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Entropy	By : ersatzbeta Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1332 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Thirty Three
Sasuke walked in the Mangekyou world. Again, he knelt before the pillar that had consumed Orochimaru. The desert whispered around him, and the field in which he stood called his name, like wind hissing through grass. Sassssuke. Sassssuke. And Sasuke had that sense of absolute knowledge and dread that comes in dreams; knowing what was going to happen and being powerless to change it.
Footsteps behind him, scuffing the ground. Even here, even with his senses blunted by the very atmosphere, Sasuke knew who it was.
"My, my, Sasuke-kun, how very disappointing. How weak you have become, unable to control even your own pitiful chakra."
The grating, gravely voice could belong to no other. Sasuke didn't dare speak his name, didn't want to give him such power even in a dream. Still, his mind filled in the blanks, giving voice to it deep in his thoughts. Orochimaru.
"What's wrong, Sasuke-kun? Are you hoping for someone to save you?"
The man behind him started to circle around, and Sasuke forced his suddenly nerveless limbs to match the other's course. He caught a flicker of pale skin, a flash of black hair at the corner of his eye, but he resisted the urge to look fully into his former teacher's face. It was always worse in dreams, and Sasuke had no desire to see it.
"I must say I am surprised," said Orochimaru. "You have greeted others by name. Perhaps you are not strong enough to face me?"

Sasuke ground his teeth. It was just like him to try and goad him. He was better than this, stronger than this. This shadow of his past could no more offer him power than the memory of a meal could satisfy hunger. And yet� a part of him, a terrible, treacherous part, craved the acknowledgement of this man.
"Come, Sasuke-kun, look me in the eyes�"
"I refuse," said Sasuke.
He didn't look up when he said this, focusing instead on the ground beneath his feet. It was the closest he could come to facing Orochimaru down, and he felt all the more helpless for it, but forcing out those two words gave him courage. Sasuke would resist.
"I have given you my power, yet you deny it its rightful place. It sleeps inside you," said Orochimaru.
His voice was hypnotic, pitched low and quiet so that Sasuke had to strain to hear what was said. And Sasuke knew he should have let the words pass over him, but he couldn't stop listening.
"Did you really think your brother, your precious older brother, could take away what you worked so hard for? What I worked so hard for?"
Sasuke continued to avoid eye contact with the form in front of him. He continued to hide his reactions, his weaknesses, though there was little doubt in his mind that Orochimaru saw right through him. But this was just a dream. This thing in front of him was not real. He--it--had to be lying. His former sensei had always lied; that was the one thing Sasuke could trust about him.
"Perhaps you would prefer this form instead," said Orochimaru.
And, with a tearing sound, Orochimaru's skin sloughed off and floated to the ground. Startled, Sasuke looked up. It was Itachi in front of him now. Sasuke went cold.
"Little brother, why do you not accept my gift?" said Itachi. "You have killed with it, and now you try to bury it? You will never extinguish it, no matter how hard you may try."

They faced one another for endless minutes under the midnight sun of the Mangekyou. There was a sort of consideration in Itachi's regard, one that Sasuke didn't like. Still, he resisted with all of his being. He had not asked for this power. He nearly didn't believe that it was there, even as it lay dormant inside him. Sasuke had no intention of using the Amaterasu ever again, and strength trickled into him with this resolve.
At last, Itachi spoke.
"Or perhaps it's another sort of fire that burns inside you now," he said.
A great rushing wind swirled about him, pulling Itachi apart in black tatters. The figure changed again.
This time, Kakashi stood before him.
"Yo. Sasuke."
The wave of the hand, the tilt of his head, the way he moved all were achingly familiar. And yet�Sasuke hesitated. It was wrong. He knew it was wrong because he didn't share these dreams with anyone, not even Kakashi.
"Sasuke, I'm hurt," said Kakashi. "Don't you trust me? Even after all this time, you're afraid."
"But of what?" said Kakashi.
He was almost playful, shifting from foot to foot in the sand. Sasuke watched him, wary. Kakashi reached into a pocket and drew out a book, thumbed through the pages.
"Ah, I know," said Kakashi.
His tone was conversational. Casual. He turned the page in his book.
"You must be afraid of this," he said.
Kakashi tore off his hitai-ate and the swirling darkness in his eye grabbed Sasuke and pulled him down, down, down.
Sasuke was stuck somewhere. At first he didn't recognize it. He struggled to blink his eyes, but they were so heavy, and everything looked so strange. He felt frozen in place.
And then, Sasuke saw himself stagger into the room. He looked down. Itachi lay at his feet. Horror rose up inside him. The other-him walked over to Itachi's body; Sasuke already knew his brother was dead. He looked at the self outside himself, and the other-Sasuke stared back at him, eyes whirling black and red, chakra swelling to fill the air. Sasuke realized simultaneously that he was in the nine-eyed statue and that the other-self was about to seal him into it.

