~Eighteen: Tell Me What You See When You Look At Me~
Sasuke stared, shocked at the skinny, short blonde who had collapsed at his feet. He wasted no time, however, and scooped the smaller man up in his arms before running as quickly as he dared back to his 'team'.
Naruto was barely more than skin and bones, and as he breathed Sasuke could hear the air rattle in his chest and throat. He wasn't in good shape – not even close – and he was covered in injuries.
It would take a while to nurse him back to health.
A month later, Sasuke made his usual visit to Naruto, who had been in a sort of waking coma ever since he woke the day after his injuries had cleared. He hadn't said a word, but still Sasuke visited, coaxed him to eat, and spoke quietly of the others in his 'team'.
Today, however, Naruto's blue eyes were clear – if sad – and flicked over to Sasuke when he sat down beside him.
"Tell me what you see when you look at me," Naruto whispered hoarsely, and Sasuke startled. However, hoping it would help the younger nineteen-year-old, he obliged.
He cared for Naruto more than anything.
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~Ashuri