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Being the unpredictable ninja that he was, apparently Naruto would never cease to amaze the last of the Uchiha. With furrowed eyebrows in response to the blonde’s words, Sasuke couldn’t help but give the other an irritated and somewhat confused stare. How would that solve anything? Of course, living with Naruto would probably make it less likely for others to attack him; but not nearly enough. Also, it wouldn’t be enough to simply apologize at this point in time, and be expected to be forgiven without so much as doing something else in return.

No, Sasuke knew his name would never be cleared— and he wasn’t so sure he wanted it to be. The Uchiha clan may have been planning to go against Konoha, but when the village chose to release one of its own family members against them—… Well that was just it; it couldn’t be forgiven. He couldn’t forgive them, let alone wanted to be forgiven by them. 

Onyx irises glanced up as the sound of paced footsteps met his ears and as his arm was grasped and tugged— he glared slightly but stood regardless. Stumbling a bit, he let out a soft breath as an arm wrapped around his shoulders and resisted the urge to immediately shove the other as hard as he could away from himself. 

So when Naruto finally pulled away, the only thing the Uchiha did was tug on his sleeve as he pulled his shirt back over his right shoulder. Watching Naruto walk away from him, he dusted his palms off on the back of his thighs before stepping further away from the other as well, and onto the other side of the fire. 

As Naruto began to talk, rambling on about the fire, the only thing Sasuke could do was drown the other out by closing his eyes and leaning against the cool and slightly damp cave wall. Ridiculous as always— Naruto’s ideas; to think that they could simply go back, despite what could be done and solve this as if it were nothing more than a riddle, or a child’s puzzle. This wasn’t a game, Sasuke hadn’t robbed a store of its candy— what he did wasn’t the sort of thing that could be so easily forgiven, as Naruto implied it would be.

"Maa, might as well do the same, teme." Naruto shrugged and slipped the netted shirt off, draping it over the purple ropes. He slipped out of his orange pants and then picked up his jacket, draping everything over to dry, leaving him in nothing but his black and orange boxers. The blond quickly sat down in front of the fire, rubbing his arms in order to quickly warm up now that he was exposed.

やっと捕まえたってばよ

Eyebrows creasing upon his visage, Sasuke slowly turned as he faced the other, a bit more head on—as he held in the glare which threatened to be aimed in the others’ direction. He was about to demand an answer as to what the male found so terribly amusing—when Naruto interrupted him by moving, as well as answering for him.

“Man, Sasuke Uchiha is apologizing. Maa, that never happens, ttebayo! I must have knocked your head against the floor, teme! This just can’t be happening right now, really!”

Watching Naruto move as he spoke, Sasuke’s eyes traveled throughout the cave; eying Naruto as the blonde moved towards his clothing before placing it back down to finish drying. So that was what amused him? The fact that Sasuke had actually said the words ‘I’m sorry’ in apology.

Letting out a soft breath, the Uchiha slowly closed his eyes as he reached up to rub the back of his neck. He was apologizing for startling the other, as well as making Naruto feel as though he should be responsible for all this. And by all this, he meant bringing him back. He was well aware of Naruto’s promise to Sakura, and knowing Naruto—he wouldn’t stop until they were either both dead, or gone home together.

Standing slowly, Sasuke pushed himself off of the ground as he dusted off the back of his pants and moved closer to the fire. Instead of sitting next to the other, this time he moved across from the other as he sat almost on the complete other side of the fire, to Naruto. Crossing his legs as he shifted on the stone floor, he placed his hands onto his knees as his eyes rose whilst hearing the other begin to speak.

“Y’know… I’m sure there’s a way for you to come home without wanting to take down everyone inside… Sasuke, I don’t… I won’t let you die in darkness. I just won’t.”

Pressing his lips together tightly, a thin line formed upon the Uchiha’s face as his fingertips clenched lightly into the material of his pants. Again, the silence stretched as Sasuke paused in thought—trying to think of what to say, if he were to say anything at all. Seeing the others’ actions as he finished speaking, the brunette could tell that Naruto would only further push his words onto him—not in a stressful way, no; Naruto only ever meant what he said and did as a good thing—he only intended to do what was right.

Sasuke envied him for that.