Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Pieces Of Me ❯ Reanimate ( Chapter 15 )

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Drabble Fifteen

Title: Reanimate

Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, not me. I own nothing mentioned here.

Summary: His blood was pooling around his feet as he grabbed onto the sword with both hands. [SasuNaru]

A/N: Wow, so, um, this chapter is a little depressing, and also a little strange. Definitely different from the usual stuff, folks. Now, for this chapter, it could’ve gone one of two ways. I chose this way because the idea fit. ^^ If you want, I’ll sell you the pitchforks to maim me with. And review! Ja!

~*Reanimate*~

They had been sent to find Uchiha Itachi, but what they actually found was a blond drenched little brother with Itachi’s body at his feet. Itachi’s blood matted his hair, left streaks on his face. His eyes were blank; like he didn’t know the liquid was drying and crusting on his clothes. His face may have been void of any emotion, but that deranged smirk on his mouth told the whole story. If Itachi and Orochimaru were both dead, did that mean Sasuke was finally going to come back, and everything was going to be normal again?

“Sasuke-kun…” Sakura said softly, afraid of talking too loud or making any sudden movements. Sasuke’s grin widened as his darkened eyes lighted on the pink haired girl, and the sword in his hand gave a little jump. Sakura clutched her hands to her chest, and ignored the single tear sliding down her cheek. "Sasuke-kun, it's me, Sakura."

The pink haired girl took a step back as Sasuke advanced, and her eyes were drawn to the blood on his shirt. There was a maniacal glint shining in his eyes, like he hadn't quite recognized her. Dammit, she should've stayed with Naruto and the others! She shouldn't have went ahead of them!

"Sakura-chan!" Three more people burst into the clearing, and Sakura nearly died of relief as Naruto came to her side. The blond pushed her back lightly, then stood in front of her. Blue eyes roamed over the dead body of Uchiha Itachi, and then the blood-drenched figure of his once best friend.

For a long moment they stared at each other, dark against blue. Sasuke's eyes flickered in recognition-as brief as it was-before the dark haired boy lifted his sword, pointing it towards the blond’s belly.

"Naruto." The Uchiha said in a low voice, the dying sun glinting off the blade of his sword. His eyes flickered over to Kakashi and Sai in the back, who had slowly came up to stand next to the blond. "You will not interfere." Sasuke muttered in an indifferent tone, matching the blond's glare in front of him.

Kakashi moved a step forward, but Naruto's arm stopped him as he threw it out. "Let me do this, Kakashi-sensei! It's my job to beat his ass and bring him back." The blond dropped his arm, then clenched his fists at his sides. "This time I'll bring you back for sure, Sasuke-teme!"

"Hn." Sasuke sheathed his sword, then shifted into a fighting stance. Kakashi and Sai moved away reluctantly, as the blond tightened his headband and unzipped his jacket. He could feel the excitement crackling in the air, could feel the chakra traveling through him as he met Sasuke’s dull gaze. "I hope you're ready to die, Naruto. I may have failed the first two times, but I assure you, this time I will not. Let's go."

Naruto clenched his teeth as he rushed forward, metal clanging with metal as their kunai knives clashed. He jumped back and pulled a handful of shuriken out of his pouch, and threw them at Sasuke. The dark haired teen dodged them easily and rushed at the blond, taking a swipe at his jaw with the side of his hand. The blond dodged and aimed a punch at Sasuke's stomach, which was also dodged as the dark haired boy flipped out of the way.

Ugh, he's too fast! "Taju! Kage bunshin no jutsu!" Naruto yelled, forming the needed hand seals for the multi-shadow clone jutsu. A thousand clones of himself appeared on branches, the ground, surrounding Sasuke and himself. They went rushing forward as one, piling on the dark haired boy like they had Zabuza years before. Naruto was ready to let out a whoop of victory until his clones dispersed in flames, and Sasuke came out unscathed.

"Still pulling academy tricks, dobe?" Sasuke smirked, that deranged look in his eyes as he unsheathed his sword and swung it around in front of him. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, but when he opened them, they were red. "I think it's time we got serious. What do you say?"

"Heh. Whatever you say, Sasuke." The blond formed hand seals in front of him, focusing all of his attention on the red chakra buried inside of him. His nails grew longer, his teeth sharpened to a point, and his whisker marks grew darker, more defined. When he opened his eyes, they were also red, and his pupils had thinned out. He gave Sasuke a grin that showed off sharpened canines as a single tail swirled behind him.

Sasuke smirked right back, lifting his sword and swinging it lazily. "You're going to use kyuubi's power and not your own? This will be troublesome." The Uchiha rushed forward, and metal clanged soundly in the forest. They became blurs to the spectators still on the ground as they jumped about in the trees. Sasuke swung his sword as the blond flipped out of range, and threw a couple shuriken in the other boy's direction. The Uchiha effortlessly blocked them with his sword, and swung it again, knicking the blond's cheek as he tried to get out of the way.

Dammit, he can see every move I make! The blond dodged the sword again, and rolled out of the way to stop it from taking off his head. I've got to think of a way to outsmart him! I can't use Rasengan, because it'll take too long to do! He'd have killed me before I even had it completely formed! Naruto rolled to the side, swinging his leg out to sweep the other boy off his feet. Sasuke got his balance back quickly and angled the sword towards Naruto's neck, barely missing precious arteries. Dammit, that was too close! I can't keep dodging that fucking sword!

Sasuke's smirk broadened every time the blond barely dodged his sword, and he had knicked the blond on more than one downward swing. Blood was steadily oozing out of the cut on his cheek, and his jacket was torn in three different places. The Uchiha knew the blond wasn't going to last for much longer.

