Team Seven
Naruto blasts through the trees throwing all precaution to the wind. Sakura can only follow breathlessly. It’s taking all her energy just to keep up and desperation has them both in its hands. The cold chill of nerves pumping adrenaline into their veins just enough to keep them going. Hyper aware of their surroundings but only enough to avoid the tree branches. Their sole focus being their slain teammate that Naruto can sense up ahead.
Word amongst the last of them told them Sasuke fell to some new enemy bordering Village Hidden in the Grass.
A gruesome end to a vicious shinobi, they said.
Sakura doesn't even bother trying to stop Naruto, as she is just as invested in pursuing the fucker who messed with what's hers. Her feet break the branches she lands on with every jump she takes off with. Naruto glances back at her quickly before taking off even faster, she does her best to keep up but she is falling behind.
Not just anyone can take down Sasuke, certainly not anyone weak.
Once the rumor hit them, they both took off in the direction Sasuke was last seen… last seen dead. Only that wasn’t the only rumor.
Rumor was the enemy decapitated the Uchiha’s eyeless head and placed it on a spike before their main entrance. Their message clear; that those whom tried to enter, better be stronger than the last Uchiha.
The ninja who delivered the message to Naruto was reluctant to let them know what they had seen, afraid of their reactions. They simply couldn’t believe it, even though Naruto felt the missing bond in his heart. It had to be a rumor.
“Impossible!” Naruto clenches his mouth shut. His fists squeezed tight. “He can't!”
He looks at Sakura staring at her with a look of total devastation, a look of loss, a look of disbelief, but no tears came. He hasn’t cried since Hinata was killed and that was years ago.
“Sakura,” He starts.
“No! I’m going with you!” Sakura snaps and grabs his shirt, her fists shaking. "Not without me!"
Naruto turns knocking her grasp off of him. She tries to grab his shoulder again but he’s further from her now.
“Naruto!” She runs after him.
She's too slow, always falling behind.
She blinks.
She’s on her side, facing Naruto who’s beside her, hair disheveled and blue eyes blank staring in her direction but unseeing, blood surrounding him. His shinobi uniform torn from where he was cut through. His body is at an odd angle but he is still handsome. Sakura feels oddly delirious, gotta be shock, she thinks.
Is this pain? She can't move and feels the blood around her lose it's warmth as it continues to spill on the ground.
“Naru” She reaches out her hand to his but can’t reach. “‘m’sorry.’
Tears and blood drip down her face.
“It’s’kay, Naru.. be joining… you both soon.” She croaks.
She hears the faint sound of someone approaching but it’s too late, she pleasantly thinks. She’s already fading. She’s got to give props to the enemy that finally took down Team Seven.
We sure met our demise, eh Naruto? Sasuke?
She shivers and feels the last bright blinding pain she will ever feel slice through her neck.