101 Words
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto nor do I own it's characters. I make no money with this.
Author's Note: Once again, I've got nothing to say. ^^'
Comfort
Naruto was having troubles breathing. It was like his lungs simply refused to fill with air, so every time he inhaled, it ended in a ragged pant.
The Kyuubi was still there, raging just beneath the surface, barely controlled by the seal on his stomach. It was enough to make his head spin, red tinging his vision. His hands were shaking, his whole body on the verge of giving in.
'Just a little longer,' he told himself. 'It'll go away soon!'
"Getting better?" Sasuke asked from behind him, voice calm and quiet, but Naruto felt his uncertainty in every minuscule shift in his posture.
"Yeah," he gasped and really, who would believe him if he sounded like he was about to pass out?
"Hn," was Sasuke's monosyllable reply and then, he added, "Moron," as if he'd just remembered it had to be said.
Naruto laughed breathlessly. Sometimes, a single word from Sasuke was worth more than a thousand hugs from someone else.