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Scrolls	By : KeelarChan Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 971 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Oh wow, so long time no post. I’ve had this sat on my computer for ages, I was going to modify it a bit but I liked it as it was so it‘s not exactly canon. I don’t think there’s any spoilers for those that follow the anime, but as a warning there may be spoilers. I’m going to be trying to write more as I have a bit of free time as I’m not at University at the minute, but no promises.
Warnings: Deathfic, angst, generally a depressing story. A bit of boy love if you squint.
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The cell was tiny, windowless, a steel door was the only escape and it was heavily guarded. They had put him in chakra suppressors, not that it mattered, if Sasuke Uchiha wanted to escape he would.
The Hokage herself had escorted him here, he’d been blindfolded, he had to admit that it was a clever idea but then again the Hokage was hardly a stupid woman. Once he had be secured inside the cell she had allowed the blindfold to be removed.
Sasuke had studied her briefly but she wouldn’t look at him, couldn’t look at him. He wondered why she hadn’t just killed him instantly instead of going through the ridiculous trial for months. He knew she wanted to more than anyone else in the entire village.
She pointed to a corner of the room where an old box stood.
“He wanted you to have those.”
Her voice was strained, he guessed she was trying to not cry in front of him, not willing to give him the satisfaction. He smirked. Before he could respond however she turned on her heel and left him alone in the dim cell, the large door clanged nosily behind her.
He examined the box slowly, expecting a trap or some stupid prank so very typical of Naruto. Instead all he found were old dusty scrolls, they were numbered in messy handwriting. To stave off the boredom of his last evening he decided to read the first one.
Sasuke
I woke up in the hospital today. Sakura-chan was there, she cried. She cried for you bastard, and all I could do was smile and promise I’d bring you back, when all I wanted to do was cry too.
Is it wrong to say that a part of me is happy? When I close my eyes and hear your voice telling me I’ve become your best friend, it makes the beating worth it. To hear that acknowledgement is all I’ve ever wanted, shame I had to nearly die for it.
What would you have done if I’d died Sasuke? Not that I’m that easy to get rid of.
It doesn’t matter. I’m alive and I’m coming for you.
Believe it.
Naruto
Sasuke let out a snort of derision. Naruto so fearless, so determined, so sure of himself, so very dead. Although, Sasuke considered, maybe Naruto had achieved his stupid goal, he was back in Konoha after all and it was indirectly due to Naruto. Once news of Naruto’s death by his hand had reached his old home the village came after him full force, not that he cared by then he’d finished his revenge. He’d come back almost willingly.
With a sort of morbid fascination Sasuke reached for the next scroll.
Sasuke
I’m still in the hospital, baa-chan wants to make sure I’m fully healed. Stupid old hag doesn’t see that I’m fine!
I keep dreaming about our fight at the Valley of the End. Sometimes in the dream I beat you, in the good dreams, I drag your stubborn ass all the way back to Konoha. Then things are how they used to be, we fight and eat ramen together even though you pretend to hate it, we play tricks on Kakashi, you call me dobe and we get stronger together.
Jiraiya says I should give up on you. But I won’t, I’ll never give up on you Sasuke. Best friends don’t give up on each other. There’s just no way.
This is one bond you can’t break.
Naruto
Sasuke let out a sigh as he finished reading the second scroll. Naruto should’ve listened to Jiraiya and then maybe he’d still be alive. Naruto had the cheek to call him stubborn despite being told on countless occasions by himself and others to leace Sasuke alone, well he’d paid for ignoring their advice with his life.
He snatched up the third scroll, his curiosity overpowering him.
Sasuke I don’t know why I’m writing this. I’ll never send it, you’ll never read it. But it helps, you know? It feels like I’m talking to you, that I can finally say all those things left unsaid without a cold glare and a “Hn.” Or a Chidori piercing my heart.
I get so scared sometimes. That I’ll wake up one morning and not remember your face, that these feelings that consume me will be nothing but a memory. So I write, because it proves you’re real and I’m real and all these crazy emotions are real.
Each day I see Sakura-chan I see you too, knowing I failed her and you and myself. It kills me everyday.
Well guess what bastard, you’re not the only one who can get a Sannin as a sensei. Sakura convinced that old hag of a Hokage to teach her. I’m leaving Konoha for a while to train with Jiraiya, the pervert. I tell myself I’m going to become stronger for you, that I have to leave the village to become a strong shin obi.
No matter how much I tell myself it I know deep down that it’s because without you here, Konoha doesn’t feel like home.
Naruto
Sasuke didn’t react, he tossed the scroll to the other side of the cell. He didn’t care about what some now dead moron thought years ago. Didn’t care that he’d hurt the boy, didn’t care that even in his writing he seemed so determined to save him.
He didn’t care.
But, a treacherous voice whispered, you do care.
He picked up the next scroll.
Sasuke A part of me wishes you’d ran the katana right through me, that Sai had been too slow to stop you. Another part of me, the sadistic part, is just glad I got to see you again. Stupid purple bow and all.
It hurt though, it fucking hurt, to see you like that. So impassive when I’m so used to your anger. But through the hurt I’m impressed, you’ve changed and grown and you developed such amazing skills.
But all that does it point out my gaping flaws. You always did call me a dobe, I guess you weren’t wrong.
Don’t you find it ironic that for all our skill and power, we’re still only genin in the eyes of other ninja? Sakura’s surpassed us, the girl you ignored for being weak and the woman I wanted because I needed to feel like I could protect someone, she’s amazing Sasuke. I think, if you’d have stayed you’d have come to love her. She’s strong and she wouldn’t put up with your broody ass, perfect for rearing little Uchiha babies.
