Naruto You

Sasuke stared at Sakura for a long time, the people around were silent, he saw the person sitting in the coffin looking at him with his head tilted in the quiet world——

However, just make do with it, and don't expect to be born with reincarnation...

Obsession with obsession finally collapsed into a fragility that can be broken at the touch of a touch.

At this moment, he clearly remembered the bloody face inside the enchantment, and finally opened and closed his lips to spit out an inaudible sound...

What did you say at that time...

He was once again clearly aware of his death, and now, everything about Uzumaki Naruto has easily become his demon——

He fell into the past, and the inaudible words spit out the opened and closed lips——

He cared about that inaudible voice, so his world was completely silent——

The ethereal voice that has been ringing in my ears for more than a year has been silenced!

Sasuke panicked, he took a few steps back, then suddenly turned around and ran out, he wanted to hear his voice——

He returned to the wooden house where he saw Naruto as fast as he could, and he opened the door with a bang, but the man in black was gone, and Naruto was still sitting in the coffin, motionless, as if he had kept his posture for the past few days. In this posture, the crooked head slowly lifted up after seeing him...

The blue eyes were like translucent glass soaked in ink, Sasuke approached the coffin step by step, his heart seemed to be filled with mercury, falling in pain.He walked to the coffin, squatted down beside Naruto, raised his hand and touched Naruto's face tentatively——

Memories intertwined.

He saw the past, but only remembered the anger, sadness, embarrassment, loneliness, and helplessness on his face in the conspiracy, and the tragic persistence until death——

And now, the dirty soil is full of cracks and familiar faces——

He was very afraid that Naruto would push him away, and then asked him in an indifferent voice with a dirty look——

What about the peace you tell me?

However, the person in the coffin just turned his head to look at him, staring at him without blinking, like a clay puppet, with an expressionless face.

Sasuke slowly realized that Naruto would not push him away, he was lucky enough to see that dirty face so painful that he couldn't breathe...

The slender and fair hand rubbed against that face, the delicate softness in the memory became rough and hard, Sasuke brushed over the cracks on his face, moved close to his forehead and kissed him lightly, under the thin lips was a dry desert, nothing Life also has no temperature.

Sasuke closed his eyes and felt the indifference and dryness of the touch, the illusion that the dryness was transmitted through his indulgent shallow kiss, the illusion that his lips were cracked between the kisses, the illusion that he was as dry as him, with cracks everywhere the whole body——

However, after finishing the shallow forehead kiss, he looked down at his hand, the blue meridians under the pale skin twisted and twisted - raised his head and met those blue eyes soaked in ink, without blinking...

"Hey... the one at the end of the crane."

He murmured intimacy in a hoarse and dry voice, and finally he didn't have a furious voice to answer him "Asshole Sasuke".

Naruto tilted his head slightly to look at him, but didn't respond, like a clay puppet who didn't understand anything, but could only move.

"idiot……"

Sasuke yelled again, but there was still no response. The filthy clay puppet closed its mouth and looked at him without saying a word, expressionless.

Sasuke slowly raised his hand to pinch Naruto's mouth and kissed him, the coldness without any response made him unforgettable——

He backed away in embarrassment, pressed Naruto's head in his arms, and called his name over and over again.

"Naruto... Naruto... Uzumaki Naruto..."

What is it that I hold...

"Talk to me, okay..."

And what am I...

Sasuke stood up slowly, bent down to pick up Naruto in the coffin, and walked out step by step, "Let's go back to Konoha..."

"Then you have to tell me, what exactly did you want to tell me that day..."

What on earth were you trying to tell me that day.

Sasuke Uchiha sat on the partition of the promenade and looked at the sky in a daze. After returning to Konoha with Naruto, he left the attic. Some places used to be beautiful, although I can’t remember the details. It's all something, and I don't want to set foot with the later ending.

winter.

The first snow of the year fluttered down.

It was cold, and even the chirping of insects could not be heard in the empty Uchiha mansion, and there was an empty desolation in the silence.

Sasuke was in a trance thinking about what Naruto's opened and closed lips said that day, and then lost his mind in a trance, until something touched his arm, and he pulled back his sanity that was trapped in the void.