Sasuke fought to move, fought to breath, but he couldn't. He was wrapped with chains, drowning in the waves of chakra that his other self poured forth.
As the other-Sasuke concentrated, Sasuke could see his brother begin to stir.
Sasuke filled his stone lungs and screamed, the sound echoing like bells and still his other self bound him and still his brother rose from the dead.
Take our power, whispered a voice that was many voices at once. Take our power and free yourself.
Sasuke knew, in the way of dreams, that the voice came from within him. His perspective skewed and twisted around so that he was outside himself looking in. He saw that there were others inside him, maelstroms of chakra and glowing eyes, all fitted badly inside his shape, wearing his skin at the same time as he.
No, he said. But he couldn't be sure that he had been heard. He tried again. No. I won't. I refuse.
Take it. We've been waiting for you. Take it. Power clawed its way up his spine and he heard the rocks of his body grinding, crumbling under the force of the pressures from within and without. His stone head crashed toward the floor and he fell with it into oblivion.
Sasuke woke breathing hard, lips skinned back from his teeth. He wiped sweat off his forehead with the back of one hand.
A split second later, he realized that Kakashi was in his room, looming over him. Sasuke frowned and reached for a kunai, only to find he could no longer move.
"You didn't think it was over, did you?" said Kakashi. "It'll never be over, not so long as they are inside you."
Kakashi came closer, hypnotizing Sasuke with his unbound eye. Sasuke saw infinity in the lazy swirling of black and red. Then, carelessly, Kakashi locked his hands around Sasuke's throat and started to squeeze.
"Pity you couldn't bind them properly," said Kakashi. "But then, it's only natural, considering how weak you've become, how weak you always were. You should have said yes to them. You still could, you know."
Sasuke knew he was still dreaming, but he couldn't break free. He tried to shake his head, tried to say no, to resist even now, but he couldn't breathe. He couldn't move. He couldn't think. He felt himself being drawn into a long tunnel, one end anchored between Kakashi's hands, the only light coming from the shiftings of his Sharingan eye. The tunnel became narrower and narrower and dimmed by the second. It closed with Sasuke on the wrong side.
Then, blackness.
A/N: What did you think of Sasuke's dream? I hope it's not too disjointed to follow. I don't know how much of it you might have guessed or suspected already, but I'm kind of hoping this might confirm some of your suspicions about what's going on with Sasuke. (And not, you know, completely confuse the heck out of you.) To clarify: while some of this dream was purely a nightmare for Sasuke, there's a lot of reality to it, which will have definite impact on and/or consequences down the line.

I had a real careful think about whether or not to put this chapter in now, and I'm glad that I did. I struggled and floundered trying to come up with something else for chapter thirty-three, and I was getting nowhere fast.I admit I've been getting a little frustrated because the past couple/few chapters haven't been as on-track with the overall story as I would have liked, and I was starting to despair that I'd never get things back in line with what I've cobbled together for later on. I sat down and re-hashed the possibilities, and now I'm quite pleased again.
I've run a little late again with this update, which irritates me. I'm trying hard to schedule all the different updates of all the different stories I'm working on. It's kind of a three-ring circus. I'm juggling something like seven different multi-part stories right now, to say nothing of the one shots that keep cropping up and sucking days out of my life.
Anyway. I hope to be back with chapter thirty four in a week or so. See you all then!
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