Death Lust (Book 2 Of Blood Lust, A Naruto FanFic)

Breaking

-Samaru's P.O.V-

*Fifteen Years Old*

I shivered as I stared down at Itachi's body. I hadn't cried yet, and I didn't plan too. All I had done so far is glare at the cold corps. I haven't even been in here that long, but after I practically begged Obito to see him, he let me in. At first, I couldn't stand the sight. But then I started remembering the things that I had to endure when Orochimaru was alive. When Itachi didn't help me. How I was tortured. I didn't feel anything anymore. I kneeled down next to Itachi and tried my best to look at him without shedding any tears. He didn't save me from Orochimaru. He didn't save me from my suffering. And he didn't save me from heart ache. But I guess those things weren't his fault. The glare on my face faded as I just gazed at him with thoughtful eyes. I clenched my teeth to keep the crying in. I put my hands to the ground and bowed. The tears were threatening to fall now.

"You... you didn't deserve to die...." I whispered, trying as hard as I can to conceal my feelings, "But you did anyways." I sat up, acting like he might've still been alive. I knew he wasn't, but the idea just seemed so amazing. But after a while, the only thing I could do is cry.

I had been training in the hideout, when I stumbled into the living room, where Kakuzu was counting his money. Hidan was in the room too, so was Itachi. I quickly hid behind the chair that Itachi was sitting in. I changed forms and got ready to pounce over the chair. I wiggled my butt in the air before springing over the chair and onto Kakuzus money. All was silent as I attacked a dollar bill that had drifted into the air.

"Oh no you don't!" I said as I leapt into the air to grab it. But barely after my feet left the ground again, I was thrown to the side of the room. As I was hit, I coughed up blood. When I landed, I stood, growling at my attacker. Kakuzu was fuming as my fur stood on end.

"Samaru." Itachi said, making me turn my head. Kakuzu took this time to hit me again, a bit harder, making me cry out.

"AHHH!" I screamed.

"Don't ever touch my money again, brat." The old man said as he sulked off. I however, couldn't move as I changed forms and held my side, trying not to cry because of the pain. Itachi walked over to me calmly and looked down on me before picking me up and pushing me onto his back. I buried my head in his shirt, only letting out a few tears as he started to walk to Peins office.

"You shouldn't hide your tears. Crying can be a noble thing at the right times and for the right reasons." Was all he said before telling Pein what happened and fixing me up.

I let a few tears slip out as I laid down beside his body. The reality started to sink in as I lay eye level with him.

"I-it's kinda sad.... L-losing you and all." I said as the tears formed streams, "No one could tell me w-what to do like you could.... What if I do something stupid, huh? I don't think anyone c-could stop me." I said as if he were hearing it. I lightly touched his shoulder, as if asking him to wake up. His body was cold, "Itachi...." I poked him, "Itchy...?" I choked up as his eyes remained closed, "I-I know you're just joking, right?!" I shoved him, sitting up again, moving away from the body. I covered my mouth with my hand as I starred at the lifeless thing in front of me, "Please...?" I whispered. As my eyes ran over his body, I realized that he was gone. I sobbed silently, clenching my teeth so that I didn't make a lot of noise. I could never train with him again. He would never again scold me for doing something wrong or being late. We wouldn't be able to get lunch together anymore, or talk about our different groups. I can't share anymore Sasuke stories with his older brother. No more laughing at our idiotic comrades. I would never again feel the warm embrace of Itachi Uchiha, "Why didn't you just tell him...." I cried, crawling towards him and placing my forehead on his chest, "You could've survived...." It was so hard to find someone to care for me, and now, I have to start over. I don't want to though. Maybe I should give up. I clenched my hands around Itachi's shirt and scowled. No. I'll fight, and avenge him. After a few minutes of suffering, I stood, leaving tear stains on his shirt. I brushed off my cloak, but didn't bother to wipe my eyes as I left the room, "Good bye. I'll miss you."

-Sasuke's P.O.V-

*Sixteen Years Old*

After Madara explained to me that my brothers death was in vain, I just couldn't believe it. Still, all I want is revenge. On the Leaf this time. As I walked into a room, a door opened and Samaru walked out, tear stains on her cheeks as she reluctantly closed the door behind her.

"Did you see Ita-" I started, but she interrupted me by shoving me against the wall and pinning me there. 

"You do not speak his name." She said, glaring at me as more tears formed in the corners of her eyes, "You do not talk about him." Samaru's grip tightened. I could've gotten out, if it weren't for the lack of chakra, "Madara told you. I know that. So now, all you do, is rot. You suffer and ache and cry and hurt and-" But she cut herself off as a single tear rolled down her cheek. She didn't seem to care though, for she kept talking, "You... how can you be related to someone like him." It wasn't really a question.

"I don't know." I answered, making her turn away from me. Samaru raised a fist and threw it, landing right next to my head. I didn't flinch as the wall dented.

"Damnit...." She cursed, keeping her sobs to a minimum. She was struggling. It was pretty obvious. All was silent, until I spoke again.

"You loved him." I starred behind her as she gasped slightly. Samaru froze, "No.... You still do love him." I watched as her fists clenched, eyes hidden behind her hair, "That's why you're so angry." I continued.

"Shut up...." She almost choked out.

"You're crying because you're in love with a dead man."

"Be quiet."

"Itachi." I sighed, "Itachi is dead."

"I SAID SHUT UP!" Samaru screamed, throwing another punch at me, but she stopped. When I saw her face, I knew she couldn't handle being alone. Before she could try to hurt me again, I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tightly. She froze. It took a second for her to take in what I was doing, but eventually, she met my embrace and cried into my shoulder, "He's gone...." She sobbed. I squeezed her as she spoke, because he really was. My only brother. The only other member of my clan. My family. Gone.

"It's okay." I tried to sooth her as she broke down. I missed this. Comforting her when she was sad. I did it when we were little, and only a few years ago.

"Sasuke...." I hesitated to answer.

"Yes?" But I did anyways. Samaru was quiet again, before crying out.

"I'm in love with a dead man." She laughed at her pain, which made me almost smile. She's always been like that, pushing her own suffering away so that she could help, or destroy, others.