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The Final Punishment

Happy Version

You were in your room sitting on the sill. Your head rested on the window, and your eyes watched the raindrops slowly running down the glass. You couldn't sleep that night; too many thoughts crossed your mind and it was like a big part of you was missing.

Your father has tried to comfort you several times, but you had no idea why you were sad. It's not like you thought that Madara was serious with you in the first place. He just wanted the youngest he could get. You weren't outstanding, just an ordinary girl that just came to fall in love with a business man you know since you were born.

You tried to fall for other men; you actually succeeded in doing so thanks to Sasuke, but whenever you saw a picture of that man you realized that you could never forget about him and the feelings. And in the end you broke up with Sasuke. You just couldn't stand yourself anymore for loving someone else when you are in a relationship and seeing the raven haired boy like that, always trying to make you feel better, you just knew you couldn't take it anymore.

You looked outside. There were nobody on the street. Just the rain that fit your mood. It was just like the heaven was crying for and with you. But suddenly your eyes caught a glimpse of a person wearing a drenched suit. It seemed to be a man with long hair.

Your heart stopped beating and you held your breath.

Madara?

The figure ran the direction of your house, stopping right below your window. And it was indeed the sex obsessed man known as Madara Uchiha. He stood there looking up. Though the rain was hitting his face you could make out that he had cried. But for what?

You smiled sadly at the man. He didn't know you were watching him.

The man threw away his blazer and started climbing up the wet wall.

When he was at your window his eyes widened as he noticed you watching him all the time and he fell backwards. You gasped and opened the window.

"Are you alright?" you asked shocked. He got up and ran his hand through his long hair.

"[name]!"

"Yes, that's me. What are you doing here, baka!?" You shouted at the male. He looked at you with a smile.

"You probably hate me by now, but at least let me tell you something before you send me back home."

You remained silent and listened to what he wanted to say.

"I love you."

Sad Version (Original Version)

Madara was alone in the darkness with a hurting and burning heart. He tried to call you four times, then he stopped knowing you wouldn't want to talk to him. The realization hit him too late and it was all his fault that he lost the one he loved. You would go your own path from now on and start completely new, and without him.

The male stood up and walked out of the living room. His feet leading him down the stairs into his office that was illuminated by only the moon and the stars in the rainy night sky. In slow space he approached the desk and sat down. His hand encompassed the handle of the drawer. With the other one he looked for something inside. His fingers touching something cold, he brought out a metallic and heavy object.

Madara took a deep breath and pointed the revolver at his temple.

"At least that way the pain will stop, finally." he mumbled and with those words he pulled the trigger.

The bullet ran through his head and blood flowed out of it. His lifeless body fell to ground and his pale hand had still a hold of the dangerous metal. The red liquid his face bathed in was shining due to the light of the moon.

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At the same time you were on your way to the man's apartment. He called you four times, but you didn't notice. Your phone was on mute, but the moment you looked at your phone screen you immediately ran towards the male's home.

There was something inside of you that made you worry. It was like something bad would happen, and so you ran like your life would depend on it.

As you reached the apartment everything was silent.

"Is he already asleep?" you wondered as you walked inside.

"Madara?" you called for the man, but there was no answer.

You looked in his room to find his bed clothes untouched. He wasn't in the living room either.

But he must be somewhere here? I saw his car!

You walked into the last room; the office. At first everything looked normal. There was nobody, but as you hit the light button you noticed the revolver and a pale hand, covered in blood.

"No!" You screamed and ran up to the dead corpse, crying and sobbing.

"WHY!?" You screamed even louder. You hugged his body, and cried in his not moving chest.

Wind that came through the open window blew down a paper that was on his desk. It landed on your head.

"Huh?" you asked and noticed it.

Your eyes skimmed it's content and you cried once again.

Dear [Name],

I finally realized that what I feel for you is more than I have ever felt for anyone.

I love you, and only you.

I know you probably hate me for always playing with your feelings. You did so much for me and the only thing that I did was punishing you. Ever since you were a child I hurt you and I don't want this any more.

I let you suffer enough.

This is my last punishment, goodbye.