Warnings: Yaoi (boyXboy), self-harm, mentions of self-harm, violence, adult language, sexual situations, and others when I think of them.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters! They all belong to Kishimoto-sama!
Nothing Left but Goodbye
Prologue
There's a smile on his face as he slept, but I know he will be weeping in the morning. I shall be leaving as the sun rises. When he wakes, I shall be nothing more than a warm spot on the bed from where I last lay. I will be a memory to him, as he will be for me. Whether he will be so fond of me afterwards, I shall not know, and I do not care to know. It will not matter after I leave, because I'm never coming home.
My things are packed, and I won't be looking back. He loved me, but I cannot return those feelings. I have his heart, and I know that at dawn I shall be breaking it, completely shattering it. I have no right to do that, but I'm going to do it anyway. It won't matter after I leave anyway. I'll never see my lover again.
It's rather sad though. His short brown hair is splayed out around his head like a halo. His large blue eyes are closed in slumber, a gentle smile tugging at his lips as he dreams sweet dreams that will become nightmares come morning. His arm is rested over where I once lay an hour or so ago. I caress his face one last time, the agony of leaving him behind finally settling in my heart. It is not that I love him; it is that I do care for him and hurting him hurts me. I cannot stay here though, I can't.
There is a pink tinge in the sky. It is time to leave. Throwing one look back at him, I grab my backpack and weapons pouch and leave through the window. Out in the world my art can be free, and I can grow stronger. Never again will people spit on me because of my girlish appearance or my explosive art.
Nobody shall stop me from having the freedom I so desperately crave. I can defeat any enemy that crosses my path. I'm practically unstoppable. I've lost fights, yes, but not in some time. ANBU guards are nothing against me. Goodbye my lover. We shall not meet again.
It's funny how I say that I'm free because now, less than a year later, I'm being dragged into the Akatsuki base by a red headed puppet master.
A/N: Yay! Another fanfic! I need to update my other stories, not write new stuff. Oh well, I wrote this in first period and thought I'd put it up. Yay for a computer class! Please review!!