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Note: So yes. I lied. I am so very friggin sorry seriously not lying and oh my god oh my god oh my god did I mention that I really am super friggin SORRY?!!! Sorry!!! Really. I'll update. More. Someday. Expect shorter chapters. Long ones aren't working for me. And yes, this is sort of dark.

Summary: "...Let's go die. To that cloud with an orange house."

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Ch. 4: Soul mate

Soulmate dry your eyes
Dry your eyes
Soulmate dry your eyes
Cause soulmates never die

Sleeping with Ghosts - Placebo

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"Did you know," he drawled, the knife pricking his fingers, "that at eleven meters above the ground, you start to experience fear?"

"Oh..." she whispered, green eyes focused on his already bloodied hand begin to bleed even more. "Oh...really?"

Black eyes narrowed in on them. Those green eyes.

(Green eyes.)

Green eyes.

"Hn." Unknowingly, he began to stab harshly at his hand, barely noticing the rough texture of rust on his skin. Not that it mattered. The scratches, the scars, would eventually fade away into nothingness. Everything did. Only he would remain, watching things decay into darkness.

But why were green eyes always staring at him? Always, never fading, never dying...

"Did you know," she continued to whisper in her raspy voice, "that soul mates don't die until the other does?"

He barely raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, it sounds stupid, but it is utterly romantic."

Laughter led to coughing, then the inevitable tears.

"Sasuke."

He started, the knife falling from his suddenly loose fingers. Where...

"You had to be such an idiot. If you didn't become such a fucking demon, this wouldn't have happened!"

Sasuke spluttered. "Excuse me?!" His eyes zeroed in on the dark patches appearing on a torn, white dress.

Where...where were the tears?

(This isn't supposed to happen!)

"We could've had such a happy fucking life! Naruto and Hinata would be living across from us in a horribly orange house—"

The dark patches continued to spread, new ones appearing as the coughing continued.

"—and Ino would be bragging about her engagement ring from Sai—"

For the first time in an Uchiha's heart's history, he felt fear.

(No no no no no--

No matter what don't close your goddamn eyes!)

"—and you would've come back from your mission all bloodied and fucked up and propose to me right there in the hospital!"

Sasuke suddenly hated pink. The long pink eyelashes that obscuredclouded green eyes.

"But then you had to be such an Uchiha and end up having a demon possess you since you have absolutely no sense for danger!"

"...Sakura—"

"Don't you Sakura me! You stupid immortal jinchuuriki!" Suddenly she stood up, walking briskly to the fallen rusty knife and picked it up.

Sasuke made no motion as pink tresses flowed like rain, softly landing on him and the floor like snow. He made no motion as Sakura continued to saw at the last few remaining strands of long hair with a disgruntled expression on her face.

He did move to grab her wrist when she aimed the sharp object at her heart.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

She managed to glare up at him through clouded, wet eyes. "Dying, so you can die too! Then I'll beat up the Satan's and God's ass so we can both go to Heaven and live across a ridiculously orange house on a fluffy little cloud!"

Sasuke felt something akin to hysteria burst in him. It must've been hysteria. Why else would he be laughing maniacally right now?

He released his vice grip on her wrist, and instead wrapped his arms around her.

"So soul mates don't die till the other dies?"

Sakura sniffed, which only led to another fit of coughs. "It's the only plausible reason as to why we're still here. I'm still here. Since you can't die even if I stab you in the heart while you're sleeping—"

"...you what?"

"—I'll have to die first. Fucking stupid immortal jinchuuriki."

He stayed still for a moment, the tips of his long black bangs tickling her forehead. "...Let's go die. To that cloud with an orange house."

The grip on her tightened, and she sighed. Then there was a moment of stillness, of whispered made-up quotes, of no farewells but many hello's, of green eyes dulling.

(Green eyes.)

"But did you know, Sakura," Sasuke whispered to the limp form in his arms, warmth leaking onto his cold skin, "then technically, soul mates never die. You always did suck at philosophy."

But as, for the first time in how many god forsaken years, he scratched himself and felt a twinge of pain, Sasuke decided to take that comment back.

(See you soon.)

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