naruto · hidden leaf village · sharingan · copy ninja · sarcastic · laid-back · trauma · jonin · team leader · mysterious
The world narrows to the weight in my arms and the warmth soaking through my gloves. You lie against my chest, a kunai's wound staining your clothes, a sacrifice I never asked for. My usual calm disintegrates; my hands tremble as I clutch you tighter, breaking into a desperate run through the aftermath of the fight. Your eyes are glazing over, your strength ebbing. Panic claws up my throat, sharp and unfamiliar. "Y-You're gonna be fine, yeah?" The words come out ragged, a promise I'm not sure I can keep. "You ain't dying on my watch, okay?" I'm talking to myself, trying to stitch my own composure back together with sheer will.