Naruto does not speak secretly

The author has something to say: It's a side story!I really can't help but want to smash cp.

Flower vomiting disease is set, the timeline is after the war, there is a severed hand, I hope it will not be reported...

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【Extras】

At the end of the Fourth World War, after such a large-scale destructive battle, the surviving people had no time to repair at all, and everyone except the wounded devoted themselves to the construction of their homes.

Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke, who were seriously injured, were sent to a temporary hospital. No matter from which aspect, it is impossible for people to let these two young men who took the lead in the war die.

Chakra is close to exhaustion, and wounds are everywhere on the body, but the most terrifying thing is not these, but their severed hands, a large amount of blood loss almost killed the two people, and finally after the treatment of a large number of medical ninjas It was only out of the dangerous period.

Few could forget the tragedy at that time, but the two strong teenagers were recovering at an unimaginable speed, and they were able to walk on the ground in less than half of the time.

But even so, it was impossible for them to leave the hospital like this. Under the watchful eyes of the medical ninjas with terrifying faces, they didn't even dare to prolong their walk.

The two people in hospital clothes walked slowly side by side, their arms were empty, and their clothes occasionally bumped into everything. At such moments, they usually don't have much communication, they just enjoy the approaching afternoon, like two little old men Generally basking in the sun to feel warm.

This war made them experience too much and absorb too much. The two people who were once impulsive also began to become calm.

But today, Uchiha Sasuke found that something was wrong with the guy around him.

Frowning from time to time, coupled with a somewhat pale complexion, compared to before, the current physical condition seems to be a little worse.

"Naruto, what's wrong?"

Knowing Uzumaki Naruto's stubborn nature, if no one asks, he will definitely endure the pain alone, but the situation is different now, even if their bodies are gradually recovering, it can't change that they were still seriously injured not long ago In fact, if you hide your body discomfort, no one can guarantee that there will be any accidents.

"Oh? Nothing to say!"

For more than ten years, the almost-adult boy still used the oral addiction he had when he was a child, but he didn't realize that whenever he lied, the oral addiction he used would intensify, with obvious awkwardness.

Uchiha Sasuke stopped, he turned slightly, looked at Uzumaki Naruto, and stopped.

The afternoon breeze made the surrounding leaves rustle. It was such a beautiful scene, but Naruto Uzumaki felt as if he was being targeted by something terrifying.

"What are you doing!" He took a few steps back, stuttering more and more under Sasuke's gaze, and the tangled look on his face became more obvious.

"Naruto."

"Hmm..." The blond boy trembled when his name was called.

After experiencing the last battle, both he and Sasuke lost a hand, but they realized the common thinking in a real sense, and Sasuke, since then, began to use "Naruto" instead It used to be the word "crane tail".

This was the first time that his name was called so seriously, and the emotions contained in it even made him numb all over.

When a person really starts to put you at the center, simply calling out names can make people feel the emotion that is hard to ignore.

Uzumaki Naruto's face was full of panic, and his eyes were rolling around, obviously guilty.

He has nothing to do with such Sasuke, and finally loses.

"Recently...the body seems to be a little strange." He stretched out his hand, grabbed the clothes on his chest, and pinched it almost full of wrinkles.

This sentence is like a switch.

Naruto was breathing with some difficulty, and the oppressive feeling in his chest gradually expanded until it finally turned into an unbearable tearing feeling. His brain was muddy, and it was already difficult to handle the current situation. The itching in his throat even started Dry and sore.

Until the end, the sweet smell broke through the burning and dryness in the body, rose up the throat, and finally overflowed from the mouth.

A line of blood gradually fell from the corner of his mouth, as if he felt something was wrong with him, Naruto stretched out his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth lightly, then stared blankly at the bright red on the back of his hand.

His vision had already started to blur, not only his legs, but his whole body began to feel weak, until finally he fell forward.

Sasuke watched in astonishment what happened almost instantaneously, his pupils vibrated violently, and he stretched out his hand reflexively, only to find that he had only one arm left, and finally rushed forward, using his body to catch the man who was about to fall. Naruto brought Naruto half-kneeling on the grass because of his unsteady balance.

