1 The last letter

If you are reading this means that stupidity has beaten me ...

Long about twenty years ago, when I was twelve ... I met him, a boy able to cancel all powers but later discovered he could also steal them ... Our situation was not the best and, after the death of his mother- he had the honor of witnessing - the Principal locked him in the restricted section, protected by a barrier that made him invisible to my eyes and deaf to my ears ... even though its existence had already faded from our lives, the memory lingered like who not want to let go of the straw through sheer stubbornness, I was stupid.

Christmas came in a blink of an eye and, although spent whole nights looking for him, never got to hear his voice or see his eyes for the last time ... could not take it from us that easy, although all had been done to the idea and , most spend time wondering "What is Naruto doing now?" No one could imagine how that little sunbeam, locked in a sad, dark room, could have become in being loneliest of all.

However, the night of the Christmas party we were able to send some books as a gift. Mine was Rapunzel, very suitable for his situation and put a note inside, "From Sasuke for Naruto, I promise I'll save you." But I could never keep my promise, I was all that night thinking about how lonely he should feel ... isolated in a cell and once a week he had the "honor" to receive the owner of the school to demand to use his power to cure him but Naruto faced with its imposing and persistent character. Always he said no ... after all the owner only agreed to set us free - those involved in the accident - in exchange of his confinement ...

I could imagine him, as I ran through the snow, crying for his mother, for his loneliness ... and little hope of being able to see each other again.

The last time we met told us from the distance "Definitely, we'll see each other again!"

But months have passed and not even a hint of where they have hidden him. He cannot escape and we can not see him... but then a miracle happened, an anonymous benefactor weakened the barrier enough so that I could climb over the balcony and meet him.

Our first impulse was to hug but ... the barrier had not weakened enough, we holded hands and share fleeting kisses ... Suddenly I saw a light appear in his hand and I knew I would never be able to forget him.

"They say that the stones we create are part of us, I think they are part of our heart ..." He stared at me with those eyes that dazzled me with a tormenting ease "... so I want to give my heart to always be with you ... please just ... do not forget me ... "

Those words left my heart, his face bathed in tears of nostalgia, we both knew that was the last time we could see each other but neither could accept it ... There was no future without the other. I promised, swore and begged again for him to wait for me ... but his eyes reflected the truth that no one would recognize aloud though his smile showed me how happy he was in those moments. I wanted to die with him.

The barrier forced me to go back and, before he disappeared last words gave me a confession that never had answer, I shouted that I also loved him but never again heared his voice ...

Time passed and things quieted down, the days turned into weeks, weeks into months and soon we had already graduated from high school ... and Naruto was disappearing from our hearts but in our memories, still alive, though forgotten .

We graduated from university and I started hanging out with the best friend of Naruto, Hinata, who could create objects out of nothing ... we wanted and although for some years made me forget Naruto, I will never forget that smile bathed in tears I went during our farewell ...

When our second child was born, about five years after, I realized I had broken every one of my promises. I never returned to him. And most likely it was that he continue trapped in that room, alone day after day.

I was not able to bear it, I started to call our old friends to find him, most accepted although we knew it was too late.

We found him but he was not the same. no longer smiling, no longer spoke even know if listening ... We tried to convince him to leave the room but every time he saw us through the glass was as if our presence was void before his eyes. I could not even imagine how many times he would have dreamed that met my promise, to the point of thinking that at that time was an illusion created by his mind.

And I hated myself for that, never should have forgotten ... I should have gone for it before ... but what excuse can I give?

I just went ahead without looking back ... leaving him unprotected against the Principal. I still remember the first time I saw him after so long, had grown but his features were children, his beautiful blue eyes were stealing my breath and was very pale, his skin had not seen sunlight for too long ...

I hope you can forgive me but seeing him again has made me lose my head and if I die, I will die at his side again.

I love you,

Sasuke

PS: I'll never break a promise again, at least, not to Naruto.