He lowered his head and saw the cracked hand holding his arm, then looked up to the side, the expressionless clay puppet was looking at him, blue eyes fell into the ink...

"Uzumaki Naruto."

He yelled softly, feeling a little strangely relieved, "You are here."

Hollow and suffocating.

The dirty Naruto didn't respond.

There has been no response for months.

If Sasuke was afraid of Naruto's indifference for a second, it has become a desolate joke during this time-even indifference is an emotion, but now Naruto is stingy at giving it to anyone The slightest emotional reaction.

He said sorry to him, he was generally deaf and couldn't hear.

He took him to a fun, he doesn't have a metabolism and doesn't need to eat.

He asked him to meet his old friend, but he couldn't see through his eyes.

After hearing the news, Gaara came to Konoha, looked at Naruto like this for a long time, and finally just said to Sasuke who said nothing, "Look at him carefully, look into his eyes carefully, See what else you can see with the eyes you are willing to open."

After he finished speaking, he turned his back, and Sasuke saw his tears in a trance, it seemed that it was not the first time he saw him cry, but Sasuke couldn't remember when the first time was...

Time is a one-time miss, and there is no chance of regret for the choice that falls in time.

Close your eyes once, open them again and it's sunset...

Without bright light, there is no need to hide and cover up anymore. The real liar looks at the silent and inferior dirt, and seems to be trapped in a new demon in the silence——

"What did you want to tell me that day..."

Shigego, who was still with Sasuke, always heard Sasuke ask such a sentence.

There was no response in the empty Uchiha mansion, and Sasuke would add another sentence later, "Uzumaki Naruto."

……

"Uzumaki Naruto, speak up."

……

"Please speak."

……

The silent Uzumaki Naruto would always follow Sasuke, step by step, and when he was forced to leave, he would stay there motionless like a statue, until Sasuke approached him again, then he would move and raise his arms to hug Sasuke arms, looked at Sasuke without blinking, blue eyes fell into the ink...

It was absolutely hypocritical and sweet torture, Sasuke who was restrained couldn't do anything, he and Tsunade took a long vacation, suffocating in that kind of staring bit by bit, breathless day by day...

But you won't die if you can't breathe.

live on--

"What did you want to tell me that day..."

he asked again.

No echo.

Winter snow drifted into the eaves of the corridor and landed in a blue eye. The blue eye did not blink, and the ice crystals melted and fell out of the eye sockets, like tears...

Sasuke suddenly turned his head and didn't dare to look at that face again, took a deep breath, pushed away Naruto's hand holding his arm and got up to leave, he was out of breath.

Naruto behind him still got up and followed behind him, Sasuke quickened his steps to avoid, the sound of footsteps behind him also followed suit, holding his arm with a warm hand.

Being held back, Sasuke turned around suddenly, grabbed Naruto's wrist, twisted his arm and pressed him against the pillar——

"What did you want to tell me that day! Naruto Uzumaki, tell me!"

You don't respond!

He pressed Naruto's shoulder, with a ferocious expression, and his hoarse voice roared, "Uzumaki Naruto, talk to me!"

Always no response!

I don't know if it's because of anger or fear, or because pain and thought can't be intertwined into nausea, Sasuke lost control of too many suppressed emotions, he twisted Naruto's wrist hard to force him to speak, "You give me explain--"

There was a cracking sound in his hand, but Sasuke's roar was suddenly stopped...

He lowered his head in disbelief, and stared at the broken wrist in his hand. The scene was vaguely familiar, but this time there was no blood flowing out of the broken place.

The uncontrollable anger disappeared without a trace, he seemed to be frightened, he threw the severed hand out of the corridor in a panic, pulled Naruto over and pressed it in his arms, "No, Uzumaki Naruto, I won't hurt you Yes, never again, sorry, sorry..."

He carried Naruto into the room, carefully wiped off the water on his face with his sleeve, touched his cold and dry face, and muttered to himself, "Are you cold?"

As he said, he wrapped the thin quilt around Naruto's body, and carefully hid his severed arm under the thin quilt...