"Naruto!" Kakashi yelled from the ground, his face pinched with worry. "Naruto, let us help you!"

"Stay back!" The blond yelled raggedly, as he reached out to snag the Uchiha's wrist. He caught the other one-the one that was holding the sword-in his other hand, and aimed a kick at the other boy's stomach. Sasuke grunted and dropped the sword, staggering back a few steps. Naruto grinned victoriously as he wiped the blood from his cheek, and carefully took a step forward. “Is that all you’ve got, teme?”

“No.” In a flash of movement, Sasuke reached forward and picked up kusanagi. Quickly, before Naruto could react, the Uchiha thrusted the sword upwards. “I told you I would not fail this time.” Sasuke said softly, as blood splattered onto his hand. He forced the sword deeper into Naruto’s stomach, and gave the blade a sharp twist. The blond cried out, and spat up more blood.

“Te…me!” He bit out, feeling the world spin around him. His blood was pooling around his feet as he grabbed onto the sword with both hands, stopping Sasuke from pushing it any deeper. The blade bit into his palms, but otherwise it didn’t budge. Slowly, his eyes reverted to their normal hue.

“How does it feel to be killed by your once best friend?” Sasuke whispered softly, as he leaned close to the blond’s ear. He let his fingertips gently caress the whisker marks on the other boy’s cheeks. The Uchiha smirked dangerously as he gave kusanagi a violent tug, and Naruto screamed as the sword ripped at his insides. As if in slow motion, Sasuke gently pushed on his shoulder, and the blond went crashing through the trees.

“Naruto!” Kakashi leapt forward at Sakura’s scream, and caught the boy deftly in his arms. A dark eye glanced at the deep wound in the blond’s stomach, and he quickly motioned Sakura. “Heal him as quickly as you can! We can’t let him die!”

“What about Sasuke-kun?” The pink haired girl sobbed, as she knelt down next to Naruto’s body. Her hands covered with chakra, she placed them over her teammate’s stomach. He was bleeding profusely and she couldn’t heal him fast enough. “I don’t think he’s going to make it, Kakashi-sensei!” Sakura cried, as she futilely tried to heal the blond’s wound. There was just too much blood.

Kakashi looked up into the trees, noticing that Sasuke was watching them with a dull look. He’s probably waiting for Naruto to die, the Jounin thought savagely. Growling, he hopped from branch to branch, until he was standing on the same one as Sasuke. The Uchiha barely spared him a glance.

“Itachi!” The silver haired man ground out, blue chakra swirling about his hand as he glared murderously at the man now standing in front of him. His Akatsuki cloak fluttered about him listlessly. “That body down there-your body! That’s Sasuke, isn’t it?”

“My, my, Kakashi, you’re a little slow on the uptake.” The older Uchiha let a maniacal grin spread over his face as he nodded his head towards the three spectators still on the ground. “After Naruto dies-which should be soon-I’ll kill you. And then I will kill the other two.”

“You sick, twisted bastard.” Kakashi growled out, the blue chakra surrounding his hand lashing out at his biceps and left leg.

“Quite.” Itachi said noncommittally. He let his gaze drift away from the enraged man towards the blond still in Sakura’s arms. The Uchiha sighed dispassionately when the pink haired girl screamed and desperately clutched the obviously dead blond to her chest. “Well, now that he’s dead-“

“Itachi!” Kakashi roared, rushing forward with raikiri blazing in his palm. Itachi made a sudden move, twisting to the right and thrusting his sword-

“No!” Naruto screamed, bolting upright in his bed, breathing heavily. He clenched his fingers in the blankets surrounding him as he tried to get his heart rate under control. Calm down, moron. It was just a dream. Itachi’s dead; he can’t hurt anyone anymore. Sighing, the blond ran a shaky hand through his hair and finally felt himself calm down. “It may have been a dream, but it sure as hell felt real.” The blond put a hand to his stomach, right over the place where Sasuke-no, Itachi-had impaled him. It fluttered nervously.

“Hmm? Naruto?” Said a sleepy voice next to him, as a soft weight was added to his shoulder-Sasuke’s head. The Uchiha gave a gentle yawn and found the blond’s hand, his fingers clenched in the blanket. “What’s wrong, dobe? You’re shaking.” Sasuke kissed the blond’s shoulder, trying to coax him into talking.

“I had a dream about Itachi.” The blond mumbled, his voice still shaking.

“Oh.” The dark haired boy pulled Naruto into his arms, placing a tiny kiss on the top of his head as he lay them back down. His hands went to the blond’s back and rubbed it comfortingly. “Itachi’s dead, Naruto. There’s nothing he can do to anyone anymore.”

“I know.” Slowly, the blond settled into Sasuke’s arms, and wrapped his own around the Uchiha’s waist. But he still couldn’t shake the chill that the dream had given him. “Sasuke?” He whispered, uncertain, sure that that dark haired boy had fallen back to sleep.

“Hm?” The Uchiha mumbled sleepily.

Naruto shifted awkwardly in his arms, and lay his head on the other boy’s arm. “It’s nothing.” He finally mumbled, as he tried to close his eyes to sleep. “I just wanted to say…that I love you.”

Sasuke’s mouth lifted into an amused smirk. “I love you, too, dobe. Now go back to sleep.” He wrapped his arms tighter around the blond’s shoulders and kissed the top of his head. Even when you’re dead, you bother him, Aniki. I guess I’m not the only one, then.

~Owari~