Title: The Poor Think The Rich Always Win
Authoress: BeuitifulDisgrace246
Summary: Naruto's life is great, just living with his sister Hazel in their broken down farmhouse. Sasuke's life is far from normal being extremely hot and someday owning a company worth millions of dollars. What will happen to make these two meet?
Rating: T for Teen (like yah didn't know that…)
Disclaimer: I LOVE MY KH II GAME! But…YOUR NOT GETTING IT! That is why I must say this: I do not own Naruto. At all. So go away!
Authors Note: Finally an update…THANK YOU TO ALL THE REVIEWERS! I think I kind of confused some of you…very sorry. I really tried not to do that…If you have a question about ANYTHING either pm me or say it in the review and I'll write yah back!
In THIS Chapter: If you were looking hard enough…or if you remember…didn't Naruto have that wound on his leg? Yes…well…this chapter has something to do with that. What you ask? You will have to discover it for yourself and journey forward…
EDIT: WOW. I did a PRETTY FREAKING LOT with this chapter...if you read this before...I suggest you read this again...lolz. It's not required or anything...but REVIEWING IS!!! Hahz. Just joking.
P.S.: This will be a tad bit better if you read it slowly (I discovered this while editing…so if you want to possibly enjoy this more…then take your time and enjoy the chapter!
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My strength is mostly drained. I can see something in the distance…is that really it! My light source…I can feel it with a great intensity, like it is trying to break free and fly off to be with the radiant glowing. I need it…I guess I will need to attain it by force…
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Naruto's POV
With a new and determined resolve, I marched over to the gossiping nurses, making them halt in their proceeding gossip. "What is it that you need?" one of the Nurses said sweetly. I could see the look in her eyes that said: "I hope he didn't hear what we were saying!"
"Uhm…yea." I said with innocence far younger than my age. "My…sister just died. I was wondering…if I could get some help?…" I could see the panic that was now ridden in their eyes. They were both staring in shock straight at me.
"Ohmigod…I'm so sorry…" said the taller nurse, looking down at her shoes. The other nurse, obviously a leader personality, spoke up and decided to ask me, "Where is she?" I could see the fear her body was going through, still, her voice was strong.
"This way." I led the nurses to my beautiful sister's corpse. She looked…at rest. I like that; I like that a lot. The nurses studied her body. One of the nurses reached down, and her hand was suddenly stained in blood, blood from my sister Hazel.
"She died of internal bleeding, correct?" one nurse said to the other nurse. "Yes, she did." I could see an abnormal glowing in her eyes. Certainly she had known Hazel was going to die? Of course she did. She was the nurse that was treating her; I remember the time before she died so clearly.
The taller of the two nurses sighed and ran a hand through her thick black locks of hair that were blocking her view. She was obviously troubled by the loss of another soul on this large old earth. The loss of a pure soul struck the two nurses suddenly with a great despair. Their faces became gloomier.
The shorter nurse got ready to pull Hazel away, away from me completely. I couldn't help but feel that pang of loss ring within my eardrums, pounding with an unstoppable heat, a light that was drowning me in my fear of this loss. I ran a shaky breath through my lungs and reached for my hair, pulling on it, not really knowing what I was doing.
I was too preoccupied with the burning within me that I couldn't stop. 'I really wish I could stop it…but it just keeps beating. I wish I could be strong right now. I'm supposed to be all grown up and learn to live with the little things that disappear in my life. This… isn't a little thing.'
I couldn't help but feel lost when I saw her body disappearing around a corner. I felt so lost that I became numb: absolutely freezing when I felt the warmth dissipate from where she once was. That light I had always anticipated on seeing was suddenly…gone, farther away than the short reach of my stubby arms.
I know very well that every single human being has limits. I know now that you have to stop sometimes in reaching the things you want. I wish so dearly for something…but I must stop: because it is impossible, and incredibly past my limits.
'Never say never.' I just found myself doing it anyway. I plopped down into a chair nearby and covered my face with my hands. I started lazily just looking around at uninteresting things, thinking about nothing of any sort of importance. I know that I'm not willing to face it…but I know that I will eventually have to.
I sighed for the hundredth time that day. Nothing seems to have any meaning anymore. My eyelids drooped, and I got to thinking…
'I really am drowning. There is no point of being here. What am I gaining when I breathe? Why does my body continue to function when I don't want it to? Why…do I really want to stay? Red…Red…I just stare into nothingness because that's what I feel. Empty. Hollow. I'm not gaining anything! Show me something I have! I don't feel any love at all. Mom…Dad…Hazel…friends. It is love but it doesn't really feel like it enough.
