You arrive at the scene and there lies Sasuke, bleeding out and holding onto the last thread of his life force. You rush over to his body, and right before he passes onto the next life, he smiles at you and mumbles the word "Usuratonkachi." (i dEmAND A SRS TH ING FOR THIS I DEMAND THIS D RABBLE)
Pupils dilated, the shock wracking through Naruto's lithe frame as blood seeped through the flismy fabric covering his legs. His heart drowned out the voices of people surrounding the two body. None of them mattered. A wave of pain pounded against his chest, callous hands clutching at the area, lungs burning, calling out for air.
But Naruto couldn't breathe.
Hands trembled underneath the moonlight that shone across Sasuke's pale features, his body unable to be controlled by even himself.
❝ѕαѕυкє тαℓк тσ мє . . . ❞
Strangled whimpers escaped his mouth, the world becoming less clear as Naruto's eyes began to over flow with tears. A hand fell onto his shoulder, the action causing the boy to jolt away from the contact, scooping up Sasuke into his arms.
ѕтαу тнє нєℓℓ αωαу ƒяσм υѕ!! he yelled, furious that none of these people knew him. None of these people had a right to be hre. None of them were allowed to play the good guy in this. How dare they even be here.
❝You can't leave me.❞ the tears fell down onto delicate features, Naruto rubbing them away with his thumb. Blood leaked out from his lips. When had he started biting them-? the pain wasn't there.
Realisation sunk in as the final words that left this bastards mouth replayed like a broken record,
A silent scream left Naruto's body, unable to make any sound. That didn't matter now. Nothing mattered now. How was Naruto supposed to survive without his best friend-
? What was he going to tell Sakura and Kakashi-?
What was he going to do, without him.
A sharp intake of air ensued, a loud scream piercing the air as Naruto continue to cry uncontrollably, his body shaking and his stomach sick, he gagged. Another wave of pain hit his chest as he laid Sasuke back down onto the floor. Curling himself into a ball beside him, the blond shook like a stray dog, his arm slowly wrapping around the side of the limp body.