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Sorry for the long wait! I was really busy, and also got sick. Anyways, the plot really starts to turn in this chapter. A very large arigatou to aziangurl723, dark dreamerx, Rostta, HPBabe91, runwithskizzers, iamNOTafangirl3221, Tears like Crystals, dashdashhypenspace-, and mia14conchelez for reviewing!
Also, if you go to my profile, I have a Christmas graphics gift to all the readers/reviewers of Broken Typography! So, from Sasuke, Sakura, and I: A Belated Merry Christmas! And Happy New Year!
To those who've read the latest chapters of the Naruto manga, Part II, a big cheer to Shikamaru! Shika-kun, I looooooove you! You're so smart! -hugs Shikamaru-
Btw, my birthday's on Dec. 29! I'm excited.
Music: "Unpredictable" by Keisha Chante.
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B r o k e n T y p o g r a p h y
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Chapter 10 - To Say Those Words
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"Ohayo, Sasuke-kun!"
It was her voice again.
He could hear it, traveling through the door as it opened to allow a certain pink-haired someone into the hospital room.
He was surprised as to how relieved he seemed to feel when he heard that voice, saying those words.
"Nani, Sasuke-kun? Why haven't you eaten breakfast yet? Shizune-san said that you need to eat breakfast to regain all your chakra again!"
He opened his eyes slowly, to see two large, emerald-green eyes staring down at him.
"Ohayo, Sakura…"
He watched her smile happily at his morning greeting to her.
"So, Sasuke-kun! Why didn't you eat your breakfast? Shizune-san said that you're already awake!"
Pause.
"Hn."
He heard her sigh.
"Sasuke-kun…"
Silence.
"I didn't feel like eating."
He turned his head slightly, and saw her staring at him in disbelief. Then, a foreboding feeling entered him as he saw a suspicious smile creep across her face.
"Oooooh, Sasuke-kuuuuun…"
He could already feel the shivers traveling down his body.
"…"
He watched her advance towards him very slowly, that scary smile still on her face.
"Sasuke-kuuuun…if you don't eat your breakfast…"
He waited for the words to fall.
"…I'll feed you."
Silence.
The birds twittered outside the window as the curtains blew happily with the cool, refreshing, morning air.
Silence.
He was frozen, stiff with shock.
Feed…
Feed.
She. Feed. Him.
Silence.
His head cranked sideways, his eyes wide with horror as he watched her hands reach increasingly slowly for the breakfast tray.
Silence.
"No!"
His head whipped up at the sound of another voice, shouting exactly what he had been shouting, at the exact same time as him, a few seconds ago.
Thud.
He saw the dobe burst into the room.
"Noooo! I won't!"
He watched as a blonde woman charged into the room, her head steaming.
"Naruto-!"
"Nooooo! Tsunade-obaa-chan, I won't I won't I won't!"
He observed as the blonde woman got a hold of the dobe, and punching the unfortunate male blonde in the head.
"Owwwwwww! Tsunade-obaa-chaaaaaaan!"
"Damate, Naruto! If you hadn't insisted on eating that ten-year-old ramen, then you wouldn't have to take this medicine!"
Pause.
He could feel her shaking with what seemed to be anger at this intrusion.
"But my stomach feels fine, Tsunade-obaa-chan!"
At that precise moment, the dobe bent over in what looked to be pain.
"If your stomach feels fine, Naruto, then why are you clutching your stomach in pain?"
He watched the dobe struggle, wincing.
"It's…it's…it's a cramp! Yeaah, from running all the way h-ow!"
Silence.
He sighed, shaking his head, and turned back to her.
He could see that she was trying to suppress her temper.
Pause.
He frowned slightly as he watched the blonde woman force-feed the dobe medicine.
Who was this woman? Was she the head nurse?
Silence.
"Sakura. Who is this?"
He could feel her stiffen slightly, and turn towards him.
"A-ano…"
He watched languidly as the dobe slumped to the floor, panting and moaning.
The blonde woman was now facing him, seemingly scrutinizing him.
"Sakura, is this Uchiha Sasuke?"
Stop.
His frown deepened.
How did this woman know his name?
He felt her stand up.
"Hai, Tsunade-sama."
The blonde woman turned to look at her.
"Well…does he know?"
Silence.
He was confused.
Did he know what?
He turned around and saw her staring at the ground, her expression unfathomable.
"…know what, Sakura?"
He heard the blonde woman heave a great sigh.
"Apparently, he doesn't. Well, Uchiha Sasuke, do you know who I am?"
He looked up at the blonde woman, and shook his head slightly.
Pause.
"I am Tsunade, one of the Sannin."
His eyes widened slightly.
Sannin.
Was she…that legendary healer, the greatest of all?
"And…"
He noticed that the dobe's expression was downcast.
