Life is Life

Bye!

I don't know where I am maybe I'm in some random room at Sasukes that's where I fell asleep after all.

I looked at the walls as I walked further into the room this doesn't seem like Sasukes house. Unless of course he kidnapped me and put me in his secret cellar with wallpaper on the walls. A very ugly wallpaper.

I just kept walking ignoring the headache that was forming and the uneasy feeling in my stomach.

I pushed the old wooden door opened and walked inside. My eyes shut at the sight, blonde hair sprawled on the ground. Blood in it blood around the body. Blood, blood, blood. So much blood.

I opened one eye and looked at the figure on the ground. Deidara was laying in the ground covered in blood. I opened both eyes and looked closer his arms were facing up I could see the cuts on his arms. He cut himself? That's he died.

Three cuts on each arm.

I touched my cheeks is that why I did that? Three cuts on each cheek like Deidaras arms.

No, no. I cried this was all too real this is a dream. Why is this so real? Why do I feel like this is real? I don't want it to be real! Go away. Go. Away.

I can't explain the tightness of my chest the pain, it hurts so much it hurts too much. I feel like I'm seeing his body for the first time. I feel like I'm watching the life go out of him, his eyes slowly fading into a empty blue that holds nothing. There is no life.

I screamed, and I ran over to my brother I  touched his arms he's never felt so cold. His eyes they're shut he has a smile on his face. He's smiling. I picked up his hand and held it as I cried into his chest.

I can remember the way he used to speak he was a typical brother but we had a special bond.

Naruto. Could I have stopped you?

Naruto. I miss you more than I thought I did. I'm sorry.

"Naruto!" I opened my eyes and sat up my head was spinning my eyes are out of focus. I quickly shut them and moved my hand over my cheeks. I'm crying, I was crying in my sleep.

I took a deep breath and slowly opened my eyes Sasuke came into focus and a worried look danced a crossed his face and was soon over took with relief.

"What happened? Are you okay? Is it because we had sex did it feel like I pushed you?" Sasuke just kept going and going. But I was just staring at him the way his eyes moved when he spoke it was always quick like a flicker but they moved.

His voice was smooth and sweet everything about him was just too good to be true and I wonder what I did to have him.

I put my hand up to his mouth and shushed him. He talks too much now more than me.

"I'm sorry" I croaked now realizing how sore my throat was, was it the crying? Was I screaming too?

"Why are you sorry? Stop saying sorry" he demanded his voice slightly annoyed.

"I had a bad dream, maybe a memory" I guess it was more than likely a memory. I put a knife to my face to replicate the cuts Deidara did to himself. Is there a reason? Does it go deeper? I want to remember but I don't want to feel that again.

"I'm really sorry Sasuke. I always cry when we're together" I smiled sadly it was true wasn't it. He's getting better at comforting though I'm still not good at it myself.

He shook his head I watched the hair sway with his movements I smiled a little his hair looks so messy. I was pulling on it a lot. I felt my face heat up.