7. Neutral
Naruto felt a lump forming in the back of his throat and tears stinging his eyes. He was not sad, just very, very frustrated. Nothing was going the way that he had planned, and he felt like nothing ever would go the way he wanted it to.
Finally, after years of training and searching, he had found Sasuke. Not only had he found Sasuke, but he had cornered and captured him as well, but that was as far as he had gotten. He had told himself, along with many others, that he would bring Sasuke back no matter what, even if every bone in both their bodies were broken, but he could not do it.
Sasuke was sitting quietly against the tree Naruto had tied him to staring blankly at the ground in front of Naruto's shoes. His weapons were in a pile only a few feet away. Naruto was sure that Sasuke could have gotten to them again if he had tried. Although blood seemed to cover the Uchiha, Naruto knew that he had relatively few wounds and was in no extreme pain. The only problem with this was that Naruto had received not even a single wound; Sasuke had barely tried to dodge let alone return any of the attacks he himself had undergone.
The blonde felt at a complete loss. At one point, he had been able to read Sasuke's every mood, even when others had described him as being stoic. Naruto had always been able to get a reaction from the Uchiha, even if it had been a simple noise of acknowledgment. Now, not even a direct blow was enough for a taunt.
Naruto let out a yell of frustration and lunged at the immobile Sasuke, his fist solidly connecting with a pale cheek. "What is wrong with you?! Why aren't you fighting back?"
Without a response, not even a grunt of pain, Sasuke repositioned his head so that he could stare at the ground properly. Naruto grew more and more irritated by the second.
"What happened to you? Do you not even care about yourself anymore?! What about your supposed 'life's goal?' There's no way you'll ever be able to defeat him if you can't even defend yourself!" Naruto was practically spitting in Sasuke's face.
The Uchiha slowly raised his eyes to meet Naruto's, the expression on his face painfully neutral. In a hollow monotone, he replied, "Itachi is dead; Orochimaru too. I killed them." All Naruto could do was stare at the man in front of him. "I have nothing more to do with myself, so you can take me back, if you want, or you could kill me here and get it over with."
Naruto had made it his life goal to bring back the youngest living Uchiha, but he found himself unable to do so, now that he had the chance. This was no longer his Sasuke, nor was it Sakura's precious love. This was just the body that had once carried that boy within it.
A tear ran down Naruto's cheek, this time at the sheer pointlessness of the situation. He didn't know what he was supposed to do now.
7777777
hah... I leave you with an unresolved ficlet.. sorry bout that... I don't have anymore time to write today. I'm also sorry for the pointless angst of this..