[closed] and you see the things they never see

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Characters: Saralegui and Sasuke
Location: Their apartment in Death City Heights
Rating: Probably PG-13?
Time: December 9th, around 3AM
Description: Sasuke has a nightmare, Sara tries to help, they're both awkward as all hell.

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[hatedriven]

[Sasuke wasn't awake to hear Saralegui rise, nor did the sound of a door opening and footsteps rouse him from his slumber the way it should have. instead, he was in a fitful state of sleep. a crease in his sleeping brow as he lay half tucked on his side, facing away from the door.

it was the same as always, the nightmare- only different. the flickering images of his family being slaughtered before his eyes. splatters of blood across walls and floorboards, across his own hands. hands that when he looked up, he was faced with the twisted bodies of curses and failed experiments. orochimaru's unending grin that he staggered to get away from. the need to fight his way out, slipping on blood, trying to get away from what was chasing him. sometimes it was orochimaru, sometimes it was itachi. sometimes he wasn't sure who it was at all and was only aware of his heart pounding and the bodies he was tripping over to get away.]

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[he crossed to sasuke's room quietly, careful in case there really was an intruder or something. but when he cautiously opened the door a crack and peeked in, he was both relieved and disappointed to find it empty of visitors.

sasuke, however, didn't seem as normal as the state of the room. sara knew by now that his partner wasn't a particularly violent sleeper, and his expression didn't seem right either. concerned, he moved over to the bedside and leant over it, laying a hand lightly against his weapon's shoulder and speaking with a hushed voice.]

Sasuke?

[hatedriven]

[his body twitched under the touch, but unlike his usual behaviour, he didn't wait immediately upon contact. instead, he made an indistinct sound, guttural and distressed.

a kunai flung hit him in the shoulder and sent him staggering, had him whirl at the pressure on his back and bring his katana through the people behind him. it was only after the movement ended did he realize his blade had sliced Naruto's throat. that as he staggered back, it was Saralegui's corpse he'd tripped over. his sword clattered from his hand and he shrank back from the shadow looming behind Naruto's collapsing figure. his hand closed on another body, and a glance showed him Sakura.

he cried out, and the sound translated passed his dream as the half shout that had woken Saralegui in the first place.]

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[he'd initially jerked his hand back at the fitful movements, startled away for a moment, but once he heard the shout he frowned and reached back over, a strong grip on sasuke's arm now. he gave his partner a shake, sharp jostling that was meant to wake him quickly from was looked like an extremely unpleasant dream.]