duruadali
Little Naruto was always looking towards The Palace with amazed eyes. His eyes were always searching for specific silver armors and sharp metals, The Royal Knights. While sitting on the cold concrete he opened his hands and started to pray the same prayers to same gods like every other night. A home... a thing he never had, the warm and close feeling or at least something feels like that, some power and respect, another thing he never had...
Meanwhile, younger prince Sasuke was in that golden palace everyone adored but him. He hated fake royalty and the feeling of expensive silk cloths on his skin. He felt nothing but emptiness as he opened his hands and started to pray the same prayers to same gods like every other night. A home... a thing he always had but just on words, not the warm and close feeling... Never. Power and respect, real feelings, the one he always had but actualy he never did..
Two boys prayers never reached the gods, they mixed to other chants, unnoticed, just like any other. No one knows but without the permission of heavens, fate had other plans for these two souls.