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A start? || Sasuke x ReaderA start? || Sasuke x Reader by KatelinLikesFeenie
You carried a few blankets in your arms and a tray with medicaments on it.
Madara had asked you to get all this stuff since you knew this hideout like the drawer of your panties and bras
Even though you weren’t here for long; your memory was very good and was the reason why you knew the way around here.
A heavy sigh escaped your lips.
Itachi was dead. Your best friend was dead.
Even though you were at the same age as Sasuke you had called him your best friend.
You had watched the whole thing from afar. Itachi had asked you not to interrupt this thing, saying it was a battle between him and his little brother.
More like a battle between him and his illness.
Again you sighed heavily.
So, Madara had bought him into the hideout and your task was it now to treat his wounds.
It didn’t take long and you arrived at the door of the supposed room of Sasuke.
You knocked softly on the wooden door and waited for a reply.
“Come on in”, you heard Madara
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