Thought I would try something new. This song is Goldeneye by Tina Turner and it is from one of the James Bond movies. I would suggest listening to the song while you read this because the music is creepy enough to go with it. I hope you enjoy reading. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the song. No money will be made off of this fanfiction.
See reflections on the water
more than darkness in the depths
see him surface in every shadow
on the wind I feel his breath
I can't pinpoint the day that it happened. It had just slowly built up over time inside of me until he was the only one I could think about. When would I see him next? What will he think of this outfit? Does he prefer my hair up or down?
Everything became about him. Ino says it's an unhealthy obsession but she just doesn't understand. He was never her teacher.
She never had to worry when he got wounded if he would go to the hospital or not for treatment. She never had to watch his back in the field or known that he would watch hers. He was just another ninja to her but he could never be just another ninja to me.
It had at first been the adoration of a child but changed to so much more.
Yet, it was only one sided. I knew he would never look at me the same way I looked at him so I tried to keep my feelings hidden but that is something I have never been good at.
He started to avoid me and it hurt. Only coming to me to be healed because even if he didn't love me, he did trust me. Being useful to him was the only reason he kept me around and everyone knew it.
What about me was so repulsive to him? Was it my age? My personality? My hair? I would change anything for him in a heartbeat.
So that I could lay by him and hear his heartbeat.
How do you go on when the love of your life doesn't feel the same? When you go to bed and dream of his touch knowing that it would never be yours? When you can't go to anyone for advice because they will judge you?
All you can do is figure out the solution by yourself, and in this case it was a simple but dangerous one.
Goldeneye I found his weakness
Goldeneye he'll do what I please
Goldeneye no time for sweetness
but a bitter kiss will bring him to his knees
I had been watching him from the sidelines for years. Learned all of his habits, his quirks, his likes and dislikes.
I knew the one thing he wanted to keep secret. Everyone knew his obsession with his dirty books, but to most he was a harmless pervert. A gentleman if you could believe it.
But I knew better.
The solution to getting him to touch me was simple. A henge would suffice although it would have to be good enough to fool even such a great shinobi.
The research was already complete. Which bar did he go to the most? What was the type of woman he flirted with? When did he make his move? What were the signs?
He seemed to prefer civilians although if it was because he felt superior to them or because he could threaten them to keep quiet I didn't know.
He also preferred his woman plain, dark hair, dark eyes. Nothing that called a lot of attention. Not too tall, no too short. Curvy in the right places but not overweight.
Practice makes perfect and all my time outside of the hospital was spent on that one jutsu. To create the perfect woman for him. My gift for him.
He continues to go on missions that take him far away from home. Far away from me. But I am patient. I can stay and wait although I will not stay still.
You'll never know how I watched you
from the shadows as a child
you'll never know how it feels to be the one
who's left behind
You'll never know the days, the nights,
the tears, the tears I've cried
but now my time has come
and time, time is not on your side
It was time to see if all of the practice had paid off. The henge I would use was complete and it had already been tested on Genma. Medium length dark brown hair and brown eyes, just a few inches taller than my usual height. Wider hips and fuller breasts. Just the sort of woman I thought would match him well although never as well as myself.
No one knew about my plan and it would stay that way.
I had the night already chosen. The same evening he arrives back from his most recent mission. My placement in the small bar already picked out. New clothes that couldn't be traced back to me purchased with cash to fit this new form.
He wouldn't stand a chance. All I had to do now was wait and I am a patient woman when I have a reason to be.
See him move through smoke and mirrors
feel his presence in the crowd
other girls they gather around him
if I had him I wouldn't let him out
When the night finally arrived I fought all day to keep my excitement down. I let the everyday routine of the hospital continue on and counted the seconds to when I could finally get ready for what would be one of the most important nights of my life.
When the nurse who was taking over my shift arrived I didn't even bother to run to the door. The nearest window would suffice.
