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"...I didn't know you were so needy Neji..."
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"Y/N, it's me Hizashi."
"Hizashi? I'm—"
"Please. Can we talk?"
"Um..."
"Please! It's important."
"Okay. 5 minutes..."
I looked at Sakura, putting the man on hold.
"Hey, I've gotta take this phone call real quick," I said.
"Sure. But don't take too long!" she sighed.
I wobbled a bit to one of the many empty rooms in the house and closed the door. Taking Hizashi off of hold, I braced myself for the conversation with my old master.
"Hizashi?"
"Yes Y/N."
"What is it?"
"You need to come back home."
"Hizashi that's not my home anymore."
"Yes, it is. We're your home! I'm your home."
His words stung a bit. During our training, he grew to become like a second father to me. He took me under his wing and trained me exceptionally hard. I knew he hoped that one day I would surpass him and take over the village, but alas that dream never came true.
"I—I can't..."
"Y/N, I know what happened."
"N-no you don't. No one knows."
"It's time to own up and acknowledge your past mistakes."
"I didn't mean to hurt Neji! And he's fine now. We've made up."
"Stop. You know what I'm talking about. And it's not about my son."
I knew exactly what he was talking about. He was referring to my time after I left the village eight months ago.
