Title: Remember
Word Count: 227
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters herein contained. I only own the text.
Rather cliche weakling of a fic. Currently fairly depressed, and this is what came out. It happens that way, I guess. Still, it's pretty good, I guess. Enjoy.
I lay on his chest, remembering.
"I love you," I mutter under my breath. I don't expect a reply and am ready to bolt. I'm only seventeen, and I shouldn't even know what love is yet, but I am also a shinobi. And our lives go by so much faster than every one else's. I barely hear him admit he loves me back, and remember only the kiss.
I listen for his heartbeat, thinking.
"I want my first time to be with you," I say bluntly. I don't know how else to say it; blunt has always been my style. He doesn't say anything, just gives me that look. And I know that he's thinking the same thing, but doesn't feel the need to say it out loud. He doesn't speak much anymore.
I trace circles around his stomach, sighing.
"Intelligence says to expect an attack tonight at midnight," Tsunade tells us. Everybody we grew up with is there, all pale and serious—and why shouldn't they be? We know that most of us will die in this battle, ANBU or not. I can feel the fear, but I only fear for him.
I lay on his chest, but it doesn't move. I ignore the bloody battlefield, listening for a heart that doesn't beat. His skin is cold beneath my fingers. All I can do is remember.