evilpersonwholaughs

Naruto awoke the next morning, his head aching painfully and his stomach feeling nauseous. He groaned loudly and slowly sat up in his bed. He looked around the room to see that he was in his bedroom at the Uchiha’s. “Shit.” He muttered out loud as his actions from last began to pop up in his mind. “I’m so fucked.” He checked the time to see it was still early. He walked through the bathroom and tested Sasuke’s door to see if it was unlocked. The knob turned easily and he peeked inside to see Sasuke asleep, his back facing him. Naruto slowly closed the door and locked it. With a sigh, he turned the shower on, stripped, and stepped inside. When he was done, he got dressed and headed down stairs. In the kitchen, Itachi was at the island, sitting on a stool and sipping what he could only assume was coffee. “Uh, good morning, Itachi.” Naruto greeted nervously. He walked into the kitchen and stood at the counter across from Itachi. Itachi looked up from his phone and placed it on the counter

Hopeful is what I am, and yet I'm always let down. I feel like I'm going somewhere, but its not me thats moving, its the rest of the world. I'm being left behind, by the people that I know. They'll turn around and wait for me, but I'm already going back. I realize now that I'm not going far, for now I'll just watch, the people go ahead. And wait for my time, to join the rest, at the very end.