I felt my body quivering with excitement when I finally made it home and was able to put on my jutsu in front of my mirror. Marveling at my new shape I pick the bag of clothes up that I had purchased for this night.
Nothing to flashy for him. Simple long dark jeans, a grey V-neck t-shirt and dark blue sweater finished off with white sandals. All colors he liked and just enough to catch his attention without looking like I was trying to.
I snuck out of my apartment and made my way down to the bar. The second seat from corner of the bar was the perfect spot. I put me in almost direct eye line of the side of the table where he usually sat.
As I made my way over to the bar stool I looked around and noticed he wasn't here yet. When the bartender came over to ask what I wanted I ordered a bottle of sake. His favorite drink.
There was plenty to share when he would finally come over.
I hear the door open and look over to find him standing there in jeans, a button down shirt with his trademark slouch, and a crowd of people forming around him.
I am patient, I can wait.
Goldeneye not lace or leather
Golden chains take him to the spot
goldeneye I'll show him forever
it'll take forever to see
what I've got
I could tell when my time had finally come. He was getting up from his table and leaving his friends but instead of making his way over to the door he was going instead over to the bar… and right over to the blonde four stools over.
That wouldn't do.
The good news was that all of my medical training wasn't for nothing and the moment he turned around to look to see which of his friends still remained, I was able to reach over and use some of my chakra to make her stomach return what she had had for dinner back up to the surface. There was no way he'd want to go home with that.
Just as I had thought, he finally spotted me over in the corner and started to stroll over. An appreciative look in his lone eye.
Not many words had to be spoken. We both knew why were alone at a bar. There were no cheesy pick-up lines or awkward attempts at small talk. A simple hello from him and a nod from me sufficed. It took only one quirked eyebrow and a beckoning finger to ask the question on his mind.
He turned around and I followed, as was natural. I don't mind following behind him as long as he's letting me near him.
When we arrived back at his apartment once again nothing was said. Just a moment after we had stepped inside I felt myself pressed up against the door. His lips moving urgently against mine as his fingers began to gently slide my jacket off.
There were no lights on inside and he had removed his mask. I didn't mind if I couldn't see his face. I was finally getting his touch.
My smaller fingers began undoing the buttons on his shirt, my lips leaving kisses on each little bit of skin that was exposed. His strong hands wove into my hair as I made my way further south.
A groan was heard but I'm sure if it was him or me as his pants were finally removed. It was at this point he decided I still had to many clothes on and quickly began to remove my pants and under things as I pulled my shirt over my head and released the latch on my bra.
He soon moved the two of us over to the bed and showed me why I had waited this long as he brought me to my peak time after time until I was finally spent. Right after the last time he whispered in my ear, "this is over after tonight."
Yet I found it didn't matter. I was finally able to fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat.
You'll never know how I watched you
from the shadows as a child
you'll never know how it feels to be so close
and be denied
It's a gold and honey trap
I've got for you tonight
Revenge it's a kiss, this time I won't miss
now I've got you in my sight
With a Goldeneye, golden, goldeneye
with a goldeneye, goldeneye.
When I awoke in the morning he was already gone and all traces of our wild night was cleaned up.
There had been no names. There had been no commitments made but it didn't matter. I had finally realized that one night would never be enough but my research told me he was never with the same woman twice.
Once again the solution was simple. Design a new henge, a new woman for him. Different shape, different height, different clothes but still a perfect match for him. Perhaps a different bar and a different stool but the outcome would be the same.
He wouldn't be able to resist and he would continue to take me home again and again. Perhaps, if I finally hit upon the perfect design, the one woman he would want to spend the rest of his life with then I would keep on the henge.
What he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. I was more than willing to give up everything for him. Change anything for him.
Perhaps no one would notice when Sakura disappeared and this new woman emerged. Kakashi wouldn't and I might not either.
Or perhaps he would finally realize the woman for him had pink hair and had been in love with him since she was a child. That there was one person in the world who knew him better than he knew himself. However I had more hope that the first option would come about.
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-Ranna