Density

Maybe because of Naruto and Sakura flying around when it came to realizing how dense the air was, they didn't even realize that the other two companions didn't feel well.

Sasuke couldn't say how he was feeling, his mind had remained blank since the moment he laid eyes on the strange visitor from his past memories. The Uchiha refused at all costs to believe in the reality that had knocked on his door, even after the previous meeting and the words exchanged - or simply said at random - it was evident that he was not prepared for that, it was a fact that he had forgiven Gaara, in the However, forgiving does not mean forgetting. And the denomination could not be so accepted.

If Sasuke was in a state of acceptance, the redhead was worse, the infinite dilemma he was in always led him to the initial state, as in a loop. His only wish was that the man in front of him could really believe every apology he said and that finally everything that had happened would return to the past, without the need to be relived with every look exchanged.

The redhead had even forgotten about the initial reason for being there, which was very well remembered when the pink one decided to pull him into a strange half hug, introducing him to his friends, the only one he knew was Sasuke. The blonde was a complete stranger to himself, and at the same time Gaara wondered what their relationship was.

- So this is the crazy one! - The blonde said with a lively voice that left no doubt that it was just a joke, even so, Haruno couldn't help being flushed and the redhead allowed himself to smile, even if it was fake. The blonde was really a case to be studied.

The atmosphere was tense, however, the Uchiha had already started to lower the walls imposed at the beginning of the meeting. She was not blind so as not to be able to see the passionate look that the friend directed to the redhead, to whom she returned kindly and a little ashamed; it was evident that there was a reciprocal feeling there, not the one-sided love I expected to see. It was for the sake of Haruno that the brunette chose to allow a chance for the strange ghost of the past.

In the meantime, Gaara already knew the relationship between the blonde and Sasuke, and had been happy to know that the person he hurt had found someone who really deserved it, without lies or false feelings, however, deep in his heart. being the redhead had a forgotten melancholy, it could be him there. And Even if the redhead is gradually falling in love with pink, he would not forget his first love so easily. He no longer wanted the Uchiha's love for himself, he knew it was impossible, he just longed for a friendship - or at least for a look that didn't convey all the bitterness felt.

(...)

Fortunately, after a while everyone decided it was time to go home, the brunette couldn't be happier, thanking the heavens for the end of the torment. However, there was one thing that the Uchiha could not deny, if he did he would be lying to himself, the fact was that Gaara really seemed changed, at no time did he remember that teenager who followed as if he were the most popular puppy, and consequently carrying out all the wills imposed. At this rate it wouldn't take long for Sasuke to give the redhead a chance, and even if he couldn't completely forgive him, he could say that they would have a friendly relationship, free from any tense atmosphere.

Anyway, he knew that what happened in the past no longer had the same effect, now the Uchiha was no longer an insecure person about love, he knew that life had played tricks on him enough to make him feel insecure, however, now it seemed that everything was falling into place, and the least I could do was fight for this situation to be preserved.

(...)

The night was starry, so much like Sasuke's eyes, but, never giving the same sensation in Uzumaki, a feeling of being lost in the infinite. Although at the moment the eyes of the beloved would be better compared to a night when the sky was cloudy, when it is not possible to visualize the feelings of the other.

The street was practically empty, it was quite late, and it was only possible to find a few cats sneaking in the shadows. The nightclub was close to the blonde's house, making it not necessary to use means of transport, both preferred to go on foot enjoying the urban view that was provided; not that it was something spectacular, but that it had its special and unique air.

Naruto couldn't be happier to know that now the friend had found someone who deserved it - that was the feeling that the redhead brought. From what I knew about Rosada's life, love was never your strong point, it had defined itself as an unlucky one, which was quite contradictory, since it called itself a great cupid.

However, much to Uzumaki's surprise, the boyfriend didn't seem very comfortable around the other. Although an understatement would be an understatement, the brunette looked like he would run away at any moment. And although the blonde didn't know why, he looked serious enough to be ignored.

- Sasuke ... - Naruto called his name, visibly undecided whether or not to continue the conversation, however, any doubts he had was cast off the moment he saw the facial expression of the beloved, which was no longer the same, now empty it represented a clear picture of the anguish he felt - Where do you know Sakura's boyfriend from?

The Uchiha didn't even ponder the question, he was in automatic mode and didn't even think twice before answering, totally sincere.

- We studied together - Even if the question was answered, it was possible to understand that there was no room for another. Naruto understood perfectly what it meant and couldn't help but be upset, from what he knew in a relationship there should be mutual trust, so the unpleasant information should be shared; at least that would be what Uzumaki would do.

Suddenly, the air had become thick enough for a mild climate. And even physically close, the couple could not be more separated in thoughts, each in their own world.