One more Last Chance | By : KuroKitsune Category: Naruto AU/AR > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1815 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Switching of Sasuke’s POV (**S**)and Naruto’s POV (**N**)
**S**
“I wanna talk to him” I tell Itachi. I can tell he thinks its a bad idea but my mind is made up. “I want. To talk. To him.” I say firmly. I wont de dissuaded. “Ok Sasuke, but let me speak to him first. I have to chew him out anyway."
I watched as Naruto got in a green jeep, and drives toward out hotel. I nod to Itachi and with out another word start walking. I don’t know how far I will have to walk but I will walk over the entire island if I have to.
My initial shock at seeing him has worn off some and now anger slowly takes its place. Anger is good. It keeps away the rising panic I can feel coming. And the tears that burn just behind my eyes.
But lady luck is with me today as I see stop at a dinner not to far away. But she’s is not smiling on me yet. He is greeted by a small group of other surfers judging their equal state of undress.
I wait a few minutes and he leaves only to walk into a little store next door. But I’m impatient now and follow him in. He’s got a small hand basket and is looking at the ramen flavors.
**N**
I hear someone behind me cleat their throat. I turn to them only to feel ice chips begin running through my veins. Sasuke. I open my mouth to say something, anything but nothing works.
Sasuke speaks as I flounder. “I want to talk to you.” he says. “I want answers and you know you owe me that much.” I know I do. But that doesn’t make this any easer. I nod. “Just let me get what I came for and then we can talk out side.” He doesn’t say anything but I continue anyway. He waits by the door when I pay and then follows me to my jeep.
I put the stuff in the back then lean on the side. I wont start this. I don’t even want to see him.
Ok that was bullshit. I do want to see him, just, not have this talk with him. Kurama is so dead next time I see him. Why did he not warn me?
“I want to know why.” he finally said.
“Why what?”
“Don’t play dumb with me!” he snapped. He was breathing a little hard and I could see him fight off tears. “I want to know why you left. Left without a word! You didn’t even tell me! Me! Of all people not to tell, why did you not tell me? I thought we shared everything. But if I did something, or said something..”
“You didn’t do anything.” I cut him off he was crying now. “It wasn’t anything you did or said. As cliché as it sounds it was me, Sasuke.” I would have said more when he cut me off this time.
“Bullshit!” He yelled. “You stopped talking to me after that pink thing tried to give me that stupid letter thing! You where trying to say something important but she got in the way.” he said and I blinked at him. He remembered that?
**S**
I knew I was crying but was hapless to stop. “You remembered that?” he asks me softly. How could I not? It was the last time I saw you. The last time I hared your voice. The last time I saw you smile.
**N**
“Of course I remember. I went over every nanosecond of that day for weeks, trying to figure out what I did to make you leave.” he says. He’s not yelling any more but he’s crying harder and shaking. I prefer the yelling.
**S**
“Why wont you answer me? Why wont you tell me what it is I did to make you leave?” God this hurt. All those years I told myself if only I could see him, ask him what I did, maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much. God I didn’t realize what a good of a liar I was.
**N**
I cant. I cant tell him. I made a choice now I must stick to it. And so I remain silent. Even when every thing in me is screaming to tell him, my every cell withering in pain. God how did I do this? How did I ever have the heart to leave him? But I’m glad something came out of all this pain. I had a mask. And like the cowered I am, I will hide behind it. Like I’ve done all these years.
My face shows no pain, even when I think its killing me. My eyes hold no tears, even when they burn like they have pure salt rubbed in them. My hands don’t shake, even when the urge to wrap them around him is so strong.
'Like the sun and the moon. We will forever circle each other. He is my sun. The brightest point in my life. And I am the moon. Hiding in the dark, my light only a reflection of the far away sun.'
Why does doing the right thing have to hurt so much? But I cant-
“Do you really hate me that much?” he asks his head down, bangs over his eyes but I can still see his tears fall to the ground
**S**I here his breath hitch. But its a small victory. My shoulders slump, my head is bowed and tears fall from my face to the ground. I know I look pathetic but I don’t care. I can't care anymore. Caring hurts too much.
Why? Why did you leave?
Why? Why didn’t you tell me?
Why?! Why didn’t you give me a chance to fix whatever I’ve done wrong?!
“I just…. want to know why.” I whisper. I am so lost in my pain I don’t realize I spoke out loud. I fall to my knees. I only realize its raining after I fall in the puddle at my feet.
Why does this hurt so much?
A crack of thunder just as I finally realize why this hurts so damn much. I again don’t realize I’ve spoken out loud.
**N**
I don’t think I can stand this. I can feel my mask breaking. Its my last and only defense. And its failing. A crack of thunder, and my heart stops. “What did you just say?” I cant have heard right.
He looks up at me and eyes shining with hopelessness, he says to me.
“I….”
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