It's Written In Red

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no i didn't have to reread the story-

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He didn't get it, his motive, what was he going for?

He ran away, not accepting help from anyone, not even worried glances. He shut them all out.

He shut him out.

There was an ache in the blonde's chest, he was hurt that he'd done it, why had he done it? He thought that there was some sort of bond, trust between them.

He yearned for him.

Was it Sasuke, perhaps?

Of course he had, but it wasn't as strong as he did for Kakashi, it would never be.

He hasn't seen him in days, and those days made a very persistent part of him quake.

Who knew if he was alright? He didn't see even his silhouette anymore.

He had to seek him out, but where could he be? He was no where to be found, he couldn't even locate a loose petal.

He could drop by his home, but the last few times he'd came about he wasn't there. Or he just wouldn't answer, he didn't know. He couldn't just break into his house, or he could, but even that told him it wasn't right.

He didn't want to barge in on his privacy, he was afraid to destroy anything they had.

If he wanted to be alone, he should be alone.

But Naruto just wasn't taking no as an answer.

He would find a way through.

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