Dead Tomorrow
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Pairing --- Sasuke -x- Sakura
Genre --- Romance/Tragedy/Angst
Type --- Dark
Location --- Konohagakure
Rating --- M
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Uchiha Sasuke --- 16 ((First Half)) 29 ((Second Half))
Haruno Sakura --- 16 ((First Half)) 29 ((Second Half))
Uzumaki Naruto --- 16 ((First Half)) 29 ((Second Half))
Haruno Shishu --- 5-13 ((First Half)) 15 ((Second Half))
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Author's Note: Heyya everyone !! haha, this is the alternate ending to: Dead Tomorrow ; so i hope you all enjoy it and again. NO HAPPINESS XD
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Chapter VII --- Where Filth Remains
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"If you fight me; you'll die."
Kusaru sent him a bored look.
"You'll be dead first."
And he lunged for the elder male, trying his hardest to land any sort of damage to him. Although it was rather hard when he was moving with such stealth.
"Your too weak."
Kusaru threw a single kunai his way.
"Shut the hell up!"
And the battle began.
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She was going to find him.
She was going to bring him back home where they could return to their daily lives and forget about.. everything. And that included Sasuke.
But.. what if she did find Shishu.. maybe he had changed. If he had, than maybe he wouldn't welcome her back into his life. He had been gone for too long and this was slowly killing her inside.
Shishu had left the village two years ago.. So what he taken him so long? Why didn't he try to contact her; or maybe he just hated her too much to even look at her.
That had to be it..
'I don't care.. I'll still love you.'
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He had watched her leave. Didn't say anything though. He wanted to find out where she was running off to in the middle of the night.
Securing the white cape at the front, Uzumaki Naruto, 6th hokage, left the village after Sakura had.
'Where are you going, Sakura-chan?'
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"Hitomi-hime, I-"
She held out her hand, "Please, just call me Hitomi."
Shishu nodded his head.
"Hai."
"I was worried- about you that is.."
Shishu looked at her; his gaze solemn.
"I can take care of myself."
She shook her head.
"I know, it's just.. I can't help worrying when your gone."
He chuckled.
"What's so funny?"
He gazed at her elegance.
"You."
She looked away with her nose high and her lips tightly pressed together.
He laughed again. A child's laugh.
"You constantly drive yourself insane with worry."
She opened one violet eye to peer at the boy sitting next to her.
"Hitomi-chan.. If your not worried about my well-being than; what is it?"
She opened the other eye as well.
"Well.."
He continued to watch her; knew he was making her feel uncomfortable under his watchful gaze.
"Its just that.. One day you may not come back.. And-"
"What?"
She drew in a deep breath.
"And.. forget about me.."
He stayed still, reaching for her trembling hands; "I'll make you a promise."
She nodded slowly.
"As long as I'm still living; you'll remain."
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He recalled that day.
What a fool he had been for falling in love with that girl from the lightning village. He was a hopeless idiot and love would get him absolutely no where.
"Stop daydreaming and fight!"
Kusaru dodged the long katana poised in front of Uchiha Sasuke. He growled deep in his throat and ran forwards at an incredible speed. Though, Sasuke watched his every move and jumped high into the treetops.
"Get down here you bastard!"
Sasuke chuckled to himself. His son was an utter fool. He saw right through that fake outer shell of his; because inside was a crying child.
'His' child.
Sick-fucker son.
Sasuke left the shading trees and jumped at Kusaru; blades connected and both fought for dominance and power.
Pushing away from each other, Kusaru was the first to reciprocate and throw fluid attacks every way.
It wasn't enough. Sasuke was much stronger. He would have to find another way.. A weakness but.. did such a man have any weaknesses?
No.
He stopped moving for a moment. His body was starting to fail him.. again. That's when Kusaru found an opening and attacked; Sasuke had different plans and just barely got himself out of harms way.
He rolled to a stop and watched for Kusaru's next attack.
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She had seen Sasuke first.
"Sasuke!"
About to take a step forwards, the cloaked figure turned to the pink haired woman, sick smile present.
His sick smile.
