Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, I just own a really nifty SasuNaru "YAOI for me" apron... :Sigh:
Welcome all to the last chapter of WSBV! Yes, there will be an epilogue, so that's one more thing to look forward to! Oh, and if you all want, I'll start another fic that's about Sasuke, Naruto, Ino, and Itachi's past before Sasuke died. It'll deal with how everyone met, Itachi's drug problems, Sasuke and Naruto's blossoming relationship, and of course, Sasuke's death.
And unfortunately, none of you guessed right about what was going to happen this chapter XD I'm amazed... so since none of you were right, whoever can type me the longest review for this chap will get the deliciously smutty chapter with any characters, kinky toys, or positions of their choice... yeah, that's how I roll, bitches!
And prepare yourself for the sadness that is the end of this story.
Sasuke awoke to the sound of silence.
You'd think he'd wake up if someone were to slam a door, hit him in his sleep, open the window to let cold air wash over him... but no, he woke up to a quiet bedroom that was usually filled with his lover's snoring and occassional shifting in bed,
Sitting up, he ran a warm hand across his face, waking himself up, "Naruto?" he called, but no one answered. He looked next to him and saw that the other half of the bed was empty. Moving his hand down to touch the sheets, he noticed that there wasn't any warmth, meaning Naruto had been gone for some time.
He looked over at the clock on the dresser and the bright red letters read 2:36 a.m.
Maybe he couldn't sleep...? Pushing the sheets off of himself, he crawled out of bed, his feet touching the cool carpet of the bedroom floor. Standing up, he slowly made his way out into the living room, checking the bathroom on the way. But Naruto was nowhere to be found.
Sasuke was all alone.
Fingers twitching, the raven jerked his head towards the kitchen counter, seeing that the apartment key was missing from its spot on top of the microwave.
He left, a voice inside of his head told him, he just left me...?
"Ohayo, Sasuke," a monotone voice said from behind him. The words sent a shiver up the angel's spine, but he swallowed his sudden fear, turning slowly to see Shukaku standing in front of the balcony doors, his dark brown wings spread, blocking the scene from the outside world.
Sasuke knew that when Shukaku had his wings open... that something bad was going to happen.
xXxXx
Naruto cried out as his arm was painfully twisted and he was shoved harder against the wall of the Tokyo tower, a cold breeze brushing against his red and heated skin. He gritted his teeth as the bones in his spine popped loudly, Kyuubi's other hand pressing against it harshly, nail ripping the outer layer of his jacket, white stuffing falling out onto the stairs.
"I'm going to break you," Kyuubi repeated, licking his lips, "and you should know that I'll take great pleasure in doing so. Tearing apart someone's mind was always my favorite part of these games I play," he chuckled, his vocals sounding much like a hungry jaguar.
Hissing in pain as he was suddenly knocked to the ground, Naruto looked up, his blue eyes smoldering. He was terrified, yes, but he wouldn't let his fear overpower his anger and hatred for the demon above him. He would do whatever was neccesary to keep Sasuke with him, even if it meant getting himself torn to shreds.
"I won't let him become a spirit!" he snarled, trying his hardest to jerk away from the limbs keeping him down. It was no use, though, and a second later his face was shoved down, the metal of the tower flor cutting his cheek open. He winced, but continued to struggle, his skin tearing open as he did so.
"There's nothing you can do. Your fate has been decided, so has his. You will live another 30 or so years, and he will become tied down to this world as a spirit tonight," the orange-haired angel smirked, his emerald earrings jingling and shining under the moonlight.
"What if I kill myself? Huh?.!" Naruto yelled, blood dripping down his jaw.
Kyuubi gazed down at him with demonic eyes, the black cat-like slits becoming even thinner as the moon came out from behind the clouds, light hitting the pupils, "That will not happen," he stood and backed away, giving Naruto a chance to stand. He smirked as the blond immediately lifted himself up, blood smeared all over his arms and left cheek.
Clenching his fists, Naruto ran forward, his intentions clear. He was going to fight.
Swiftly moving, Kyuubi grabbed Naruto's arm roughly and yanked him back, the blond's spine snapping painfully as his back hit the railing of the tower. He fell to his kness and grasped his side, his ribs feeling as if they were bruised. Tightly shutting his eyes, he growled.
