A/N: Yea, it's been done to death, but since I haven't done it yet, here's my attempt at getting into Naruto's head. Please excuse the waffiness of it all.
"Letters"
The last thing I even want to do is mention your name. But if I absolutely have to, I'll try to be quiet about it because it'll only make her cry. And when she cries, I don't really know what to do, but I remember I'm the reason why you're not here right now.
Training with that old pervert is doing me good, I'm nearly too exhausted at night to have nightmares about you and for you anymore. Sometimes, when I'm lucky, I'm too tired to think of what you're going through; if only I trained a little harder back then, eh? If I had...do you think I could have saved you?
The Anbu searched your apartment last week, and Sensei noticed the picture of us missing from its frame. Do you still think of us now and then? Because, god, you stupid idiot, everyone who cares about you can't stop worrying about what that freak is doing to you.
But anything for power, huh? Everything for revenge.
I still can't really understand your goals, but they're your most precious things, right? Probably...but I don't care, I'm still dragging your ass back to Konoha the next time I see you.
END.
...because you're my most precious thing