[LOG] NaruSasu angst :|

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Who: Uzumaki Naruto (messandentwine) and Uchiha Sasuke (noisewithin)
What: THE EPIC RETURN HOME. Yes I know I started this without asking Lamb, I SORRYYYYYY DDDDD:
When: September 5th of 2007
Where: The Uchizumaki Apartment
Warnings: GUARANTEED: Angst, many references to boylove, incest, sex in general, and all of that like, SWEARING, punching, etc. But knowing Lamb and I

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...I sat down to write this and the first thing I typed was "LET'S MAKE BABIES." (i'mdeadserious.)

[messandentwine]

Whereas Naruto is breathing out, sighing at something the newsman just said. (Television is completely one dimensional no matter what the critics boast.) Rain. More rain. (In buckets.) Always rain. "Since motherfuckin' May." The southwest end of Honshuu is always wet, be it in the air (Oshima is always humid) or on the ground (buckets, buckets, buckets, an onsen full of only rain and a sky that always cries fat bountiful tears), and so Naruto is used to it - in a sense - but Naruto is also very very irritated and has a stack of homework a mile. Fucking. High.

(His own words.)

Naruko is is out shopping - like usual and again ("You two eat so much, it's ridiculous. And, frankly," her eyes are scolding, and they would be playful if he didn't look so sober, "it's mostly you." "Well sure to fuck it is. Sasuke's anorexic, practically." Naruko doesn't mention the fact that-) Because Naruto is miserable.

Blond bangs fall across darkened eyes and bags hang low under his eyes. (I'm having trouble trying to sleep.) He lifts a hand to bite rather absent-mindedly at his nails, and there's a strange weight on his left shoulder. He knocks his neck to the side, hears it pop at the nape, feels a swooshing rush of vertigo swing around the bend of his left temple and releases another sigh. There's nothing to do and everything to be done - school has not been good and life has not been fun. He's got his camera and he's ignoring his writing assignment because Jiraiya's a FUCKING PERVERT and it can wait. (It's really mostly the latter. He likes Jiraiya, in his own way. He really does.) He blows his hair out of his face, looking irritated by his boredom (and he is) and thinks that-

(I'm counting sheep but running out.)

He drums his fingers against his knee - he feels imbalanced. A strange shift in his environment, a narrower focus. His posture is atrocious (as it has always been); unlike Kakashi you hunches forward over whatever he is doing, Naruto leans back, away from the dull gray that is (rain, rain, rain, a ticking pounding heart-like pendulum of a clock - backforth, backforth, back-) his life at the moment (without momentum, without dimensions, without dimentia - Kyuubi is a long time showing, strangely enough, and while his company was never really appreciated it was never exactly abhored, because-)

As time ticks by.

(And still I try.)

He bites at the skin of his thumb.

(-alone-

To the point of delirium.

-for a very-)

And then the weight is too much and he turns.

(One my own.

-long-)

And there.

Is mother.

Fucking.

(Here we go.

-time.)

Sasuke.

(An explosion of color and feeling.)

He's out the door and into the rain and around him faster than either of them can blink, because he doesn't feel like giving Sasuke the satisfaction of watching him mope.

(Welcome home.

Here we go.)

... A plus. :D

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Do you have the time to listen to me whine?

Sasuke does not really register it when the door flings open and a burst of color (-if he would look up for a second he would see Naruto isn't wearing orange for once, but it is still only flesh and blur from the what his Peripheral vision allows him to see-) that stands before him, because if Sasuke's head weren't hanging the way it is, the disks of his spine sharp and obvious against his flesh, and maybe if his skin wasn't so gray, if his lips weren't the most horrid color of blue, if his breathing wasn't so slurred and he wasn't stumbling so much. (Because all Sasuke cares about right now is being-)

In Naruto's

(-Itachi's.

Because it had been the alley adjacent to Sasori's apartment building that Sasuke collapsed, and wandered back home upon coming to. Pathetic.) wake

About nothing and everything all at once, I am one of those melodramatic fools.

is Sasuke dying.

Grasping to control-

He's shivering and his teeth are chattering so loudly in his own ears and only a very distant noise if Naruto can hear it at all (Sasuke, if he were thinking at all, would know that Naruto can hear him, because Naruto is attentive in all the ways he is energetic.) In all of the ways he knows without knowing that Naruto can tell that Sasuke is going to- (Cold fabric clinging to his body like another skin. Sasuke is not anorexic, he eats twice a day, but he doesn't eat much, and it has been dwindling, and knowing him will it dwindle until it finally-)

So you better hold on.

Cold.

And Naruto is the fire Sasuke cannot feel.

(See.
Anything.)

Dead.

(-the snake driving it's fangs into Sasuke's thighs.)