Hello all. :) I don't think I'm ready to write a full out story with an actual plot line yet, but I'm itching to write something. So, here I have a collection of drabbles. They'll mainly be SasuNaru and I'll try really hard to add at least one a day. However, I have Honors Chemistry and Honors Literature AND ballet folklorico so no promises.

Well, enjoy. 8D

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto (duh)


Whoever said words don't hurt you should have a kunai shoved in their throats, their vocal chords ripped out, and be strangled by them. Physical wounds were one thing. They healed. It didn't matter how big it was, but it eventually healed away into a blemish or scar or nothing at all. All it took was time. Words cut deeper than skin. They attacked the soul and heart and those were scars the medic nin couldn't heal. Those were the scars that got worse with time; they nawed at you, taking huge bites out of you as they replayed over and over in your head.

Naruto had to deal with them everyday. He was called a monster, a demon. He was told that he was a waste of valuable space and air, that he was a mistake and should just die. He tried to act as if the comments the villagers made were something easy to brush off and he could usually pull it off with a huge smile. However, each time a snide remark was said, it ate away at him and his value.

How much more could he take before what was left of him was completely devoured?

Probably not a lot.

Still, he should probably keep going. Keep dreaming. He needed to keep going. He neeeded to become the Hokage so that everyone could appreciate what he truly had to offer. He needed those insults to evolve into awed remarks and "Hokage-sama." He couldn't leave this world without it.

Naruto knew, however, that if he were to discover how to fly, that he'd always be a dobe to Sasuke. That no matter what he did, he'd always be a moron and a dead last to the person whose approval he craved the most. It hurt to think that. Almost physically. He so badly wanted for Sasuke to regard him as his equal. Screw being greater than him. He just wanted Sasuke to think he was as good as him.

However, right now, being pressed against a tree and Sasuke's warm body, he could practically taste the other boy's appreciation. Or maybe that was his tongue shoved in his mouth, mapping the warm cavern. When Sasuke pulled his mouth away from his for the briefest moment, only one breathless word escaped his lips.

"Dobe..."

Right there and then, Naruto decided that being insulted never sounded so good.

Please let me know how I can improve!

Ja!

-Signal