Sasuke and Naruto couldn't be more in love. But when both head to the brink of death and forget thier childhood, will their love be stronger than amnesia? Or will they fall into a pit of loss, confusion, and fear without the other to pull them out?
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I hadn't seen Naruto in a week. I suspected he was avoiding me, giving me time to process the sudden arrival of... of... Him.
Had the circumstances been different, I would have gone to see him as soon as I could. But... I couldn't. I couldn't just... face him with my weakness.
Weakness... Weakness...
An explosion of mortar startled me.
I stared at my hand, going through the plaster of my bedroom. I kept staring, looking at the dust slowly settling on my bed covers and arm. I stared until tears brimmed my eyes from thinking about the events of last week.
Had it only been a week?
A week since I pleasured my love?
A week since I said hi to anyone?
A week since I went on that mission?
A week since I shuddered in horror at a name I had never wanted to hear again?
A week since I showed WEAKNESS in front of my peers... In front of Naruto...
I tried to hold it all in, tried to keep the raging emotions in check, tried to stop the sobs and tears.
I did. I really did. But I suppose that even statues break.
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( I didn't see the need to edit this one much!
Also, today's December 21, 2017; when I wrote this anyway.
As I said before, I'm definitely going to keep writing this story. It's horrible. But not horrible enough to give up on. 😁
