Disclaimer: The cookie–dough is mine but Naruto is not.
Summary: They were a family, a team, so much more than anything anyone could think of. They were Team Seven, and these are their stories.
Summary of Chapter: She feels it because – to her – there's nothing else to feel.
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She's on the ground now, sitting, waiting, becoming part of the earth. She's in the sky, breathy and wild and free like the wind she loves so much. She's everywhere and everything.
move
Then there's something else; a voice. A loud, dark, ambiguous voice that effuses itself to her and burns. She's wondering why it's there. Wondering why she knows it.
move
It's angry. It's mean and erupt with a rage she doesn't want to understand (she's not sure she could understand!). She doesn't like this voice because this voice isn't nice. It's not nice at all and she doesn't like not-nice things.
don't move. stay down. don't try.
She likes this voice; it's warm and soothing and doesn't make her do things she doesn't know she wants. She likes this voice; she's just not sure it likes her.
why move? who would care? no one. that's who.
Why would no one care? Is she worth that little? Sometimes she hates herself. Maybe that's why no one likes her. No one likes someone who hates themselves. She decides she's not going to move, she's going to ignore that angry voice in favor of a nicer one. Of a voice filled with lies and empty words and a sharp truth she's going to have to face. The mean one (the one full of truth and comfort and anger that belies it all) is going to have to wait.
Wait until she rises like the phoenix from the flame to take back what has been so cruelly ripped away. And when she does rise, she'll know only one thing.
There will be hell to pay.
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The summary may not fit with the chapter but it makes some semblance of sense to me.
~AU