"This is what I dislike most about humans. They fight and doddle around like fools," Kyuubi walked forward, his silk yukata collar falling over his tanned shoulders, exposing luscious skin. Bending down, he touched Naruto's cheek and gave him a soft look. It was both soft and hard, as if he were a criminal playing the role of a sweet and innocent child, "Naruto-kun,"he whispered silkily, his fingers smearing the blood from Naruto's cheeks, up into his sweaty, golden hair.
Yanking his head away, Naruto's eyes snapped open, and the first thing he saw was Kyuubi's lips move into a crazed smile. His unfocused gazed moved up and cerulean eyes met dark red... then his body began shaking and his entire self went numb.
xXxXx
"Shukaku," Sasuke said the man's name coldly as he stepped back, his lower back hitting on of the table's chairs. He looked behind him and saw that he was cornered. He knew that if he made any sudden movements, Shukaku would attack.
The brunette's wings twittered unconsciously and he turned, as if knowing the raven wouldn't try anything, then drew the curtains closed over the sliding glass doors. Retracting the wide apendages, he folded them atop each other and spun around slowly, his hazel eyes meeting midnight black.
"What are you here for?" Sasuke's voice was shaking, but he stayed strong.
"I've come to bind you."
Eyes widening, Sasuke moved to the side, "I still have tomorrow...!"
Shukaku nodded, "Yes, but Kyuubi-sama could not wait any longer," his fingers twitched at his sides, "he was excited. Kyuubi-sama's excitement is my excitement... and I want to end this now, as well," he stalked forward.
Sasuke reached back and grabbed the center piece that was sitting on the wooden table, throwing it forward. It was knocked away as Shukaku's chocolate eyes faded into a sandy tan. Finding himself lifted into the air, Shukaku's hand around his neck, Sasuke began to struggle, wanting nothing more than to get away and find Naruto.
"You want to find Naruto, do you not?" Shukaku asked, no emotion in his voice. He always talked like that when away from his partner, but when with him, his voice held emotion, held personality, "he is already with Kyuubi-sama, so there would be no point in trying to go after him. He is probably already broken."
"B-broken?" Sasuke's voice cracked.
xXxXx
Naruto found himself drowning, water all around him, his eyes seeing nothing as he flailed around in the liquid. It was disturbingly warm and his lungs burned. He wanted to breathe, but as he swam upwards, he couldn't find the surface. His mouth opened and he sucked in water, his lungs aching painfully. But he finally reached air, vision coming back to him. He coughed up water and struggled to keep afloat, his hands finding something to hold onto.
Blinking the water out of his eyes, he looked around, seeing tall, jagged rocks and sea water. Behind him was a tall cliff and he looked up, seeing nothing but a gray sky and a few seagulls flying by overhead. But then a few pebbles fell from the top and hit the water beside him.
Wh-where am I...? What's going on?
Squinting, he continued to look up and saw something black being held out away from the cliff.
What is...?
Then it fell and Naruto thought he was going to get hit. Closing his eyes, he jerked back, keeping himself as close to the cliff wall as possible. Then the sound of something heavy hitting the water came from in front of him and he blinked open sky blue eyes.
His body began to shake and his pupils became smaller as he stared at the body before him, dark eyes staring at him, blood coming from a small nose and mouth. The red color dirtied the water and the small boy slipped down from the large rock, blood smearing on its rough surface.
"S-Sasu...ke..."
The smaller version of Sasuke blinked dead looking eyes, water reaching his neck as he slowly sunk into the water, bubbles bursting at the surface as he tried to breathe. His raven hair floated atop the water, then he was completely submerged, the bloody water finally reaching Naruto, dying his clothes with the dark color.
Backing as far against the cliff wall as he could, Naruto screamed himself raw, the sight of his dying friend ripping apart his sanity. Everything that had happened, everything that was happening, everything that was going to happen... it just started tearing him up.
There was a dark chuckle, then the water disappeared and Naruto found his feet on firm ground, his body shaking, eyes wide as he stared downwards. The sound of car horns and laughing people filled his ears, and his head snapped up.
He was in the city, Harajuku to be more precise. People were flooding the streets, teenagers dressed in their usual strange clothes for Sunday, sitting outside, smoking and laughing it up as if they didn't have a care in the world. One particular group in front of them contained someone very similar to Sasuke...
Naruto stepped forward, reaching out, but a clawed hand wrapped around his wrist and he was pulled back against a chest. Another hand moved under his chin and his face was jerked up, his eyes staring into Kyuubi's.