"What? No hello?"
Sakura looked down, she just couldn't stand to look at that deceitful face. How could something so gentle become so hopelessly corrupted?
"Your.. not my son."
She heard him laugh in disgust.
"Your son was weak; A lost cause."
Bringing herself to finally gaze into Kusaru's face, Sakura smiled a sad, dead smile.
"So.. your the new member of Akatsuki."
The young male began to take short strides towards her.
"Is that a problem, Okasan?"
He was.. different. More different than she would have ever imagined. And she had been right; he didhate her.
From afar Sasuke watched the two converse, all he wanted was for Kusaru to die; he didn't care what happened to Sakura.
Attaching a paper bomb to the end of a kunai, Sasuke tossed it with great ease between the distance separating mother and son.
'Damn!'
Acting quickly, Naruto came out of hiding and managed to get Sakura out of the way just in time.
"Are you okay?"
Sakura's eyes were wide, tears had already begun to fall and roll away from her green orbs.
"Sh.. Shishu!"
Naruto held her down against the dirt, "Stay here." It was a strict order.
Once the smoke and dust subsided, there stood a perfectly fine Kusaru. He laughed and laughed.
"So nice of you to join us, Naruto."
He looked beyond the wreckage and sure enough he saw Sasuke scampering away in obvious pain.
Running at Kusaru, the hokage snuck around him and sped to where Sasuke was escaping to.
His eyes narrowed and he gave one last look to his mother.
"Pathetic."
And he chased after the two.
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She was dazed.
She was losing her mind.
Her body was shaking.
Slowly she stood up, shakily she held onto the tree for support and bravely she ran to where the three men had disappeared off to.
She was the only one who had any chance of saving Kusaru from himself.
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"Get back here you bastard!"
He hacked; blood fell from his sinned mouth and stained the ground. Leaving a trail behind.
Sick-fucker blood.
All of a sudden, Naruto was in front of him, blocking his path to salvation. Glaring, Sasuke preformed the Uchiha clan signature jutsu. Flames erupted from Sasuke and spewed for Uzumaki Naruto.
Lazily dodging the fire, Naruto equipped himself with a kunai and went in for the kill. Sasuke.
Through the pain, Sasuke smirked. He attacked to the best of his abilities but he didn't have much time to spare and therefore he would have to cut this match shorter than he would have hoped.
Landing a kick to Naruto's gut, he went flying backwards and deeper into the forest; uprooting trees and finally stopped when there was nothing more for him to crash into.
He narrowly missed the shuriken coming his way, instead of moving, Sasuke used the blade of his katana to block the sharp weapons.
The battle became heated and just as soon as it had begun, it was going to end.
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"No.."
She couldn't bring herself to scream anymore, instead, Sakura ran as fast as her legs would carry her.
He was intent on killing Kusaru.
She could tell by the look in his eyes.
"Stop it!"
They didn't pay her any heed, just kept on fighting and she knew.. that if Kusaru didn't back down, he would die at Sasuke's hands.
They came to a clearing now, near a cliff side. Sakura was becoming frantic and her heart was beating faster and faster.
"Sasuke! Shishu! Stop!"
Her eyes widened a fraction but she forced her body to move forwards, racing towards the fighting duo. She saw the edge of the katana gleam in the dull moonlight and she lunged..
When temptation becomes too strong
Will he give in?
Red.
His favoritered blood.
Staining.. everything.
The warm substance wet his face, making him smile.
A sinister smile.
The blade had gone through. Puncturing out the back, staring Kusaru in the face. He stayed composed; not moving a muscle.
Mother's blood seeped through the front of his clothing; made his skin crawl greedily.
She fell to the ground. Her own blood staining and consuming everything it came in contact with.
He lies even to his own reflection
"Shi.. Shishu.." She called out blindly.
He stayed still, feet rooted to the rocky ground.
But.. when he went to look at his father, he found that he was limping away from the site, katana strewn on the ground.
Suffocating in her blood.
"..Smile for.. mama."
Still, no words left his throat. And that frown stayed exactly as it was.
