Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Does it hurt? ❯ Emptiness colder then Ice ( One-Shot )

Does it hurt?

Silver moonlight streamed through the open window of a certain blonde ninja's apartment, white curtains floating in the warm breeze. Silence reigned save for the distant barking of a dog on the other side of Konoha. The tiny apartment was, for once, neat. The bed by the window was made and the drawers of the dressing table were closed, no stray pieces of clothing littered the floor and the desk was bare of papers or scrolls.

Down in the street, the shadows stirred as a dark haired teenager wearing the vest of a Chuunin strolled sedately down the centre of the empty road. His hands were shoved in his pockets while his head was bent, emotionless eyes staring down into the pavement. His pace was slow and aimless; he did not seem to be here for any particular reason.

A cream coloured cat ran along the top of the fence above him, pausing near the apartment window. The light breeze playfully ruffled the curtains once more, startling the cat which leapt off the fence and landed unsteadily on top of a trashcan. The trashcan was already precautious leaning to one side and, due to the added weight of the cat; it tipped and fell with a loud clang on the pavement.

The sound attracted the Chuunin's attention, who glanced up just in time to see the cat leap away and blend into the gloom of the shadows. Finding nothing more of interest there, the dark haired teenager seemed to suddenly realize his whereabouts when he caught sight of the open window. Uzumaki Naruto's Apartment.

A small smirk appeared upon his features as he silently leapt upwards and onto the window ledge. It wasn't until he'd landed quietly inside the room that he realized that the bed where the blonde ninja slept was empty. His smirk turned to a slight frown of confusion before his face turned impassive once more. To him, the room looked very different. Too different. The room looked bare without the masses of junk and clothing scattered around, too neat with the bed made tidy, too…big.

From what he could see, the rest of the room seemed untouched, The ripped posters where still stuck to the walls with previously chewed gum, the same desk and dresser still stood against the wall (though neither had junk littered all over them as they had once been) and the slightly spicy, Apple-ly scent of Naruto still lingered with in the room.

Suspicious of the lack of Naruto, the dark haired Chuunin gave a quiet sigh, moving towards the window once more to leave. However, the distinct fluttering of paper within the breeze from within the room caught his attention. Glancing around, he located the folded paper on the small night light stand next to the bed. A small china figurine of a ninja stood atop the paper, desperately trying to stop it from being blown away in the breeze. Half of the paper had escaped already from the statue.

Curiosity filled the youth as he took the paper from underneath the tiny ninja, replacing it before reading the messy writing scrawled on the front of the note.

-Sasuke-

With nimble fingers, he unfolded the note and held it before him, dark eyes beginning to read.

-Dear Sasuke,-

He was vaguely surprised at this, where was the usual `bastard' or `asshole' added on to the end of the name? Another smirk graced his features. Perhaps the idiot had grown up slightly in the five years they had been team mates.

-Guess what baka?-

Then again, perhaps he hadn't changed at all.

-I'm leaving Konoha! For good though, not a mission. Bet that surprised you, since I can't become Hokage if I don't even live in Konoha, but I've come to a decision. Being Hokage isn't everything to me anymore; my experience of being a ninja has made me realize some things. You helped me with these discoveries too, but since you're stupid you probably won't know what I'm talking about. So I'll have to explain it all to you.

First off, I've come to see that no matter how good a ninja I am or how important I become, people will still look down on me and act as if I'm trash, so I don't want to just be acknowledged anymore. I want to be loved. I've lived in Kohona all my life and I've never found love, Iruka-Sensi was the first to acknowledge me and care about me, but he doesn't love me. I know that Sakura-Chan will never love me, not even as a friend because she's only ever cared what you think of her. And you're just a bastard.

You're probably wondering what you have to do with all this, because you're too dumb to guess, but you have a lot to do with it.

We've been screwing around with each other since we were thirteen, when we started I thought you loved me, but I was really, really wrong. You never gave a damn about me, I was just you're little fuck toy, there for stress relief and when you wanted some free sex. You always treated me like I was nothing, putting me down and ignoring me except for when you wanted something, and even then you never asked, just took. After all, you're the `great Uchiha Sasuke' you don't need permission for anything.

I think that's part of the reason I used to hate you, when we were younger. I mean, when you look at it, we both started off the same way. Both of us ended up as orphans, families dead and no where to go. But you were the one they accepted, you were the one they wanted. And it wasn't because you were strong or kind or brave, it wasn't for something I could get so that they would like me, it was because you were beautiful. And what made it worse was that you never wanted it back, you didn't even care that people would die just so that you would recognize them. You're just a stoic, unfeeling bastard. And I'm still ignored and alone, I'm nothing to them. To you.

Tell me Sasuke, does it hurt to find out that you're not the only one who doesn't care anymore?

So, I'm going away, I'm gonna find my own happiness. Somewhere where no one cares what's inside me or about what happened to me before I showed up. So, Sasuke bastard, find a new doll `cause I'm gonna find love.


Naruto
-Konoha's ex number one hyperactive ninja!-

Trembling hands gripped the flimsy piece of paper within his hands, eyes wide with shock and realization. Suddenly, he released the note, letting it flutter softly towards the ground before being caught by the breeze and whisked out the window. The dark haired youth tried to leap after it, but already it had floated out and over the roof tops, gone forever. "N-naruto…" His voice was choked, a lump threatening to form in the back of his throat. "Naruto," Came his voice again, so alien sounding to him, "I do love you, I do…" The only creature he had been sure he loved had slipped out of his grasp, lost to him because of his own idiotic actions. He collapsed onto the blonde's old bed, weary and felling more alone then ever before. And for the very first time in years, Uchiha Sasuke cried.

End

[As always, I wear my mask.]

Author's notes: Oooh, scary isn't it. Yeah, I was angsting before this, it was written on a Tuesday, and Tuesday is angst day. Plus, I'd been watching every single Naruto episode I owned (yep, every single one from 1 to 76) which ended in the creation of this little monster, please comment and tell me what you think. Also, please tell me if I have made any grammar or spelling mistakes as this was very rushed, written before surfing. ^.^ Flames welcome.