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[lunenightingale]

Naruto Fanfiction

Title: The Difference Between Love and Hate
Genre: Angst, somewhat romantic?
Rating: PG maybe?
Pairing: ItaSasu
Notes: This is just a drabble that I was playing with. It's focused mainly on Sasuke's thoughts. It's nothing elaborate, and just something I was putting together for someone special. I haven't really been writing much, so I know it's rusty. That and it's my first attempt at this pairing. Hope it's enjoyable!

The first definition for hate is to dislike somebody or something intensely, often in a way that evokes feelings of anger, hostility, or animosity. And he hated his brother. He hated him so much that he wanted to steal the very breath from the older’s lungs. Every fiber of his being was dedicated to this one goal.

 

But how? How could anyone hate so strongly? Because at one time it was love that had consumed his being when he thought of his brother. It was a love that kept his complete focus and became the gravitational pull for his universe. That was how much he hated him. In the end, the opposite of love isn’t hate, its apathy. Love and hate were two sides of the same coin. They were both strong emotions that drove him… Itachi was his center, his focus, his drive, his desire…

 

But why? Why did the love have to turn into hate? Why did his center have to change the rotation of his entire universe? Standing in front of the family shrine, tremors ran through his body. Hate… Hate. It was hate, it had to be hate. Because memory is a traitorous thing as it whispered back ‘love’.

 

“I guess I’ll refuse tomorrow’s mission after all.”

 

In that split second, the world seemed to shatter. Itachi’s voice was always so calm, so soothing. Was there anything that his brother couldn’t do? In just one sentence, the elder brother could turn him inside out. Why did he do that for him…? What did he wish to gain?

 

“I’ll go to Sasuke’s Academy Entrance Ceremony tomorrow. It’s customary for relatives to go to the Academy Entrance Ceremony. You received a notification, didn’t you, father?

 

Was it only to prove he was stronger? That he had more sway with their father? Maybe it was… but he wanted to believe otherwise. He wanted to believe that there was something there that didn’t revolve around the power struggle that seemed to choke all of the Uchiha with desire. Hate… he hated Itachi. Then why did he keep hearing the word ‘love’ echoing in his mind?

 

“Are you disgusted with me?”

 

Niisan…

 

“Being excellent has its own problems too. If you have power, you’ll become isolated and eventually get arrogant. Even if you were everything people wished for from the start. But there are no other brothers like us in the world. I’ll always be with you, as the wall you should overcome.”

 

Did he know how he hung on to his every word? Itachi was always there as the one thing he couldn’t attain. He would chase after that one silhouette until the end of time, till he took his last breath. No more memories… please?

 

“Even if you hate me, that’s what an older brother is for.”

 

Was that really what he was for? Why did Itachi have to confuse him so much? Most of all, why couldn’t he hate him? All those years he had been so jealous, but Itachi had it all wrong. He never hated his brother. There was no way he could hate him, because he loved him. Even if all his brother was, was a beautiful lie. When his brother took everything away and left only him, he told him to hate him… run away.

 

He was running. Running as hard as he could from the one that pulled him back like gravity. But it wasn’t so he could live, only so that he could deny his feelings. The mantra in his head screamed hate. Hate! I hate you Niisan! But every time the small child’s voice in his heart would whisper. Because I love you Niisan…

 

In the dictionary… Love is said to be an intense feeling of tender affection and compassion. A passionate feeling of romantic desire… And he loved his brother. He loved him so much he wanted to tell the other that he was the very air he breathed. Every fiber in his being told him it was true. Uchiha Sasuke loved his brother just as much as he hated him. But what was the defining line? Where did hate end and love begin?

 

Screaming hate… under the violent shades… love is whispered. 

Comments

[teruame.livejournal.com]

Not a yaoi fan...but you made it very believable. Lovely work -claps-

[touketsu-yuki.livejournal.com]

Thank you very much. I was trying to make it mild if anything. In a way you could almost overlook the yaoi... >> If you squint hard enough. But thank you again. ^^ It means alot to me.

[kuu-ish.livejournal.com]

-Pokes aniki-

o_o Good job.