"I am the Godaime."
Stop.
Shock.
Silence.
Go…
Godaime?
The Fifth Hokage?
Silence.
He sat there, in the hospital bed, trying to soak in this information.
"What…what happened to the Sandaime?"
He heard the dobe sniff.
He felt her turn away slightly from him.
He watched as the blonde woman gave him a rather sad look.
"Sandaime Hokage is dead."
Silence.
Dead.
Dead.
Dead.
The Third Hokage…
The nice ojiisan that looked over the village?
The old man that was the most powerful, and most respected in Konohana?
Pause.
He could heard the dobe trying to hold back tears.
He had a feeling that she was crying silently.
Silence.
"…when?"
He watched the blonde woman close her eyes.
"The day of the final part of the Chuunin Exams."
He stared at Tsunade.
That day…
The day she nearly died?
The day he had passed out?
Silence.
"I see."
He had never really had any major emotional attachment to the Sandaime.
But still…
He could feel something slightly heavy inside of him.
Sandaime Hokage…
Was dead.
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I watch those steps
Her feet, gliding smoothly on the ground
Her shadow, flickering across the walls of the alleyway
Her beautiful, silky hair flowing in the wind
This dance mesmerizes me
Making me want to join her
To touch her
And feel her in my arms
There's something mysterious about it
That dance…
Slightly dangerous and yet wonderful
Making her body sway in the rhythm
Her soul, shining in the darkness
My redemption of this
Is it what I need?
Who knows
For now, I am only occupied
With watching her
Dance.
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Step.
Step.
Step.
He trudged along the path leading away from the hospital.
He had to train.
He had to get stronger.
He couldn't be…
Weak.
' "Orochimaru killed Sandaime Hokage."
"He's after you."
"He's looking for you."
"He sent those shinobi to attack you and Sakura." '
"He wants you."
Silence.
What if Orochimaru came again?
The Godaime did not tell him why Orochimaru wanted him.
However…
Orochimaru had put that seal on his neck.
That seal…
That was hard to control.
That was a curse.
That saved his and her life.
That was a blessing.
Silence.
He stopped suddenly, right behind a big sakura tree.
It was her.
He saw her, curled up against the base of an oak tree.
He could hear sniffling noises coming from that pink-haired figure.
Pause.
She was crying.
He moved slightly to the left and peered closer.
He saw that she was sobbing into her arms, without a thought.
"Sasuke-kun…"
He froze.
She…was saying his name.
"Sasuke-kun…oh, Sasuke-kun…"
Silence.
He stiffened, barely breathing, and listening.
"You…y-you nearly died…"
He heard her give a very audible sniff and she raised her head slightly.
Her face was stained with tears.
They were running down her cheeks, trailing into her hair and down her neck.
He knew that she didn't know that he was there.
Silence.
"If…if I hadn't gone after you…"
He cursed softly.
She still blamed herself.
But then…
He wasn't one to criticize.
For…
He also blamed himself.
No matter what had gone on between them.
No matter what deal they had made.
He still knew, that if it wasn't for his lack of power.
If it wasn't for his weakness…
She wouldn't have been near death.
And wouldn't be blaming herself.
Pause.
His gaze shifted back to her.
He watched her shake her head frantically, tears still forming in her eyes.
"Oh, if it wasn't for me…I'm so stupid…Sakura, you baka!"
He heard her cry harder.
"You should've gone to get help! You shouldn't gone by yourself if you were really worried about him!"
Silence.
He couldn't stand it.
Standing here, listening to her cry and blame herself about what had happened in the forest.
When it was his fault.
He had promised her.
He had promised that he would always protect her.
He had promised himself that he would never let her come near death.
He had broken his promises.
But, she was innocent.
And yet, she strove to cast all his troubles upon herself.
He…just couldn't stand it any longer.
Silence.
Step.
"Sakura."
He watched as her head snapped up.
Her eyes were wide, and shocked.
Silence.
"S-Sasuke…kun?"
He saw her eyes widen even more.
Her mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.
He knew that she was wondering if he had heard every single word she said.
If he had been watching her cry.
Pause.
"I thought we made a deal."
He felt her shut her eyes and turn her head slightly away.
"…"
"We made a deal, Sakura."
He watched her turn back towards him hesitantly, at the power in his voice.
"…A-aa…"
His expression darkened.
"Then…why are you sitting here, continuing to blame yourself for what happened? How many times do I have to tell you that it was not your fault?"
He knew that she had no answer.
He saw her mouth open to retort, then close, then open again.
But, once more, no sound came out.
Her eyes were filling with tears yet again.
She didn't speak.
Silence.
"I told you, Sakura."
He was rather surprised at the coldness in his voice.
"I hope that I won't have to tell you anymore."
He turned his back on her.
