You Were Never Mine
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male › Naruto/Sasuke
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Adult +
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7
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Part the Sixth
Song: Lonely Day by System of A Down
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You Were Never Mine
By: Reyn
I’ve finally achieved ANBU status a mere nine days before your wedding. Are you proud of me? Do you even care? Of course, this means I will be out on a mission during your ceremony.
Not that it matters, since I didn’t get an invitation.
Tsunade baa-chan looked nervous during the meeting. To be honest, someone from ANBU Black-Ops should probably be doing this, but times aren’t all that peaceful and there are none to spare.
This mission came with terms. Terms like I’ve never seen before.
Terms that I would never like to see again.
But here I am, near the border of Fire Country, facing an opponent whose identity is also hidden behind a mask. We’ve been fighting for three days straight and the forest around us has been leveled out. We’re both exhausted and running low on chakra.
My opponent is skilled and meets all of my uncouth methods with determination rather than bewilderment. It makes me wonder if we’ve met one another without our masks before.
A large part of me strives to win this fight. Konoha is counting on me. Plus this person just plain pisses me off. But then there’s that smaller voice. The one that’s wondering if dying here is really such a bad idea.
I’m sure you’re familiar with this part of me. You’ve seen it in the past, during the several times you were truly out to kill me. The part that accepts death, as long as it’s by your hands…and your hands only.
With that thought in mind, I deflect what could be a killing blow. The injury may still prove lethal soon, but all I need is a little more time.
Gathering up whatever remaining chakra I have, I turn to face my opponent to make my last stand, only to find they’re not there. Looking around in confusion, I spot them above me, falling rapidly, katana in hand - glowing with what must be whatever’s left of their own chakra. Heh, sly little bastard.
Unfortunately, the world’s gone a little fuzzy. From the way my opponent is coming at me, I can tell they’re in the same state.
The problem? They’re in a better position than I am to win this.
That tiny voice overwhelms me, drowning out any unspoken promise I may have had to you. I am prepared to die. I’m just sorry it won’t be by your hands.
I launch my Rasengan just as I feel the tip of the katana pierce my flesh, only to watch my opponent fly to the side, hit by a brunt force that sends them crashing sickeningly into a tree.
My eyes squint, and from what I can make out, the other ANBU has been skewered on a broken branch. Dead.
I should probably be wondering how they got all the way over there when my attack should not have been at full strength, but right now, as my conscious is slipping away, I can only focus on the face filling my fading vision.
Is it normal to envision the one you love when you’re dying?
Sasuke…
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You Were Never Mine
By: Reyn
I’ve finally achieved ANBU status a mere nine days before your wedding. Are you proud of me? Do you even care? Of course, this means I will be out on a mission during your ceremony.
Not that it matters, since I didn’t get an invitation.
Tsunade baa-chan looked nervous during the meeting. To be honest, someone from ANBU Black-Ops should probably be doing this, but times aren’t all that peaceful and there are none to spare.
This mission came with terms. Terms like I’ve never seen before.
Terms that I would never like to see again.
But here I am, near the border of Fire Country, facing an opponent whose identity is also hidden behind a mask. We’ve been fighting for three days straight and the forest around us has been leveled out. We’re both exhausted and running low on chakra.
My opponent is skilled and meets all of my uncouth methods with determination rather than bewilderment. It makes me wonder if we’ve met one another without our masks before.
A large part of me strives to win this fight. Konoha is counting on me. Plus this person just plain pisses me off. But then there’s that smaller voice. The one that’s wondering if dying here is really such a bad idea.
I’m sure you’re familiar with this part of me. You’ve seen it in the past, during the several times you were truly out to kill me. The part that accepts death, as long as it’s by your hands…and your hands only.
With that thought in mind, I deflect what could be a killing blow. The injury may still prove lethal soon, but all I need is a little more time.
Gathering up whatever remaining chakra I have, I turn to face my opponent to make my last stand, only to find they’re not there. Looking around in confusion, I spot them above me, falling rapidly, katana in hand - glowing with what must be whatever’s left of their own chakra. Heh, sly little bastard.
Unfortunately, the world’s gone a little fuzzy. From the way my opponent is coming at me, I can tell they’re in the same state.
The problem? They’re in a better position than I am to win this.
That tiny voice overwhelms me, drowning out any unspoken promise I may have had to you. I am prepared to die. I’m just sorry it won’t be by your hands.
I launch my Rasengan just as I feel the tip of the katana pierce my flesh, only to watch my opponent fly to the side, hit by a brunt force that sends them crashing sickeningly into a tree.
My eyes squint, and from what I can make out, the other ANBU has been skewered on a broken branch. Dead.
I should probably be wondering how they got all the way over there when my attack should not have been at full strength, but right now, as my conscious is slipping away, I can only focus on the face filling my fading vision.
Is it normal to envision the one you love when you’re dying?
Sasuke…
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