SasuNaru - His LoveLess Night (Yaoi) // 4. Mistakes

More moaning could be heard but this time, it was different. Small sobs were made and distinguished from Naruto, sniffling every now and then. Sasuke looked down at him and removed himself slowly from his insides. The fresh cum was still oozing out from Naruto and leaking out onto the grass below. Sasuke got up and walked over to where his clothes had been thrown earlier and got dressed slowly almost immediately. He furrowed his eyebrows and pulled out a shuriken from his top, throwing and slicing the rope in half. At last was Naruto free to move around of his own will. He quickly removed the blind-fold and threw it as far as he could (though since it was so light, didn’t manage to fly too far) and continued his sobbing. Sasuke stood by a nearby tree with his hand placed gently against its trunk, back turned at Naruto. There was silence between the two if you didn’t count the sobs from Naruto and the peeling of tree bark from Sasuke.
“Why. . .Sasuke. . .?” Naruto sniffed. He covered his face with both hands and let the clear liquid spill from his eyes. “Tell me…what did I do to deserve this. . .”
At last Naruto was regretting it. Now he wished that he had never seen Sasuke, never spoke to him, never have even met him. All feelings towards him have been shattered and blown away, just like that of the falling petals of an almost dead-flower.
“I-. . .I wish that I’ve never met you. I wish for all this to not of happened. I wish. . .I wish for your non-existenc-. . .”
“NO! Please, Naruto. . .I’m. . .” Sasuke said, turning around to face Naruto again. But before he could finish off his last word, Naruto had gotten up and thrown the Shuriken right back at him. The metal blades hit him right in the chest, a little left from the centre. The cut wasn’t deep, but it was deep enough so that it would leave a mark forever.
“I-. . .I hate you, Sasuke. I hate you so much.”
The words ran through his head over and over again, hitting him harder than the Shuriken had just done, more than anything had done.
Sasuke’s eyes widened as he starred back in horror at Naruto whom was sobbing harder than ever. Trickling down Sasuke’s left eye was a thick and red substance. A stream of blood slid down the side of his face and onto his chest, onto the new wound of his. His Sharingan was soon deactivated and his eyes returned to their normal dark colour. The blood continued to trickle down with Sasuke soon giving Naruto a small nod of the head, turning on his heels and walking away. The quiet whistles of the winds filled his ears and the sobs of Naruto, still lying on the floor half-undressed. Before he left, the Uchiha tilted his head ever so slightly over his shoulder and breathed out slowly.
“Farewell, Naruto Uzumaki.”
And with that, Sasuke pulled the Shuriken out of his chest and threw it to the ground with much force. He disappeared behind a large boulder with a puff of white smoke, reappearing on top of an empty hill. Naruto lay on the ground for the rest of the night with his hands over his face, simply crying. Chakra was soon gathering in big amounts, soon forming a human shape. The person was wearing an Akatsuki cloak (a black coloured cloak with red clouds upon it) and wore an orange-coloured mask, hiding his true identity.
“Henh. Konohagakure has already been destroyed. Yours and Naruto’s friendship has been broken. Isn’t it great, Sasuke-kun?” Tobi asked menacingly. It seemed that this was all apart of his plans, and he had succeeded. Sasuke made a tight ball with his fists and grinded his teeth together angrily. He didn’t reply to the question but instead, yelled out in anger.
“You. . .bastard. . .I didn’t mean for it to end like this,” Sasuke said in an angry tone.
“Well, what’s been done has been done. We can’t change our plans now, right?”
Not wanting to believe his words, Sasuke shook his head in disbelief. It’s not like he had a choice anymore, no? Not a moment had he wanted to really hurt Naruto. If he knew that it would’ve ended up in the end like this, Sasuke may never have followed Tobi’s words in the first place.
It was only just yesterday that the two were alone, talking over the heart-less plan. If only he didn’t listen, if only he’d ignored Tobi. . .things may have turned out way differently.
For over the past two – three years, Sasuke never once loved Naruto less. Not once had he been through a night without thinking of the blonde-headed ninja. The pain it caused Sasuke, the agony, the torture. For he longed to see him and talk with him, train with him like in the old days. But no, everything had changed. He needed to avenge his family and kill his brother, Itachi. But that was all a lie. It was never even him. Everything became clear after Tobi explained things, but how did he know all this? How could a man whom he’d never seen or even heard of know of such things? Sasuke was itching for the answer but could not bring himself to ask. His knees soon gave in as he fell to the ground, bloody-tears running down his face. Sasuke looked towards the moon, the same moon that Naruto was lying under.
“Naruto. . .I’m. . .sorry. . .”