the corners of his bloody lips softly curled upwards as he pressed his palm against the back of your head, gently forcing you to face him.

his weak, sharingan eyes fixated on your wide ones, blood rolling off one of his eyes.

"you...did...a good job.." he whispered, his voice low and deep..almost weak, as he coughed softly after it.

you finally managed to get him down..after endless fights, after he eliminated all of your (and his) clan..you grew into a hatred ball full of emotions for revenge, after having the sweetest love story with him before everything got ruined.

he slowly pulled you closer, his fingers twitching as he brushed his nose over your cheek, taking in your scent slowly..

"...im...sorry.."