Title: Instead
Author: Naatz
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Nothing's gained by writing
this.
Spoilers: None.
Words: 100
Summary: They celebrate
something else.
---
Ino calls it a prom. "He taught us a lot of dances. It was time to teach him our own."
Thus, prom.
Many things don't fit in this 'prom'. The atmosphere is subdued and the voices low and choked. Cheerful music clashes with it.
The mission is finally over, after years. Naruto sits by Sakura, both wearing black. She hides her face in his shoulder and sobs. Kakashi hovers behind them, doesn't know where to go.
In front of them is a picture of Sasuke. Finally, at last, he's dead. They celebrate, but the celebration feels like a funeral instead.
