Hey everyone! Got a new story for you. I'm super excited for this one. Obviously the main paring in Naruto and Sasuke but there are a few side pairings as well.
Thank you everyone who have read my other two fics. I'm working on a plot for a sequel to The Price of Love, but I'm having issues, I do apologize. If any one has ideas, please pass them on, I'd love to hear your thoughts.
Anyway, on with the show...
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor do I profit from writing this story.
I can't watch this, I can't even begin to comprehend, but I can't look away. I know he doesn't want me to witness this, to witness his shame. But I am the reason he suffers, I put us here. The fault cannot be placed on any other person.
His eyes, those beautiful eyes, once so full of life now stare unseeingly back at me, so cold, so dead. I see the pain, the anguish, the haunted look of hopeless despair, not for himself, but for me. He blames himself. He's in unspeakable pain and agony, and still thinks only of me.
He doesn't even make a sound. Despite the pain that courses through his body, and the blood that flows freely, he refuses to give them the satisfaction. I wish I could do as much. I'm screaming myself hoarse and I'm just forced to watch his torture.
No matter how hard I struggle, no matter how loud I scream, I can't save him. My struggles are futile. I can't reach him. The restraints are cutting into my flesh, my constant attempts to free myself in desperate need to rush to his side. My screams and pleas are muffled and ignored.
I'm not sure who bears the heavier burden. The one who takes the punishment or the one forced to watch. I deserve nothing less than to watch the consequences of my actions, but he doesn't deserve to receive them.
This is killing me. It's killing him. Neither of us wanted it to end this way. I should have listened to him.
If only I had listened to what he had said.
"This is not a game Sasuke. Run..."
First chapter will be up in a few hours...