"Don't. Blame yourself."
And with that, he walked away, leaving her, a quivering mess, behind.
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Who knows what she is doing to me?
Perhaps, captivated by her fluid motion,
I am falling under her spell
To be caught within her threads
To walk right into her trap
But do I care?
No
For, this feeling in me
Is of the most wonderful kind
I feel elated
By her swiftness of her steps
Hearing the wind whistling around her
As she twirls and jumps
Longing to join her
Is what I want
But yet, I see again
That that is not all I need to know.
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He was sitting on the roof of the hospital.
The moon was shining brightly above Konohana as he looked down upon it.
Thinking…
About that afternoon.
This afternoon.
About her…
He shook his head.
His mind was always filled with thoughts of her, now.
He could barely think about anything else.
Always, always,
He was contemplating about how to save her
All he did
Was think about her feelings for him.
His feelings for her.
He really didn't know what had gotten into him.
She had even taken over his number one priority.
Training.
It always came second, now.
And yet, thoughts of her,
Always came first.
However, admittedly,
He did not think of excuses now.
Some kind of reason for his actions and thoughts.
As he did before.
He had been in denial before.
But now…
He knew that what he had wondered about before was not the case.
He knew,
He accepted,
The fact that he loved her.
If he was willing to even sacrifice his life for hers…
Well,
That was not infatuation.
Infatuation did not go that far.
He did not even go for the excuse of friends or teammates any longer.
For, that time…
In the forest…
When he went for her,
He knew, that as long as she was alright,
He would die in peace.
As long as she was alive.
As long as she could live an unscarred life.
Teammate relationship did not go that far.
Friends, did not go that far.
No…
He loved her.
He knew it.
He accepted it.
He admitted it to himself.
And all he needed, now…
Silence.
He stood up slowly, on the pretense of looking over the edge of the roof.
And then…
He whipped around, throwing four kunai in four different directions.
Instantly, shadowy figures leapt from their hiding places, avoiding the deadly knives.
He spun on his heels and jumped right onto a tree.
Shuriken whirled toward him, and he ducked to avoid getting hit.
Someone appeared behind him and swiped at his back.
He jumped and preformed a few hand seals.
"Katon, Housenka no Jutsu!"
The fire balls did not hit anyone, but gave enough light to briefly illuminate the clearing.
Three shinobi and one kunoichi were his attackers.
They were all wearing a village headband.
The Sound village.
Orochimaru's village.
Pause.
The fire balls disappeared.
He jumped up the branches of a tree, heading for the top.
However, a large, rotund shinobi blocked his way and dealt a blow to his left arm.
He fell backwards, but managed to catch himself and landed on a lower branch that swayed dangerously as he struggled to get a firm step.
The kunoichi ran towards him and kicked him in the back.
He was booted forwards, straight off the branch, right into the fist of another shinobi.
"Surely he isn't this weak?"
It was a voice that he did not recognize, and he couldn't tell who was speaking.
"Can't be. Maybe's the little sh$ is holding back. After all, Orochimaru-sama did give him the seal."
That was the kunoichi's voice.
"Language, Tayuya."
This time, it was a voice that was different from the first one.
"I'll give you language, you fasto, Jirobu!"
He heard someone sigh.
"Just break it up, you two."
It was the last voice, slightly feminine, but definitely male.
Silence.
He managed to balance himself, then jumped up into the air once more, throwing ten kunai in ten directions.
"Katon, Goukakyuu no Jutsu!"
He saw the four Sound ninja once more, and they darted out of the way of the large fireball.
He leapt and intercepted one with many arms.
"Shishi Rendan!"
He hit the shinobi many time on the head.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
The shinobi fell to the ground.
However…
"Ouch, that sorta hurt."
He couldn't believe his eyes.
The Sound shinobi had gotten up, and looked completely fine, apart from a few bruises.
"You gotta do better than that…shrimp."
Suddenly, he was dealt a blow from behind.
Someone hit his head from above.
He was booted in the stomach.
His legs were in pain from being kicked.
His right arm hurting from being twisted.
The torture never seemed to end.
Kick.
Punch.
Twist.
Crack.
And as suddenly as it had started, it stopped.
He was back on the roof, lying on the cold metal under the bright light of the moon.
Silence.
He opened his eyes slowly.
At first, he couldn't see anything.
Then…
"We were sent by Orochimaru, Uchiha Sasuke."
A voice came from somewhere behind his head.
He sat up painfully, and looked around.
The three shinobi and one kunoichi were assembled before him, all looking down at him.
The kunoichi was smirking.
It was the white-haired one that had spoken.
Pause.
"He wants you to…join him. Join us. He says that he can give you power you've never known. He can give you immense power…you can become like us."
The shinobi smiled slightly, but it was a sly smile.
