Sasuke's last ray of consciousness in the Valley of the End was filled with Naruto's blood-stained eyes that refused to let go.
When he opened his eyes again, he was thirteen years old again, back in a familiar place, and the "crane tail guy" who was supposed to be making a lot of noise behind him was lying outside the door making a lot of noise.
The blood feud of genocide was still burning, and the flashes of swords and swords in the future were still surging in his memory. But this time, Sasuke looked at the messy hair on Naruto's forehead, and for the first time, he didn't feel bored.
He remembered how he turned around and left again and again, how his blue eyes were stained with loss and pain; he remembered that when they finally reconciled, Naruto said with a smile, "We are friends," his tone was as light as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.
The thought of defecting rolled in his throat, but was suppressed by another, more unfamiliar emotion.
Sasuke tightened his grip on the kunai hidden in his sleeve, his fingertips turning white.
——Perhaps, there is no need to wait for him to catch up.
——This time, it's me walking towards you.
From the quarrels in the Ninja School, to the side by side in the Land of Waves, to the separation and hurt that should have happened... Uchiha, with memories of two lifetimes, began to use his own awkward way to gradually shorten the distance with the blond boy.
It's just that he didn't pay attention. When he first took the initiative to say that I will care about you from now on, the boy's eyes darkened, hiding the same shock and confusion that spanned time.
Intent: The idea of this article can be centered around "the redemption and reconciliation brought about by rebirth", focusing on how the two break the fateful gap in their second chance, use active approach to resolve past regrets, and sublimate the bond from "chasing and waiting" to "two-way understanding and protection."
