Title: The Poor Think The Rich Always Win
Authoress: BeuitifulDisgrace246
Summary: The spirit of his brother haunts him and leads him to an uncertain path. But an angel is there to light the way- an angel with blue eyes and golden locks. But who said that this angel had to like him?…The cold truth is, that this angel hates him. He wishes he could be with him, but where is he?
Author's Note: I don't think I did too terribly with updating…I should really update some other stuff…We shall see…heh heh.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. And even if by some miracle…the owner DID decided to give it to me…I would be killed within the hour by rabid Naruto fans. End of story.
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The coldness of his words scares me. This new iciness in his soul drips with venom too diluted to kill, but enough to make one aquiver with fear. Must I force him to follow his feelings? Why must he refuse what is right in front of him…
It sets my heart on fire when I think of my inability to help…
I hope he remembers how to be his strong, yet loving self.
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Naruto's POVAs this cool wind whips by me and tickles my face, I am more than far away from laughing. My mind urges me to move forward…but at what price? I know what I must do.
Someone can plan all they like, but still not take any action.
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This day as just as aloof as any other in my existence, leaving my mind blank with a craving for anything to happen. This remote feeling in the air makes my blood rage with pining for someone, anyone to be there.
But as my eyes look around the familiar yet unfamiliar surroundings of the dim Uchiha Hospital where I started to become alone, my heart remembers her smile.
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I stood up and started changing from out of my hospital gown, instead, wearing my bloody clothes. Everything I gained and lost in this experience I shall remember in this new chapter of my life.
The opening door…This new chapter in my life that shall start when I leave this hell…
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Stashing as many supplies as possible in my jacket without getting caught, I ambled briskly to the door. I was NOT about to let someone get in the way of my new life.
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The second I had stepped outside, my insides crawled with eagerness. A blinding sun I hadn't seen in some time smiled to me yet again, truly not able to see what I saw. Because as the blinding rays left my pupils, my stomach flipped repeatedly, not recognizing this place, not recognizing home. What I had grown to know as the area remotely close to where I used to dwell was suddenly a barren wasteland of horror.
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My legs kept a steady pace along the barren streets, my mind knowing yet not knowing where I was going. Her whispers haunted my mind as my steps grew closer and closer to my destination.
I was about to face my problems head on. I just pray they will take it easy on me.
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Four walls. One door. My life. Torn to pieces. In front of me. No ignoring what is right in front of you. What is in front of me is broken.
My life…
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A photograph hung on the wall is never treasured until the ones featured in them suddenly disappear…
Slowly but surely…
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I clutched her picture to my chest until I was sure I had grown completely numb and the skies had started to give up their attempt to keep the light flowing. A lone wooden pole stood solemnly behind me and mocked my feeble attempt at comfort. All that is left of my life…my house…
Hazel…"HAZEL!!!" I bellowed, swallowing thickly from lack of water. My insides were being ripped out, I was sure of it…
Blood gushed from my hollow, mortal, body. My problems…are…right here…but yet…all I can see is piercing black eyes and ebony skin. Why the Uchiha?
I guess he is…the cause of all my problems…
I wonder if he is suffering as much as I am…but what does he have to suffer over? He hasn't lost something important…
I bet he doesn't even care that I almost died.
And I am even more led to believe that he doesn't remember me.
But you can never forget someone…especially your enemies…The thud as my body hit the ground was of no alarm to my pathetic legs. But for some reason…I couldn't help but smile as the ground was swept from under me…and I was on my way to dreamland.
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Dawns pale hands tore through the sky in a brilliant explosion of color, a pink tinge escaping from the opening this created. My mind started to register what was going on and after quickly relieving myself; I found my leg was worse than ever.
This led me to realize I seriously needed money if I was going to survive. With I sigh I came to the conclusion that I was definitely in need of a job and some new clothes.
With a lighter mind but heavier heart, I continue to tread this path that I was destined to lead.
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Like a pendulum, life hangs deftly in the balance of all things. It will neither plummet down to the furthest point, nor rise up as far as the eye can see. We all trust in this balance, and expect to be given some kind of mercy. But what if the world ran out? What would we do…
Oh…what would we do…
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Gradually, I could see the recuperation of many things that had gone wrong in the earthquake. And I was very contented to find a very well paid job at a mansion that was unaffected by the earthquake, and I currently met all requirements for.
The job was…no other than a chef. Hazel had taught me so many things that were essential to the art of cooking, and I felt slightly confident in my abilities. It wasn't a life dream or anything, but I could at least apply to this job to get myself back on my feet.
Not only did I need money for food, my new dream is to…
To be able to stand tall again. To be able to stand without pain.
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Sasuke's POVWhy must so many turn their back on me? Why must I be completely ignored…
Drip, drip, drip.
My cellar seems to be the most welcoming place in my mansion at the moment. I know no one cares anyway…even if they were looking for me…well…that would never happen…
I sigh wistfully as my hands smooth through my black locks, my mind wandering to an angel.
Where is he? Does he even remember me? Hopefully his leg has recovered…When will I be able to see him again?
He is just so intriguing…
Why did his eyes hate me so much?
Why…did I feel the loathing radiating from his body?
I sighed yet again and tried to look forward to my new life. My Father had decided to hire many new employees. At least there might be something to do tomorrow to keep my mind off things…
As a drop of water fell on my face from somewhere above me, I couldn't help but feel it was a symbol of his suffering. Of his fear.
Of his absolute hate for me.
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You are closer to the apocalypse than you think, dear savior. You must struggle along, even if your weaknesses block your way immensely. Please remember…
Remember…
You know you wish for it…
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A/N: Yet another filler chapter…but yet I still like how it turned out nonetheless!!! Thank you all reviewers, and I hope to get a few more reviews on this…just as input…of any questions…or ANYTHING really!!! I'd be MORE than overjoyed to hear from some of my readers and open the door to a friendship!!! I promise it is about to get interesting…::evil laugh:: so hold on tight little chick a dees!!! Buwahgwafahahahah!!! TNT Till Next Time!!!
P.S.- Who likes the new summary? Hopefully you do…but I can always change it back if anyone thinks it's too suckish…
Preview For Next Chapter:
He knows that alluring feeling anywhere. Where is it coming from?…How can something be so close yet so far away at the same time?…WHY MUST HE BE HELD BACK FROM RELEASING HIS FEELINGS?.! He wants to tell them everything will be all right…but how can he…when he isn't sure of that himself…
He wants nothing more than to be his savior.