Too Late To Say Sorry {✔}

Chapter 24

[Edited: 9.4.19.]

Chapter 24|Itachi's pov (Yes finally his pov)

It's windy, it'll probably rain soon...
Rain... That day... It didn't rain... Why... Why didn't the sky cry with us? For them.... For us... For him.. For me... That day still plagued me... It eats me alive. Reminding me what I have done... What I haven't done....
What I protected.... What I couldn't protect... What I lost... What I didn't gain... What I left behind....... What I burdened on him... What I burdened on me... It won't let me forget. My consciousness.... It plagues me... It repeats that night every chance it gets..... Nightmares especially....

I'm sorry...... Sasuke.... I failed... I'm sorry father, mother, Shisui, Izumi....
Sasuke... The next time we see each other will be the last...

"... -achi?"

I arched an eyebrow at Naruto... I didn't notice him coming in...
He sighed... I didn't listen, did I?

"You spaced out... again." He stressed the word again. I gave him an uninterested stare which he returned with a pointed look. He sighed yet again....

"Say, do you want to talk?" I probably put on the indifferent look, cause he showed signs of discomfort. I then sighed, I guess talking about it won't kill me.... in the end we're the same...

"Dreams...." I whispered and understanding spread in his eyes. He sighed and smiled...... I don't like that smile.... not one bit........ It's so,,, sad? No, rather, it's so painful. 

"Nightmares?" Before I could answer he continued, "They're really a pain in the ass. You can't stop them. It's funny. Really. I fear nightmares because I know I can't stop them. They're like a boomerang... always coming back.... but the difference is that you don't want them... Or well you can say they're like fangirls...."

I shuddered at the mere thought of fangirls. If there is anything more disgusting then nightmares, then it are fangirls. I sighed but nodded. He really tried to make the situation better.

"You know...... I sometimes feel rather lonely. No mother, or father to hold me... I can't say I don't have friends... Then there is Kurama-", I shoot him a confused look, he laughed but continued, "he's the Kyuubi-", Does he make friends with every being? Friends and enemies, he is incredible...Oh wait, he did say that Kurama was Kyuubi before, I forgot, "...but after all that pretending, it is hard to be myself, not to play the idiot or be loud........ I guess that over time it became a part of me...... well a little part....... I like being in loud places because I know there are people, that I am not alone... But I also like to be in the calm.... Especially night's at the sea..... I like to sit or lay down on something and then stare at the sky........"

I did know all this, yet at the same time I forgot all this. Masks are incredible, huh. "You're a good actor...", I commented, it was true... He laughed once again, "Nope, I'm just a good liar." I sent him a small smirk, "Same difference."

"Say Itachi, why were you..... a bit touchy... I mean uhh... nice?" I laughed at his statement, I knew what he meant.

"... Why? Don't you like it?" I played being hurt and seemed to panic. It was funny to say in the least. "N-no, I mean YES, no-wait I mean I DIDN'T, NO WAIT I DID-" Laughter overcame me all too soon .
Naruto looked at me puzzled "Why are you laughing..? You look like a maniac, stop! That's scaring me!" I immediately stopped and watched him insulted. I don't look like a maniac... Do I?

He seemed to calm down a bit but still watched me waryly. "Hn. I guess.... Love comes in the most weird places, huh." He looked at me like I was crazy so I continued, "I don't love you...... I guess I like you a bit. I can understand you and well I wanted to have some fun while...... it lasts....... in other words before I... die." His eyes widened and the next thing I know, he is on top of me, shaking while holding the front of my shirt. I chocked a bit but didn't move. "You can't be serious!"

His yelling did hurt quite a lot but I didn't flinch. He continued yelling and eventually he started to... cry? "Why are you crying?", I asked. "I'm sorry.... I didn't mean to cry or any-*hiccup*-thing but how can you even *hiccup* think about death so freely! You deserve to live! Everyone deserves a second chance! Why don't you just understand?" I sighed.
"I understand... But I don't deserve a second chance. I don't deserve anything.... No murderer does.... But in the end we're all murderers. In the end we're all sinners. The thing is that some can live with the guilt but some can't... It is you who are strong and me who is weak. We both bear burdens and curses. I am burdened with being the killer of my clan while you were cursed with the Kyuubi.... We both pretended and we both lied. In the end, we are both just big liar's I guess..." He sighed but smiled a sad smile. I still don't like that smile...

"You know, I know a story. Wanna hear?" I nodded and he continued but before that he shifted positions so that he was sitting besides me. "It really wasn't all too known but I heard it once. There was once a boy who loved a girl. He was of high class and the expections that his father wanted of him were horrible. He was nothing but a young man of 15 who fell in love with the girl. The girl saved him when he was on a mission and badly injured. He wanted to thank her and with a little to no time they became very close. He wanted to marry her but she was of low rank. That was forbidden. Reality was cruel. Laws stated that royalty must marry royalty. And his father was, as said, a strict and perfect man. Everything needed to be perfect for him. Even the tiniest little detail. The boy and the girl kept their relationship a secret. And it worked for the longest time, that being 3 years. But that didn't last any more since the father of the boy found out. He was enraged. Ordered for the girl to be killed. He cursed her to no end. He did. The boy tried to fight against his father but no avail.
The father ordered for the boy to marry someone else but he didn't. The father in his rage destroyed his son. Or so he thought. The woman, with her raw strength, broke free thinking of her dead boyfriend. In the end she saw her boyfriend half dead and carried him away before the father heard. Once the father did, he ordered everyone to search for them. And when he found them they were both half dead. Realization hit him in the face and he realized his mistakes. But it was too late. Just as he ran to them and was about to apologize, they died. The girl had the boy's head in her lap and she smiled while crying and dying. So they died in that position. The guilt ate the man alive. Everywhere he saw his mistakes. How he destroyed his son and how he destroyed their happiness. Guilt ate and ate him. Until he committed suicide. The family was soon forgotten but the tale stays behind. It was said that in their next life, the father was a better man and the boy and girl married happily....."
He finished the story with a small grin. I didn't respond but opted to watch. I understood. "You believe in
reincarnation?" He nodded and I sighed. "Okay..." He watched me confusedly. I smiled, "I think I will live  for a little longer."