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Throwing Away
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I used to have dreams, you know.
I wanted to be Hokage. I wanted to be somebody.
I wanted to have a family. I would lie awake at night in my little bed and dream of someone who would rock me to sleep, of someone who would love me and protect me and scold me when I made bad grades in school.
I wanted to be someone people cared about.
I still have those dreams, and I've achieved some of them, but they're not really as important anymore. They don't mean as much to me anymore, looking at you.
You've…changed, Sasuke. I didn't think you could have changed any more than the last time I saw you, but…God…
I've got a pretty good idea what happened to you. You killed Itachi, and didn't like what you found out after he was dead. You really didn't like what you found out. You found out that your brother had loved you all the long, and that some crusty old council members had forced him to do it.
I know why you're angry, Sasuke. It's because they used him. Because they took away what was dearest to your heart.
But that doesn't make you right. Do you think Itachi wanted you to do this? I didn't know the guy but I know he didn't want you to destroy Konoha.
You were the one who always demeaned me. You spat on my dreams and set my hopes on fire. But you were the first real friend I ever had, and I can't just sit by and watch as you make a shipwreck out of your life.
I…lost you, a long time ago. At first, I thought the distance was only in miles, that we were separated only by a country and Orochimaru's shadow.
I lost you, and I was determined to get you back. I was going to save you. I don't know why, but I always thought it would be easy, that I wouldn't have to work too hard; the way I saw it, you were a victim, someone who really didn't know what you were getting into.
But I was wrong. Your mind was scrambled when you went to Orochimaru; you went to him because you wanted to, I see that now. You shoved down every single good feeling you had, everything that was good about you, so you could kill your brother and avenge your family. And that included me, and Sakura, and Kakashi-sensei.
I couldn't save you before because you didn't want to be saved.
And you still don't want to be saved. I respect that. I don't accept it.
Good grief…look at you, Sasuke. You're covered in the blood of a girl you called 'comrade'; her blood is caking your hair, staining your shirt. You look as crazy as anyone I've ever met, and your eyes…
They're dead. Looking into your eyes, it's like looking into one of those creepy little dolls whose eyes follow you all over the room. They're flat and lifeless eyes.
You've lost your mind. You've become everything your brother never wanted you to be. You've become everything I swore I'd never let you become.
I'm through talking to you, Sasuke. It's like talking to a brick wall; you've never listened before, and you're sure as Hell not listening now.
But…
I was…going to save you, Sasuke. I haven't forgotten, and I know you haven't.
And I'm still going to save you.
I'm going to save you Sasuke, no matter what.
I'm going to save you, even if I have to kill you to do it.
Even if I have to die.
If you read chapter 486, you'll see that Naruto's been driven to a really dark place. Dark enough to be thinking like this.