{Authors' note} wooot! We are getting close to the Climactic ending of the story here people, weighing in at 47 pages! Please enjoy.
DISCLAIMOR: I do not own naruto or any of its characters that I use, all are property of Masashi Kishmoto since 1999 .
Chapter 8
A Question of Sanity
A manila folder lay abandoned on the table, photos were spread out everywhere and sheets of paper with typed out descriptions of her days the last three weeks were jumbled in a pile atop it all.
"What's this?" he said angrily to the man across the table "Why are all of these photos blank?"
"I am not sure sir, they were pictures of your wife in the arms of another man but now.." he looked them over himself.
"They were? You tell the court that these were pictures of her with another persona and see how far that will get you." He growled.
"Well sire there is something else." He said pulling out a tape recorder from his pocket.
"Oh?" Sasuke said, "Well lets hear it."
A small click went off as the play button was hit. A faint murmur was heard first followed by her voice.
-Tape recording-
No, no I think I'll be alright, he didn't do anything
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Well I mean, you know he didn't go through with it.
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Yes, for a time I did think he was going to.
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Of course I was scared, anyone would be!
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What would Sasuke do about it? Well I don't think he would be too concerned about me but rather how his image would be affected if word got out about me being, well you know by Gaara.
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No, I don't plan on telling him, then Gaara would get in trouble.
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No, not because I am in love with him but he has gone through so much, and his sister, I never knew.
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I don't know if I'll come back here.
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Yes I like the train too.
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When can I see you again? I mean you are getting better right?
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That's good, I'm happy to hear that.
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Yes I still remember you, how could I forget?-teehee-
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My favorite thing? Oh lets see… your eyes, they're beautiful.
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I never thanked you, from that day.
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And what you said, well… I never got to answer.
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Well I-you see, I wish I met you sooner too.
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Naruto?
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I'm sorry.
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Because I was the one who was 20 years too late.
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oh –teehee- your right it is 32 now isn't it?
Bzzzzzzz.
The tape died out.
"What was that?" Sasuke asked.
"I recorded your wife coming back from Suna on the train, in case she made any phone calls, but apparently when she thought she was alone she began to talk to herslf." The man smiled. "Your wife wasn't seeing anyone sir, well no one real."
"My god," he spoke "I had kept her in here too long, she has gone crazy." He looked over at the man and passed in a small envelope "I trust this should be enough for your time. And that this will remain quiet?" he asked.
"Of course sir" and he walked out the door.
Sitting up Sasuke gathered the remander of the papers on the desk.
"Karin?" he called aloud.
She came bouncing in with her most innocient of faces.
"Yes Sir?" she pouted.
"Please burn this right away." He said passing to her the forms. She purposely dropped them on the ground.
"Oh sorry sir" she said as she bent over and picked up the forms and bounced right back out of the room.
{Authors' Note}
woooooo. So when you all read this the all of the story will have already been posted but lemme tell ya, I couldn't touch this for a solid 3 weeks because I was drawing blanks. So I decided last minute against making this a massive and stupid ending chapter. I put a lot of thought into the ending and I am sure that you will all love it so keep reading mkay?