Nejis pov
Two weeks later
I stumbled inside with shikamaru keeping me steady. Its been a crazy kind of two weeks...
Hinata and naruto are starting their new life together so I can't stay with them. I don't really mind though. I'm just happy that I woke up in time for their wedding.
I'm not exactly close with anyone else so shikamaru offered to help me out until I feel well enough to look after myself. I hate having people look after me but I am grateful for his help.
"alright" he said as he helped me into a seat "sit right here and I'll get you something to eat"
"thank you" I muttered.
"heh no problem kid" he said as he ruffled my hair "I promise not to keep you waiting long"
I frowned. I hate when he calls me kid. I'm a year older than him for god sake!
I stared at my hand for a moment. It's insane to me that two years of my life are gone forever. I know I should be grateful to be alive at all but it still hurts. Not just the physical pain but also the pain of this helplessness. This uncertainty of whether or not I'll ever be the same again.
"ok kid I'm back-" he stopped once he saw me "neji are you alright?" his face looked conserned. It's then I realise I was crying.
"I-I don't know" I said truthfully.
He nodded and gently pulled me into a hug. It's then that I broke down. He rubbed circles into my back and muttered reassuring things. It felt nice...
Like maybe everything's not so bad.
