Author Notes- This is a result of staying up late and a spontaneous inspiration from Naruto theme song endings-go figure. Anyways, mistakes are half there since I'm half dead but I must post, I'm anal like that.
Disclaimer: I do not seek to own Naruto, the gifted right of ownership has always fallen to Masashi Kishimoto.
Someday- A one-shot
Lying on the other side
Flowers garnish the grass
Though I pray that the wind will promise
My own dreary land
A seed of Utopia.
Once in a while Naruto likes to pretend and dream about the nirvana that could be his life. He doesn't think of battle, even though he's always willing for one, and he doesn't think about being a shinobi because a perfect existence isn't the one where he holds the burden of a kunai in his hand. Instead he imagines himself as a normal boy, mother and father at his side, growing up nurtured and loved with the support of them hovering at every second. He sees his precious people living out ordinary lives; he pictures Kakashi-sensei as the taciturn school teacher, Sakura as the love of his life, Sai as another link of deep friendship and Sasuke…
Sasuke is his best friend in the entire world, in the universe. He visualizes their first meeting perfectly, two five year olds beside their mothers and Naruto's obnoxious laugh filtering through them with a greeting. He pictures Sasuke childish scoff hiding the true smile that wants to break through, and he imagines that the whole ordeal launches off a friendship that lasts a life time. He glams up an image of their moms chuckling knowingly, pleased with their encounter.
But Naruto doesn't leave it there, no, the kyuubi container stretches the illusion more, panning out the small details that complete the picture.
He envisions hot sticky summer nights spent at a young age enjoying the company of Sasuke-playing in a field or conjuring strategic games that would entertain them both.
He plays out scenarios of them growing up and reluctantly sharing the embarrassing transitions that plague their life and the festering inside jokes that come with it.
He sees them aging older, taking chances, and having each other's back. The mistakes that they both make and the petty arguments that dot the course of their everlasting friendship-he even sees them making up, but silently because Sasuke has never been good with words.
And finally paradise comes full circle because he can imagine them all grown up, their friendship still capable, stable, healthy. He can picture Sasuke's grin so easily and his own even easier and what's more, he can visualize both of them deeming their decades of troublemaking worth it.
However these once in a while dreams are not enough and the blond can only think "why?" after the high of his delusions wear off. He hates reality, being realistic is when he's hardest on himself.
If he was realistic he would realize that Sasuke hated him and that their friendship was broken.
If he was realistic he would know that there was almost nothing he could do ensure happily-ever-after.
On the other hand, being realistic instilled the possibility of hope, of goals being tangible and opportunities having the chance to pave way. It's what makes the blonds imagination leak through once in a blue moon to gloss over reality because someday the unreal could become real. Maybe not scene by scene like the imaginary world living in Naruto's head but maybe after this hurdle with Sasuke they could both look back and think it was all worth it.
That they were worth it.
Naruto Uzumaki can't help but think that someday could be one day and that eventually his dreams will catch up with reality.
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