I do not own Naruto, all rights belong to Masashi Kishimoto. This is purely fanmade.
We used to be friends,
Picking flowers and telling stories,
Drawing meaningless pictures together.
We were naive.
And even as time went on, we continued to act foolishly,
Like when we fought over getting to the classroom first,
Or who got to sit next to him.
I let myself fall into a pitiful mess
And became weak.
I would sit and pride if he even looked in my direction and not yours,
Or I would stare uselessly as someone stepped to my rescue.
I don't remember once having to do anything
Because others would always come save me.
Until that time when I finally had to get up and so SOMETHING,
I didn't realize that
"I am dead weight."
So I trained with one of the Sannin,
And once again we were rivals.
We competed in everything,
whether it was who could heal the fastest
Or who could throw things the furthest.
It was truly enjoyable, and I even felt our old friendship begin to appear.
However, without a doubt,
That it will never happen.
We will never again pick flowers or tell stories,
We won't ever draw meaningful pictures together.
Because we are no longer naive,
And we are no longer weak.
We no longer chase after him.
No, I have climbed out of my past's pitiful mess,
I have proven not to be dead weight,
And after all,
He isn't as great as we thought.
We are now rivals, forever.
Cha!