How did you get so cold?

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Chapter 1

"You really don't know, Uchiha?"

It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining, and the present Hokage was on his way to his office. Together with their right hand and best friend Shikamaru, they agreed that they both could come a little later than usual to rest at home a little. On his way, he met a well-known black-haired man, who rarely visited the village. The blonde's humor immediately broke.

Without a word that he was not there at all, the blonde-haired man passed his "friend", satisfied that he would avoid talking to him, and was stopped by the voice of the older one.
"Naruto" the blonde looked away, not smiling unnecessarily, turned to the man

"Yes? Do you need anything?" The black-haired man seemed confused, but it could only be imagination. "Say... why are you so... cold?" he asked hesitantly, to tell the truth he surprised him with this question.
". . . " For a moment the blonde thought that the man was really curious about his explanations, but...

Why should he explain anything to him, if he has not given him an explanation to this day?

"You really don't know Uchiha?" he asked, shooting his interlocutor a cold look, surprising him. 'He never called me by name.' This thought roared in the black-haired man's head, just as not one thought suggested by his conscience, and he had something to regret.

Having received no answer from the black-eyed man, the blonde moved forward, pronouncing only one sentence. "Such a shame" Sasuke decided to let it go in spite of his ears until someone's voice was calling his voice and he forgot completely.

The blonde stopped nearby and watched in silence, the Uchiha really irritated him. He knew that someday he would have to answer, say what the reason for his behavior was, explain a lot of things.
But he really didn't have the strength to do it.

He was tormented by this, his feelings, the feeling of guilt for what he had become,
the feeling that he had failed those who placed their hopes on him on his deathbed.
But he could not show it.

He could not surrender to them.
They would overwhelm him and he could lose himself completely.

So he stood in silence and watched the over-colored scene between his lover and his friend. In my mind, honestly answering the black-haired man's question. 'Because of one Uchiha.'

Not so long ago, because only a dozen or so years ago. It seemed to him that he was the happiest man in the world.

The war was over, the village accepted him and finally he was respected, he was even nominated for the position of 7th Hokage!
He also had his beloved with him, even though their relationship was a secret.

The blonde waited for the right moment to tell him the secret that had been hidden for years and to propose, but his small hopes and dreams quickly shattered.

He grew unique roses for his lover, they were of a beautiful indigo color, bred with the help of chakra so that they could live forever and at the same time could serve as its source. However, his happy life didn't last long...

One beautiful day, Naruto was going to the appointed place, for a change it was Sasuke who suggested that they meet. He decided to leave early and arrange a few more things, with a smile on his face he headed to the meeting place. He couldn't wait.
Today was the day when he was going to finally reveal Sasuke's secret, maybe even propose!

However, one thing stopped, he decided to take a shortcut and he saw something he shouldn't have.

This image was engraved in his memory, and he knew then that he would never get rid of it.

Sasuke Uchiha, his lover, the person for whom he was to lay down his life at one point in his life, and at the same time his greatest enemy, had just proposed to Sakura, his best friend, his sister.

It hurt more when he noticed a characteristically unique rose in the pink-haired woman's hair, which he had grown over the years to give to the black-haired man.
The bouquet in his hand fell to the ground, crumpled and destroyed the whole bouquet, salty liquid started to run down the blonde's cheeks, he cried.

All he could do was cry.

His hopes had just been shattered into millions of pieces along with his heart. It hurt, very much, but he couldn't let it show, Sakura didn't know, nobody knew.
He should be happy that his friend was happy that her dreams had finally come true, even if his whole life had just collapsed...