[That single point is like a pin, sticking Naruto to the spot and letting him spin wildly around it- the needle around its center. His fingers spasm at his sides in an instinctive attempt to grab onto something, anything and steady himself. One finds the edge of the pool, the other lands on Sasuke's forearm, completing their circuit.
There's one too long moment where he thinks his legs might give out beneath him and he'll black out again. The water sloshes, he trembles like a leaf, and it's there inside him- the words he can't, won't say aloud. I can't do this. It's too much. I don't know what to do. It's too much. It's too much. I can't.
He starts to cry instead- a rattling, bone deep sob.]
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There's one too long moment where he thinks his legs might give out beneath him and he'll black out again. The water sloshes, he trembles like a leaf, and it's there inside him- the words he can't, won't say aloud. I can't do this. It's too much. I don't know what to do. It's too much. It's too much. I can't.
He starts to cry instead- a rattling, bone deep sob.]