Notes: Give it a chance you fools, it's not as weird as it sounds!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Streetcar. I'm just borrowing the name from Mr. Williams and I'm simply manipulating the Naruto characters for my own personal enjoyment! *insertwink*
A Streetcar Named Desire
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'Oh God, please don't let him kill me.'
The thought rings through my head like a perpetual chant. Of course, a part of me understands. No, no perhaps I don't quite understand, but a part of me acknowledges, acknowledges the fact that he says loves me. But that's not enough to make want to stay. At least not like this.
"A beautiful gown for a beautiful lady." He announces in an overly cheerful tone, and once again, I wonder; does he know that I have no reason to be cheerful?
I may not be able to see it all that well, but the gown, I have to admit, is as wonderful as he claims it to be. All I can make out from this angle is the white, expensive looking material but, to me, it is beautiful nonetheless. The most beautiful thing I've seen since I got here.
"Thank you." I hear myself croak softly before the word even registers in my head. I say it more out of fear than appreciation, and he perhaps realises this because a blank stare is what rewards my sign of gratitude. Then his entire face lights up, the corners of his lips curving very slightly. It's strange, from this angle, it's easier to ignore his red eyes.
"You're amazing, especially when you're afraid."
One of his hands brushes against my cheeks, cold fingers softly petting my skin. If I were a brave person, I would slap his hand away. If I were a brave person, I would break free and run. But I'm not brave, so I'm trapped.
Even in this strange situation, I can't help but question, does he not know that I'm not a lady?
TBC
Don't worry, I'm not weird enough to leave it like this for long, I'll update soon. But please review and tell me what you think!