After the rain

Bitter sweet memory
Of a love we had before
Blinded by sanity
What's behind this crimson door?

What happened to my eyes
Incapable of seeing signs
There's just one miracle
That's left of this love

After the rain
I still see heaven crying
After the rain
I still feel no relief
Cause everything we used to be
And used to feel
It all becomes so frightening real
After the rain

Rainbow skies turned to grey
Ever since we lost our smile
Innocence gone astray
Since the day we said goodbye

What happened to our dreams
Aborted in this dried out stream
There's just one miracle
That's left of this love

Cinema Bizarre - After the rain

SasuNaru(Hina)

Warning: death; blood; shounen ai

Reading: Story teller - Naruto's point of view - Sasuke's point of view.

Chapter I

It rained. Dead corpses were mixing to the ground, mud and blood.

Months had passed in a blink of an eye and the war seemed far from the ending. Both sides had lost a lot of people.

Why was that again?

Nothing could fill the answer of such lost.

Sakura had no more tears to cry over people dying under her hands, nothing could have been done.

What about Naruto, you ask.

Well, even our hero was facing problems to stand himself up to this situation.

He was not feeling himself anymore. After what happened three days ago, he had lost part of him; he was feeling a bit emptier now. That moment, not even the Kyuubi came to bother the poor blonde.

"It was all so fast" he told himself, still not believing he had lost one of the most precious people in his life.

Hinata.

She couldn't have done this for me. She couldn't have done this to me. Not now, oh Hinata, why?

"I asked you why you had thrown yourself in front of me, you couldn't answer, you just smiled at me and I still saw that little blush you always had when talking to me, that was the last one you would show me. If only I could have told you..."

Ever since Hinata confessed to me, I ended up caught myself thinking of he. She was so cute, so strong. She couldn't have died.

Hinata was the girl I was willing to fall in love with, but I had no time for. Before I knew it, she was dea. I embraced her cold body through tears, I took the sword off her chest - it had gotten her heart - I didn't think of the blood covering our bodies now together in one last hug, a late one.

The culprit was long gone forever by Kyuubi's hatred reflex. I couldn't say goodbye, I couldn't say how much she means to me. That was the same with Ero-Sennin, but differently from him, Hinata died in front of my eyes and I did nothing to prevent that.

I should have been more cautious. I should have seen the damn sword coming in my direction. But I did not.

"I'm sorry"

I wanted to be stronger; I wanted to protect those I cared for.

"I'm sorry, Hinata. You'll always be a part of me".

I knew I couldn't just stand there forever; there was still that masked man and Sasuke. I hadn't seen them yet. I had to end this soon, before I lose more than I can take at once.

Naruto's head was spinning, but he wouldn't stop. He was physically recovered, but his mind, heart and soul were still into pieces.

After long five hours, he would find him, his rival, his best friend, his - Sasuke.

Naruto knew this moment would change his life and his life would change the world. Right beside Sasuke, was the masked man.

Sasuke seemed different to Naruto, so much darker, and the fox seemed much sadder than the raven could remember. The rain was bringing back bitter memories to the young men.

Nothing had been said. There was no need of words between those two. The battle began when a lightning hit the ground followed by a strong wind.

They mimicked their first and last serious battle, they were better, much better than they used to be, but they needed to do this that way.

The battle continued for hours, one would never give up to the other. The masked man was just watching. He was watching two powerful boys immersed on their own world and that was his chance to take action.

How many years that I haven't felt this way?

Naruto was the only one who had this effect on me. I was feeling strong, I was feeling great. The way every fist seemed to extinguish a bit of my hatred was something only the blonde could provide for me.

We were in our own world, nothing else mattered, there was only me and Naruto, both fighting for each other and for ourselves. I was so immersed in myself, in my stupid pride that I didn't notice Naruto acting a bit strange, he was not himself, not the same stupid dobe that would shine everywhere he went, that would be loud all the time and would never surrender.

I was looking at an old Naruto, somehow, defeated by something I didn't know.

I didn't want to win over him in these conditions. And here was I so wrong.

Sasuke was still the same, I could feel it. We were there together, somewhere far from the world that caused us so much despair and pain.

I loved him so much and this seemed the way I found to show him.

I would dream one day, I could confess through kisses and not fists, but that was good enough for me.

I was happy. For a moment, I let myself feel happy over all those moths of this nightmare called war. When the extremely happiness hit me I instantly came back to the real world.

The real world was rusty and then, in this rusty world I saw it.

The masked man going on an attack against Sasuke. For a brief moment I thought he would see that evil man. But he didn't, he couldn't, he was in that other world.

