Naruto came to the bridge with bandages all over his arms possiably legs that day. No one asked. No one ever did, except maybe Iruka, but did he ever really care, Naruto wasnt sure.
Naruto always wore long sleaves and jeans every day. Hot or cold. Nothing more, except maybe his jacket every once in a while.
No one knew about his secrets, or so he thought.
Kakashi watched Naruto that day, he couldn't fight Sasuke like normal.
All he was doing was blocking, and a bad effort at that.
Sasuke flicked him softly on the chest, but even that sent him flying a few feet backwards into a tree.
A gasp of pain echoed for a minute, before Naruto stood back up, slowly and stumbling.
He walked towards Sasuke, but the raven just shook his head.
Even he knew Naruto was in no shape to spar, but he didnt know why.
"What's up Naruto. Why can't you fight today?" Sasuke asked.
"What are you talking about teme? I can!" the blonde lied, obviously in pain, as his voice faltered.
Sasuke sighed and shook his head.
Naruto ran at Sasuke, only to be pushed away, a bit to hard. He fell to the ground, unconicous.
Sakura rushed over.
Taking off his jacket and shirt, she gasped.
Naruto had many deep, and now freshly opened, wounds all over his body. His left arm was obviously broken, and wrapped badly.
"Naruto..." she whispered.
When the blonde awoke, he was in a hospital bed, surrounded by his friends and teachers.
"Naruto!" Tsunade gasped hugging him softly.
The blonde's sad eyes cast downward.
"What's the matter?" Sakura asked.
Naruto muttered something, before looking up with eyes that could break your heart.
"Naruto, how did this happen?" Iruka questioned.
The blonde shook his head.
"Naruto, please. Tell us." Iruka pled.
"I cant." he whispered, as a tear fell down his shirt.
A week later he was released.
The next day, Naruto didnt show up at the bridge.
Team 7 rushed to find him.
But when they did, they wished they hadn't.
Naruto was dead.
Beaten to death.
On his way to the bridge.
A few days later, a few people surrounded a polish marble rock. Shadded by a large tree with a swing hanging from it.
Friend and Hero
October 6th, 2007
Tears were shed that day.
Blood was too. Sasuke found out who did that to Naruto.
3 more deaths that day.
A few days later, Sasuke came back to the grave.
It was destroyed.
Broken, Trashed, and brunt in the grass was:
We dont make graves for monsters.
Sasuke fell to his knees crying.
He understood Naruto, he loved him.
Suddenly he heard a soft laugh.
Turning around, he saw Naruto, with his dad, and many of their fallen comrades over the years.
"Naruto.." he whispered.
"I love you Sasuke, Good-bye." was the blonde's words. Before they disapeared in a gust of wind.