The angel smirked at how those blue eyes reflected inner torment, pain, and suffering, "Remember that his death was all your fault, Naruto-kun," he whispered, "if you wouldn't have ran away from your mother, you wouldn't have met him, and he would still be alive today. Do you see this?" he yanked Naruto forward and made him look back at the Sasuke clone, the male wearing visual kei clothing, a cigarette between his lips, a large group of girls and boys around him, laughing and chatting with him, "this would be him you hadn't have interfered with his life."
Naruto watched Sasuke pull the cancer stick away from his mouth and drop it on the ground, the heel of his shoe digging it into the cement, burning out the heat. His bastard-like smirk was still the same as always and he shoved away a wandering hand that came to close to his bento box that was placed beside him on the stone fence. He glared at his friend, but then smirked and started conversing with a girl beside him.
"He's fifteen now and is in highschool, already planning his future. Itachi is still alive and healthy, having never touched any drugs, and his parents have retired, giving their sons more time to be with them," Kyuubi said.
The blond watched their interactions, his heart tightening in his chest. He still couldn't wash away the image of a smaller Sasuke drowning, slowly dying, choking on salt water as he passed on, thinking his brother truly wanted him dead... but it faded slightly, being replaced with the heart-wrenching scenes of Sasuke's "would be" life.
He blinked slowly and the landscape changed, fusing into another.
Sasuke looked a lot older now and he smiled to a gorgeous cinnamon-haired woman, her skin a fair peach, her eyes a stormy gray. She latched onto Sasuke's arm and began talking to him, the male smiling and laughing as she herself giggled. They looked perfect together and Naruto began feeling horrible, thinking that he tore Sasuke away from the perfect girl... and his heart clenched unbearably in his chest as the maiden ran infront of the raven and hugged him, a golden band apparent on her ring finger.
They're getting married... he told himself, his eyes dim.
"He would have been married to a beautiful woman in the spring of 2013, and would have become the leader of a very successful company similar to his father's," Kyuubi smirked and the scene changed again.
This time, Sasuke had gray in his hair, the same beautiful girl from before standing beside him as they both watched their three teenage children packing a moving truck.
"Dad, tell Ashiya to give me back my box of underwear!" a tough looking girl with short black hair and cobalt eyes snarled, glaring at her older brother, who held up a small box with a very large grin, a bandaid on his right cheek.
The older Sasuke sighed and left the front porch to have a chat with his children before they left to go back to college, "Ashiya--"
"I don't even believe you have underwear in here, Tokoyo(1)," Ashiya clicked his tongue on the roof of his mouth, "I doubt you wear any. There's probably just a bunch of boxers in here, ya lesbian--"
"I'm gonna fuckin' smash your head against the side of the house, bastard!" Tokoyo snarled and lunged at the male, knocking him to the ground, the box of undergarments falling to the ground. On the porch, Sasuke's older looking (but still beautiful wife) gasped.
The younger of the three children, a small, skinny girl with brown hair and black eyes, whined and went to pull her sister off of the struggling Ashiya who was currently getting multiple punches to the stomach, "Nee-san!" she wailed, "don't hurt Aniki!"
"Fuck Aniki, Sumire, I told him not to talk about my sexuality!" Tokoyo scowled as she was pulled up by her father, "lemme go, Dad! I'm gonna beat the shit outta that fucker and make him swallow his own balls!" she spat out, face red in anger.
Ashiya whined, gripping his aching stomach with both hands as he rolled over on the ground.
"Behave," was all Sasuke said, and he let go of his eldest daughter.
Naruto watched the scene with a broken smile. If he wouldn't have been so scared and hadn't ran away from his mother... Sasuke could be having this life. He could be sitting with his children in a few years, sighing in frustration over their horrible behavior and foul words. He whiped his eyes and held back a weak sob.
Instead, I'll be the one living... I won't have a future as nice as that one, I won't have joyful memories... I won't have a beautiful woman to marry, no children to watch over and complain about, nothing...
"How about we take a look at something else?" Kyuubi spoke and everything went black, before swirling into another landscape. This time, it was Naruto's bedroom in his old apartment that he used to live in with his mother. The little blond was fast asleep in his small bed, the television still on, cartoons flashing on the screen.
The door to the room creaked open and Naruto's mother stepped in, her hair limp and in tangles. There were bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. She'd probably been crying over the loss of her husband, even though he'd been dead for two years already. In her hands was a pillow, just a normal white pillow, her fingers clutching it like it was her last chance at life. She approached her sleeping son and her lips twitched, eyebrows furrowing together as her teeth gritted.
