Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ It's Already Over ❯ Someday ( Chapter 17 )

Don't own Narutoor Someday by Crossfade

 

“Three members of the notorious gang Akatsuki, has been killed in crossfire between four ANBU members. They were identified only as Kakuzu, Hidan and Kisame Hoshigaki.”

 

Sakura picked up the remote and increased the volume as she jumped onto the sofa.

 

“The Konoha police alleged that Kakuzu and Hidan had come across police officer, Asuma Sarutobi, and after being asked to produce identity cards, Hidan shot Sarutobi point blank, killing him instantly.”

 

Sakura's eyes widened as Kakashi's words rang in her ears.

 

Akatsuki…they say it was an Akatsuki job…

 

“ANBU was called in after witnesses reported gun fire and they engaged in a shooting spree with the two gang members. However, they were joined by two more members, one of which was identified as Kisame Hoshigaki. Hoshigaki was killed with the first two members but his unknown partner escaped. However, Konoha police suspect that it is the Akatsuki's third in command, Itachi Uchiha.”

 

Itachi…Uchiha…disappearance of the clan…Sasuke

 

Sakura sat up abruptly, the sound of the television buzzing in the background as her ears gradually tuned out the noise. Her heart was pounding frantically as she grabbed the phone from the table. Dialling quickly, she pressed the receiver against her ear urgently. The rosette bit her lower lip nervously as she waited for the phone to connect.

 

“Hello?”

 

“Kakashi!”

 

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Fallen into pieces…

 

He leaned against the wall as he stared up into the sky. Glistening droplets of rain fell daintily as he ran a hand gently through his raven locks, eyes sparkling. The white shirt was now completely soaked and water trickled down his face, arching at the bridge of his nose as it continued its journey downwards.

 

Make a choice now…choose…

 

The soft patter of rain on the pavement echoed along the empty street. The broken man fell onto his knees, hands clenched painfully into fists. His vision blurred slightly as the rain glanced briefly across his eyes, or was it his tears he could not tell.

 

I can't…

 

Sasuke lowered his head as he placed both hands onto the ground. Breathing heavily, he could feel his heart racing with apprehension. The conflict, the turmoil, it was agonizing. He hated this, hated this so damn much.

 

Love? Or hate?

 

Lifting his hands face up, he stared at them in wonder. The relentless pounding echoed in his ears, his breathing laboured. Onyx eyes creased painfully as pain, regret, guilt and hate wormed its way into the Uchiha's cold heart. A hand moved upwards towards his heart, hesitating as the fingers touched the front of his shirt in front of it, before gripping the coarse fabric tightly.

 

A hysterical yet humourless chuckle erupted from the man's chest. Sasuke Uchiha, also known as SharinganWarrior, heartthrob of Konoha High and world famous singer, was now nothing but a crumbled wreck, a broken man. And all because of a girl. A girl who had unwittingly stolen his heart in the midst of chaos and turmoil. Standing up shakily, Sasuke ignored the downpour as he walked towards his car, a silver BMW.

 

Tortured eyes hardened slightly as they peered from underneath the long bangs. He was an Uchiha, an avenger. He could achieve the impossible, things that no man could ever hope to accomplish. Yet, he couldn't choose between two paths. One leading towards pain and destruction, one towards love and hope. It was ironic, really.

 

Grabbing the cap from the seat, he slammed the door shut and locked the car. Maybe a walk would clear his mind.

 

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“Yep, I'm working on it, don't worry Sakura.” Kakashi reassured the rosette before prompting, “In the meantime, why don't you um…think about your plans for tomorrow? After all, it is Valentine's Day.”

 

Sakura nodded slowly. “Yeah, you're right. But I think Naruto has to help Iruka sensei with something tomorrow…” Her voice trailed off.

 

A sigh reached her ears. “Well…” Kakashi conceded reluctantly, “I hope you have fun tomorrow anyway.”

 

Sakura glanced wearily out the window, watching the rain fall from the dark sky.

 

Heaven's tears…tears of sorrow…tears of pain…tears of regret

 

“Yeah, you too Kakashi, you too.”

 

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The raven's heart clenched as a lump formed in his throat. Gazing at the ornament, his footsteps faltered slightly. The necklace was platinum silver, but that was not what had caught his eye. The silver, heart shaped pendant hanging from it was gorgeous as it lay sparkling brilliantly under the light. It was slightly elongated with pink diamonds encrusted on the frame and Sasuke couldn't help but wonder what it would be to be able to put this around a certain rosette's neck on Valentine's Day.

 

His hand closed around the door handle hesitantly.

 

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Valentine's Day…

 

The man pulled his cap lower, so that his raven bangs pressed hard against his face, covering his eyes. He donned a simple black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, revealing a pair of muscular but scarred arms. Reaching up to his neck, his long, slender fingers gripped the silver necklace absently. Tracing the hollow silver fan hanging from the silver chain, he stared deep into his shot of sake as if he were drowning in his thoughts.