You remember the Forest of Death? Of course you do, you probably wouldn’t be with Orochimaru now if not for that damn forest. Heh, if I’d have walked out during Ibiki’s test we’d never have been able to be shinobi but you’d still be in Konoha. You’d have hated me until the day I died, but you’d still have been in Konoha.
Don’t worry about Sai by the way, your spot in Team Seven is still waiting for you, Sai’s just keeping it warm.
Naruto.
Sasuke felt sick remembering his and Naruto’s first encounter after he’d left. At the time he had felt only annoyed that the other man had found him and was still trying to bring him back, still not able to understand Sasuke’s cause. He had wanted to kill him, he thought, but that evening when he’d reached the hideout he’d felt relief and a part of him had felt grateful to Sai.
At the time he’d hated feeling that, hated the feelings of weakness and guilt. He’d squashed them eventually though, buried them deep down inside him and they hadn’t surfaced again.
Until now. Damn Naruto.
Sasuke
You’ve killed your brother. So why haven’t you come home?
I was so damn close…
Naruto
He ignored the tear stains littered across the scroll and quickly began unrolling the next.
Sasuke
Ero-Sennin is dead. I think I now know something of your lust for revenge. He may have not been my family, but he was like a grandfather to me in the same way you are like a brother. Losing that bond was agony and you went through it multiple times.
You probably know Konoha was attacked.
I understand now Sasuke. I understand the pain and hate.
I understand you, I just hope someday you can understand me.
Naruto
His head was swimming, understand Naruto? At the moment he couldn’t even understand himself. Couldn’t even remember why he’d killed Naruto, why it seemed so important and such a good idea.
Why? Why? Why?
Sasuke.
I didn’t lie. I’m glad I met you.
It’s a shame it has to end like this. You are and always will be my rival, my best friend.
And the man I love.
Naruto.
Sasuke couldn’t read anymore. It hurt, his chest hurt. He didn’t understand it. Even when the blonde haired man had lain dead at his feet he’d felt nothing, nothing but the sense of duty being accomplished, nothing but the feeling of revenge almost complete.
One scroll lay alone on the floor of his cell. His body reacted before his brain could stop him, grabbing the abandoned thing and unrolling it, body moving of it’s own accord.
But hadn’t it always done that where Naruto was concerned?
Sasuke.
Today I’m going to die.
I’m just happy it’s by your hands.
See you in the next life.
This was how it was always going to end.
Naruto.
Sasuke re-read the last letter, once, twice, three times? He lost count. The ink was smudged, another drop of water hit the paper, he didn’t notice. Didn’t care. What did it matter now? The only person he’d ever been afraid to show weakness in front of wasn’t around to see it anymore.
Still the laughing blonde crept into his mind, teasing him and his useless tears.
“Sasuke-teme the cry baby.”
Sasuke could only cry harder. ***
Dawn rose slowly over the horizon, Sasuke watched out of his cell window with relief. He heard the distant sound of footsteps coming from the corridor and knew it was time. The tears had dried up moments ago; unwilling to let the rest of the village see his pain. The scrolls were stored in his clothing, loath to let others see words that were only meant for his eyes.
The woman stood before him, nothing but hatred shining in her green eyes. He stared back at her, face betraying nothing. No pain, no despair, no relief that his farce of a life would soon be over. Grateful that he’d soon see Naruto again.
She was talking. He didn’t hear. His eyes locked onto a shimmering necklace hanging from the newly appointed Hokage’s neck, Naruto’s necklace. Bile rose in his throat, she was wearing Naruto’s necklace! Naruto should have it. His stomach churned. Why didn’t Naruto have it?
Because you killed him. Remember?
He guessed Naruto had given it her, if he wasn’t going to be Hokage who better than Sakura to rule the village? Naruto would be proud of her.
He followed her out of the cell. He walked through a maze of tunnels in a daze, knowing the execution would be public but not caring. He only cared about the strange ache in his heart and was thankful they were going to kill him because he couldn’t live with himself anymore.
He was on the stand without realising and Sakura was talking, the villagers eerily silent as she spoke of his crime. The great Sasuke Uchiha had murdered Leaf’s hero Naruto Uzumaki. He was going to die.
He blinked once.
Naruto, broken and bloody by his feet.
He blinked twice, willing away the image. Praying for a happy memory.
He kicked the corpse away, unwilling to let his victims blood sully his clothes.
He blinked three times, it didn’t stop the tear that escaped.
The corpse rolled onto it’s back, a gaping wound oozed blood from it’s chest. And yet the boy was smiling.
He didn’t notice as the kunai slashed across his through, didn’t even feel it, mind too busy torturing him with images of the Naruto he’d destroyed. Didn’t care that a village that had adored him were now celebrating his death, or that those that had hated Naruto now hated him for killing their hero. Didn’t care that the woman who professed to love him had handed his death sentence.
He felt his heart rate slowing. He saw Naruto in the streets waving and pulling stupid faces, Sasuke smirked at his antics as he went running towards the ramen stand. Naruto was fading, or were his eyes just closing? He could feel blood on his face, or were they just tears?
His body was falling, was he dying? He couldn’t feel any pain, surely there should be pain. Instead bright laughing eyes danced in his vision as his eyes finally closed and Naruto‘s voice rang in his ears. He only wanted Naruto, to join Naruto. To say sorry, to say he understood him at last.
Naruto. Naruto. Naruto.
“Sasuke,” There was laughter in his voice, laughter and love. “Welcome to the next life.”
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