"This is what would've happened to you if you hadn't have met Sasuke," Kyuubi said darkly, enjoying this game very much.
Naruto watched with dull eyes as his mother lifted the pillow up and slowly brought it down over the sleeping child's face. She pressed down and put her whole body into it. Soon, the smaller Naruto awoke and his body began jerking around, his arms and legs flailing around, fingers gripping onto his mothers skinny arms. His cries were muffled by the pillow and the frail woman smiled to herself.
"I don't want you," she murmered, "you're nothing like your darling father..."
The child continued to struggle, no air going to his lungs. His arms finally stopped moving, but his legs continued to shift on the bed. There was a muffled sob, then everything went quiet, limbs falling limp.
Naruto knew that his younger self was dead once his mother pulled the pillow away. His eyes were half open, but dead, and his chest wasn't moving. Blond bangs slowly fell over his eyes and the pillow that was used to murder him was dropped to the floor, Naruto's mother falling to her knees, crying. But Naruto had to think that they were tears of joy.
xXxXx
"Kyuubi-sama will drain every last drop of sanity out of Naruto-kun, toy with him until he's satisfied," Shukaku explained, but before he could go on, the balcony doors shattered, glass flying forward, cutting the skin of his arms and ankles. He turned and saw Kakashi swoop in, but his face remained impassive.
"K-Kakashi," Sasuke said, surprised.
The silver-haired angel glared at Shukaku and his left eye was blood red, black wheels churning violently, "He's coming with me," he snarled.
The brunette stepped out of the way to let Sasuke pass, "It seems as if we'll have to bind you as well, Kakashi. As for your 'job', he'll be dealt with."
Kakashi's eyes narrowed even more and he motioned for Sasuke to come to him, "I know where Uzumaki-kun is, let's go."
Sasuke ran past Shukaku and he let Kakashi wrap his arms around his waist, the angel getting ready to take flight.
"What do you plan on doing, Kakashi? Are you going to save Naruto-kun? Finish off Kyuubi-sama?"
Kakashi chuckled harshly, "Kill Kyuubi-sama? Rescue Uzumaki-kun? That's impossible..."
Sasuke clenched his fists.
"But we're going to try," and then he took off, a strong gust of wind from his wings hitting Shukaku, causing his hair to flutter over his shoulders.
xXxXx
Naruto felt himself dying on the inside. The first scene had been horrible, but the scenes afterwards were so happy... so happy that it broke the blond, knowing that he was the one who kept those memories from happening. Now everything around him was changing once again and he braced himself for another film of Sasuke's life, but when nothing came, he looked up Kyuubi. He knew he had a chance to lunge at the angel, but he was too weak (mentally) to do so.
Kyuubi gave Naruto a feral smile, "This will be the part I enjoy most. Where you start begging and crying for me to make it all go away," he gave a deep growl, loving every moment of torturing the blond, "this is where you finally break and shatter."
Naruto found his heart beating wildly as the words were said, but before he could say anything, he was alone, standing in an empty hallway in an unfamiliar home.
"Aniki!"
Naruto turned and saw a small Sasuke staring into a lit kitchen. Itachi was lying on the floor, blood oozing from his sliced open arm. The man's chest was heaving slowly, his eyes closing slowly, but Sasuke didn't move to help him. Instead, he stepped back and ran right past Naruto, into his bedroom. The door was slammed and a loud cry could be heard from behind it.
The blond's feet automatically began to move and he opened the bedroom door, seeing Sasuke on his bed clutching his pillow tightly, tears streaming down his pale cheeks. He bit into the material, sobs errupting from his throat, body shaking. He loosened his teeth from the pillow and screamed painfully, as if he was dying. The wail struck deep down in Naruto's heart and he felt his eyes burn as tears welled up.
Sasuke wasn't supposed to be in pain, he was supposed to be happy, making tons of friends in school, living a perfectly normal life...
The raven moved a trembling hand out and he picked up his phone, struggling to press buttons. It took him a good four times to finally press the correct numbers and he put the phone to his ear, waiting for someone to pick up on the other end. He bit his bottom lip and more hot tears streamed down his cheeks, dripping onto his clothes. He gave a sob of relief when someone answered on the other line.
"N-N-Naruto," he trembled, "p-please come o-over...!" he begged, his voice hoarse.