 

The Uchiha had sent the box to the rosette's house early in the morning and he still didn't know whether this attachment was what he wanted, what he needed. Was this how his life was meant to be? He didn't know, and a small part of him deep inside told him that he didn't want to know.

 

Sasuke gripped the cup tightly, brows furrowed in displeasure. He could not deny it. He was in love with Sakura, and this infuriated him to no end. He could not live like this, could not live in love and hate, yet he could not choose his path. In order to succeed, Sasuke knew that he could only live his love in hate, but that could not stop him from loving the annoying girl that he had met two years ago, and only just started to love. Fate was indeed very cruel. It had taken away his family, his clan and now, the only person who meant something to him.

 

Downing the sake, he exhaled deeply as he leaned against the bar. Music drifted slowly to his ears. Frowning, he turned towards the television perched in the corner of the room.

 

Someday I'll talk about it,
One day I'll mention it to you.
Someday I'll be over this,
And strong like you
I'm never changing,
I can feel this way for days and days
Look you straight in the face and fake my smile

 

I know this…

Take this hurt away,
Bring back yesterday,
I could say sorry,
In a thousand ways,
You won't let this be,
Without cutting me,
I can't put this bottle down,
As I watch this day fade into night

Eyes widening ever so slightly, he realized that he was staring at a music video of himself.

 

My blessings,
My faults,
I've learned all the lessons,
That cannot be taught,
Any abuses,
That I've brought,
No more excuses,
I want a new start

 

Sasuke remembered the song. It was written two years ago, just before he met…Sakura...

With all our lies
There's no wondering why
Things aren't working anymore
But now I'm feeling fine,
Flying higher,
Got the chance to start again.

 

But the Uchiha knew that it was all a lie. He would never get the chance to start again, and damn, he was far from feeling fine! Eyes narrowing dangerously, his grip tightened and he could actually feel the small cup give way slightly. Not wanting to draw attention to himself, he released the cup and stood up. Feeling for his wallet in his navy blue Evisu jeans, he extracted a few bills and threw them on the counter.

 

Standing up slowly, he surveyed the bar. There were groups of men huddled in the corners, smoking profusely as if their lives weren't short enough. Out of the corner of his eye, he could also see two scantily dressed girls surrounded by young men, all who were offering to buy them drinks. Sasuke scoffed. What a bunch of pathetic losers. Suddenly, a flash of black and red caught his attention.

 

Peering from under his cap, Sasuke stiffened visibly as he recognized the man's long cloak as an Akatsuki's. Black cloak with red linings running down the seams and patterned with red clouds, the raven could feel the murderous aura slowly ozzing out and radiate from his body.

 

Perfect…time to find out where Itachi is…

 

The Akatsuki member slipped out the backdoor and Sasuke followed him. Opening the door by a fraction, he could see the man glancing around before hurrying across the road. Allowing the man a few seconds head start, the Uchiha mirrored his movements.

 

The Akatsuki member slowed down as he reached a dark alleyway. Kneeling by the door, he flipped open a number lock pad located just beside the door and entered the code. Sasuke smirked slightly. Although it was too dark for him to see, Orochimaru had trained the Uchiha to recognize the sounds of the buttons, not to mention the fact that the alley was so silent that every bit of noise could be heard extremely clearly.

 

The Akatsuki member closed the cover and melted into the shadows. After a while, the younger Uchiha did the same.

 

Sasuke knew that he could be walking straight into a trap, but this was too good an opportunity for him to pass up.

 

It doesn't matter, I won't die before I kill Itachi…I am…an avenger…

 

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The doorbell rang. Trudging towards the door, the girl rubbed her eyes sleepily. Gazing blearily at the man at her door, she wondered what he wanted. The man held out a clipboard and a pen.

 

“A package for Miss Sakura Haruno.”

 

Sakura nodded dumbly. “I am Sakura Haruno.”

 

“Well, would you please sign this?”

 

Sakura compiled and in return, received a small parcel. Bidding the man a good day, she closed the door lightly and shuffled into the living room. Flopping onto the sofa, she weighed the parcel in her hands curiously. Setting it onto her lap carefully, she was taken aback at the fact that there was no address or name of the sender. Puzzled, she opened the parcel. Inside was a small, square, velvet box with a small piece of paper stuck underneath it. Sakura's heart fluttered in anticipation. It couldn't be from Naruto, he preferred to give her gifts in person rather than through the post. Racking her brain furiously, she huffed slightly as she gave up guessing.

Pulling the piece of paper from the box, she flipped it over. There was nothing written on it except for the initials SU. The rosette looked up bewildered. SU? Who was that?

 

Setting the note aside for the moment, her fingers undid the clasp and opened the box. Inside was a beautiful necklace with a silver platinum heart shaped pendent, the frame which was encrusted with pink diamonds.

 

SU…

 

Her eyes widened as realization hit her.

 

Sasuke Uchiha…

 

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