He screams into the void: "SASUKE! SAKURA! KURAMA!"
She winks. "Hokage-sama… let’s start over. No apocalypse this time."
"I’m scared," she admits. "I don’t want to be a memory."
Naruto resists for . He talks to her, sings to her, reads Jiraiya’s old novels aloud. One winter, when snow turns the lemon tree gray, he caves.
Naruto does the unthinkable: . Instead, he grafts his own heart into the tree. The bark pulses with nine-tailed fox fire.
He screams into the void: "SASUKE! SAKURA! KURAMA!"
She winks. "Hokage-sama… let’s start over. No apocalypse this time."
"I’m scared," she admits. "I don’t want to be a memory."
Naruto resists for . He talks to her, sings to her, reads Jiraiya’s old novels aloud. One winter, when snow turns the lemon tree gray, he caves.
Naruto does the unthinkable: . Instead, he grafts his own heart into the tree. The bark pulses with nine-tailed fox fire.