His stomach lurched and Naruto fell to his knees. He remembered that night... Sasuke had called him and told him to come over, crying and sobbing... but he was never told what had happened. He just went over to Sasuke's house and saw him standing outside by the garage. The raven had ran into his arms and cried, saying how glad he was that someone was there for him... Naruto never went inside, never saw Itachi's bloody body until the police had come. Apparently, the neighbors saw them outside crying and had called the cops so they could check out was wrong.
Naruto closed his eyes, the scene becoming too much for him. He didn't want to see himself holding the wailing Sasuke. He knew now that all of the pain the raven felt was his fault... he didn't want to see Sasuke running into the arms of his own murderer.
Then another memory began and this time, Sasuke was being held over the cliff by Itachi, tears once again dripping from his chin.
"Forgive me, Otouto... the only way I can get rid of this demon... is to kill you. Y-You'll forgive me, right...?" Itachi asked shakily, his eyes red.
Sasuke sobbed, knowing he wouldn't be able to escape his brother. He looked down at the rocks below, his body shaking, "I don't want to die..."
"I'm doing this for you, Otouto," Itachi's grip loosened.
Sasuke held onto Itachi's wrists, his small hands pale from squeezing them so hard, "I don't want to die!" he wailed as his brother let go, his hands slipping away from his wrists.
But Naruto knew, from Sasuke's confessions the day before, that he did want to die... he did want Itachi to kill him. He felt that his brother getting worse was his fault and he wanted death.
Feeling himself shatter, Naruto sobbed, "I don't want to see anymore!.!" he screamed. Everything he had felt before the scenes began, hope, strength, anger, fear... they were all gone. The only thing he felt was utter sadness and emptiness.
The Tokyo tower returned and he fell on his side, his fingers twitching. He could still see all of the memories and images flashing by in his mind.
"Can't take anymore?" Kyuubi chuckled and walked around Naruto, "tell me... what would you give me in return for Sasuke's life?"
Eyes widening, Naruto looked up, a light flash of hope in his blue orbs, "You can... give him back his life? But I thought--"
"What would you give me? Your soul? Your body?" Kyuubi licked his lips, "tell me, Naruto-kun."
Shakily sitting up, Naruto answered, his voice hopeful, "Everything. I'll give you everything!"
"Everything, you say? Well, I cannot take your life... it's not possible," he smirked, "how about your memories?"
Naruto swallowed thickly, "Wh-what...?"
"Give me all of your memories of Sasuke, from when you first met him, up until now, and I'll give him his life back," Kyuubi said with a purr, "what do you say?"
Willing to do anything, Naruto grabbed onto the bottom of Kyuubi's kimono, his lips between his teeth, "I-I'll give you my memories of him..."
"Good," Kyuubi bent down and pushed his hand into Naruto's pocket, pulling out the ring that Nartuto had bought for his lover, "hm, I doubt you'll need this," then he just dropped it over the edge of the tower, as if it were nothing. Naruto tightly shut his eyes, telling himself that what he was doing was for the best. Sasuke would have his life back. His memories of the raven were worth giving up for that.
A palm was pressed against his forehead and he took a shuddering breath. As quick as the hand came, it left. He slowly opened his eyes and Kyuubi was looking at him with unreadable incarnadine red eyes.
"Naruto!"
Naruto slowly turned and saw Kakashi landing on the other side of the platform, Sasuke in his arms. The raven to him and he smiled, his eyes watery, "T-Teme..." he whispered, "y-you won't believe what I just did for you..." his shoulders shook with soft laughter.
Kyuubi stood up and glanced over at the angry Kakashi. He gave him a sly smile.
"What...?" Sasuke asked, his hands resting on his boyfriend's shoulders.
"You're going to come back to life!" Naruto told him happily. Well, as happy as he could be.
Sasuke's eyes widened and he clutched Naruto's shoulders, desperately, "Come back to... life? That's not possible, Naruto, you can't bring back someone who's already dead!" something clicked in his mind and he turned around, eyes wide, full of fury. He snarled at Kyuubi, "You..!.!"
Kyuubi chuckled, "My, my, Naruto-kun, you're no very bright. I've told you plenty of times that you cannot bring someone back to life. Even Kakashi had told you so... I was amazed that you actually believed my lie."
