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I will be strong.
I will become Hokage.
Such were the words of Uzumaki Naruto.
"Well, you see... I had to take care of this dolphin and-"
"USOTSUKI!" they cut him off.
"You do know that we are very far from the ocean, ne, Kakashi-sensei?" Haruno Sakura continued, sporting a vein pop.
"Erm... yes. Anyway," he coughed, "we don't have any missions today. You are dismissed."
With that, the gray-haired jounin left the way he came, leaving behind a puff of pinkish smoke.
"That good for nothing teacher! I swear, when I become Hokage, I'll-"
"Like that'll happen, Dobe," Uchiha Sasuke deadpanned.
Something flashed in the orange-clad ninja's eyes. Before the Uchiha could figure out what it was, though, it was quickly replaced by explosive anger. Sasuke frowned.
"Shut up, Sasuke-bastard! OW!" Naruto cradled his injured head.
Sakura held up the fist she hit Naruto with. "Say another insulting thing to Sasuke-kun and you're dead meat, Dead Last!" she threatened.
"But Sakura-chaaaaaaaan," the loud genin whined.
"But nothing!" she abruptly turned to the direction of her crush, and her wild, insane expression vanished. As sweetly as she could muster, she batted her lashes and shyly asked the Uchiha out for a date. She only got an indifferent 'Hn' as the object of her affections started to walk away. She sighed. It was always like this. The kunoichi then started the trek towards her own abode. She picked up her pace.
It looked like it was going to rain.
NO!
He will not allow it!
He screamed.
He could not cry. He will not. He had promised himself back then to be strong. He will not be weak. His stubborn determination showed itself once more. And so the heavens did it for him. It mourned over its son's suffering, knowing and feeling the emptiness within its child. Thick drops started to fall, cleansing the earth, ridding it of the stench of malice, falsity and disgrace. They fell, one after another, in a rhythm that seemed oddly comforting to those in pain.
The genin worked off his frustrations, going through his usual training routine. More force was exerted than necessary, proof that something was troubling him. Exhausted at last, Naruto slumped underneath his favorite tree, smiling a genuine smile, as if to thank the now clear sky for taking his momentary burden. The wind blew as if to embrace the boy as he fell into sweet slumber.
His teammate finally stopped at a clearing. He swiftly covered up his presence and waited. The hyperactive ninja just stood there, the clenching of fists and the steady drip of the blood were the only proofs the boy was even alive.
There!
There it was again; that look. And suddenly, endlessly blue eyes seemed to waver. Sasuke couldn't take it anymore. He wanted to shout,
"Oi, Dobe! What's with that face! You look stupid, you know that?"
But decided against it as a scream reverberated through the forest. And it came from none other than the boy he was watching. Rain poured mercilessly, coming as though summoned by the blond's loud voice. A flurry of movement caught his attention, and he saw that his rival had started a furious dance of deadly moves. Rip, cut, slash, tear. Going on and on as if there's no tomorrow.
He could feel it, that desperate tone by which the subject's body moved. Coal eyes smoldered with the thought of having a quick spar. He was about to jump in and reveal himself when it finally dawned on him. The meaning of that blasted look came and knocked into him like a ton of bricks.
It's the same.
He and I are the same.
Sasuke knew. At that very moment the dark-haired boy understood. He got up from his crouched position, seeing that Naruto was asleep. He left as stealthily as he came, bearing in mind all he had seen that day.
In the sky above, the sun shone on a beautiful sparkling rainbow.
