[ it really is something else. to hear those words come from someone else. he's not sure when it happened, not exactly. in the academy, when the teams had first been assigned, naruto would never have predicted that these people- would become so precious. something he doesn't have the words to describe. but maybe that was the nature of the bond itself.
down the hall, he can hear movement. sakura coming in the door, speaking quietly with sasuke about her day. there are three pairs of shoes in the foyer and there are dirty dishes in the sink. there is the sound of life, all around him. a space that he can share with others, for the very first time.
naruto's eyes close, and neji's words of encouragement find a willing foothold in his chest. because naruto thinks- he thinks that when you're alone, all you think about is dying. but when there are two of you, three- all you think about is surviving. ]
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down the hall, he can hear movement. sakura coming in the door, speaking quietly with sasuke about her day. there are three pairs of shoes in the foyer and there are dirty dishes in the sink. there is the sound of life, all around him. a space that he can share with others, for the very first time.
naruto's eyes close, and neji's words of encouragement find a willing foothold in his chest. because naruto thinks- he thinks that when you're alone, all you think about is dying. but when there are two of you, three- all you think about is surviving. ]
Thank you, Neji.