Fake a Smile

Alright. So this took a long time! I fought with myself over what would happen and this came out eventually.

The next chapter is being written now as I speak to you (well not at this moment of course... I'm typing here) But I'll try and be quick...

Fujin! I totally agree! It is all my readers that actually gets me in front of my keyboard and typing :) Makes it all worth it to hear from you all <3

Enjoy!

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Sasuke’s P.O.V

 

I’ve been running all day. Running though I couldn’t know where I needed to be, where he was. Where he is. I’m so tired but I’m not going to stop, not until he is back where he belongs. I was wrong and I know that now but I need him back. I can’t go on without him to brighten my day with his odd obsession with orange, his bright blonde hair and that smile. Ahh, that smile. I should have realized this before, if I wasn’t so stupid I would have known and I could have saved him, kept him here in my arms.

My face is red, my eyes bloodshot. For the moment the tears have stayed at bay, the only trace being my flushed pale skin. My hands clench as I survey the long empty road. Part of me wants to run down this road but then the rational part took over and reasoned Naruto would never walk down a long, empty creepy road like this one. He would never do it. I turn my back on the road, ignoring the gnawing sensation in my stomach and walk back towards the village.

I pull my phone from my pocket and type in his number, listening to the dull ring from the speaker.

“Hi! This is Naruto! You know what to do!” BEEEEP. His voice, bright, happy, addictive bursts from the speaker and dies away while I stand there, my mouth hanging open, mid-word. Fooled. I should have realized it wasn’t actually Naruto.

With a final breath I turn back to the empty road and stare blankly before the decision is made. Suddenly I break into a sprint down the road, my hair whipping out behind me as I speed down the road – eyes set determinedly ahead.

 

Naruto’s P.O.V

My legs burn, my chest aches but I have to keep moving. My brain and my heart battle somewhere inside my body, causing a cacophony of emotions.

“Go back! Turn around!” Screams my brain.

“Keep moving! Don’t stop for one second!” Cried my heart.

As to which one I listened to, I went with the latter. My whole body screams for Sasuke. I can’t wait to feel his arms wrapped around me, his face against my neck and his breath caressing my skin. I can feel him now, as if he was here, as if his thoughts matched mine at that exact moment.

My stride slows until I have finally stopped and I crouch down beside the road in the dirt. There is so much distance between me and the end of the road and I’m exhausted.

My eyes are playing up, I see this vision on the road, a tall man with flowing black hair. He is calling my name but now I can’t see him. I can’t hear him either. To be honest, I think I’m gone. I don’t have a body, I can’t feel it at least. I’m sure I fell into the dirt but I didn’t feel it. Maybe I’m dead? I finally start to cry, mourning my own selfish loss. I can feel the wetness on my cheeks but it feels wrong, my tears are splashing ONTO my face. I’m dead. I must be.

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