How Bothersome
Hey-Diddle-Diddle
Women were bothersome, he'd always said, so he'd never be able to say why there were two women in his life. Somehow, both Ino and Temari had wormed their way into his life, wrapping themselves around him until there was no point in trying to continue a life without them. When he lay dying, they were both there, crying and arguing and swearing at him, telling him he was an idiot in between kisses and desperate clutches.
"How bothersome," he gasped out, touching Temari's blonde hair and Ino's pale skin. How bothersome, to try and comfort two women when it hurt to even think, but perhaps it wasn't so bad. "How bothersome," he said again, because it was the only way he could think of saying 'I love you,' 'I need you,' 'please, dear God, don't leave me, not now, not ever.'
How bothersome indeed.
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