"You don't have to run after me, and you don't have to pull me. I'm not leaving. Go to sleep. I'll be here with you. You'll be fine when you sleep well..."

Naruto just looked at him in his arms without saying a word, Sasuke stared at those blue eyes dazedly, and after a long time he brought up the ridiculous old story again, "What did you want to tell me that day... Naruto Uzumaki. "

Still no response.

Chong Wu sat outside the door and listened, the ramen in his hand had long since become a ball, there was no need to send it in...

There is no need for the two people inside, neither of them are human beings.

He sighed, not understanding why Sasuke was so obsessed with that sentence——

What exactly was he trying to tell you that day?What, what's the difference...

After several days passed, Naruto's hand did not grow back.

Sasuke became anxious, not knowing what was wrong with the reincarnation of the dirt, he asked Chonggo to find Orochimaru, and couldn't wait to run to the snow to find the severed hand.

He took the gauze and took the severed hand back to Naruto, and then pulled his sleeves to cover up the traces of the gauze. Naruto tilted his head to watch Sasuke's movements, and after he was done, he raised his arm Looking at his hand that appeared again, his face was expressionless, and then he looked at Sasuke, his face was expressionless.

Innocent vicious.

"What did you want to tell me that day..."

The cliché is like a joke, and the empty Uchiha mansion is silent.

No one cares about that question except himself...

A few days later, Shigego showed up at the Uchiha mansion with Orochimaru. Orochimaru looked at Naruto in the dirt and then looked at Sasuke. His pale face had bewitching facial features, and his slender eyes were incomprehensible. Shen Shen, "Sasuke, do you want him to be by your side like this?"

Sasuke opened his mouth and couldn't answer, he would make him breathless, but...

"The wounded place won't heal because this 'Dirty Earth Reincarnation' has no immortality..."

Seeing that Sasuke was silent, Orochimaru opened his mouth again, "Do you know why he didn't speak... because the soul in his body has no spiritual consciousness, and the soul movement is also weakening a little bit-this 'Dirty Earth Reincarnation' seems to be somehow There is also a lifespan, according to the current state, it is estimated that there is less than half a year left."

Orochimaru was talking, his slender eyes never left Sasuke, he saw Sasuke turned his back without saying a word, hugged Naruto, pressed his head on Naruto's shoulder, his hoarse voice let out a slight air current, "roll……"

No more energy to growl in embarrassment.

Naruto who was being hugged was still expressionless, his eyes were facing Orochimaru and Shigego standing in front of him, and he didn't react at all to the person who was holding him.

Orochimaru met those godless blue eyes, and there were complex emotions in those bewitching eyes...

He suddenly felt that compared to Sasuke, he was much luckier and smarter.

He turned around, and heard the hoarse voice of the cocooned man behind him, "Whirlpool Naruto."

The voice is lonely in the empty room and cannot get a response...

Sasuke, you emphasize his name, because you know very well that "Naruto Uzumaki" never came back...

You embrace the empty body as a cocoon, knowing that he has died in the past, but you still plan to experience the pain that disappears a little bit in the future.

Are you punishing yourself, or are you simply unwilling to wake up...

"What did you want to tell me that day..."

Sasuke's hoarse voice seemed to be talking to himself.

Chonggo, who had been silent all this time, couldn't bear to say, "Sasuke, wake up, what he said is not important—"

"Let's go, Chongwu."

Orochimaru interrupted Shigego's words and went out, "Don't disturb Sasuke-kun's time..."

"Can--"

"go out……"

Shigego, who wanted to say something more, finally left under Sasuke's expulsion sound again.

Finally, there were only the two of them left in the empty room.

Sasuke rubbed against Naruto's ear, exhaling gentle air, "Uzumaki Naruto."

no respond.

"Uzumaki Naruto."

Continue to mutter softly.

no respond.

"Uzumaki Naruto...what did you want to tell me that day..."

no respond.

Sasuke lost his strength little by little in his silence, and began to slide down Naruto's body slowly...

"Could you repeat that, please……"

He is like a child who is playing tricks, while slipping down, his hands are along Naruto's shoulders and strokes Naruto's arms - but when he goes along his wrists, he forgets to cover up the incompleteness, and with one force, one is removed. An untied broken hand.

