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[acknowledges]

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( video, id: Sakura ) my work blocks the edit page &nothing else so i keep having to repost this omg

[passtave]

[ She's already blushing when she calls him, despite her best efforts. She's incredibly nervous too, which shows in the way she worries her lip between her teeth and wrings her hands together. But this is the hardest part, right? Actually starting the call. ]

U-Um... N-Naruto? D-Do you h-have a s-second to talk?

just you blowing up my inbox ig nbd

[acknowledges]

Eh?

Yeah what's up? Is somethin' wrong?

don't look at me

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I... [ Nope, this is the hardest part. ]

I-It's nothing! N-Nothing r-really... I-I just w-wanted to...

looking intensifies

[acknowledges]

Wanted to...?

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T-To, um...

[ .

.

.

Finally, in a small voice: ] N-Naruto, d-do you think I'm... m-mature?

[acknowledges]

Like... old? [This is so not what he'd been expecting and the sudden shift in direction brings him right up- out of the sprawl he'd been in to sit at attention.]

No I kinda figured we were the same age.

[passtave]

N-No! Not that... [ This isn't the direction she wanting the conversation to be going. Why is this so hard??

... ] D-Do you p-promise not to laugh?

[acknowledges]

I won't laugh.

What happened'attebayo? Did somebody say somethin' mean?

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N-No, nobody said anything...

[ She's so embarrassed that she can't look at him—so she just buries her face in her hands, her voice muffled and small. ]

I-I'm just w-worried that I'm not very... appealing to... someone. O-Or anyone. I know I'm not very mature in a... w-womanly way.

[acknowledges]

Oh.

[His brows crease.]

Is that 'cause your hair's kinda short? I think it looks real pretty.

[passtave]

[ It's a good thing her face is still in her hands, so he can't see the blush that burns across her cheeks when he calls her pretty. But no—she shakes her head, because Big Sister Hinoka has even shorter hair and she's one of the strongest and most beautiful women Sakura knows. ]

I-It's not that... [ She spreads her fingers apart so that she can glance at him before hurriedly closing them again. Just the thought of trying to explain... ]

I sh-shouldn't have said anything! I'm sorry!

[acknowledges]

[That isn't the right answer. Naruto frowns thoughtfully, and then- oh hey-!]

Is it cause you're kinda flat?

[passtave]

[ Ah... ]

S-So you think so too... [ At least she lowers her hands—only to fold her arms over her chest and curl in on herself. Is that the faint glistening of tears in her eyes? ]

oh boy here we go 1/idefk

[acknowledges]

[She isn't the first girl he's known to feels insecure about that kind of thing. Unfortunately Naruto isn't the kind of person to handle- well... anything, with grace.]

Well maybe you're not stacked or anything, but I think they're still nice!

[acknowledges]

Ah wait-

[acknowledges]

What I mean is they're okay

[acknowledges]

I know lots of girls that don't look like they do in magazines or anything

[acknowledges]

But that doesn't got anything to do with it. They're still pretty, and some of them...

[acknowledges]

.....Actually some of them can be really scary'attebayo

[acknowledges]

But there's a lot more to a girl than her chest. Just because you don't look like that doesn't mean you aren't womanly or anything like that

done

[acknowledges]

I like you just the way you are.

1/2

[passtave]

[ What is he even trying to say...??

Unfortunately, the damage has already been done, and even I like you just the way you are isn't enough to fix it. She just keeps her head bowed so that her hair hides most of her downcast face. ]

I-It's not just th-that... I'm s-still childish in m-many ways, and I know I'm not very e-elegant or s-strong...[ Not like her mother was or her sisters are... compared to them, she's inferior in every single way. ]

[passtave]

I p-probably don't have a chance, do I!

[acknowledges]

Have a chance at what?

[He's frowning- it isn't a look of disapproval, but instead one that grows because he recognizes that he's lost track of the conversation. That he doesn't know where they're going with this. His head shakes.]

Hime-chan I don't get it. What's it matter if you're childish sometimes, or if you're not a strong as you wanna be. It wasn't a girl like that who saved my ass two times, it was you.

[acknowledges]

[His hands lift, both of them scrubbing at his hair like he might shake the thought loose. He's frustrated, but he isn't about to just give up on the conversation either. Even if it takes him awhile to figure it out, he'll keep going until he gets there.]

I've always been an uncool guy. I had the lowest grades in class and even after we got assigned to groups, nobody wanted to be on a team with me. I worked really hard and got to the exams and still nobody thought I could win.

They used to call me dead-last and I was a burden to my teammates. Even now sometimes I still am.

I'm a poor talker, so I'm not so good with words. My techniques aren't very stylish. I mess things up a lot and it takes me a long time to learn things. I know I'm not very smart'attebayo. But if I spend all my time afraid of being who I am, I won't ever be able to do anything.

It's okay to gotta grow some, and it's okay if some things stay the same.

Why're you so scared?