𝖧𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗁𝖺𝗄𝗂 𝖣𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 | 𝗦𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘂 P2

8.

"Don't say shit like that." Naruto turned away from me. I smiled at him but realized the current situation and suggested we may need to go back to the dinner table (knowing my mother she'll look at me raising her eyebrows like we just did a quick-ie.)

"I'll be right there." Naruto excused himself and head to the bathroom in a hurry. He full on ran. Not quite what I suspected but you know if you gotta go, you gotta go. I shrugged my shoulders and quietly went back into the dinning room and guess what I was right my mother was looking at me with her eyebrows raised. God I love my mother since she's pretty predictable.

•Naruto's POV•

I hunched over the toilet, my knees hitting the ground. There was blood, and flower petals sprinkled in like sprinkles on a cupcake expect much larger. It was an array of the two. My throat burned and ached.

It hurts.

I started to cough feeling nauseous. I tried to stay where my head could be above the toilet. My stomach started to hurt, towards the middle and it was getting hard to breath.

Then there was thud then I was out laying out on a cold tile floor. I was still conscious but there was no point trying to get up. So I stared at the ceiling. The white, bright ceiling.

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Why did Sasuke rummage through my stuff?! Fuck! If he read the page before then this would be different. It was an confession. I either had to make to myself or other people. But this time it was mostly to myself.

I loved Sasuke Uchiha. There was no doubt yet he didn't feel that way for me so my heart started to ache. I realized something. This was an one-sided love. Sasuke's love for me was admiration from when we were kids. This was different. It was romantic love. I wanted the real love that couldn't be denied. My phone still in my back pocket of my blue jeans. I pulled out my phone and pull up a recent search.

Hanahaki Disease.

The title read,

"Hanahaki disease is a fictional disease where the victim of unrequited or one-sided love begins to vomit or cough up the petals of a flowering plant growing in their lungs which will eventually grow large enough to render breathing impossible if left..."

No. No no no. It's supposed to fictional. Fictional. This isn't supposed to be happening to me. So why, why does this feel this way? Cold wet tears started to stream down my face.

"Fucking hell." I groaned and tried to sit up. No use.

'Just five minutes.. just give me five minutes then I'll up and add em'.' I thought as this cold tile floor became too comfy for my own comfort.

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•Sasuke's POV•

I checked around me with the corner of my eyes. No Naruto. Well shit. Who am I supposed to talk shit with now? My mother gave me an skeptical glance but I had to shrug it off.

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This chapter is shorter then normal I know. But I was lightheaded writing the end of this but this shall do. We wonder what will happen to the two of them once Naruto is found 👀. Only a heart can hope.

For survival at least ;).