Ridiculous.

"Speak up, okay..."

He hugged the severed hand in his arms, knelt down on the ground and slowly arched his back, resting his head on the cold floor, curling himself up like a cub with nowhere to keep warm.

He felt Naruto squat down, he felt a hand grabbing his arm, he turned his head to meet Naruto's eyes...

Blue eyes fell into the ink.

The deep silence of the sea suffocates me.

I'm out of breath and still don't want to let go of you like this, because, what else can I hold...

better than nothing...

Even if I know it will disappear little by little...

What on earth were you trying to tell me that day.

Maybe it really doesn't matter anymore to you and me now.

I just can't bear to...

I can't bear not to hear...

In this world, your last voice.

Now you finally isolate me from your world, and now we are finally not in the same world.The silent Uzumaki Naruto would always follow Sasuke, step by step, and when he was forced to leave, he would stay there motionless like a statue, until Sasuke approached him again, then he would move and raise his arms to hug Sasuke arms, looked at Sasuke without blinking, blue eyes fell into the ink...

It was absolutely hypocritical and sweet torture, Sasuke who was restrained couldn't do anything, he and Tsunade took a long vacation, suffocating in that kind of staring bit by bit, breathless day by day...

But you won't die if you can't breathe.

live on--

"What did you want to tell me that day..."

he asked again.

No echo.

Winter snow drifted into the eaves of the corridor and landed in a blue eye. The blue eye did not blink, and the ice crystals melted and fell out of the eye sockets, like tears...

Sasuke suddenly turned his head and didn't dare to look at that face again, took a deep breath, pushed away Naruto's hand holding his arm and got up to leave, he was out of breath.

Naruto behind him still got up and followed behind him, Sasuke quickened his steps to avoid, the sound of footsteps behind him also followed suit, holding his arm with a warm hand.

Being held back, Sasuke turned around suddenly, grabbed Naruto's wrist, twisted his arm and pressed him against the pillar——

"What did you want to tell me that day! Naruto Uzumaki, tell me!"

You don't respond!

He pressed Naruto's shoulder, with a ferocious expression, and his hoarse voice roared, "Uzumaki Naruto, talk to me!"

Always no response!

I don't know if it's because of anger or fear, or because pain and thought can't be intertwined into nausea, Sasuke lost control of too many suppressed emotions, he twisted Naruto's wrist hard to force him to speak, "You give me explain--"

There was a cracking sound in his hand, but Sasuke's roar was suddenly stopped...

He lowered his head in disbelief, and stared at the broken wrist in his hand. The scene was vaguely familiar, but this time there was no blood flowing out of the broken place.

The uncontrollable anger disappeared without a trace, he seemed to be frightened, he threw the severed hand out of the corridor in a panic, pulled Naruto over and pressed it in his arms, "No, Uzumaki Naruto, I won't hurt you Yes, never again, sorry, sorry..."

He carried Naruto into the room, carefully wiped off the water on his face with his sleeve, touched his cold and dry face, and muttered to himself, "Are you cold?"

As he said, he wrapped the thin quilt around Naruto's body, and carefully hid his severed arm under the thin quilt...

"You don't have to run after me, and you don't have to pull me. I'm not leaving. Go to sleep. I'll be here with you. You'll be fine when you sleep well..."

Naruto just looked at him in his arms without saying a word, Sasuke stared at those blue eyes dazedly, and after a long time he brought up the ridiculous old story again, "What did you want to tell me that day... Naruto Uzumaki. "

Still no response.

Chong Wu sat outside the door and listened, the ramen in his hand had long since become a ball, there was no need to send it in...

There is no need for the two people inside, neither of them are human beings.

He sighed, not understanding why Sasuke was so obsessed with that sentence——

What exactly was he trying to tell you that day?What, what's the difference...

After several days passed, Naruto's hand did not grow back.

Sasuke became anxious, not knowing what was wrong with the reincarnation of the dirt, he asked Chonggo to find Orochimaru, and couldn't wait to run to the snow to find the severed hand.

