❀ - “How pathetic...” He laughed, staring at the blond in front of him. “You always were weak...” Lips curled up into a wicked grin as he ripped his chidori hand out of Boruto’s chest. “Goodbye loser...”
Boruto was dead. And he killed him.
Sousuke was covered in blood at this point, but none of it was his. His eyes automatically shifted into a mangekyou sharingan. Grabbing onto his head he blinked a few times as he slowly snapped out of it for a moment. “What....” His eyes widened quickly at the sight of his dead friend on the ground. As he looked at the blood covered his hands he soon after let out a loud scream. What did he do?!
The boy could hardly breath but he ran anyways, tripping every so often. Tears streamed down his face in a panic he ran to the closest river, washing off all the blood he could get. Why did this happen? Why did he kill him? He could hardly remember anything. But for some reason he felt the urge to kill again.
As he held onto his head he let out heavy breath following by grunting. It hurt, why did his head hurt so bad? As he looked down in the water he noticed the change in his eyes which caused him to fall back with fear. No this wasn’t what he wanted. He didn’t want any of this. How was everyone going to act? No one would accept this, he couldn’t live in the village peaceful anymore.
Soon after Sousuke returned to his empty home only to pack a bag and change clothes. He couldn’t tell anyone he was leaving, if he was going to do it, he had to do it now. Once he made it to the village exit he stared at the village with a frown. “I’m sorry everyone...” He muttered under his breath before leaving.
