No one falls from three stories' height and lives.
Well almost no one.
Naruto looked up through the trees, squinting against the bright noonday sun.
"Oh Shit!" Naruto cursed as he launched himself up, losing balance and grapping onto a tree.
The sun was overhead.
"Shit, shit, dammit, shit, shit..." He hopped over a few bushes to get back to the path, then he started running. He didn't have much time left to get to Sand.
No wonder he healed so well, he had been sleeping for more than a day. Naruto was a little stiff, but whether it was from lack of use or that they were still recovering, he didn't care. All he cared about right now was getting to his destination. Fast.
After an hour and ten miles Naruto's leg began to ache. Every once and a while it would seize up and he would fall onto his face.
He cringed as the dirt and twigs dug into his face. The ninja grunted as he quickly placed his skinned palms under him and lifted. On his feet again, he took off.
This would happen every twenty or so minutes, meaning that each time he had just about enough time to heal all of the scrapes and burns until he again fell and recreated them.
It was pissing him off.
"Heal, dammit, heal." Naruto knew cussing out his inner demon would not make the process go faster. Actually, the imprisoned fox was probably taken his sweet time curing him just because of the amount of obscenities that were being thrown his way.
Naruto was slipping. His eyes began to droop while he jogged. He needed to make to the end of the forest before he could stop.
At least he was getting closer. The salt filled his lungs as it became harder to inhale. The sand was not far off.
"RRAAGH!" This was his last thought as he pushed through the last brush and trees, and fell for the last time into the warm sand.
The sun set, turning the blonde's hair a fiery shade of orange. Naruto slept as the sun dipped below the desert, and the sky became dark blue.
The dark haired young man stood within the cover of the bushes while the pink sunlit sky faded. He stared again at the other ninja.
As he stepped away from the forest, the moon revealed more than the fragmented patches of muted light that the forest had provided the night before. The mysterious stranger had bold features. His eyes were blacker than the night surrounding him. He was just as muscular as the blonde, and probably about as tall. Just a lot skinnier. He was not gaunt or emaciated, he just looked a little frail compared to the brawn that the one on the ground had.
Tonight he felt a little bit more daring, and a bit more curious.
After tailing the ninja from Konoha for two days, he felt that he had a better understanding of how the blonde would act or react. The previous night he might have awoken, the pain probably keeping Naruto in an easily awakened state, nothing more than a reverie.
His feet sunk into the soft sand as he paced towards the fallen. As he knelt a foot or so away, he reached a thin arm to Naruto, slowly. The sleeping one was non-responsive. The stranger's hand was hovering an inch or so away from the blonde's face.
His eyes turned angry and he clenched his hand and pulled it away.
He stoop up and nudged the sleeper with his foot.
Nothing.
He kicked him lightly. Which was still pretty hard.
Grunt. "nn."
He turned and ran back into the woods.
Hi. Thanks reviewers. Um. this is totally for asagoro. Oh. If you guys see any spell things my comp missed let me know. I am still editing the last horrific mistakes. I plan to post new re-vamped (Spelled right) chaps of the others. I agree with the reviewer that commented on cliché and cutters.
Oh and asagoro- definition of angst- anxiety, or excitement for events that are going to take place, usually philosophical things.