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photomanipulation chapter 3~Last Time~
Naruto's heart continued to pound loudly. Was he seriously sleeping from all of this? "Sasuke?" He poked his shoulder. He grabbed the covers and put them over Sasuke, then turned the other side so he couldn't face the ravenette, and sighed. What the hell went on in the Uchiha's mind?
A couple minutes went by, Sasuke watching Naruto's back, quietly. He carefully moved over and tracing Naruto's shoulder blade with a finger, eyes open and everything. He yawned loudly and waited for a response. "Good morning, Naru-chan."
Naruto visibly twitched at both the comment and the touch. "Don't call me that!" he protested and turned around. "Um... morning..." he eyes wandered away from Sasuke's general direction, trying not to make eye contact with him as he blushed profusely.
"Naruto, your face is bright red again." He put the back of his hand to the other's forehead, looking for a fever. "Did something happen while I was asleep? Are you sick?" Sasuke inquired innocently. He wonde
photomanipulation chapter two~Last Time~
"W-well..." he gulped. "Would you mind it so much if I
called you a friend?"
Sasuke froze as Naruto tapped his shoulder. "N-no...I don't mind at
all. I'd like that, actually."
Naruto's look of concern molded into a sweet smile. "Good," was
all he stated.
"Say, wanna play a videogame or something?" Naruto asked excitedly, innocently changing the subject. "I never get to play multiplayer with anyone!"
Sasuke smiled back and took one of the controllers. "Okay, okay, I'll play with you. Just...go easy. I'm not that good." He clenched his teeth, still smiling. It was hard not to around Naruto. "What game are we playing?"
"Hmmm..." Naruto rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "You pick," he said as he showed Sasuke all of his games. "Which ones are you familiar with?"
"hmm..I know Soul Calibur, Katamari Damacy, Dynasty Warriors and Final Fantasy." Sasuke said, pointing at each in turn.
"Katamari Damacy, I have that," Naruto said as he pulled out t
Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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