"You know what" Naruto said calmly one day when the entire of Team 7 was together. "We are little children with blood stained hands silently crying for someone to come and save us. But with no savory in sight we will die with splashes of blood."
"What the hell are you talking about" Sakura demanded.
Continuing as if there were no interruptions, "so it's a good thing that my savory came in the form of a dancing angel, one that I will never release because I was tired of dying with blood stained hands".
"Stop talking nonsense dope" Sasuke angrily said.
"What makes me want to cry the most is looking at all my friends and seeing little children too late to save".
"Sensei make him stop talking about stupid things" whined Sakura.
"Why when he is telling the truth after all I am a blood soaked child who died far to young and both of you are blood soaked children who live in denial Naruto understands maybe you should listen" Kakashi says sadly.
Naruto spars one last glace as he walks a way to replay to the question unasked, "why should they listen sensei when they are long died with no silent crying for salvation but with arms wide open embracing the end".
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A/N This is my first story let me know how it turns out. Thks DD.