Author Note: Well, this is the first thing I've written in a while… and it's so short! Angst! Oh well, anyways, now that college has slowed down a little you might be getting a set of Naruto drabbles from me or something else. Until now, let this small piece calm you soul… or enrage it. Whichever, yo.
Screaming
Sasuke…
Naruto stared at the picture, his hands gripping the frame so hard that it twisted within his grasp. They were all there. A team… a family. Was it really meant to end this way?
Sasuke..
He'd found the picture face down on Sasuke's old desk, gathering dusk. No one had even ventured into the room, but now… after three years… Naruto just wanted to SEE something of him. To feel as if Sasuke was there again. Logically, he had went to his old home.
Sasuke.
He sat the picture back down, watching as the bent frame managed to hold the picture upright. Sighing, he looked around, seeing nothing else that interested him. Sasuke had taken everything else of important… but left the picture behind. Did they mean that much to him… or that little?
SASUKE!
Either way, Naruto would keep screaming for his brother until he found out.