He could tell that she was struggling to breathe, her lungs had been punctured and her heart.. bleeding to death.
He didn't care.
Two bodies so different
Same blood shared
He was an insect.. Just another parasite to be killed and no longer exist.
It was sick.. how he wouldn't shed any tears; no sympathy entered his body or mind.
None.
How could he watch her die in front of him and do absolutely nothing. Kusaru watched her. Almost in sick amusement.
"You should have stayed in Konoha."
The skies rumbled with the threat of a storm.
She was suffocating; her throat tightening and her lungs working harder just to gain an ounce of oxygen.
Her gurgling wasn't ignored.
He breaks when faced with the truth
"..Shishu-aisuru.. smile.."
He looked at her, his knees digging into the ground, hands fisted tightly.
Slowly, she smiled and brought her hand to where her crying heart was located.
"Mama will always.. be right here..."
The skies roared.
The ground rumbled.
Her eyes cried with the sadness that she had been harboring for so long. She protected Kusaru out of motherly love.. She pondered on whether he would do the same for her.
Large emerald pools gazed up at the colour stricken skies.
They were crying too.
When desire arrives he'll greet it; smiling
Does he know when to stop?
"Your so broken, Okasan."
The tears trailed down the sides of her face. Her hair; pink hair Kusaru used to adore so much, was stained in crimson.
The happy child that had lingered in his heart was slowly being ripped apart. Crying and crying until the tears became dried up. Not even that small voice could reach out to a fucker like him.
Because.. that child was dead now.
Dead like Okasan..
He watched her chest fall and awaited the rise again but.. it never occurred. And that is when his mind finally registered that she had died. Her last will to him was to smile and be happy again.
"I'm not even alive, Okasan."
He gently brushed aside the pastel strands of hair from her face.
Greed will welcome him and consume
The further he got away the more the pain increased; he didn't want to go down this way but.. it wasn't in his hands now..
Slowly, his eyes watched as the cursed mark devoured his body; stretching over the flawless planes of his flesh and disintegrating everything it had previously consumed in black ash.
Past the roaring of the thunder, Sasuke screamed an agonizing scream..
His last scream..
Legs.
Arms.
Abdomen.
Everything was being eaten away at a fast pace, leaving no more room for him to scream..
No sick-fucker scream..
And now.. he was gone
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In the ruins of the forest lay Uzumaki Naruto. In his unconscious state all he could do was allow a few tears to slip past his closed eyes.
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Flower withering in cruelty
Your rusty voice cries
She was in his arms now.
Her lifeless body was so light.
The rain fell down, beating against his cold skin. Washing all of the sinned blood from his body andhers.
He reached the edge of the cliff and when he looked down, only darkness was seen. It was probably a long way down.
He took a final look at the woman in his arms; broken woman. Woman of the FILTH.
He remembered those happy emerald eyes from when he was known as Shishu but now.. that child was gone. Along with the sleeping mother.
Kusaru brought his face to his mother's and placed a solemn kiss to her temple. Allowing his lips to linger on the dead skin a while longer.
And then.. she fell.
The same person with identical blood; he turns away
That smirk tugged and pulled at his lips and he couldn't help but laugh along with the cracking of the thunder.
"Filth will always remain at the bottom."
From there, Kusaru turned swiftly on his heel and walked away from the death scene. Awaiting to find his newest victim to corrupt.
As he traveled for the nearest village, Kusaru let his eyes following the rising sun; signaling a new day about to come.
Tied around his frail wrist was cloth with red stains adorning it.Mother's sad blood stains; so that he would always remember.
Because in reality.. he was just another walking corpse.
A rotting body just like his father's.
Kusaru was the filth.
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Goodbye..
My lovely mother.
You can no longer exist..
Mother.. I'll keep living for you.
In your filthy World..
Why am I a broken child?
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Author's Note: Yea xd I KNOW it was sad.. again. But this is a tragedy! So i hope you liked the alternate ending. And btw Kusaru kept a piece of her torn clothing stained in blood as a reminder of what happened that day.
He truly is a sick genius.
ALTERNATE ENDING!!
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