A/N: CHAPTER 5! Uhm, a tad bit of violence, just to advise...and I think more excitement then the last chapter. But you can be the judge...well, thanks for all the reviews. Enjoy, and hopefully I will be able to update Chapter 6 next week :).
Yet again...
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Italics/Regular – Flashbacks with regular text is a flashback in a flashback...hopefully that makes sense.
And Italics/Boldused with regular text it stressing the point!
And BOLD in general is to emphasize.
OH! And Regular with Italics is used for thoughts.
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OH MY GAAA, AGAIN...
Did I create Naruto?
Nooo.
Did I create this fanfiction?
Yesss.
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Retrogression
By: dark dreamerx
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Chapter 5
(Read away!)
Until he could see life in her eyes.
Until he could watch her lips move...
without restraint.
Until he could see the girl he once loved.
Until he could believe she was the same.
And smile at her.
While she...
smiled back.
He would not leave her alone.
"Sakura..."
Silence.
"Damn it all! SPEAK!"
An angry shout.
Her eyes looked to his.
Again,
emptiness.
"What will it take..."
"..."
"...to make you you again!"
Lips moved.
The words 'I'm sorry' escaped with no sounds.
Naruto shut his eyes in defeat.
"Sakura, this time..."
"...?"
"...this time that's not good enough."
Emerald widened.
Azure looked away shamefully.
"I won't leave you...but I..."
He swallowed slowly.
Took a deep breath.
Raked slender fingers through blonde hair.
"I don't forgive you."
She stood.
Anger was laced across her features.
He rose his eyes heavenward.
Betrayal.
That was the emotion in her eyes.
"I don't need forgiveness."
Footsteps echoed across his floorboards.
Heavy sounding—he did not move.
He was too weary.
Too tired.
And too frustrated.
He could not be bothered...
to drag her back.
She would just run from him.
Always.
Step.
Step.
A creak.
The door was left ajar.
He had followed her movements,
until she disappeared beyond his vision.
And,
he couldn't bear to look at her.
Step.
Step.
She was entirely someone else.
Haruno Sakura, you ask?
Who is that?
What a pretty name...
is she pretty too?
What's she like?
Is she nice?
Does she have any friends?
Does she like someone?
Who is Haruno Sakura?
Tell me,
Uchiha Sasuke.
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"Naruto-kun...it's not your fault."
He shook his head in disagreement.
"But it is. I didn't train hard enough."
"You did the best you could—"
"No, Hinata. I didn't."
"Y-yes you did!"
Naruto looked at her funnily.
Her tone had risen.
Loudly.
And she looked alive.
"Stop blaming yourself!"
Breath.
"She's just not herself."
Hands gripped her shoulders painfully.
Blistering blue bore into her weakening eyes.
"FOR TWO YEARS?!"
Heavy breathing.
He was on fire.
Hinata prayed he'd be okay.
His eyes were downcast now...
or possibly shut...
"Naruto-kun...did you make her act this way?"
He stiffened.
His hands on her shoulders tightened a mere fraction.
But she felt it.
Sensed his numbness.
"Y-Yes..."
The uncertainty in his answer was obvious.
The Hyuuga shook her head.
"You did not. All you did was try to save her..."
His hands were shaking against her.
"Have you seen her...Hinata..."
He took a strangled breath.
"...the way...her eyes...her—her lifeless eyes..."
Hands were on his shoulders now.
Then,
around his neck and down to his back.
And he was pulled forward.
He looked disoriented when she embraced him.
"H-Hinata?"
The young girl smiled against his hair, rubbing his back soothingly.
Tears cascaded her cheeks until they met blonde strands of hair.
"...please, don't worry. I've always believed in you..."
Pause.
"...and I still do. And always will."
The hug was returned gratefully.
Then,
two smiles.
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Pant, step.
Pant, step.
Pant, step.
Silence.
Pant, step.
Pant, step.
Pant, step.
Cough.
The movement was thrilling.
Pain beating against his throat.
She did it.
A grin.
A sadistic grin.
He loved someone who possessed desires...
to kill.
Breath.
Cough.
Cough.
There was no more blood.
No more death looming over his head.
But he could still feel it.
He could still taste it.
She wouldn't take that away from him.
No one could.
It was never ending poison.
Cached in his veins.
He was searching for her.
He wanted more pain.
All sanity was lost in the instant he'd seen her.
It had yet to come back.
He didn't care.
He liked being crazy; unreadable.
Isn't that what made you alive?
He'd already taken that for granted.
Step.
Step.
Step.
His destination was in view.
Smirk.
Dark eyes scanned.
Prowling for her figure.
Senses tingling for her presence.
Another smirk.
He spotted her.
I want you to see me.
Step.
Step.
Step.
He approached her.
Watching her heavy strides.
As if she was running,
from something else entirely.
He could not see her face.
Not even her side profile.
He quickened his pace,
masking his presence well.
And he laughed inside.
Usually she'd be good at sensing him.
Though, she was horrible now.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Hasty,
step after step.
So close.
He was so close.
What were the chances of seeing her again,
he mused idly.
She must have forgotten...
she hadn't killed him.
He threw his hand at her.
Grasping her body so quickly she made a noise.
A gasp.
A startled cry.
An emotion.
He swung her around.
