Translation
Lebensschmerz
One shot
Inspired by:
1. Music:Comptine d'un autre été: l'après midicomposed byYann Tiersen
2nd film:What dreams may come
http://www.youtube.com/watch? v = CgYnRh8ACGQ-
be sure to listen in the background while reading, otherwise you won't really get into the feeling!
Have fun while reading :)
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The dishes piled up, the bed was unmade, the laundry was dirty and the apartment was a mess. Sasuke didn't have the strength to clean up. He had no strength at all since the death of his wife. He was sitting in the middle of the mess, the television was on, but he didn't see it. Drained and powerless. He didn't know what to do with himself. After all, his life was over too ...
The police couldn't find Sakura in the beginning, even after countless days. Sasuke still had the hope of getting her back safe and sound. But then you came across a garbage bag with a corpse in the forest. It had been the most terrifying sight in Sasuke's life. And the pictures still plagued him today.
Who?
Who did this?
Hatred and anger consumed him inside. He had an exact idea of what he would do to Sakura's killer if he knew who it was. His fingers kept digging into the fabric of his pants. Tears ran down his face inexorably. He couldn't find a way to cope with his pain. It went on for days, weeks, months. It hurt too much. Never in his life had anything upset him so much, hurt him so much. And now he knew what death felt like ...
No two nights were the same. The right side of his bed was empty. His heart lonely.
Why?
Why had it been taken from him?
He wanted children. They would have had a beautiful son who looked like Sasuke but had a golden heart like Sakura. And they would have had a daughter with eyes as wonderful as her mother and dark hair. Chiaki and Miyako. That would have been their names. And Sasuke would have loved her.
Day and night fell, but for the Uchiha each of these hours remained the same. He quit because he no longer had the strength to work. No strength - she had taken everything alive in him. Why did nothing make sense anymore? He had friends, but why didn't he want them? Alone in his apartment, alone and withdrawn, that's what he wanted.
Often he fell asleep lost in thought and with tears.
"Stop crying.", She told him and stood up to her knees in a sea.
“I can't.” His voice was nothing more than a broken breath. Her form was only pale to see, but he knew that it was Sakura.
"The more you cry, the harder you make it for me."
Even if he wasn't crying at the moment, he could feel tears in his eyes.
"Stop crying, Sasuke."
They ran down his cheeks and gathered in the sea."How?" His desperate voice grew louder.
"I can't. I can't do it, Sakura! How am I supposed to live without you ?!"
She came a few steps closer and yet seemed real. Her face took on a pained expression.
"Like before. I haven't been there all your life, Sasuke."
"Youaremy life."
She gently wiped the tears from his face. Her face so close to his and yet Sasuke knew that if he reached for her, she would disappear. It was torture and he kept succumbing to it. He wanted Sakura back, his heart cried out for it.
"Come back." Were his last words before taking her hand in his.
It robbed him of sleep, it took away his strength, it stole his life because it was his life. Every night he saw her, the water in which she stood a little higher each time. He had never cried so much in his life. And if he didn't listen to her, the day would come when he would drown her ...
How?
How could you lose something that was lost?
He had met her a few years after his parents died. He had got back what he had lost in childhood. She was everything to him. The one who got him back on his feet. An angel. Did she deserve such a death? Sasuke would have gone through hell for her. But now he couldn't even protect her from his own pain.
He longed for her warm smile. He longed for her. His dreams were too small, too simple, for him to be satisfied with. Sleep wasn't enough to satisfy his longing. He wanted to be where she was. Now & Forever. It didn't make sense anymore without her. Only Sakura was his purpose in life. And to be with her he had to sleep forever ...
Forever where you are.
My heart where yours is
Otherwise my life will not be fulfilled.
Because you are my life.
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I hope you liked it. As already stated, the very well-known piece gave me the idea. While writing I listened to it all the time, so I advise those who have read the song without reading the song to do it againwiththe song!
I came across the film by chance, even if it is actually old. I found it very moving and very well done.
The one-shot was actually intended as a FF ^^ "
But I think the short version is okay too.
As for the matter of tears: superstition (or whatever you want to call it) is everywhere and in many cultures. I once heard from a friend that they say: If you cry a lot when a loved one dies, you make the dead man's path to paradise more difficult. The tears pile up to a sea and take hold of the soul. I found it very interesting and that's why I built it here. I hope you enjoyed it ^^ "Last but not least, I just wanted to mention again that I am dedicating the one-shot to all the victims of the earthquake and tsunami disaster in Japan. Perhaps one has begun to understand the pain of the people who lost a loved one in the floods or the earthquake. On the other hand, a dear friend who had planned to leave aM, but fortunately "partially" made up her mind. Stay with us, Hamina-tan: 3
I'm always happy about clerks ^ __ ^
GLG, your Neru-chan
1. Music:Comptine d'un autre été: l'après midicomposed byYann Tiersen
2nd film:What dreams may come
http://www.youtube.com/watch? v = CgYnRh8ACGQ-
be sure to listen in the background while reading, otherwise you won't really get into the feeling!
