A door opened in a small house on the edge of town. A man was returning home from his job. Most people have a family waiting to greet them, but when he returned home he had nothing. Nothing but the sound of the TV he forgot to turn off in his rush to get to work.
He looked around at the small hallway. There were a couple of pictures hanging on the wall. Most of them were pictures sent from his friends and others were just pictures of landscape right outside of town.
He walked down the hall and head up stairs to his bedroom. As soon as he entered he went over to his bed. Sitting there on the bed was an old dusty brownish-red photo album. He sat down and opened it.
Looking up at him was an old picture of his classmates from his graduating class. Smiling to himself he quickly found his younger self, also smiling. His blond hair a little shorter and a lot messier than it was now. To his left side sat a pink short hair girl and on his right sat a raven-colored haired boy. Standing next to Sakura was a sliver haired man, who right off the bat you could tell he was the teacher.
He looked up from the album to hear his phone ringing. Jumping up he ran toward his phone. Answering he said:
"Hello?"
"Hey Naruto."
"Sakura! How are you?"
"I'm fine and you?"
"Good, so how is work going?"
"Fine, but that's not why I called."
"Go on then, why did you call?"
"Well I was at work today and there was this horrible accident right outside the hospital. There were two cars involved and well…"
"Sakura…it's okay just tell me what's wrong."
"Kakashi-sensei was in one of the cars along with Sasuke."
"WHAT!? Are they ok?"
"Sasuke is, but Kakashi isn't too good. He was in the front seat and his seat belt snapped sending him flying through the windshield…and…"
Sakura stopped. Naruto could hear her crying.
"Is he going to pull through?"
"Possibly…amazingly none of the glass punctured his head, but he did hit his head on the ground."
Naruto stood there, silent.
"How about tomorrow we go and visit them? I know Kakashi-sensei would be happy to see us and I know that Sasuke is worried about you. You know him, even if he is hurt he worries what is happening with everyone else around him. Who knows what thoughts are going through his brain."
"Okay, I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."
"Okay, bye."
"Bye."
Naruto hung up and picked up the phone again dialing the number for his job. As soon as he was down, he returned upstairs. Sitting down again on the bed, he looked down at the photo album.
Tears filled his eyes as he looked at the picture. He flipped the page and more pictures looked up at him. He looked at the first picture.
In the picture were him and Sasuke. Sasuke was holding Naruto, who looked like he had come out of the movie Fight Club. Even though Naruto was smiling, he looked as though he was in a lot of pain. He sat there and thought back to the first day of his sophomore year of highschool. The day he transferred to Konoha Highschool and the day he met Sasuke.
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