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The Beginning of the End
0 reviewsNaruto Uzumaki is slowly dying inside. His life spirling down the drain. Of course that meant that Iruka had to send him to a therapist. Kukuku...poor Naruto didn't know that Sasuke Uchiha would be...
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It's short, but that's because it's the prologue. I'll update it tomorrow ^^ Please enjoy the prologue of Feathers!
Disclaimer: I no own Naruto!
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Feathers~
Prologue:
'Deep breathes,' I thought slowly, 'calm down.'
Ok, quick check:
Who am I? Naruto Uzumaki, ninja of the Village Hidden in the Leaves. How old am I? I will be 21 next month. What the fuck am I doing, outside a therapist's office, waiting for my appointment?! I took a quick look at my wrists. Oh yeah, that's the reason why.
I swept a strand of blonde hair out of my eyes and sighed. "Hello, Mr. Uzumaki." A strangely familiar voice behind me startled me out of my thoughts.
"W-what?" I turned around slowly, only to jump back. "T-teme?!" I choked out, "What are you doing here?!"
Standing in front of me, in all his cocky glory I might add, was Sasuke Uchiha. He smirked and stuck out his hand. I stared without understanding what was happening. 'What??'
Then I noticed his clothing, a tight black Armani suit that showed off his well toned body and a long white jacket that most doctors wore. I widened my eyes and took a step back. In fact, he really looked like--
"Oh fuck, no."
--a therapist.
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hehe
Disclaimer: I no own Naruto!
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Feathers~
Prologue:
'Deep breathes,' I thought slowly, 'calm down.'
Ok, quick check:
Who am I? Naruto Uzumaki, ninja of the Village Hidden in the Leaves. How old am I? I will be 21 next month. What the fuck am I doing, outside a therapist's office, waiting for my appointment?! I took a quick look at my wrists. Oh yeah, that's the reason why.
I swept a strand of blonde hair out of my eyes and sighed. "Hello, Mr. Uzumaki." A strangely familiar voice behind me startled me out of my thoughts.
"W-what?" I turned around slowly, only to jump back. "T-teme?!" I choked out, "What are you doing here?!"
Standing in front of me, in all his cocky glory I might add, was Sasuke Uchiha. He smirked and stuck out his hand. I stared without understanding what was happening. 'What??'
Then I noticed his clothing, a tight black Armani suit that showed off his well toned body and a long white jacket that most doctors wore. I widened my eyes and took a step back. In fact, he really looked like--
"Oh fuck, no."
--a therapist.
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hehe
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