Have fun while reading :)
_______________________________________________________
The dishes piled up, the bed was unmade, the laundry was dirty and the apartment was a mess. Sasuke didn't have the strength to clean up. He had no strength at all since the death of his wife. He was sitting in the middle of the mess, the television was on, but he didn't see it. Drained and powerless. He didn't know what to do with himself. After all, his life was over too ...
The police couldn't find Sakura in the beginning, even after countless days. Sasuke still had the hope of getting her back safe and sound. But then you came across a garbage bag with a corpse in the forest. It had been the most terrifying sight in Sasuke's life. And the pictures still plagued him today.
Who?
Who did this?
Hatred and anger consumed him inside. He had an exact idea of what he would do to Sakura's killer if he knew who it was. His fingers kept digging into the fabric of his pants. Tears ran down his face inexorably. He couldn't find a way to cope with his pain. It went on for days, weeks, months. It hurt too much. Never in his life had anything upset him so much, hurt him so much. And now he knew what death felt like ...
No two nights were the same. The right side of his bed was empty. His heart lonely.
Why?
Why had it been taken from him?
He wanted children. They would have had a beautiful son who looked like Sasuke but had a golden heart like Sakura. And they would have had a daughter with eyes as wonderful as her mother and dark hair. Chiaki and Miyako. That would have been their names. And Sasuke would have loved her.
Day and night fell, but for the Uchiha each of these hours remained the same. He quit because he no longer had the strength to work. No strength - she had taken everything alive in him. Why did nothing make sense anymore? He had friends, but why didn't he want them? Alone in his apartment, alone and withdrawn, that's what he wanted.
Often he fell asleep lost in thought and with tears.
"Stop crying.", She told him and stood up to her knees in a sea.
“I can't.” His voice was nothing more than a broken breath. Her form was only pale to see, but he knew that it was Sakura.
"The more you cry, the harder you make it for me."
Even if he wasn't crying at the moment, he could feel tears in his eyes.
"Stop crying, Sasuke."
They ran down his cheeks and gathered in the sea."How?" His desperate voice grew louder.
"I can't. I can't do it, Sakura! How am I supposed to live without you ?!"
She came a few steps closer and yet seemed real. Her face took on a pained expression.
"Like before. I haven't been there all your life, Sasuke."
"Youaremy life."
She gently wiped the tears from his face. Her face so close to his and yet Sasuke knew that if he reached for her, she would disappear. It was torture and he kept succumbing to it. He wanted Sakura back, his heart cried out for it.
"Come back." Were his last words before taking her hand in his.
It robbed him of sleep, it took away his strength, it stole his life because it was his life. Every night he saw her, the water in which she stood a little higher each time. He had never cried so much in his life. And if he didn't listen to her, the day would come when he would drown her ...
How?
How could you lose something that was lost?
He had met her a few years after his parents died. He had got back what he had lost in childhood. She was everything to him. The one who got him back on his feet. An angel. Did she deserve such a death? Sasuke would have gone through hell for her. But now he couldn't even protect her from his own pain.
He longed for her warm smile. He longed for her. His dreams were too small, too simple, for him to be satisfied with. Sleep wasn't enough to satisfy his longing. He wanted to be where she was. Now & Forever. It didn't make sense anymore without her. Only Sakura was his purpose in life. And to be with her he had to sleep forever ...
Forever where you are.
My heart where yours is
Otherwise my life will not be fulfilled.
Because you are my life.
_______________________________________________________
I hope you liked it. As already stated, the very well-known piece gave me the idea. While writing I listened to it all the time, so I advise those who have read the song without reading the song to do it againwiththe song!
I came across the film by chance, even if it is actually old. I found it very moving and very well done.
The one-shot was actually intended as a FF ^^ "
But I think the short version is okay too.
As for the matter of tears: superstition (or whatever you want to call it) is everywhere and in many cultures. I once heard from a friend that they say: If you cry a lot when a loved one dies, you make the dead man's path to paradise more difficult. The tears pile up to a sea and take hold of the soul. I found it very interesting and that's why I built it here. I hope you enjoyed it ^^ "Last but not least, I just wanted to mention again that I am dedicating the one-shot to all the victims of the earthquake and tsunami disaster in Japan. Perhaps one has begun to understand the pain of the people who lost a loved one in the floods or the earthquake. On the other hand, a dear friend who had planned to leave aM, but fortunately "partially" made up her mind. Stay with us, Hamina-tan: 3
I'm always happy about clerks ^ __ ^
GLG, your Neru-chan