Why I Love Him
Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto. Never have, and probably never will.
Summary: People ask me why I'm with him. He's not the most handsome guy around, nor the strongest…but he's still the best.
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I have been asked, many times, why I chose him. I who grew to be the flower of the Leaf, Tsunade-hime's beloved acolyte, the pride of Team Kakashi…why would I choose a man who cannot perform genjutsu?
I often answer, "Because he told me he would protect me to the death," and walk away, leaving the questioner more confused than ever.
But that is not true—hadn't a score of other boys told me the same thing, more or less?
No, it is not because he says he'll protect me. It's that he doesn't make me feel like a damsel in distress. I spar with him, and he doesn't show mercy. Don't get me wrong, he's not a bad boy…far from it. But he doesn't treat me like a flower all the time, like the delicate sakura-blossom everyone imagines me to be.
He waited for me for years. By the time I realized I had gotten over Sasuke, by the time Naruto realized he hadn't, he'd already waited years. But I still ran away, taking any man who would have me rather than face the truth that was waiting patiently to be noticed.
I shiver. Lee rolls into me in his sleep, his lips on my shoulder, his arm around my waist.
I, the cherry blossom of Konoha am with my viridian beast because he loves me, and I love him. His strength frightens me, his voice soothes me, and his love encases me.
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Ok it sounded a lot better in my head…but I posted it anyway because I have no other lee/sakura piece and I love the pairing to bits. BITS!! ;P