Long Lost Light ||A NaruSasu AU||

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Sasuke's POV

"Wait!" I call after him. But he pretends he doesn't hear my hopeless request. Instead, he picks up his pace. "At this rate, I'll lose the blond locks. Maybe forever". I almost stumble at the sudden thought in some random wooden house. But my determination to not lose him in the maze of alleys keeps me on my feet.

   The street I am in leads to other ones. Seems I lost him, for some seconds; What street am I supposed to follow? I frantically move my head, trying to see his orange jacket that he adores; or the cat-like whiskers that make you think he is some badass ninja or something; or his cerulean eyes that always hold laughter.......just at the mere image my lips curl in a soft smile. Then I realise what am I doing. "Damn it. Damn it! Damn it all!! Why am I feeling this way? If it wasn't for that girl .... I could....We could have...NO" I shook my head at my own strange thoughts. No, THAT will never happen. I push the ideas deep inside my mind, trying to keep focused on the task at hand. And that was finding Naruto.

I choose the street on my right and start running, perhaps because of the feeling that this way I will be able to catch up with him. The rain starts falling heavier all of the sudden, making my legs cold wet in flat seconds.

At the end of the street I almost bump into a pole. I somehow avoid the collision; and run toward the street on my left.

If it wasn't hard to keep up with someoane in this maze of streets, the rain makes it now almost impossible. I just pray that this heavy, cold rain doesn't imply the sudden apperance of my worst enemy. And in this case, it's not my step-father. It's what they describe as "untamed strenght that declares to all the raw power of nature, as well as it's beauty". Silly. Who in its right mind would describe so "wonderful" and action that actually brings such terror? Or that's just the way I see it.

I just hope, that once in a lifetime, my prayers for the damn "nature show" to not start will reach Heaven. Or some angels. Or Mom Nature herself.

I keep running through the streets like there is no tomorrow, like my mind knows where to go, like my legs know where to led me. And apparently they do, couse; at an intersection street I catch a glimpse of orange. Or was it yellow? I can't even be sure now, but that doesn't matter. I saw him, and I can probably talk him down to change his decision, and he will probably accept, and probably this all situation will come back to normal, and, and .... . I suddenly find the urge to cry.

I find the courage to run faster and I finally catch up with the well-build man. He doesn't seem to hear me, so I grab his wrist. Bad ideea. At my bare touch, his arm jerks forward, unleashing itself from my cold fingers. His angry blue eyes met mine when he turns around to face me. The blond opens his mouth, as to asks questions that I know I can't answer. But something stops him. Something stops my own heart for almost two seconds.

Thunder.

Well, my prayers are never strong enough, right?

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It started like a crack, a small one actually. But after just a moment, the sound intensified. It turned into a mess of rumbling sounds that echoed into the street; the stone I was standing onto shaking slightly.

Meanwhile, I was trying to not lose my composure. I was clearly failig miseably, judging on the reaction that I got from the other man. His eyes widened at the short shriek that escaped my lips. Even if I was trying to breathe as much air as I could, it didn't seem enough. My lungs needed more oxygen, but it seemed every atempt to satisfy their need was is vain. Purely because of the sound, I was starting to choke.