Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Rebirth ❯ Hole in the Sky ( Chapter 8 )

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Warning- This fic contains heavily violence, blood, and sadistic ways.

 

 

 

Rebirth

Chapter 8

Hole in the Sky

 

 

          Sasuke hadn't been able to concentrate for a long while now. Ever since his last meeting with Itachi, his mind had been left with thoughts of his nii-san and his heart broken. He had been injured pretty badly in his last fight because he thought he had seen Itachi. He couldn't believe that he was now starting to hallucinate. Did he really have it that badly for his older brother? He just felt so dead inside. He had no one to blame but himself. He couldn't even blame Itachi. Sasuke had done this. His brother never once showed any kind of caring gesture to him. So why should he blame him?

 

          Sasuke rolled on to his back on the bed and stared at the light fixture on the ceiling. He couldn't believe he had let his brother get to him so much. He had never felt anything for Itachi but hate. Now… well, now he was broken and shattered. He only wanted, needed, cared, and craved his nii-san. His eyes closed as the tears threatened to fall again, but he fought them back. That's all he ever did anymore was cry.

 

          “Foolish otouto, you are so pathetic it's almost sad.” The deep husky voice of his brother's filled the room and he sat up quickly in his bed.

 

          Their eyes locked from across the room and Sasuke was almost surprised to see Itachi. He hadn't expected his brother to come to him ever again after their last meeting. Yet here Itachi was, standing in front of him with that cold stare. His heart jumped into his throat and his body started to shake.

 

          “What are you doing here, aniki?” He whispered.

 

          “Not happy to see me?” Itachi said flatly as he took a few steps forward.

 

          The moonlight from the window, now illuminating the gorgeous features that had been hidden in the dark. Sasuke's eyes soaked up the perfect image in front of him. Itachi seemed to look more beautiful each time they met like this, in secret.

 

          “I didn't expect you to come to me again.” Sasuke informed almost mournfully.

 

          “I'm not here for what you think I am.” Itachi's voice was barren and that scared Sasuke like nothing else.

 

 

          &n bsp;        Oh yeah, I've been here before

          &n bsp;        I can see it with eyes closed

          &n bsp;        Shadows that look like blood

          &n bsp;        Dead as far as the mind goes

          &n bsp;        Fear that comes from my head

          &n bsp;        Lives in the mirror

 

 

          Sasuke went to rise out of bed, but suddenly Itachi was sitting on his chest, cloak gone. He stared up in fear as he watched the eyes spiral to the Mangekyou. He tried to turn his gaze but his chin was grabbed in a biting hold. He felt a tear slip from the corner of one of his closed eyelids and he hated himself.

 

          “What are you here for?” Sasuke asked softly.

 

          “You will see soon enough.” Was the dead like response. “You are so weak Sasuke. You were supposed to hate me, despise me. Instead you go and fall in love with the murderer of your clan.” Itachi voice was laced with repulsion.

 

          Sasuke cringed at each word that was spoken to him by the man he loved. He wanted to deny it. He wanted to retaliate, but he couldn't. He had no defense for what was true. He was left stripped bare by the truth of his own sin. The tears continued to flow, but harder this time. He had never felt so little in his life and it was all because of a few words that his older brother spoke to him. Itachi had managed to tear him to shreds with a few short sentences.

 

          “Do you get off on making me suffer?” Sasuke asked dejectedly.

 

          A laugh filled his ears and he looked up at his brother in horror. Itachi only smiled at him and then Sasuke was falling into complete blackness. He hit the ground hard and he started to panic. Itachi had just sucked him into the Tsukuyomi. No, he couldn't do this again. He didn't want to have to experience this once more.

 

          The sky above slowly bled into the blood red with thick black clouds that hung heavily. Buildings started to form around him and slowly transfixed into the old Uchiha district. Sasuke's stomach turned and he thought he was going to hurl. Why did Itachi have to do this to him? He didn't understand how someone could be so evil?

 

 

          &n bsp;        Why won't you let me out?

          &n bsp;        Does the evil excite you?

          &n bsp;        Haven't you had enough?

          &n bsp;        Does the feeling control you?

          &n bsp;        Just when I think I'm okay

          &n bsp;        Shadows surround me

          &n bsp;        All of the monsters you are

          &n bsp;        I can feel in my head

 

 

          Itachi appeared behind him. He didn't see it but he felt it. He was surrounded by still bodies of all the clan members that had died in the street that night so very long ago. He was shaking but his body wasn't moving. He tried to close his eyes, but he couldn't. Itachi was controlling him completely through the jutsu.

 

          “Stop this, aniki…please… don't do this.” The last part came out in a breathy whisper.

 

          “No, you need to see this. I want you to experience what I had to that fateful night where the clan died in the blood stained streets.”

 

          “I don't understand.” Sasuke whimpered.

 

          “You will.”

 

          Suddenly everything went into motion around him. The Uchiha's were falling at his feet. He could feel adrenaline washing over him, with a hint of fear. Deep in his heart was resolve and that made him frown. He felt pain trying to bleed into him, but kept getting pushed back. He opened his mouth to question Itachi but no sound came out.

 

          As the bodies fell away, a figure stood in front of him. He couldn't make out the face but he was positive it was Itachi when he was younger. Sasuke narrowed his eyes trying to see closer to the shadowed face. He still couldn't make out the features.

