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Naruto sinks to his knees in front of Sasuke on the floor in the empty apartment. The cold November air seeps in through the open window that Sasuke hadn’t bothered to shut after it got dark, harsh fluorescent lights washing them in a sick glow, carving out every broken and maimed part of them and laying it in stark contrast.
“Naruto,” Sasuke says, quieter this time. The tiredness that seems to live in his body now begins to crawl over him like hands pulling him under water. “Your Konoha is not the same as mine.”
Or, as the years pass after the Fourth Great War, Sasuke struggles with the concept of love.
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Bookmarked by maki82
19 Jun 2025
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Es como si todos en el mundo estuvieran caminando con heridas abiertas, y él se siente loco porque puede verlas, allí mismo, como si la sangre roja brillante estuviera fluyendo de ellas justo delante de sus ojos, pero a nadie parece importarle. Es como si fuera el único en el mundo que lo siente. El único en el mundo que se aferra a la herida, buscando cualquier manera de aplicar presión para que no se desangre hasta morir.