《His Red Eyes {SasuNaru}》Chapter 20
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"Finally, we're back," the blonde teen groaned, opening the front door to his small apartment on the corner of the street. We had just come back from our overnight trip in the woods. We did not enjoy it all that much.
The place had been left untouched just like we had left it. The pillows that belonged to the couch were on the floor, the ramen cups on the floor stacked neatly on the kitchen aisle, and the strong smell of tea wafted through the apartment.
We were both wearing the clothes we had on the previous day. Naruto was tired on the way back, so he had me carry our luggage. I would have argued with him if he hadn't been so tired.
On the way back, he walked face-first into a gray concrete wall and then apologized to it offering to pay for the damage he caused. It was best he rests or just stays in a closed area with supervision, close supervision.
He walked into the room, wobbling every few steps, and tripped over his own feet, falling onto the brown couch in the middle of the room.
"Don't wake me up for the next 18 hours," he mumbled, half-asleep, his eyes drooping from exhaustion. His eyes fluttered a bit more before closing, his breathing even, and his face ever so calm.
Despite it being a couple of seconds since he laid down, he was already fast asleep. I sighed and placed the bags I was carrying on the ground.
I took off my black air forces, then walked over to Naruto and sat next to him, carefully removing his orange sneakers and placing them right next to mine next to the front door doorframe.
I walked over to Naruto, a hand over his shoulder to wake him up, but I decided against it. The boy already walked into several things today, from mailboxes to stop signs to walls. I'll let him have this.
I walked to the closet in the master bedroom and scanned through the objects that laid inside. There were some blankets and bedsheets and whatever you expected to find in a closet.
As I grabbed one of the blankets, I yanked it out of its spot in the closet, forcing some other items to fall along with it.
I sighed, watching them fall in front of my eyes, knowing that I would have to pick them up. I walked over to the bed, placing the blanket down and walking back to the closet to clean up the mess.
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As I began picking up the items scattered all over the ground, I saw something that caught my eye. It was a picture frame that was face down. I hadn't seen it before, at least I don't think I have.
I slowly picked up the picture frame, holding it in my hands while gazing down upon it. It had a light brown wooden frame and a small stand on the back of it.
I hesitated for a minute before slowly turning it over. It could be anything. My eyes widened as I stared at the picture. It was the picture I saw the first time I came to see Naruto.
I examined the picture more carefully since I didn't get a chance to the first time. The picture had three people, one child with spiky blonde hair, which I assume is Naruto since their smiles are very similar.
The woman shared similar facial features with Naruto, automatically making me assume that she was his mother.
She had deep red hair. It flowed through the wind as she hugged the man beside her, looking almost exactly like a carbon copy of Naruto. Well, in this case, it would be Naruto being a carbon copy of him.
I took a closer look at the picture. The man next to the woman was obviously Naruto's father, and the woman was Naruto's mother, but it didn't add up all that well.
Naruto told me his mother died when he was younger, but I've already met his father. Was he adopted? Naruto's never mentioned anything of the sort, at least I don't think.
I brushed off the excess dust that didn't come off during its fall to look at it a bit closer. Naruto's 'family' took up most of the picture, but you could still get a good view of the background.
Looking at it, it was a beautiful place. There was a pond behind them that you could barely see, and the lush trees covered most of the background.
I smiled. The family looked so happy and carefree. My face turned blank at the realization that I either made a wrong assumption or Naruto's lying to me about his family.
I stand up while holding it and placed it back in its designated spot. To be honest, if Naruto was lying to me this whole time, I wouldn't be mad at him as long as he was the one to come clean and tell me.
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It really shouldn't matter. Naruto will tell me when he's ready if that day ever comes. I shake the thoughts from my head and began picking up the rest of the things that fell.
Among them, there were small toys with which young children would play with. I placed it all back in their respective places, scooped up the light blue blanket in my hands, and returned to the living room where Naruto rested.
I tilted my head to look over the blanket to check on Naruto. He was still fast asleep. He was in a more comfortable-looking position, his head lying on a pillow and his feet on top of the couch instead of them dangling off it.
I unfolded the blanket and laid it out on top of Naruto so we couldn't feel cold. I made sure his head wasn't covered and that he was as comfortable as he should be.
After checking one last time that he was okay, I escorted myself back to Naruto's room. He finally decided to clean it with a bit of help from me.
The room's closet was no longer left wide open with clothes pouring out of it, instead, it was kept closed with all the clothes folded and sorted into separate piles.
The bed had been made the morning we left, and I watched over Naruto as he cleaned the rest of his trash and other items off the ground so he wouldn't shove them in his closet like last time we tried to clean.
There was a black suitcase on the ground next to the closet that held all my clothes. I kneeled in front of it, opened it, and began sorting through the clothes, looking for something to wear.
I grabbed the black hoodie that was slightly baggy, the string longer than necessary. I also grabbed a pair of second-hand shorts given to me by my elder brother.
I grab a pair of boxers and walked to the bathroom, placing the clothes on the sink counter, positioning it so that they wouldn't fall into the sink.
I walk over to the shower and turn the knob towards me. A gush of water fell from the showerhead, the pitter-patter of the water falling on the floor of the shower echoing through my head repeatedly.
Before I could take my clothes off, I heard a small ping come from one of my pockets. Out of curiosity, I grasp the phone from inside my pocket and slowly pull it out.
The phone glows a brilliant red that matches my background. In modern letters, the time read 4:26 PM in white. The first few notifications were spam emails that I would probably never read.
Scrolling through the rest of the notifications, they were notifications from other apps, and the top one being a text message.
I click on it. My phone unlocked itself upon looking at my face and blurred for a moment as it loaded in the message. As the screen focused in, I notice the message had been sent from my mother.
My mother texted me daily, checking in on me making sure that I was safe and healthy, so it wasn't out of the ordinary for her to text me like this.
Sasuke
???
Where are you?
I told you already
im staying at a friends house
for sometime
Oh I forgot.
I came to give you a surprise visit
Oh. I'll just send you the address
we can leave and chat for sometime
Finally
Konoha Lane Apartment 47
Be there in 30 minutes.
Be ready
I shut off the phone, a dark screen replacing the once glowing light, and I place it on top of the rest of my clothes gently. My mother didn't visit very often, so we like to have a whole day to ourselves when she did. It was nice.
I remove my shirt, the cold air hitting me like a train as my skin was revealed. I looked at the mirror with my reflection staring back at me. Today's going to be full of surprises.
A/N Hey Hey Hey I'm back. Sorry for not updating for so long. I've also been wondering whether I should put this on hiatus and work on improving faded memories. I decided I'd finish this first then go edit it so just a heads up. :)
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