She could not attack.
He stared at her hard,
eyes playful.
Her own widened shock.
Then,
fell down to his neck.
And widened further.
Worry was reflected and dissipated in the same second she'd blinked back to his eyes.
To him it looked like she cared.
To her it looked like he didn't care.
He smiled at her.
"Sakura...I wanted to see you..."
Pause.
Strong arms locked around her frail body,
unwanted.
But, he wanted to.
And the embrace grew tighter as he whispered in her ear,
"I found you."
The kunoichi was shaking.
"I told you I would kill you, Sasuke."
Her voice was as frozen as ice.
He breathed in her scent wistfully.
"Go ahead, I'm not afraid."
He did not care if he died.
He was insane; stroking her back gently.
It was soothing.
Calming the anxiety.
Pain.
Guilt.
His heart ached.
He gripped her closer.
She was real.
Real, in his arms.
Real, to touch.
Real, to love.
Stroke.
After stroke.
And another intake of her scent.
"Let me go."
Sasuke shook his head.
Buried his head in her neck.
Whispering, "I can't...I could never."
Sakura tensed considerably.
"..."
He was crazy.
So,
he brought his face to hers.
Lingering space between them.
She could feel his breath against her mouth.
She was holding hers.
"Sakura..."
Almost touching her lips.
"I..."
All of a sudden,
there was something inside him.
He felt cold; numb.
The feeling slowly rising from his torso.
Intervening with his senses; the blood in his veins.
All feelings were lost to the object inside him.
His arms loosened around Sakura.
Onyx orbs fell to the space she created between their bodies.
There,
a familiar knife was held in her hands.
Pushed against his stomach; piercing his skin.
So that he could see the blood gushing.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
His eyes looked back at hers.
She looked like murder.
Expression psychotic.
He tasted it.
Pain.
And he listened to it.
Drip.
Drip, drip.
The person he loved...
wanted him dead.
He used the last of his strength to brush her arm.
Used his fingertips,
just to let chills crawl.
Upon her skin.
Her eyes locked on his.
Empty yet again.
She regarded him as nothing.
He smiled painfully.
It was okay.
Everything was going to be okay.
As long as he told her...
"Sakura...I..."
Pressure and wads of pain attacked his insides.
Again.
Pitter, patter.
Drip.
Drip.
The sensation made him shiver.
Icy pain numbed him uncontrollably.
She was pressing the kunai further.
Twisting, burning his organs.
"...Sa—Sakura...I...!"
Gasp.
Raspy voice.
Vision blurring.
Shit.
He couldn't tell her—she wasn't listening.
"...love..."
He took a sharp breath.
Chest burning.
"...you..."
Dark eyes closed.
Thick lashes blanketed the lids.
Sasuke felt the kunai rip from his belly.
Collapsing, withering, dying.
Gasping for breath.
He did not feel his face hit the ground.
He did not hear retreating footsteps.
He was lost, unconscious.
And far from alive.
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Naruto saw him.
A pool of blood surrounding his body.
"SHIT!"
He dashed.
"SASUKE!"
Adrenaline pumped his heartbeat quicker.
Was Sasuke dead?
Maybe he was still breathing?
Who hurt him?
Could it have been...
her?
Step.
Step.
Step.
The blonde was running.
Running like a madman.
Like a thief.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Until he reached the broken man.
Until he gasped in horror at the amount of blood.
Until he screamed for someone to help.
Until Hinata came running.
Until the Hokage was summoned.
"HE'S DEAD!"
The kyuubi vessel was stolid with shock.
With fear.
Because he knew.
Sasuke did not get wounded so easily.
Sasuke did not leave himself to drown in his own blood.
Naruto's eyes darted every which way.
His mind was everywhere.
He couldn't stop trembling.
"Naruto-kun...Tsunade-sama is healing Sasuke."
The prodigy's voice was not soothing or calming.
Another voice startled him.
"Naruto! Do you know who did this?"
The Hokage's expression was serious.
Naruto shook his head.
Yes.
"Was it...?"
She didn't have to finish her sentence to know.
"Naruto, you realize what this means?"
Naruto shook his head, again.
This time,
it was a no.
Silence.
Silence.
Silence.
"We have to find Sakura before she hurts anyone else."
Pause.
"And when we do...she is to be locked up."
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A/N: I update this fanfiction because I enjoy writing with a great passion. Not only do I write this for myself, but for you readers as well. If you liked what you read, or if you add this on your favorites stories list, or the author alert, story alert...whatever if may be, please, leave a review with a few of your thoughts. I'd like to know how you feel at the end of each chapter, because there is always a smile on my face when I know I've made someone feel a certain emotion, or really enjoy what they've read. I'm not asking you to write an essay, just simply to write a few words of your opinion in a review. Thank you.
Furthermore, Chapter 6 will probably be updated within the next two weeks. Depending on my free time, which I probably will have a lot of anyway. I assure you I have a rough draft of the plot, and I don't believe this fanfiction is anywhere near ending...so, there will be plenty more chapters. Especially since the last line of this chapter, "And when we do...she is to be locked up" wasn't even in my original ideas. So, I will undeniably have more chapters to come with new twists and angsty drama and romance and all that good stuff I love writing about and you (hopefully) love reading about. That's it for now. :)