He took the gauze and took the severed hand back to Naruto, and then pulled his sleeves to cover up the traces of the gauze. Naruto tilted his head to watch Sasuke's movements, and after he was done, he raised his arm Looking at his hand that appeared again, his face was expressionless, and then he looked at Sasuke, his face was expressionless.

Innocent vicious.

"What did you want to tell me that day..."

The cliché is like a joke, and the empty Uchiha mansion is silent.

No one cares about that question except himself...

A few days later, Shigego showed up at the Uchiha mansion with Orochimaru. Orochimaru looked at Naruto in the dirt and then looked at Sasuke. His pale face had bewitching facial features, and his slender eyes were incomprehensible. Shen Shen, "Sasuke, do you want him to be by your side like this?"

Sasuke opened his mouth and couldn't answer, he would make him breathless, but...

"The wounded place won't heal because this 'Dirty Earth Reincarnation' has no immortality..."

Seeing that Sasuke was silent, Orochimaru opened his mouth again, "Do you know why he didn't speak... because the soul in his body has no spiritual consciousness, and the soul movement is also weakening a little bit-this 'Dirty Earth Reincarnation' seems to be somehow There is also a lifespan, according to the current state, it is estimated that there is less than half a year left."

Orochimaru was talking, his slender eyes never left Sasuke, he saw Sasuke turned his back without saying a word, hugged Naruto, pressed his head on Naruto's shoulder, his hoarse voice let out a slight air current, "roll……"

No more energy to growl in embarrassment.

Naruto who was being hugged was still expressionless, his eyes were facing Orochimaru and Shigego standing in front of him, and he didn't react at all to the person who was holding him.

Orochimaru met those godless blue eyes, and there were complex emotions in those bewitching eyes...

He suddenly felt that compared to Sasuke, he was much luckier and smarter.

He turned around, and heard the hoarse voice of the cocooned man behind him, "Whirlpool Naruto."

The voice is lonely in the empty room and cannot get a response...

Sasuke, you emphasize his name, because you know very well that "Naruto Uzumaki" never came back...

You embrace the empty body as a cocoon, knowing that he has died in the past, but you still plan to experience the pain that disappears a little bit in the future.

Are you punishing yourself, or are you simply unwilling to wake up...

"What did you want to tell me that day..."

Sasuke's hoarse voice seemed to be talking to himself.

Chonggo, who had been silent all this time, couldn't bear to say, "Sasuke, wake up, what he said is not important—"

"Let's go, Chongwu."

Orochimaru interrupted Shigego's words and went out, "Don't disturb Sasuke-kun's time..."

"Can--"

"go out……"

Shigego, who wanted to say something more, finally left under Sasuke's expulsion sound again.

Finally, there were only the two of them left in the empty room.

Sasuke rubbed against Naruto's ear, exhaling gentle air, "Uzumaki Naruto."

no respond.

"Uzumaki Naruto."

Continue to mutter softly.

no respond.

"Uzumaki Naruto...what did you want to tell me that day..."

no respond.

Sasuke lost his strength little by little in his silence, and began to slide down Naruto's body slowly...

"Could you repeat that, please……"

He is like a child who is playing tricks, while slipping down, his hands are along Naruto's shoulders and strokes Naruto's arms - but when he goes along his wrists, he forgets to cover up the incompleteness, and with one force, one is removed. An untied broken hand.

Ridiculous.

"Speak up, okay..."

He hugged the severed hand in his arms, knelt down on the ground and slowly arched his back, resting his head on the cold floor, curling himself up like a cub with nowhere to keep warm.

He felt Naruto squat down, he felt a hand grabbing his arm, he turned his head to meet Naruto's eyes...

Blue eyes fell into the ink.

The deep silence of the sea suffocates me.

I'm out of breath and still don't want to let go of you like this, because, what else can I hold...

better than nothing...

Even if I know it will disappear little by little...

What on earth were you trying to tell me that day.

Maybe it really doesn't matter anymore to you and me now.

I just can't bear to...

I can't bear not to hear...

In this world, your last voice.

Now you finally isolate me from your world, and now we are finally not in the same world.