The blond stepped past him. For once, he wasn’t smiling.
“You’re not an Other,” Jon said, not relaxing. naruto x juego de tronos fanfiction
“He talked too much,” Naruto said, shrugging. “Like, a villain monologue. Who does that?” The blond stepped past him
The weirwood tree’s leaves were the color of old blood. Beneath its weeping face, Jon Snow knelt, his breath misting in the frozen air. He had come here to pray, though he no longer knew to which gods. The Old, the New… they all felt silent as the grave. “He talked too much,” Naruto said, shrugging
Jon had made him his shadow. His taichou , Naruto called it, though no one knew what it meant. When Stannis Baratheon demanded fealty, Naruto appeared on the wall of Dragonstone, knocked the king’s crown from his head with a pebble, and politely asked him to “chill out with the whole burning-people-for-religion thing.”
Then he walked out to meet the army of the dead. What happened next would be told by campfires for a generation.
The boy tilted his head. “Other? No. I’m Uzumaki Naruto.” He said the name as if it should mean something. When Jon gave no reaction, Naruto’s face split into a grin that was utterly out of place in the grim North. “Okay, so that’s a no. Where am I? This isn’t the Valley of the End. Smells like… wet dog and old ghosts.”