Got a box of tissues ready? Get this: Sasuke survives. Haku and Zabuza die. And I don't own Naruto. Too bad nothing can be done about it, eh?
Mizu was in a daze. Naruto obligingly walked into the crystal ice mirror prison. "Haku will use one for bait," she whispered.
"Is Sasuke in danger?" Sakura demanded.
"You need to learn to care about both of your teammates, Haruno," Mizu snapped. "They are both in danger."
Sakura whimpered.
There was an explosion in the mirrors. Something like a swirling red flame came from the mirrors. Mizu whined softly. "Haku…" she whimpered.
One of the mirrors shattered. Haku went flying. When he stood, Mizu noticed his mask, the one she created to be unique, just for him, was shattered. She remembered molding it for him, painting it… her name was carved above the left eye. She had kissed her name, and then kissed his left eye before giving it to him. Now it lay in pieces at his feet. Naruto was poised in front of him, his fist inches from his face. There were words exchanged, just far enough where Mizu couldn't make out the words.
She hissed angrily. "And deaf, too," she muttered.
She glanced back to where the crystal ice mirrors were and saw a lifeless form.
"Sasuke!" Sakura cried.
"Go," Mizu breathed, her eyes again glued to Haku. Naruto charged him with a kunai. She let out a whimper, taking a step closer.
"Not now, Naruto. I can't die just yet."
Mizu recognized the hand signs immediately. "Wait!" she cried desperately. She tore her mask off and ran up to him. She pressed her lips to his in a desperate kiss. She didn't notice Naruto's gasp of recognition; she cared only about Haku. He kissed her back with the same desperation and passion.
Too soon, though, her pulled away.
Her eyes welled with tears, and she saw tears glistening in his eyes as well. A tear slid down her cheek. She held his gaze for as long as possible. When her vision blurred, she turned her face away. "Do what you have to do."
"I love you, Mizu."
She felt him brush past her, his fingers stroking her hair. She kept her head turned away.
She heard the silence, the chattering of the Chidori. Her pose didn't break until she heard Sakura scream.
She hit her knees, sobbing. "I love you too, Haku," she sobbed, over and over. "I love you too."
"You're Sukiyari Mizu!" Naruto cried. "You're the Angel!"
"Haku," Mizu whimpered.
"What about…?" Naruto's voice trailed off.
"Dead. Dead, dead, dead, just like everyone else I've ever loved. Dead. Haku… my Haku…" her voice trialed to a whimper.
She drew her kunai. Shaking, she put it to her neck. She took a deep breath, and her muscles stilled.
Okay, so I'm writing this, right? And I'm in the middle of French class. We'd just taken a test, and I'm already done. So I re-read what I've written, and… I start crying. In the middle of class. Honest. Not, like, loud, but there were definite tears. I was laughed at. I laughed. I cried. It was funny. … Heh. Just trying to lighten to mood… review, s'il vous plait! Je vous adore!