You don't get to decide what I can or can't deal with.
It was already affecting you during the labyrinth, wasn't it? That was irresponsible of you. What if something had happened, or you'd gotten worse while we were searching? You put us both in danger.
（ abruptly, she's a maelstrom of little hurts. she's never quite managed to stop being that girl who had lost the two people she was closest to, almost overnight. first sasuke, gone to orochimaru, leaving her standing near the city gates and then naruto leaving with jiraiya... the loneliness had swallowed her whole. even knowing, rationally, it wasn't as bad as what both of them had been through... when it's a pain you haven't learned to live with, it becomes the centre of your world.
tears blur her vision and are vehemently rubbed away as she continues: ）
You're such an idiot! What would have happened if the disease progressed too far to be helped? Would you have even told me before then? Or would you have just left the city and never come back and made me search for you until I found your corpse?
（ why don't you understand my feelings? she types once, and then deletes. no, her mentioning her love for him has always been the thing to push him away. she's smarter now. but it doesn't mean she doesn't feel it, that desolate, wailing grief borne of constant disregard and dismissal. can you mourn something you've never had?
except — it's not even about romance anymore. she just wants her friend. they were that first, weren't they? once upon a time. ）
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It was already affecting you during the labyrinth, wasn't it? That was irresponsible of you. What if something had happened, or you'd gotten worse while we were searching? You put us both in danger.
（ abruptly, she's a maelstrom of little hurts. she's never quite managed to stop being that girl who had lost the two people she was closest to, almost overnight. first sasuke, gone to orochimaru, leaving her standing near the city gates and then naruto leaving with jiraiya... the loneliness had swallowed her whole. even knowing, rationally, it wasn't as bad as what both of them had been through... when it's a pain you haven't learned to live with, it becomes the centre of your world.
tears blur her vision and are vehemently rubbed away as she continues: ）
You're such an idiot! What would have happened if the disease progressed too far to be helped? Would you have even told me before then? Or would you have just left the city and never come back and made me search for you until I found your corpse?
（ why don't you understand my feelings? she types once, and then deletes. no, her mentioning her love for him has always been the thing to push him away. she's smarter now. but it doesn't mean she doesn't feel it, that desolate, wailing grief borne of constant disregard and dismissal. can you mourn something you've never had?
except — it's not even about romance anymore. she just wants her friend. they were that first, weren't they? once upon a time. ）