The screams. The blinding heat. The ferocious growl of something darker than anything anyone could ever imagine. Even in the deepest darkest corners of their minds. And everyone had a dark corner where the things they didn't want to think about lurked, whispering curses and venomous words they kept behind false smiles
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Yuui glances up at the other blond, the blue eyes darker than his own but just as pained, just as tortured by all the death your very presences causes, and he smiles. Because it doesn't matter that he himself is apparently a child again, or that this village seems... odd. Off, but in a way he can't quite put his finger on.
All that matters is that this boy is hurting in a way he understands, and while he was too late to save his own country...
"I can, you know. Put them all out."
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Naruto forces himself to look down at the kid, a smaller version of himself. Except the eyes are darker and he wonders if he really looked so...sad. If he did then he hadn't been hiding his true feelings very well. Not that it matters anymore. He turns his gaze back to the Kyuubi, staring into it's eyes and seeing himself.
A monster.
"You can't stop the demon any more than I can."
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“Yes... I can.”
And then a blast, the force of his magic near enough to send many a grown man to their knees as the barrier seals off the beast, the icy chill of a blizzard raging within to cool the inferno from the demon inside.
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Hell, and I thought I was the only person here who was a ticking time bomb of destruction.
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I'm n-not going to f-fail.
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This kid couldn't really think that, could he?
He knew first hand, from conversations that had gone late into the night, sitting around a fire or sharing a bottle of sake, that Iruka held this boy in the highest of regards. Maybe Naruto just needed the reminder.
Which is why he flicked on the video, set it to private, then gave the boy a considering look.]
Naruto-kun... I have to say that that person in your dream is really nothing like the Iruka I knew. The man I knew spoke fondly of you, always, and told me more than once that he had the deepest faith in you. That he cared about you as if he were a brother.
[He shrugged and continued softly, his tone sure.]
Just thought you might need the reminding.
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