Break these Chains

A/n Just a note to all my wonderful readers, current or new. This is right now a oneshot, though it has a possibiltiy of three chapters one already written (SMEX!) but this was all written while my muse kicked up a massive stink about the way everything is heading in the manga right now. IT"S JUST NOT RIGHT!! *sobs* Also written for Dazmo! Cheer up bud. So enjoy. Also is a gift for hitting 80 reviews on Never Perfect. Drop me a review and let me know if you want the 2 more chaps to finish it off or if it's a good ending here.


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“SASUKE!!!!!!”

The feral cry was the only warning any of the participants of the intense battle had before they were thrown away from each other. A massive wall of fire spilt into the cavernous hall and Sasuke was blocked from the rest of the room and from escape by the massive, roaring inferno that could not be penetrated. Mengayko eyes flashed with unbridled rage and stared out as a figure emerged from within the flames. Untouched by the fire, he walked through and into arms reach ignoring the danger such a position but him in. Golden bangs hid the features but the orange and black clad form was unforgettable and could be no other.

“You! Stay out of this!” Sasuke hissed in warning.

An arm, trembling like the rest of the sixteen year old’s body, lifted to swipe across unseen eyes before his face lifted. Red-fox eyes were revealed, and they glistened with tears not yet shed.

“You know, I thought I was supposed to save you. But now I’m told it’s our destiny to destroy one another.”

Sasuke’s rage receded at the soft words coming from the normally loud boy, and his anger was swiftly replaced with confusion. “What are you talking about, idiot?” He demanded.

Naruto shook his head and ignored the cries outside the barrier he had created. “I was told, and I believe every word of it, that we are the product of what they have made us. Our destinies were made for us. Ask Madara Uchiha.”

At the sound of that name, the rage instantly returned and Sasuke wrenched Naruto to him by the front of his jacket, shaking the unresisting body. “He came after you?” the raven-haired nin growled, eyes narrowing with anger at the thought of his sole surviving relative.

Naruto’s smile was sad. “Sasuke. I want you to run. Run and never look back. Do you really want to die at my hands?” Quivering hands lifted slightly only to fall back limply to his sides. “Do you want me to die through yours? We’d take our whole world with us; it would be a battle on a scale never seen before. You and me, we could tear down the very fabric of people’s existence and end it all, for us and them, without even hurting anyone else physically.”

Sasuke gasped. Under his hands Naruto was forming tails, one after the other with a total lack of anger and in full control, with an almost peaceful smile on his face. “So, do you wanna do it Sasuke? Die here with me? Right now?” Sasuke’s chest ached as he released one fisted hand from the material to stroke a whiskered cheek, despairing at the pain and sad will in the red eyes. His voice cracked as he spoke in a tight, aching whisper.

“This is what I’ve driven you to? Us to? Death at the hands of the other?” Naruto’s red eyes never wavered from the other’s, but he leaned softly into the caress. Sasuke’s jaw clenched and around his eyes the skin was tight. “No! We will not die here. Come with me. We’ll run together and never look back.” Red eyes slid closed, holding in pain and tears, before opening again as one clawed hand rose to mirror his caress on an unmarked pale cheek.

“That’s not an option we have, Sasuke. Something would make one of us turn aside: your revenge, or my will to protect. Think about us Sasuke. You have lived on hatred. I would die for love. You leave, I stay. Everything in our very ethos is different. We were even born opposites. Look at us.” Pale skin touching tan, black hair against gold. “But the one thing we could never do was kill the other, or let each other be killed. Sasuke, let it end. Walk, run away! The wars will come and go. Let us stop being instruments and run! Be free of this cursed destiny laid out for both of us before our time. Fly as I cannot.” Tears were coming unbidden now to both sets of eyes. The ravens grip gentled, sliding up to grasp the others shoulders, as if to anchor them together in this sea of fire and black destinies.

“But what about you?” The raven’s voice was softer still, breaking down before Naruto’s will. A heart wrenchingly sad smile answered the broken question.

