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Maybe
"Maybe."
All her life, Hanabi always was answered with a 'maybe.' It was never a yes or no, nothing so clear and defined as that. She had to walk on glass, on a delicate line balanced between the yes and no.
"Will you come with me now?"
"Maybe."
"Will you dance with me?"
"Maybe."
"Do you love me anymore?"
"Maybe."
"Have you ever loved me or even had feelings?"
"…maybe."
Hanabi really hated that word. She hated not being in control, not knowing all around her and having to live in an unsteady world. She is fireworks; she was the one who was unpredictable, no one else. She is the one who everyone would watch for and stop in their tracks to view the magnificent array of lights. She deserved this.
Hanabi stood in front of him, hands poised and waiting. This was the moment, her turn to be in the spotlight. This was what she had been working towards her entire life. She was the predator, and this pathetic being was her prey, merely a toy for her.
"Will you kill me? Am I really just a toy, a stepping stone for you?" He asked, eyes narrowed and shining with fright.
Hanabi smiled cruelly, lips curling in satisfaction. "Maybe, Sasuke, maybe." She whispered in his ear, hair brushing against his cheeks, her light breathing caressing his face, that lovely face she had once looked up to.
The only music she ever loved was to hear his screams as her scythe plunged into his heart, into his body, into his very soul.
This is what Hanabi lives for. She will forever be on the throne, reigning over all and none that will serve her. Until the sun will choose to abandon her, leaving the fireworks alone within the darkness. Until her brightness diminishes and she regrets ever having trusted, yet having trusted too little. And just like the butterfly, the spider and the dog before her, she too will fall.
And there is no one to catch her anymore. There is no one to love her. There is no one who will comfort her or hear her sobs or listen to her many woes and regrets that have fallen like stones upon a still pond, rippling what could have been a reflection of happiness.
"Will you catch me if I fall?"
"Maybe."
Maybe no more, for there are no more doubts. Maybe no more, for all that she has ever wished for is gone like a candle flame in the wind. Like fireworks fading into the silent, illuminated night.
Yay! It's the Hanabi edition/sequel to my fic last chapter. There is a slight SasukeHanabi that could be interpreted in here, it all depends on how you look at it.
Well, I really should update on my other story, but these are just so fun to write and I couldn't resist making a Hanabi version.
Review as always! I love reviews!