tea i do not own naruto
The Edge
He stands next to the ravine looking down into its deep depths. One movement and he could end it all. Life he decided was not worth it anymore. What was the point of continuing his existence? He was nothing but a failure, as everyone loved to point out. He could not do the simplest things sometimes. He tried so hard but when he would take one step forward he ended up taking two steps back. He was weak and he knew it. He sits down with his feet dangling over the edge his head drooping on his chest. He pulls out a letter and opens it reading it once and nodding. Everything was there. His goodbyes, and his confessions. He knew they would never completely understand. To them he was just a stupid nobody who always smiled and never seemed to have any other thoughts besides training, food, and fulfilling his dreams. He takes the letter and sets it on the ground with a rock placed in the middle to make sure it would not blow away. He knew they would probably find it in a few hours. This was one of the areas he came to often. Standing up he turns around to take on last look at the village that hated him even though all he had ever tried to do was keep it safe. A lone tear escapes from his eye as he turns back to face the edge. The edge that would finally bring him release, the release into the darkness. He falls forward into the open arms of the darkness his eyes closed with a peaceful smile on his face. For a few moments he enjoys the feeling of falling until someone grabbing his ankle jerks him out of it. He lets out a startled noise and twists to look at who caught him. It was none other then his best friend. Glaring he shakes and twists his foot trying to get his friend to release him but the he just grips on harder. "You idiot let me go!" I yell at him. He gives me a cold glare and with help from others he drags me up. Once I am on top of the cliff again I see that there are about thirty people waiting and looking worried. I look around confused as to why so many are here but before I can give it much thought my so- called best friend punches me. I yell at him asking him what he thinks he is doing and why is there so many people here. His face for the first time I have ever seen has lost its emotionless facade. Once the blank face now has furry written all over it. He yells at me saying that someone had to knock some sense into me and that there was so many people here because they were worried about me. I let out a bitter laugh. They don't care not really, no one does. He gets angry at my reply and hits me again before hugging me. My eyes widen in shock at the contact. I could not believe it. My best friend slash rival was hugging me. I just sit there for a moment before attentively returning the hug. He whispers to me that if I ever tried something like this again he would beat me into a pulp and then lock up me up in handcuffs in his house so I could not try again. I laugh quietly and reply that he could try to if he wanted but I would win against me. He laughs quietly back and calls me a dobe. He lets go of me and stands back letting others come to yell at me for being so stupid. He walks over to a tree and watches me waiting for them to quit fussing. I watch him as well as the rest of my friends gather around me yelling at me. A few of them were crying while the guys just glared at me saying that if I had died they would bring me back and kill me again. They make room though when the leader of the village suddenly attacks me with a hug crying saying I was stupid and that if I had been feeling like this I should have come and talk to her. I smile laughing slightly saying that I never wanted to be a burden to her. She was always so busy with taking care of the village and paper work. She smacks me on top of the head saying if I ever needed to talk to come find her that she would make the time to talk to me about anything.
She lets me go out of her suffocating hug and stands up. She glances around and eyeing him she motions him to come over from the tree. Whispering something into his ear he nods and walks over to me. Yanking me up he starts to drag me off to his house. I yell at him asking him what the heck he thinks he is doing and he sighs telling me to shut that he had orders to take me back to his house and keep an eye on me for the next couple days. I grumble about it but follow along quietly knowing it would be pointless to do otherwise. Inside I smile feeling for the first time cared about. No one has ever really cared before and now suddenly I have a whole bunch of people who care about me. I feel a little lost on how to take it all in but it does not matter just the fact I know people care is enough. Besides I was going to be staying at my best friends house which provides me plenty of chances to annoy him. I laugh at some of the pranks I will pull on him. He turns and glares at me with a questioning glance. I just grin innocently at him laughing inside. I know he does not trust my glance but does not comment. Once we reach is house I cannot help but look around in awe. It was so big and I found it hard to believe that he could stand to live here all by himself. He gives me a small tour and leaves me in his room since it was the only acceptable to sleep in. I sit down in the bed lost in my thoughts while he wandered down to the kitchen to make something to eat. Since my suicide was a failure I try to think of something to live for. I found it a harder task then one would think it to be. I was tired of living just to train and what not. He calling me to come eat pulls me out of my thoughts. I slowly walk down the stairs to the small dining area and sit down at the table. Staring into my plate he brings me out of my thoughts to ask me what was wrong. Figuring that I had nothing to lose I ask him what had been bothering for the past two hours. "What do I live for no?" He looks at me before replying. "How about those you care about. Your teachers, friends, you teammates, me since I am your best friend." He mentions himself rather quietly. I can tell he feels guilty for not noticing something was wrong with me. I stand up and walk over to him placing a hand on his shoulder and smile. "You know I think maybe I will. I guess those are important enough. Especially the best friend part." He smiles and relaxes. We quickly finish up in a comfortable silence.
Years go by and I am still here. I am now leader of the village and my best friend is still here beside me. I know without him I never would have gotten this far and I thank god for his intervention that day long ago. Our relationship has changed as well. We are now lovers and I enjoy every minute of my time with him. He is my most precious person and I am his. Since that day we have had out ups and downs but nothing that has ever ruined our friendship. I laugh now at my stupidity of back then. But at least now I have no fear of nothing to live for because there is always something to live for no matter how bleak life may seem.
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