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“There,” Sasuke had some rice and tofu and tomatoes and peppers to feed the child with, setting it all to the dining table. “Eat, please.”
This was too much for Naruto’s feelings. He felt tears spilling down his face again at the look of proper food he knew he can’t eat. He looked down, so hungry it hurt, and tried not to shake with sobs.
“What is it? Eat, please, will you?”
Naruto didn't make a sound, but Sasuke could tell there was something awfully wrong. And the second he wanted to ask, what is it, is he hurt? Is the storm too much? Is he too scared? Is he cold? Does he need anything - some water, probably, that kid must have been thirsty! - but he never got the chance, because Naruto whispered a sad and broken: “I have no money.”
/Naruto is treated like a monster. Sasuke watches him struggle, and decides to intervene./
Written, like all of my stories, for deep self-therapeutic reasons.