He was changing. He could feel it. Now that he thought of it, he had been changing ever since he had met her, ever since they had been forced to live together. Whether it was because of her behaviour, or because of his curse, he supposed it didn't really matter.
He was becoming something more, something less than his previous self. He had always had a feeling that though he looked the same as everyone else on the outside, in reality he was completely different. The world he lived in was different. Since he had met Naruto, he had come closer to their world; he had begun to live on its edges, to be accepted into that world. But now... He was starting to feel he was part of it.
He felt strangely, utterly, banally, wonderfully, human.