𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐧𝐞𝐣𝐢 𝐡.

𝟰𝟭 ❤︎

chapter forty one ;; apologies

❝ Are you scared of me now? ❞

It'd been some time since you'd seen everyone. As time progressed, the side effects of your infuriation pursued and took a toll on your mental and physical state. There would be days where you would have terrible migraines, days where your body felt heavy and you were unable to pick yourself up, days where a string of emotions would take over you—, it was quite concerning.

Of course, the one most concerned was Masagi. However, he barely had time to check up on you due to him being especially busy with his newborn and Haruka, but the thought of you never perished. Neji decided to do all of the missions that were initially assigned to you since he hated for you to push yourself. Toshiro and Inochi would come to visit, but it always seemed to be at the wrong times. It would either be when you were resting or when you hadn't felt like interacting with anyone.

It was a lost cause, as Toshiro would put it. However, you simply needed time, and time was what you got.

That was until you finally felt a sense of motivation.

You managed to get back on track with your daily routines, adding in some extra things that you failed to do for the past couple of days. You felt so relieved, like a heavy weight was lifted off of your shoulders. Though—, you could go for a shoulder massage to ease the residing pain of that heavy weight.

Unfortunately, Neji was not there to make your wishes come true.

That said, you dealt with the pain and went about your day. To add to your pain, you were home alone. Alone, bored, and in pain. You were unsure of what to do, and you were a bit hungry, so you were in the pantry to grab a snack.

Once you closed the door, you'd been greeted by a very familiar face.

"What are you doing, you creep?!" You scowled, your heart practically jumping out of your chest from how your brother came out of nowhere.

He shrugged. "Where is everyone?"

Your eyebrow twitched in annoyance. "Up your—."

"Haha. Very funny, Y/n." He cut you off.

"I know. Anyway, I'm glad you're here. Do you mind doing me a favor?"

"That depends."

"Could you massage my shoulders?"

"...Uh, excuse me?"

"I'm in a lot of pain, and my shoulders are pretty sore from when I fought that girl—, well, everywhere is sore, honestly."

"Oh, I meant to ask you about that." He said. "What was all that about? Masagi gave me a small rundown on what happened, but I didn't really understand it."

"I'll tell you if you give me a shoulder massage."

"I'm not that desperate to know."

You huffed. "Whatever."

"But, I'll do it. Wouldn't want my sister walking around in pain, yeah?" Kenji pat your head, his fingers curling slightly to have a soft grasp on your scalp as he pulled you back.

And that's how you ended up on the couch, one leg crossed over the other with a bag of chips in your hand, explaining everything to your older brother.