When I think of why I shouldn't do it…something stops me. I wouldn't be pretty enough if I did it. I wouldn't feel complete without a person to love me…someone new. I would never get that person if I weren't suitable…I need to change! I need to spread out my wings and become that butterfly that seems so far off…
I just don't feel like there's anything special for me anywhere; there's nothing to live or die for. 'Nothing matters to me' is what my mind repeats over and over again.
I miss the light so very much. I miss it! But something in my mind tells me I don't need it. I don't need it…I can't say I don't want to let go because I just did…It's already gone…I think. I am almost positive. And suddenly, I'm fine. But I am in a trance…not really who I am.
It is so very confusing in my mind…there is too much static in my thoughts that it's so hard to read them. But I can feel though. I feel the warm wind beating down, pushing me down towards earth.
My whole body is beating with something…life. Hazel is pummeling me into a sense of being…of living. Thank you Hazel…I am now complete again…my mind is in one piece. I don't even want to know what I would be like without you…'
My body awakens to the dawn, and all I feel is cold. It is cold here in this room, in this chair, on this earth. My body shakes like the earthquake that shattered my world, my only world that I know or knew. The only place that I could possibly and would possibly feel whole…
The place in my heart that I saw in a dream is fading, fading and it is leaving a very big part me behind on this cold, shivering, freezing, wood chair. Leaving all of my memories, my being, my soul, my fibers that hold them together, my insanity, the bits and pieces that don't fit anywhere, all of them stay stranded in this place where I will part with them.
The cold that dwells in this place seems to stick to me however, melding in with my soul, earning it a spot in the new thing that will live in my shell of a body. My body isn't shivering, even though I feel the wracks that make my brain go into neutral. It is constantly moving; making the cold stray away, leaving me alone.
Even though my body tells me that my sleeping time is fulfilled, I still fall into a deep slumber anyways. Without Hazel, there will be no one there that will request for me to wake up. My eyes threatened to fall, but my mind pained me with one thought: I am alone. How did I not realize this before? I am completely, pitifully alone. Nothing else, no one else is here for me! How did I not see that?…
My body prepared to shiver, but instead crunched into a restful sleep…a sleep that was not haunted with the jolt of electricity where the fire burned beneath my bones.
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Sasuke's POV
I couldn't believe how relived I felt in that moment that Takuto was okay. My damp locks of hair expressed to me how nervous I was about his condition. I let precious air fill my jittery lungs. Rubbing my arms with my fingertips, a cold chill circled throughout me. How did it get so cold in here?
I looked down, expecting to see my breath form a cloud when I released air out of my mouth. I couldn't see anything, but I believed that it must very close to reach that temperature. Taking one last glance at Takuto, I made my way to the thick wooden hospital door and peered through the window.
It was quite foggy, but I could make out the image of a blond haired boy, fast asleep in a chair, cradling his head with his arms. My eyes relaxed at the sight. The sight of such a fragile boy created something to stir within me. I tried my best to ignore it as I turned around and journeyed back over to my brother's bedside. I quickly touched his delicate face before I left to use the restroom.
I had needed to pee for a while, but had ignored it until now. Sighing, I grabbed my jacket and prepared to leave the room
When I moved my feet to take another step, the floor groaned with agony.
As my freezing hand collided with the even colder doorknob, my face twisted into a mold of discomfort. The doors hinges growled with might as I pushed some of my weight on the heavy oak door. I winced when I remembered the blond boy sleeping on the chair, just outside the room. A much-needed puff of air made its way out of my mouth, calming my senses when I discovered that he had not awoken.
I moved up closer to him, and relished in the peacefulness of his slumber. I smiled after I was done looking at him…and I really don't know why. Something about him makes me: The famous Sasuke Uchiha want to really, really, smile. I don't know one person that has been able to do that to me…and I don't even know this boy…
I rolled my eyes at my own antics. How foolish I am to be thinking so deeply about a boy I don't even know in the least. Somehow this is deeply troubling me. How can I even think about being happy…or smiling? I sighed and my lungs almost choked at how much air I let out of them.
How can I be happy? I will never…never…never be happy. So whoever you are, mystery blonde boy, don't you dare mess with me: The famous and glorious Sasuke Uchiha, ruler of all fates.
So…GET OUT OF MY MIND!
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What is this other force? This force that is ruthless and afraid at the same time. This force that doesn't know how much they are meddling in my affairs…they can't get in the way of my light, why, the fate of the world would crumble, under my control of course. So…whoever you are, strange force, STAY OUT MY WAY!
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A/N: Well…done with that chapter! I am so incredibly sorry about how long it took to update! Computer troubles…and other people keep making me get off the computer before I have time to finish! AGAIN, so very sorry about how long it took! I probably started last Saturday…well ne ways…PLEASE REVIEW ANDDD…
TNT Till Next Time!
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I have got things planned…-evil laughter fills the room- so if you would, please review?
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