Everyone knew. Everyone knew, that their relationship- that they were doomed from the start. With Naruto having a literal demon sealed inside him; with Sasuke being the only survivor of the great Uchiha massacre. With Naruto being the reincarnation of Ashura; with Sasuke being the reincarnation of Indra.
So similar, yet so different from one another.
Doomed from the start to fall apart, yet said to meet again.
Too young to hold on, and too old to just break free and run.
So, if that was the case, then why even bother? If no matter what you do, you won’t change a thing, then why do anything at all? Wouldn’t it be better to just give up, and hope to move one someday? To create something outside the prophecy?
Foolish and illogical as it may seem, that was not the case for Naruto. Not that the man has ever been known for being anything else… His desire to prove everyone wrong, to break out of the sight of augury, was much stronger than his faith in infallibility of the Kamis above.
He swore he’ll wait, he swore he’ll burn, only to see his lover’s sweet return. Yearning for a sleep that won’t ever come, he had completely devoted himself to Sasuke. Daring to give up his dreams, his village, the destiny he ought to follow, whilst knowing the risks of such a decision, meant going against everything he was thought to do.
Sasuke, on the other hand, though might appear more logical overall, was just as hopelessly dedicated as the other. The man would’ve given Naruto everything - the blood and the death, but also the cure and the peace, only to see more of his smiles, happiness, laughter and comfort. For Uzumaki wasis the tear that hangs inside, and continues to sting his heart forevermore.
His only love and his biggest regret.
Everything, everywhere, all at once.