"He gives you until tonight to decide. If you wish to join him…"
The white-haired ninja paused.
"Come meet us at the gates of Konohana tonight, a midnight."
The Sound shinobi looked at the others.
All four of them nodded.
"Until midnight then, shrimp."
The red-headed kunoichi's smirk widened.
All four of the Sound ninja leapt off and disappeared into the night.
Leaving him, alone once again, on the roof of the hospital.
Badly bruised and left to make a decision.
Stay in Konohana…or join Orochimaru.
For power.
Power.
Power.
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Magically, as it appears
Her dance, entrancing me
My eyes close slowly
Am I falling asleep?
If so, then let it be
For I, to drift off into sweet dreams
Will have to listen to her heavenly voice
The soft padding steps of her waltz
The sound her, swishing through the air
I, to drift off to eternal slumber
To dream about her
Dancing that dance
Singing that song
Falling silent
And fading, within the mists
Of the shadowy places that await her.
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Step.
Step.
Step.
He hitched the pack more securely on his back and continued down the path towards the gates of Konohana.
He had made his decision.
He…
Was going to leave Konohana.
Leave the dobe.
Leave his sensei.
And, over all…
Leave her.
Silence.
His heart weighed heavily in his chest at this thought.
He would not see her for a long time.
In fact…
He did not know if he would ever see her.
But, to get enough power to kill that man…
And to be able to save her from anything,
Was now his priority.
More important than anything else in the world.
In his world.
More than…her.
Pause.
He was nearing the gates now.
He spotted the bench that he, the dobe, and her used to sit on all the time.
They, who used to laugh and smile about things in the past.
But…
That was all over.
He would no longer touch that bench.
Sit on it.
Laugh with the dobe and her.
And think about humorous details that happened before.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Step.
Silence.
He stopped.
There was someone following him.
Someone…behind him.
And he knew who.
Pause.
He turned around very slowly.
Silence.
"Sasuke-kun…where are you going?"
Silence.
She was here.
Standing there, staring at him with disbelief.
Her eyes, horrified.
Worried.
And shocked.
Silence.
Her feet always making those perfect steps
Her body always flowing with the wind
"Sakura."
He could see her, illuminated by the light of a lamp post.
Her fists were curled tightly, her knuckles turning white.
"You're going to join him, are you?"
For once, she addressed him as 'you'.
Something she rarely did.
He noticed that her voice was shaking and trembling.
He was silent.
"Don't go…"
Pause.
"Don't go, Sasuke-kun…don't leave…"
He didn't know what to say.
She was breaking down.
"Please, Sasuke-kun…don't leave…don't leave me!"
He saw tears coursing down her smooth cheeks.
Her eyes were reflecting the light of the full moon.
Like emerald mirrors.
Her soft hair was blowing gently in the breeze of the night.
Her body was trembling.
He watched her take a step forward.
"Don't leave me Sasuke-kun…onegai…onegai…onegai!"
He knew a split second before that she was going to embrace him, and he stepped backwards so that she was not able to touch him.
"Don't touch me, Sakura."
He watched her straighten, looking extremely hurt.
"Sasuke-kun…"
Her voice finally broke, and she bent over slightly, shaking her head wildly.
"Please…"
His heart started beating violently in his chest.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Her eyes are closed, as she drifts along gently with the wind
Her clothes fanned out before her, appearing like soft veils of mist.
Silence.
"Revenge….won't make anyone happy, Sasuke-kun. You…y-you won't be happy…"
Silence.
"P-please, Sasuke-kun…I'll do anything to m-make you happy…anything!"
His heart beat faster.
"Onegai, Sasuke-kun…t-take me with you!"
Silence.
"…"
He turned around and walked a few steps away.
"Sasuke-kun!"
Stop.
Silence.
He faced her one last time.
Silence.
Pause.
And then…
"…I love you."
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
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And finally, I open my eyes once again
To see her,
For I am on my deathbed
And she, dancing before me
A gift before my end
She smiles
Her eyes gleaming
Dancing
That Macarena
Captivating my soul
Entrapping it within her deadly embrace
Is this what I strove for?
Perhaps
But I,
Cannot stand
Any longer
For this dance
That Macarena
Makes me envision
My end
Dancing…
Her Macarena.
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This chapter is slightly longer this time! I hope you guys liked it! No, scratch that, I hope you guys loved it! Once again, I apologize for the very late update, and thanks for still being here! By the way, can you guys tell me if you guys like the new summary better? Or the old one? If the old one is the most preferred, I'll change the summary back to the old one. Thanks!
The lyrics in this chapter are from a song of mine called Her Macarena.
Please review! I really really want feedback for this chapter because it is a pivotal point of the turning of the plot in Broken Typography. So…once again, review, onegai!