This time I wouldn't let someone I loved die in front of me.

I ran, I had no idea of what to do; all I was thinking was "please don't", "not him".

I came on time.

Having no idea what kind of jutsu I had just received, I fell. My head spinning but I wouldn't die. I couldn't, could I?

Actually I could.

Not even my EMSharingan could process what just happened. I was dragged to the real world by the shock of what I couldn't believe in.

That Madara guy would kill me, would betray me, he would, he would but a total moron stepped between us and took the attack that I should have received and I hated him for more than one reason.

I hated him for protecting me. I hated him for thinking I was this weak, but I was. And I really hated him for not being fighting seriously, he was that fast, but he wasn't showing his best to me.

I felt betrayed, I hated him for this and I hated myself for thinking I was strong, that I was so much better than him, he was only playing with me.

I saw him falling and taking Madara with him, unable to use that transportation technique but the blonde himself wasn't moving at all.

He couldn't be...no, he couldn't.

If he were to die, he should die under my hands.

Nobody else could take his life.

I sighed in relief seeing he was still breathing not letting the other man go. But he was going to die under that man... because of that man.

That man... I gritted my teeth in anger.

That man was dead.

I killed him in one right attack.

The rain stopped. I kneeled myself next to his body, he was hard breathing.

We looked at each other. "Why?" said in unison.

He smiled "My body moved on its own".

I was speechless. I looked around but nobody to be found. I shouted and cursed to the air. I was losing my rival, losing my best friend, losing my - Naruto.

Some km from that scene, a pink haired kunoichi was trying her best to save people's life. Suddenly, she felt her chest aching.

She had to stop to breath; she was dizzy with all the blood, all the corpses and the smell they produced.

She heard a screaming, nothing unusual at that point, but it was more than a screaming, that voice, she could never forget that voice... Sasuke's.

She started trembling, she had to go, and something was telling her she needed to go there.

It didn't take long for her to arrive where the young men were.

The scene was clear in her mind.

Sasuke had killed Naruto.

She trembled and shouted "why", she shouted "how".

He didn't listen, too lost. When he finally noticed her presence, he blinked. "Save him!"

She moved fast to the body on the ground, trembling "How could you?" she said sobbing.

He simply couldn't answer. Kyuubi should help, but that wasn't working. Sakura wasn't being able to save the boy, she was losing him.

I couldn't feel my body at all. I couldn't open my eyes, but I was feeling happy.

I could hear voices arguing, voices I would miss so much, and I was leaving this world. But before it, I needed to say some words to a raven so could I rest in peace.

I made and huge effort to open my eyes.

I saw Sakura trying to save me and Sasuke, lost in his silence.

I tried my hardest to speak. "Sakura-chan, please...let me talk... alone…with Sasuke". She said I would die if she stopped at that moment, but I begged "please...for a bit... alone".

She was sobbing hard when she left; I managed to say "thanks".

There was just me and Sasuke back in that world of ours.

He was confused, I asked for him to come closer and so did he. I rested my hand on his cheek, my chakra running out of my body and my body running out of time.

My blue eyes were looking at dark ones.

I smiled and used all the sincerity in the world to produce what would be my final words.

"Sasuke, I loved all my life, and I will always love you in eternity"

I wanted to burn his face in my mind forever, my eyes closing. I saw his face in despair, his lips moved but I heard nothing.

I smiled even more reminiscing all of our moments together but feeling sorry for the moments we couldn't have.

In the end, I felt his lips pressed on mine and my mind went blank...

The metallic taste on my lips as I kissed him would keep in my mouth longer than enough.

I felt empty when his hand fell off my cheek. I had no reason to live for. My revenge against the masked man would never bring Naruto back nor make me feel better. If only had I noticed my mistakes earlier, I was fool.

I didn't want to live anymore. If the blonde boy I loved backwere gone, I should be gone too. The dark could not exist without his light.

I had no time to stake the kunai into my heart, intending to die shakespearlly, my hand was caught by the man I once respected so much, Kakashi. He had a serious face, I could still read his masked expressions.

I was weak, physically, mentally and I had no reason nor will to fight back anything. He said I was condemned to live with the guilty of Naruto's death even if it were indirectly. My punishment was to live, to live for nothing, alone, without any expectation, any reason, any will, anyone... any Naruto.

My chest ached hard and I fell on the ground, crying, sobbing, screaming, shouting, going mad.

The little sanity that still existed brought me back after a long time. The pain I was feeling was beyond people's understanding.

For final, I passed out, waking up from a coma one year later.

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