Tears, a naruto fanfic

A/N: OK. I'm going to try to use my tears tonight to fuel a fanfic worthy of them. Does that make sense?

Tears

by todo-mahem

Naruto lay curled on his bed, pillow clenched tightly in his arms. His body, wracked with sobs, looked small and weak lying there. From an observers view the boy looked broken; it was enough to make any heart wrench.

There was of course an observer of the boy, who hadn't been left un-monitored since he'd had final contact with Uchiha Sasuke.

The stranger couldn't help but wonder what was making the boy cry. Sure, Uchiha had gotten away and beaten Uzumaki in battle. But from the rumours going around, it was most definitely a battle worthy of the waterfall.

Was it maybe the fact that the pink haired kunoichi hadn't scolded him? Is that what he wanted maybe, to be blamed?

The Anbu looked closer at the boys face, taking in the expression wholly.

Pain. Regret. Sadness. What was the other expression though?

Musing slightly to himself the man settled back into the shadows allowing his body to relax.

Almost every night so far had been the same. The day started off ordinary, the boy eating insane amounts of instant ramen before going out to spend the day goofing off from his duties. He'd laugh with his friends, never once pausing in his lie.

From the Anbu's point of view, he had them fooled. Well, almost all.

That pink haired girl seemed to feel somewhat the same. She had her ideas, but kept them to herself.

Then, once the day was done and the boy wandered home slowly, almost warily to his apartment. He wouldn't eat dinner. He didn't read or try to entertain himself. He would walk slowly to his bed where he'd collapse in a heap and cry.

It probably wouldn't go on for much longer. He'd stopped crying out the Uchiha's name, now he just cried.

It was a pain he hid, a feeling he'd probably never shown the other boy. Probably never would either.

'It's the fate of friends...' the Anbu thought silently to himself. The boy cried himself to sleep.

Three years down the track a man walked casually past a ramen shop, as he did most days when he was home from duty. Glancing slyly inside the man couldn't help but sigh. The boy sat alone on the stool, wearing such a sad expression.

Years may have passed; he might have grown up and changed; yet there he was. Still sad faced at in his moments of silence.

The off duty Anbu sighed once more to himself and slipped away from the shop.

The fate of friends is to shed tears; for when you give your heart completely to another... it's in their hands for good. When the bond between two is broken; severed, the result eventually will be tears.

A/N: well? Did you like it? At all?? xD I don't know, its not very long at all, simple in fact. I'm not entirely sure why I wrote it the way it did... wrote itself. Ah. I'm just having one of those night where the tears don't want to stop. I wish I could cry them all out. ~ Review!!