Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sakura Petals ❯ Holes ( Chapter 8 )

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Drabble Eight

Title: Holes

Disclaimer: Naruto and Co. belong to Masashi Kishimoto, not me. I am a very lowly author who is in need of some hugs. /cries/

Summary: When it hurts to think about what should’ve been. [SaiNaru]

A/N: Angst-y Naruto on the way, folks. And oh, this drabble is dreary. I just hope it’s good. Review and I will pass out chocolate kisses!

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Blood red eyes haunted his nightmares. Sharingan eyes. Sasuke’s eyes. He’d wake up screaming the dark-haired teen’s name, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. There was always a rustle of fabric afterwards; a deep voice whispering soothing words in his ear. Sai’s whispered words. It hurt to breathe, his throat burning from screaming so loud. Thick tears dropped down his whispered cheeks as soft lips caressed his neck, a gentle reminder of where he was. It always hurt to think about what should’ve been.

Sasuke should’ve been the one to comfort him.

Sasuke should’ve been the one to whisper soothing words in his ear.

Sasuke should’ve been the one to brush his lips over Naruto’s neck, to remind him of where he was.

But as it was, Naruto was surrounded by white walls and Sasuke was dead.

There was no such thing as what should’ve been anymore.