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Author's Note: I came up with this one during my daily routine of Naruto watching xD. Haha, yeah, hope you like it!


Haku/Zabuza: The One I learned to Love.

For as long as I remember, I have been cold.

I never cared about others.

I was a ninja, and killed when told to.

I never thought that the boy lying next to me would be the one to make me. . .love. . .

The day I met him was like any other day there. He was just a little kid, sitting in rags against the bridge railing. I wondered how it was that he wasn't shivering from the falling snow. I mocked him, or at least, tried to. The only reason I had even decided to speak with him was because I found him utterly beautiful. His long, brown hair was dirty, snow covering the ends and pilling up in the top. His eyes were the things that intrigued me the most. They were light brown, and amazingly beautiful, as well as sad. "We have the same eyes. . ." he had said to me. I had been skeptical, of course. No way, I had thought, he needs, no, desires to be loved. . .I lost that need long ago. . . But at the same time, I knew that I needed it too. I took him with me that day, and felt as if I had found the most important treasure life had to offer. . .

I trained him.

He was to be my weapon, but every time I looked at him, I didn't see a tool, I saw someone I was beginning to love. He continued to believe that he was only wanted for his Kekkei Genkai, but I knew he was wrong. I wanted him, to save me from my own loneliness.

I was there.

When he feared those childish nightmares, I was the one to comfort him. I held him in my arms until he would fall asleep. I loved him more than I had ever loved anyone. Yet, he didn't know that. Everyday I wondered, did he love me too? I didn't know it at the time, but he did. As much as I loved him, if not, more.

Soon he turned 10.

I gave him a pet rabbit. It was white, with blue eyes, and he loved it. I loved seeing him smile. Smile at me. He was always smiling, always happy. "Zabuza-sama, thank you, I love it!" he said to me. He was beginning to grow so much. . .he couldn't see, but I was smiling too. . .

He turned 15.

His looks were even more radiant, his small body growing rapidly, but it seemed that he wasn't maturing. Girls would flock around him, but he never cared. "They're irritating." he told me when I asked why he didn't reply to them. I didn't know it was I whom he was waiting for. He was too young, but I couldn't help but need him. My desire for him never wavered. And when I faced Kakashi, I realized that he wanted me as well. He saved me from Kakashi, and took care of me for the following week with the outmost tenderness. He smiled all the while, never once complaining about my stubbornness to get back at Kakashi and his bothersome students. He laughed, and would touch my arm with such gentleness that it would send shivers down my spine. I wanted to hold him, like I had when he had been young. Those days were long gone. . .

The day before we faced Kakashi one last time was the day it happened. He had fallen asleep when waiting for me to wake up, sitting rather neatly on the chair next to my bed. My desire took the best of me as I leaned towards him, pulling my mask down as I did so. I claimed his perfect lips with mine. I claimed his first kiss. I claimed him mine. His eyes fluttered open, and looked into mine with such puzzlement and adoration that I couldn't help but smile, smile into the kiss I was giving him. I pulled back and apologized, but it seemed that he wasn't listening. His eyes were bright, his lips parted slightly. I kept myself under control, keeping from embracing him into another kiss, as he pulled his over-robe off. "Zabuza-sama. . .forgive me. . ." he kissed me, his delicate arms wrapping themselves around my neck. I knew he loved me. . .as I loved him. He was mine that night, and that night only. . .

Now, he's dead. I cry for him, and the time we no longer had. I had needed someone, and it seemed that he had been the angel I had searched for without knowing. He appeared out of nowhere, and I had found him. He had made my life worthwhile. I cried for the love we had shared. I had tried to tell myself I had only used him, but the Kakashi's blond baka had caused my shield to shatter. I missed him already. . . Could he see me cry from where he was? What now? I did too many savage deeds. I couldn't go where he was now. He was a pure soul. Innocent of everything. We couldn't be together, after finally realizing our feelings for one another. I caressed his cheek gently, taking in the texture of his prefect skin one last time. My beautiful one. . . What hurt the most was that he could still be alive had I only beaten Kakashi sooner. He wouldn't have had to interfere. I had told him to stay out of my fight, but like always. . .he had cared too much. Now I parted from him, forever. I never told him how much I loved him, and he never told me. We didn't need to, but I found myself having the need to say it, for my sake, and his. . .even if he wasn't able to hear it. "I love you, my dear Haku. . .I always will. . ." Somehow, I forced myself to move, and I gave him a small kiss. My last will. . . I knew he had heard me, and he answered back. I felt everything around me darken as I heard his voice one last time. . .

"Zabuza-sama. . .

I love you. . ."


I hope you liked it. . .yeah xD