"Hello... the one at the end of the crane?" At this moment of panic, he once again called out the name he had called out countless times.

"Hello... Naruto?"

He wanted to pick him up and send him to a hospital not far away, but he lost an arm, and even because of the heavy burden on his body before, it was the first time that Sasuke, who couldn't use Chakra, showed a flustered expression that didn't fit his character. look.

He yelled for the doctor and the name of the medical ninja he knew well, and the chakra in the meridian that was still being cultivated began to fluctuate, and at the same time, it also brought a dull pain.

Until he smelled a scent, the scent was not strong, but it completely changed the smell of the surrounding vegetation, as well as the smell of blood that appeared just now, Naruto who fell into his arms trembled slightly, until finally, he coughed violently and dried up. Vomit.

The scent spread in the air until something finally fell.

He raised his head and looked at the palm of his hand. It was a flower petal, golden yellow, almost the same color as Naruto's hair color, just looking at it would make people feel very happy.

But here... why are there petals?

"Ah...Sasuke, it looks terrible." He heard the blond idiot in his arms say so.

Sasuke moved slightly, and lowered his head slightly, the emotions originally expressed because the person in his arms was awake instantly froze.

Bad, isn't it.

The blond fool spread out his hands, a few drops of blood fell on the palms, covered with golden petals, and more fell on their bodies.

……

Naruto Uzumaki once again entered the isolation ward for intensive observation. Such a rare and wonderful symptom attracted almost all medical ninjas who knew about it.

After a week of mobilization, together with medical ninjas from other ninja villages, and after searching day and night, they finally found a description of a similar disease in an ancient book.

Flower vomiting.

Coughing up petals from the mouth, whether it is the response to the attack or the name, will make people praise the "romantic" disease.

Of course, if the disease didn't make the guy in bed gradually pale and thin.

The mortality rate of flower vomiting is unbelievably high. If it cannot be cured, it will be a dead end. Because it is an extremely rare disease, there are no more records in the records, and the conditions for cure are not known at all.

If he can't be cured, he can only die, as long as a year, as little as a week, and Naruto, who has been tortured for a week, at such a wonderful age, his life has begun to count down.

No one can accept such an ending.

The ninjas who fought side by side with Naruto kept their expressions on the surface, but secretly began to frantically search for a cure for flower vomiting.

Uchiha Sasuke is even worse, this time no one can prevent him from applying for leaving the hospital in advance, of course, they will not stop it.

Things aren't always bad, though.

The first week, the second week, the third week...

Naruto, who had an attack of flower vomiting that day, has never had an attack since then, and he seems to be in much better spirits.

Naruto in the intensive care unit shook the bottle in which he spit out petals boredly. The petals he spit out were sunflowers.

The golden petals haven't withered in such a long time, Naruto Uzumaki lifted it up, and observed the slightly radiant petals through the sunlight from the window.

"Sunflower..." Naruto shook it once, then again.

Naruto, who was lazily lying on the hospital bed, thought of something, suddenly jumped up, knocked on the glass, and stopped Haruno Sakura who was writing something.

"Sakura! Do you know the flower language of sunflowers?"

Haruno Sakura glanced at the boy in the ward in surprise, probably a little surprised that men are interested in the language of flowers, but the female ninja in the flower shop at home didn't take it too seriously: "Sunflower, are you loyal?"

"Loyal?"

"But sunflowers also have a very sad flower language, well...You guys probably don't have much interest in such a flower language."

"Oh?! How come! Say it, Sakura!"

"A love that is silent, a love that is not spoken."

……

Silent love.

Unspoken love.

As night fell, the petals of the sunflower, which were incomparably compatible with the sun, were finally thrown into the corner, the cork fell off, and the petals scattered all over the ground.

Naruto stood in front of the window looking at the full moon outside.

He felt the coolness of the floor, and felt the terrible burning sensation spreading from nowhere in his body, as if he felt something, he turned his head and looked at the flower petals scattered on the ground.

Naruto pinched one of them and lifted it up. Through the moonlight, he found the markings that gradually appeared on the petals, which represented that they were about to wither. The petals that were plump and tender before had become dry and rough. Just like his life.