“I will endure whatever is dealt to me, as I always have.” Sasuke swallowed, surrounded by fire and destruction, holding a nine-tailed Naruto. He drew the blond ninja to him, pressing the others face to his shoulder to shield him in this tiny moment, taking in the other’s scent under the acid smell of smoke. Above the roaring din of the flames, if one listened, the sound of destiny’s chains being wrenched and breaking could almost be heard. Stepping back Sasuke soaked up the image of Naruto in what should have been his weakest moment, but never had he truly been stronger. The glory of the flames conjured by his will were roaring behind him, separating them both for the world’s harshness. He knew that soon those flames would come down and the world would burst over them both, drowning them under the force. His voice was strong, once more fired by the acceptance and determination he could see in the other.

“I’ll come back for you.” A shake of his head accompanied the smooth voice of Naruto.

“One way or another, Sasuke, we’ll meet in the end of it all.”

Sasuke made a silent vow then it would not be in death. Chidori screeched over the roaring flames as he blasted an exit in the wall, and within moments he was gone. Red fox eyes closed and the flames began to die down. When the lids opened again they revealed clear crystal blue irises.

“Let them have me, then. In your place.” Naruto was overtaken, and he was not seen again for a very long time.


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Ten long years had passed. Ten years of Ninja war, betrayal, and death. Sand fought a political war over the fate of the ‘traitor’, Naruto Uzamaki. Leaf government was opposed by its own people and defection was rife. But, dreams were coming true, now at the end of it all. The Ninja world was uniting, destroying the poisons from within. The original location of Leaf Village was abandoned by those that could not locate or free the imprisoned or slain Uzamaki. At the end of it all, the last holders of the corrupt Council had been caught and executed when no information on the lost Nin could be found or extracted through force.

The night of the final death within the half demolished village, a black figure was seen approaching the site where the last of the buildings had been blown away in a massive blast. Nobody disturbed the figure that was sometimes seen amongst the new Leaf village people, who were lead by Kakashi.

Often in the background, Sasuke Uchiha had fought for their cause, but never truly as one of them. Time seemed to have touched him the least. His hair was kept at the same length but he had grown a little taller. A scar rent the skin across one cheek under his eye from an attacker that had gotten too close, but little else was changed.

Hope for these people had become a foreign thing. No matter how much paper work they seized, or how many people they questioned, no information could be found on the fate of the man they all worried for. He had not been seen since the fateful day when he had simply allowed Danzo’s men to take him down and take him away. No sense of his charka was ever felt. Only a few people still hoped he would be found, alive or dead.

Only one man truly believed that Naruto was waiting to be found. Deep in his heart he knew that Naruto would not die unless it was by his own wilful hand. Sasuke believed Naruto to be alive because of the simple fact that he still lived as well. You could not have the night without the day. Night or day, he was seen sifting through the rubble, long after others gave up. He was like a ghost that haunted the ruins of what had once been a village. It was he who found the hidden passageway, and he who chose not to alert the others to the fact. Black eyes were without emotion as he entered the passage way, closing it behind him and lighting a torch from a small kanton. The passageway was carved into the rock of the Earth itself and it lead him down deep, deep in the bowels of the world and underneath what was left of the Hokage Monument. He carried on at a walking speed, and although sometimes the small tunnel opened out into natural cave it continued leading in one direction only. There were no exits, save the direction in which he had come. Two hours finally brought the trail to an end, and before the stoic man stood a steel door. It was locked and barred with everything that could be used to seal a chamber, from chains and a solid bar to a multitude of seals. All were created from this side of the portal, and they were obviously fashioned to keep something in, not out. It took the Uchiha long moments to release all the locks and seals, but he was calm, never rushing and sure in all his movements until finally the thick door swung inwards at his light touch, soundlessly opening. The halo of light from his torch flitted over scorched walls, flickering over loops laid into the walls, floors, and roof. They served to anchor chains. hundreds of them, that all lead to the centre of the room. There, a body was held aloft and spread eagled in the grip of steel. Strips of destroyed cloth hung off the muscled, broad frame; the ravages of time were not present here but seemed to have blessed it. The restrained figure was very much a man. Long, blond hair hung nearly to the ground, obscuring the face of the hanging head. Chains rattled as limp hands curled into fists, and the body drew itself up against the bonds. Pure, crystal blue eyes peeked from between the ropes of blond and a cheeky grin flashed pointed canines where the strands of hair parted. A deep raspy voice, hoarse from years of disuse, slid out to greet the other.

“What took you so long?”