Fate, Don't Fail Me Now

by RosaLui

The twin suns rose. Scorched the sand below. Set. Naruto Uzumaki wore his clothes thin, fixed his droids with callused hands, and brought himself to school. Failed out. Applied to the Academy. Failed out of that too. Worked. Sweated. Stared at the binary stars and dreamed that he was meant for more, for better, than dying here.

This story can be read on Archive of Our Own.