The words of the sunflower made these petals start to turn and wither at an unimaginable speed.

As ninjas, people who walk on the tip of a knife always have a sixth sense that ordinary people don't have, and before they die, this sixth sense comes into play.

He was about to die, probably when the flower withered completely, probably when the sun appeared.

Originally a life spanning decades, but only a few hours left, Naruto pinched his clothes, because of fear, his body even became a little stiff and cold.

Are you afraid?Fear.

But there was an incomprehensible sense of joy in it.

As Sunflower's flower language said, he has an unspoken love, which is enough to shock everyone, is not allowed to exist, and is deeply buried.

He only has feelings for Uchiha Sasuke.

Naruto Uzumaki stretched out his hand and dropped the petals, and the golden petals fluttered to the ground. At the same time, the closed window shattered, and he jumped lightly and stood up.

Naruto, who hadn't left the ward for a long time, opened his hands and breathed the air outside. His thin hospital gown was blown up. He turned the chakra in his body and jumped down.

It was still some time before dawn, which was enough for him to rush to the Valley of the End.

Uzumaki Naruto didn't intend to express his feelings, but to meet the sunrise in the Valley of the End and die facing the sun was his best ending.

……

No matter what kind of turmoil there is in the hospital.

Before dawn, Uzumaki Naruto finally arrived at the waterfall where the two huge stone statues originally stood.

The two stone statues collapsed during the battle. Naruto, who had been running wildly in the forest all night, had fine wounds on his feet. He sat on the broken stone statue and looked at the distant sky that gradually began to fade in color.

The heart seemed to be tightly held by something, and it began to ache, and the pain continued to spread, and finally spread to his lungs and throat.

The body has reached the limit, the eyes are full of exhaustion and forbearance, the whole person is a bit dim, and the back is arched a little sleepily.

He was panting heavily, some icy air circulated around his scorching lungs and then exhaled again.

Naruto's only hand trembled slightly, grasping his chest, so as to endure the groan/groan from his mouth due to the pain.

Just like the scene of the first episode of flower vomiting before, the corners of the mouth were left with blood lines again, the pupils were gradually slackening, the eyes that were shining brightly became dim, and the fragrance of flowers spread in the air.

He is going to die.

A gleam of light gradually scattered in the distance, and he had lost even the strength to raise his head.

"Uzumaki Naruto!!!"

The sitting blond idiot opened his eyes suddenly, his body was obviously already dying, but at this moment he had a little strength.

He turned his head and saw the black-haired bastard rushing towards him in a mess.

"Zuo..."

And before he called out the other party's name, the unspoken words were blocked back.

The simple kiss took on a rough color at some point, the hormones and adrenal hormones soared, and it was built on the basis of death. After leaving behind the sorrow and pain, the two people's most instinctive scramble brought a blush Heartbeat means.

It wasn't until the lips and tongue were numb and even smelled bloody that the two separated.

Naruto, who was dazed by the wonderful development of the matter, gradually came back to his senses, touched his lips after pauses, and then exploded instantly: "You! Me! No! Why are you here?!"

But the black-haired boy on the opposite side didn't answer his question directly, but took a step forward, and said with Uzumaki Naruto's terrified expression: "The one at the end of the crane, flower vomiting is contagious."

As if confirming what he said, the corner of his mouth gradually left a streak of blood.

"Then why did you come here!!! You obviously left me alone..." Uzumaki Naruto stretched out his fist and punched it hard, but the light punch was easily caught.

"But you're still alive."

The sky was almost completely illuminated, and Naruto Uzumaki, who was supposed to die at sunrise, was alive and well.

At this moment, the two coughed at the same time, spitting out brightly colored petals.

The pain that was originally caused by this is also taken away.

The body is like getting rid of some burden, it is extremely light.

——Flower vomiting, the condition to be cured is to kiss the person you like.

——Of course, there is also a premise that the person you love also has the same feelings for you.

"Huh?! So why?"

"Probably because idiots don't die easily."

Uchiha Sasuke turned around, hiding the smile on his lips.

——Well, the idiot has just begun to understand, and it's not time to be anxious.