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One more Last Chance	By : KuroKitsune Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1815 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sasuke POV

Am I the only one to notice that Naruto is not ok?
He seems like a puppet. He smiles and laughs and poses for all the pictures but I can see what they don't. The smiles are so fake they seem likely to crack at any minute. The laughs are so hallow it makes me flinch every time I hear it. And the poses are stiff and painful to look at. Who does he think he’s fooling? Maybe everybody else but not me. We are too close for him to fool me.

And I think that’s why he’s avoiding me. After things start winding down a little I see Kurama whisper in Naruto’s ear. Naruto nods and Kurama walks off. For the next few minutes I try to get Naruto alone. He’s my best friend, and one of the very few people I care about, I want to know what’s wrong.

All I know is that this started when that girl tried to give me that love letter. He was trying to tell me something important but after she showed up he tried to sweep it under the rug. Like it was nothing when it obviously was something.
A big something.
A Very Big something.

‘Could he have liked her?’ God I hope not. She is the worst of my fangirls, and I can’t stand her.

Damn it! I lost him. As I scan the crowd I see wild blond hair at the exit. Perfect, now maybe I can get him alone long enough to find out what’s wrong.

I finally catch up to him as he nears his brothers car. Then he stops a few feet away and Kurama gets out of the car. I see him shaking as his brother stops in front of him a moment to give him a sad look, before embracing him. Naruto’s shaking gets worse.

Now I’m really worried. But before I’m even on the pavement of the parking lot Kurama looks up at me, and I freeze. I have never see him look at me like that.

Our families have always been close (scenes both our parents where still alive) so I’ve know them both my entire life, and in that time I have only ever seen that look directed at someone that has hurt Naruto in some way.

But even when me and Naruto went into a phase when we fought constantly, when we made it the point of our entire day to trade blows, both physical and not, he never looked at me like that. And I know that I hurt him in that time. I know cause he was able to hurt me to. We know each other so well that when we fight we cant NOT hurt each other. And still, he never looked at me like that.

Now that look, that utter rage and blame, was directed at me. Naruto must have been saying something to Kurama because without looking away from me he held his little brother closer and reading his lips I saw him say,”Its ok, Naruto. It will be ok. Lets just get you home.” And to me he mouthed “Leave him alone.”

As Naruto got in the car I could see the faint trace of tears. His face twisted into what I can only describe as that kind of smile you put on when you realize that something is so completely hopeless and you think yourself pathetic for hoping in the first place. He brought a hand to cover his face as the tears fell harder and said some thing to Kurama.

Kurama looked over the car and again mouthed to me “Leave him alone.” If he had been close enough to make a sound without Naruto finding me, he would have growled at me. He got in the car and drove away, using the exit on the other end of the lot from me.

What was that? Leave him alone? What did I do? I know I must have done something horrible and unforgivable for Kurama to look at me like that. But he was talking to me this morning so it was something I did between then and now. The only thing I could think of was that love letter thing.

But surly If he had liked that annoying thing he would have told me before now, right. Right? I keep thinking of something else, ANYTHING else I could have done to upset Naruto this much as my own brother picks me up. He tries to talk to me but I don’t hear him, so lost in my thoughts as I am.

What could I have done?

I’m still wondering this a week later. “I’ve tried every thing.” I say, I’m pacing in the kitchen in front of Itachi. I finally caved and asked him to help. “I’ve tried to text and even E-mail him, no reply. I’ve tried to call him, the voice says the number is disconnected. I’ve tried the apartment phone, Kurama hangs up before I can even say one word. I’ve tried to go over and see him, Kurama blocks me before I can even knock on the door! And when I go over this morning no one’s even there. What am I supposed to do?!” I yelled.

Itachi sighed and flipped out his cell, after hitting a speed-dial number he puts the phone to his ear as he walks out of the room, telling me to stay put. My version of ‘stay put’ means counting how many times I can pace the entire room before he comes back. I was on 23 when he finally came back.

“Do you know what you did?” he asks me. “If I knew that I wouldn’t be freaking out right now, cause I would have already fixed it!” I was yelling at the end of it. What makes him think I have even a CLUE what I did? Did he think I knew that i did something but left it alone so long that things got THIS bad?

“And when did you get Kurama’s number? I’m guessing thats who you called, right? I think the Prince's number is easer to get. I don’t even have his number. I have a drawer and closet space in Naruto’s room but I don’t have his big brothers number. And you! How did you get it?”

I take in a breath after my mini rant, but still don’t feel any better. Itachi waits till I settle down a little before he speaks. “From what Kurama just told me, Naruto has been packing all week. He’s going to a collage America, he’s going to live with his grandparents scene they moved there last year. His flight left this morning.”

I look at him in disbelief, trying to keep my breathing even, or to keep breathing at all. “Naruto would have told me if he was leaving. Especially if he was going that far away. He would have told me. We tell each other everything.” I said, shaking my head.
While I missed the signs or maybe just ignored them, Itachi didn’t. I was in denial. And contrary to popular belief it was any thing but a blissful and happy place. And I refuse to believe that the wetness on my face was tears.

Ignoring whatever Itachi tried to say to me I raced up to my room where my phone lay charging. I spent the next hour curled in a ball calling Naruto over and over. The instant the recording told me the number was unavailable I hit end and then redial in the next instant.

I kept muttering. “He wouldn’t just leave without telling me. He wouldn’t. Even when we were at each others throats he told me if he left town. Even if it was only for a weekend, he still told me. He wouldn’t leave without telling me. Would he?”

Just as I was going to give up, (really I was) just one more try before I lost my battle with my tears, and run to my brother standing in my doorway, when the ringing noise sounded in my ear. I stopped breathing as I waited for Naruto to pick up, when the voicemail message sounded, and I though my heart was breaking.

“Hi, You’ve reached Naruto, I would love to talk to you but can't get to my phone right now so leave a message or call back later! Bye!”

Beep. “I’m sorry! Ok? I don’t know what I did, but what ever I did I’m sorry! Just call me back. You can yell at me, rage and rant at me all you want but please just call me back.” I said. I would never say it out loud (except to Naruto) that the tone I used could be called desperate.

Itachi chose that moment to walk over and before I could call again he took my phone. “Hey! Give that back, I have to talk to him!” Now I would freely admit that that was panic in my voice. I felt like I couldnt breathe. Ever since out parents where killed, I’ve have severe separation anxiety. That’s why the list of people I care about is so small. I cant stand losing people.

“Sasuke, look at me.” He said and I did. “You cant do this to yourself. He either will come back or he wont. But no matter what he does you have to move on if for no other reason than that you know he would beat you within an inch of your life if you didn’t.” his words calmed me enough to breathe.

I nodded my head and on autopilot followed him downstairs to eat whatever Itachi had put under my nose, go back up stairs and shower before Itachi tucked us in to my bed. He knew I wouldn’t be able to sleep if he left. And even with him there I cried for a good two hours before falling unconscious. It couldn’t be sleep because I didn’t feel rested. In fact I don’t think I really slept for weeks.
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