Naruto froze, "But you said--"
"You should've known that I couldn't bring him back. I had already told you I couldn't take your life, so why would you think I could give life back?" Kyuubi actually laughed, his voice rich, "now you're going to lose something important to you, for nothing at all."
Sasuke looked back at Naruto and shook him, "Naruto! What did you give him?.!"
Closing his eyes, Naruto let tears roll down his cheeks. He felt too weak to hold them back, "I-I gave him my memories of you..."
Kakashi snarled at Kyuubi, "You didn't need to toy with Uzumaki-kun. It was Sasuke and I who you needed to punish!"
Kyuubi looked at him, "Yes, but why not play with him, too? He was the one who made Sasuke want to stay in this world, anyway," he then smirked, "and I plan on playing with your darling Iruka-kun as well."
Kakashi growled and moved to attack, but his arms were suddenly yanked back and he felt himself being enveloped in darkness, Shukaku's presence behind him. It felt a heavy weight crash down on his body and he fell to knees, the force too much for him, Sh-shit... Sasuke, I'm sorry.
Sasuke pulled Naruto against himself, "Why would you...?.!"
Naruto sobbed, "I really thought... I really thought I could bring you back! It was my fault you died, it was my fault you had a horrible childhood!"
Kyuubi stepped up beside him, thankful that his beloved Shukaku had dealt with Kakashi, "His memories are going to start deteriorating at a very quick pace," he sounded pleased, "you should say your good-byes, Sasuke, because after his mind is cleared of your memory, you'll soon be bound as a spirit."
Sasuke pulled Naruto against him and brushed his lips against the blond's ear, hot breath caressing the flesh, "D-Dobe," he whispered lovingly, his voice shaking, "you won't let yourself forget me... right?"
Naruto hugged him tightly and sobbed. He thought he was stronger than this... he thought he could get Sasuke back... but apparently, he wasn't as strong willed as he thought.
Closing his eyes, Sasuke felt himself want to cry, his hands shaking, "Tell me, Naruto... do you remember when we first met? On Christmas in the woods?" his heart thumped loudly in his chest when Naruto shook his head against his chest.
"N-No, I don't remember!"
"Do you remember our first kiss?" Sasuke kissed Naruto's forehead.
Shaking his head again, Naruto answered, "I don't remember..."
Letting his own tears slip from his eyes, Sasuke looked up at the sky, "Do you remember our childhood at all?"
"I don't... Sasuke, I'm sorry, I don't!" Naruto cried.
Loosening his hold, Sasuke stroked the golden hair atop his lover's head, "It's alright... I'm sure it'll come back in the morning..."
"S-Sasuke..."
"Go to sleep... you'll remember tomorrow," the raven whispered.
Weak mentally and physically, Naruto let his eyes close and he fell limp in his boyfriend's arms, his soft breathing reaching Sasuke's ears. Turning, Sasuke looked at Kyuubi with empty eyes, "You got what you wanted."
"Oh, I did," Kyuubi smiled slyly, "now all that's left is binding you and going to find Iruka-kun."
Sasuke stood and walked over to the angel, sparing one last glance at his lover. At least when Naruto woke up, he wouldn't know what happened, he wouldn't feel the pain he felt before he slipped into the darkness of his mind.
xXxXx
Waking up, Naruto blinked. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, yawning loudly. He looked around his bedroom and furrowed his brows, sniffling. Standing up, he walked over to his dresser and bent down, inspecting the photo that had always been there. One of Sasuke and himself when they were younger.
"Huh.." he stood and looked around at all of the other photos that had held memories of him and Sasuke during their childhood, "I think I need to clean this place up a bit. Damn, there's dust on everything," he stuck out his tongue and walked out of his room, arms crossed behind his head as he whistled a tune, in the mood for breakfast, "Hmmmmmm, how about some waffles? Mmm, fluffy waffles."
As he walked out, he passed by a large frame on the wall next to his door. The photo had been of Sasuke and Naruto's first Valentine's Day together. But now, it was only Naruto standing there, a large pink heart box filled with chocolate in his arms.
Sasuke was completely gone from the picture.
(1)- Tokoyo is a name I made up. I dont even know if it's a real Japanese name, but I love it. Just how you say it sounds pretty nifty... so no stealing the name from me :growl: or I'll slit your throats!
Ah, I know, sad... but that's me, sad. In life, I'm a really happy person :Grin: so I dunno why I write sad stories.
Look forward to the epilogue, and REMEMBER, the longest review gets a smutty story.