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Title: Sleep In Heavenly Peace
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clover71
Pairing(s)/ Character(s): Sasuke Uchiha (and if you squint a little, a cameo of Naruto as well)
Rating: PG
Warning: Mention of death
Word count: 424
Disclaimer: This fan fiction is created for entertainment and non-profitable purposes only and author does not claim ownership of Naruto, its characters and settings used. Copyright remains with the creator, Masashi Kishimoto.
Summary: Being alone isn't how Sasuke imagines himself spending this time of the year, but his cruel fate only leaves him with nothing but painful memories.
A/N:
- Title is from the song 'Silent Night'
The cool breeze hits his face but Sasuke ignores the frost that makes his skin sting. His lips are dry, chapped from the cruelty of this nasty cold weather, but Sasuke couldn't care. He strides into the empty compound that he has called home for most of his eight years of life.
The silence engulfs him into a cocoon of loneliness, pushes him further into the dark abyss he has been living in since that horrible night.
His family – his whole clan – gone, taken from him by the one person he has revered the most: his brother. To add insult to the injury, Itachi has fled the village, leaving Sasuke alone to wallow in grief, to nurse the fury that's burning deep inside him.
For months, Sasuke has kept his distance from this now eerie place, ignoring that unknown force that draws him into dark memories – memories that often bring back the scene of him seeing every member of his clan slaughtered like animals.
What brings him here tonight is beyond him. Perhaps it's the lack of self-worth or maybe his desire to be swallowed into the reality that he has no one now.
Distant singing reaches his ears, sounds he knows should be familiar but his mind is anchored here in the silence that echoes across the Uchiha compound. The thought hits him before he can throw himself inside the walls that protect him from paralyzing emotions.
It's the night before Yule and he's supposed to be at home sitting near the front door with Itachi, waiting for their dad to come home with presents while sniffing the mouthwatering smell wafting from the kitchen where their mom is cooking a special dinner.
With his mind elsewhere, he has no clue how he came upon his old house, why he's pressing his nose against the hazy window and when the tears has started streaming down his face.
The sound of faint footsteps alerted him that he's not as alone as he believes he is. His head snaps around as he looks over his shoulder but finds no one. He catches the blurry movement in the distance through the corner of his eye and his gaze slides toward the end of the street in time to see a flash of orange shirt and yellow head disappearing around the bend.
"Hn. Usuratonkatchi," he murmurs to himself then pulls away from the place that only brings him nothing but pain. Sasuke wonders how he'd ever be able to sleep in peace with this nightmare hovering above him.
Title: Sleep In Heavenly Peace
Author:
clover71Pairing(s)/ Character(s): Sasuke Uchiha (and if you squint a little, a cameo of Naruto as well)
Rating: PG
Warning: Mention of death
Word count: 424
Disclaimer: This fan fiction is created for entertainment and non-profitable purposes only and author does not claim ownership of Naruto, its characters and settings used. Copyright remains with the creator, Masashi Kishimoto.
Summary: Being alone isn't how Sasuke imagines himself spending this time of the year, but his cruel fate only leaves him with nothing but painful memories.
A/N:
- Title is from the song 'Silent Night'
The cool breeze hits his face but Sasuke ignores the frost that makes his skin sting. His lips are dry, chapped from the cruelty of this nasty cold weather, but Sasuke couldn't care. He strides into the empty compound that he has called home for most of his eight years of life.
The silence engulfs him into a cocoon of loneliness, pushes him further into the dark abyss he has been living in since that horrible night.
His family – his whole clan – gone, taken from him by the one person he has revered the most: his brother. To add insult to the injury, Itachi has fled the village, leaving Sasuke alone to wallow in grief, to nurse the fury that's burning deep inside him.
For months, Sasuke has kept his distance from this now eerie place, ignoring that unknown force that draws him into dark memories – memories that often bring back the scene of him seeing every member of his clan slaughtered like animals.
What brings him here tonight is beyond him. Perhaps it's the lack of self-worth or maybe his desire to be swallowed into the reality that he has no one now.
Distant singing reaches his ears, sounds he knows should be familiar but his mind is anchored here in the silence that echoes across the Uchiha compound. The thought hits him before he can throw himself inside the walls that protect him from paralyzing emotions.
It's the night before Yule and he's supposed to be at home sitting near the front door with Itachi, waiting for their dad to come home with presents while sniffing the mouthwatering smell wafting from the kitchen where their mom is cooking a special dinner.
With his mind elsewhere, he has no clue how he came upon his old house, why he's pressing his nose against the hazy window and when the tears has started streaming down his face.
The sound of faint footsteps alerted him that he's not as alone as he believes he is. His head snaps around as he looks over his shoulder but finds no one. He catches the blurry movement in the distance through the corner of his eye and his gaze slides toward the end of the street in time to see a flash of orange shirt and yellow head disappearing around the bend.
"Hn. Usuratonkatchi," he murmurs to himself then pulls away from the place that only brings him nothing but pain. Sasuke wonders how he'd ever be able to sleep in peace with this nightmare hovering above him.