any artist would, taking in the gently curves, the shifts of light and shadow that played across the perfectly sculpted features. Of course Sai saw more than that, as he gazed over at the boy beside him, watching his eyelids flicker, the whisker-like scars on his soft cheeks, the way he seemed to be pouting even in his sleep. His eyes became trained on those pouty lips, he wanted nothing more than to touch them, to feel them against his, against his skin, to see if they were as soft as they looked. Though he chided himself for it Sai couldn't help but think how inviting his teammate looked in his sleep and were it not for the depth of his feelings for the loudmouth blonde he may have acted on his desires. But he loved the boy, and he wouldn't do anything to jeopardize what little chance he might have of winning the blonde's heart, no matter how delicious his little Naruto looked with that innocent face. Whispering to himself Sai moved closer to his teammate. "Mmm...you're very lucky I love you Naruto-kun...you look so adorable sleeping like that, if I didn't...I might have just had my way with you..."