 

          The scene changed and his mother and father were in front of him once more. His heart slammed against his chest painfully and then the sword was coming down, cutting through both of his parent's efficiently. Sasuke wanted to scream as the pain drove straight to the core of his heart. He couldn't handle it as he fought back the tears.

 

          The smaller version of him appeared in the room and the agony that tore through his body was so intense that he thought he was going to pass out from it. There was something else though. Something that was festering in the core of his heart… love. It was an overbearing feeling of love that almost suffocated him. What was going on here? He thought starting to freak out.

 

          “Wait.” Was the hard demand in his ear.

 

          He didn't want to. The emotions were too intense. He was starting to choke on them. He wanted out of the Tsukuyomi more than he wanted to breathe. He hated this place. He hated Itachi for bringing him and most of all he hated himself for not being prepared for it.

 

 

            ;        Let me out (x8)

 

 

          Sasuke was suddenly in the deserted street with the younger version of Itachi standing in front of the younger version of him. He was behind both of them taking in the scene he remembered so vividly, the one that haunted his dreams every single night. He still couldn't see the face of Itachi and that was starting to confuse him. Why was his brother obscuring his view of him?

 

          The words that he remembered so clearly filled the air and his ears. He wanted to ignore them but couldn't. His brother's voice resounded to the very soul of him. He could feel immense pain and anguish fill his whole body. He didn't want these emotions ever again. He never wanted to feel this pathetic. He didn't want to suffocate on the feelings that invaded his heart. He didn't want the love he felt so strongly for… Sasuke? What? His eyes narrowed and a deadly realization hit him square in the chest. He was feeling the emotions of his nii-san. The ones that Itachi experienced on the night he took everything from Sasuke.

 

          The darkness faded away from the younger version of Itachi and he gasped in surprise when he found himself staring into his own face. The words that Itachi had said to him earlier when he first entered the Tsukuyomi came back to him and he thought he was going to be sick. Itachi had made him destroy the clan in order to make him feel the emotions that he had felt that bloody night.

 

          Suddenly pain erupted through his chest and everything went spiraling out of control. He was sucked out of the world of Tsukuyomi and into reality. The pain hadn't been an illusion. As the fogginess of his brain started to clear he realized that his brother was still sitting over him. One of those beautifully sculpted hands was wrapped around the handle of a kunai which was lodged in the center of his chest.

 

          Tears started leaking out of the corner of his eyes as the pain swelled. Blood was rushing forth staining his clothes and slid down his flesh to bleed along the sheets. His vision started to blur as he stared up at Itachi's emotionless face.

 

          “Why?” He whispered, raggedly as his breathing turned harsh.

 

          “I can't afford any weaknesses.” Itachi flat out stated. There was a long pause as the agony started to bleed away with the pain. Itachi watched him with a hard penetrating stare as his eyes started to fall half closed. Darkness was threatening to slip over him and he knew this was going to be the end. “You have become just that.” Itachi whispered.

 

 

            ;        No more

          &n bsp;        I'm through         

          The words washed over Sasuke in an almost comforting wave. For some reason he knew that this was the closest Itachi was going to get to saying that he cared. It didn't matter though, because Sasuke knew the truth now. Itachi had shown him in the Tsukuyomi just what his true feelings were. Itachi loved him then, even if that wasn't the case now.

 

          Sasuke could be content with that. It was to the point that he didn't feel any fear of dying. In fact, he welcomed it. He had finally gotten what he wanted and he didn't have to suffer anymore in a world that didn't understand him. He only wished that he could have made Itachi love him in the way that he had needed his nii-san.

 

          He felt his life slipping slowly out of his body, everything growing colder by the second. His vision started to fail him and Itachi's face was slowly bleeding away into darkness. He tried to reach up so that he could touch his older brother, but his arms were like dead weight at his sides.

 

          “Aniki… I can't see you.” He said hoarsely, needing to know Itachi was still with him. “It's so dark.” He whispered. He couldn't feel anything and he knew that he was going to slip into his death. He tried to work his lips, but they wouldn't move again. He started to panic. He couldn't die yet. He needed to talk to Itachi one last time. He still needed to tell him that… “I love you.”

 

It was forced and pushed out, but he had done it. He had told Itachi what he needed too. He could die in peace and the world would be better off without him. He was okay with that. He didn't need the world. He had everything he needed and that was his brother's love. He took his last shallow breath through his barely parted lips and as his heart beat weakly one last time in his chest, all life left him. He just never realized that it was raining.

 

 

THE END!

 

 

Thank you so much Kakashizgirl for beta-ing my story!
I loves yous!

 

Song- Hole in the Sky

Artist- Mary Elizabeth McGlynn (from Silent Hill Origins)

 

Kitty- DON'T HATE ME! *begs on hands and knees* I know that none of you were probably expecting me to do this. I consider it payback for Itachi dying in the anime. I know that I probably made a lot of people anger, but life isn't always a bundle of roses. So I decided to go with the flow on this fic and it lead me here. I had nothing to do with it. My fingers have a mind of their own. Please review and go easy on me. *puppy dog eyes* thanks for reading it all the way to the end. *blows kisses* On to my other fics. *Happier ones*