Title: Bed Issues
Pairing: Naruto/Sakura
Summary: Naruto finds himself torn when one Haruno Sakura is sound asleep.
Word Count: 805
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto...if I did...well...I'd rather not...(thinks of all the sleepless night and my poor hand)
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001. Worms
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He has always been known as the dense one, the oblivious main hero of the story, the naïve fifteen year old boy who does nothing but mess up his chances. Whether it may be friendship, war or love. Friendship, for it was the obvious reason how he was not able to speculate the rising ire of his best friend, war for not being able to perfect the techniques he should have learned eons ago. And love, for even in the simplest form of courting he always ends up fifty miles from his original position. Complete with the black-eye and sore muscles.
In fact at this very moment, he'd have about a hundred chance of finally achieving the girl of his dreams. One, they were alone in the middle of the forest, far away from civilization. There were too little travelers at this particular path that they won't even have to worry about certain dangerous beings like thugs. Two, her sleeping bag is just around the corner, not counting the way he sleep that it wouldn't be a surprise if he finds himself an inch from her the next morning—that is if he wakes up before her, if it was the other way around…good luck to him finding his jaw bone intact. And three, once again they were completely alone with no distractions.
She wouldn't mind if he moves a little to her, wouldn't she? She's asleep, as far as he knew, dead-tired just like him and he can wake up early to move his own sleeping material on a more respectable distance, to show that he had not come in fifteen meter radius to her just as she had threatened—err instructed. That is if he gets some sleep, knowing himself he'd be busy inhaling her sweet scent and fantasizing about their future together—something that won't likely happen for a long time.
Making his decision, Naruto was about to get up, gather his things and plunk it down to where he will see the outline of Sakura's sleeping silhouette from the moonlight, close-up, if it weren't for the said girl sitting up immediately like a zombie back from hell. Instantly, Naruto froze on his half-lying, half-standing position and quickly feigned sleep.
Had she discovered his intention? Is she secretly awake and waiting for him to start his move just so she can punch him to kingdom-come? Oh dear sweet heavens no! All the hard work of getting to where their friendship level is right now was about to come undone right before his very eyes!
He flinched lightly when the sounds of sheets being rustled like she was really impatient to get it undone reached his sensitive ears. At last, soft but brisk footsteps told him she was really heading to his direction.
His breath stopped short when the familiar cherry blossom fragrance hit his heightened sense of smell and doubled more when he felt her hands reach for him. Any minute now he'd have another lovely addition of bumps adorning his head.
He felt the ghost of her hands reach up to his chest (So she's going to punch him there? Crack a rib or two?) and fumbled for his sleeping bag's zipper. In a matter of minutes or seconds, the said pink-haired medic he had been fantasizing earlier was now comfortably nestled on his still frozen form, facing him and has her arms wrapped around his stiff torso. She was holding him like she would to a teddy bear! Too shocked to even formulate a response, he can only gape at the tuft of darkened but unmistakably pink hair close to dozing right in front of him, hugging him, crushed into him, with him in his very own sleeping bag.
This is genjutsu isn't it?
"Ano…Sakura-chan?" He asked in a soft whisper.
"Wad?" came her muffled half-hearted question.
"Your bed… um…is right there." The blond haired hero pointed to the silhouette of an empty sleeping bag directly opposite from his on this small area they dubbed as their sleeping place for the night.
"Shudup..."
"Um…Sakura-chan…you might want to move your arm, it's um…" He trailed off knowing very well that the girl nestled into his welcoming-but-stiff arms was quite nearing sleep and thus have little comprehension to what he was actually saying.
"Is there something wrong with your sleeping bag?" He questioned hurriedly, quite afraid that she would be asleep that fast. If that happens, he'd be in a very awkward predicament. And he'll even bet his ramen that he'll get another ugly bruise the next morning.
"Worms…" She said in a soft voice drifting between the realm of consciousness and dream, all the while shuddering in disgust.
"Oh."
Naruto never wished for something as trivial as worms raining on Sakura's bed every night. That is up until that very time.
Owari
(for now)
A/N: One time while I'm browsing through LJ, I saw some communities sporting this challenges (what is that?) and then bam! I suddenly found myself applying for one...well my sister's a big catalyst too. So welcome to my 50scenes NaruSaku! I'll be using this page as a container since I think LJ is dizzying enough...I might never find my story again. Well it's a drabble...I've never really tried that one so this will really be a challenge This particular piece had been sitting in my document for about a week now...too lazy to post.
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