Naruto :: Truth Told :: PG :: no pairings
Title: Truth Told
Fandom: Naruto
Pairings: None
Rating: PG (language)
Genre: AU, drama
Word count: 522
Spoilers: None for Naruto, but if you haven't played Resident Evil 5 yet, this does allude to a spoiler.
Summary: A Resident-Evil-5-esque drabble inspired by that crack crossover dream I had a while back. Based on the cutscene following the fight with the Ndesu. Sasuke, Deidara.
The enormous beast tottered on its tree-trunk legs, backward and then forward, stumbling closer with a dying roar. Sasuke tore his numb hands from the machine gun grips before the turret had finished spinning, launching himself over the truck's side and hitting the dirt in a run that only took him about a yard further before an earth-shattering crunch stabbed through the night air and shook the ground, knocking him onto his side. In the corner of his eye he caught Deidara land beside him; behind, he turned to see, the vehicle lay totaled beneath the monster's carcass.
Slowly, Sasuke sat up, taking a few seconds to release some of the tension that had kept his body tight for the last half hour. Deidara let out some sort of laugh that was harsh and loud in the deserted square, managing to sound both triumphant and pissed. "That the best they got?" Sasuke shot him a narrow look that went ignored. Another glance around the clearing revealed more still figures of their respective comrades, now numbered, he was sure, above the two dozen mark.
"...The marshlands are about a mile from here," said Sasuke at length. He stood, checked the clip in his nine-millimeter, and then with a last look around for any unlikely survivors, he started toward the village exit he'd spotted before.
"What happened to back-up, hmm?" Deidara called after him, as sarcastic as he was annoyed, likely at being bossed and pulled along again.
"They can catch up," Sasuke responded swiftly.
"...Heh." The click of Deidara reloading was just as sharp, just as loud as his voice. "I know you're a big enough prick to think you can handle this by yourself, but even for you, that's cocky." His tone changed, a forced calm to a true one, and that grin of his could almost be heard in his words. "Is the woman in the data file that important?"
Sasuke stopped. His expression flickered and for an unsure instant he couldn't control it, caught between surprised and pained and solemn and some pieces of his shattered default. He managed to create something of a glare as Deidara took his time in stepping up beside him, his gun resting nonchalantly on his shoulder and his eyes watching for the reaction he knew was just under the surface. "You sure were quick to hide it, hmm?" he mused. "Funny, but at a glance, she looked just like you."
Sasuke wanted to flat-out deny it. But even if he hadn't already given himself away, hearing someone else say it, knowing that he hadn't imagined it -
"I don't know who she is," he said flatly, almost sternly - honestly, because there was no way he could know the face in that recent picture, even if something deep down was driving him on because in the last few hours it had become nearly obsessed with proving that his first thought wasn't possible. He glanced at Deidara and was only met with that look; with a deeper frown that was part scowl, Sasuke just kept walking, much to the relief of that restless buzzing in his chest.
Fandom: Naruto
Pairings: None
Rating: PG (language)
Genre: AU, drama
Word count: 522
Spoilers: None for Naruto, but if you haven't played Resident Evil 5 yet, this does allude to a spoiler.
Summary: A Resident-Evil-5-esque drabble inspired by that crack crossover dream I had a while back. Based on the cutscene following the fight with the Ndesu. Sasuke, Deidara.
The enormous beast tottered on its tree-trunk legs, backward and then forward, stumbling closer with a dying roar. Sasuke tore his numb hands from the machine gun grips before the turret had finished spinning, launching himself over the truck's side and hitting the dirt in a run that only took him about a yard further before an earth-shattering crunch stabbed through the night air and shook the ground, knocking him onto his side. In the corner of his eye he caught Deidara land beside him; behind, he turned to see, the vehicle lay totaled beneath the monster's carcass.
Slowly, Sasuke sat up, taking a few seconds to release some of the tension that had kept his body tight for the last half hour. Deidara let out some sort of laugh that was harsh and loud in the deserted square, managing to sound both triumphant and pissed. "That the best they got?" Sasuke shot him a narrow look that went ignored. Another glance around the clearing revealed more still figures of their respective comrades, now numbered, he was sure, above the two dozen mark.
"...The marshlands are about a mile from here," said Sasuke at length. He stood, checked the clip in his nine-millimeter, and then with a last look around for any unlikely survivors, he started toward the village exit he'd spotted before.
"What happened to back-up, hmm?" Deidara called after him, as sarcastic as he was annoyed, likely at being bossed and pulled along again.
"They can catch up," Sasuke responded swiftly.
"...Heh." The click of Deidara reloading was just as sharp, just as loud as his voice. "I know you're a big enough prick to think you can handle this by yourself, but even for you, that's cocky." His tone changed, a forced calm to a true one, and that grin of his could almost be heard in his words. "Is the woman in the data file that important?"
Sasuke stopped. His expression flickered and for an unsure instant he couldn't control it, caught between surprised and pained and solemn and some pieces of his shattered default. He managed to create something of a glare as Deidara took his time in stepping up beside him, his gun resting nonchalantly on his shoulder and his eyes watching for the reaction he knew was just under the surface. "You sure were quick to hide it, hmm?" he mused. "Funny, but at a glance, she looked just like you."
Sasuke wanted to flat-out deny it. But even if he hadn't already given himself away, hearing someone else say it, knowing that he hadn't imagined it -
"I don't know who she is," he said flatly, almost sternly - honestly, because there was no way he could know the face in that recent picture, even if something deep down was driving him on because in the last few hours it had become nearly obsessed with proving that his first thought wasn't possible. He glanced at Deidara and was only met with that look; with a deeper frown that was part scowl, Sasuke just kept walking, much to the relief of that restless buzzing in his chest.