*Mind's Eye*
Hey look I'm informing you all right now that Dragon Swan has been deleted by the assholes that run this site, I am going to have to start over, bull shit right! Any way I'm going to start keeping back up files of stories cause I know some of you liked Dragon 's all enjoy.
Hinata's P.O.V:
I'm not sure how long I sat there watching him... Not entirely sure how it started, or when it became ritual to observe his every move. Is there something wrong with me? Is this... okay? To watch him like this- does this make me obsessive? Could you blame me?
He was beautiful beyond compare, not even that pale scrawny Uchiha, with his dark brooding charm- I am not blind- could possible relate to the golden blond. He was Apollo in the flesh, both lover and love of the burning sun; his skin- sun bathed- bound his thickly muscled frame and his wild mane shone like the sun it's self, blindingly bright and untamed. Yet it was those sapphire eyes that burned me; countless dreams of them staring down at me, bare and exposed as they blazed with fierce hot passion, turned my mind to smoldering ash.
Every thing about him was white hot, blazing flames of passion; yet there was simply something about those eyes of his- by-far my favorite part of him- those eyes that where so deep and amazingly blue... Eyes that surprisingly more often than naught, acted as mirrors reflecting only the best in others. Such eyes seemed other worldly, so breath taking in every way imaginable; and when he fixes those eyes on me, I seem to falter somehow; like my body is under attack. It's like his eyes boil my blood and pump my heart faster, like he causes my lungs to short circuit and my toes to curl...
It was so strange how at every turn I was some how drawn to this magnificent creature in every little way. From the moment I get out of bed in the mornings to the time I return back home to my one faithful love (AN: Her bed.) I can feel the pull on my heart to see him, my body... at least once. To bask in his presence even if he doesn't know I'm there... I know; I know how ridiculously in lust I sound to you but honestly it's more than that.
I-I'm not in l-love or anything! I... just a-appreciate a fine specimen of the opposite sex... okay maybe I like him, a lot... oh okay a whole hell of a lot! But, can you blame me?
It's not just physical that makes him perfection, it's his soul and his mind, his heart... They're all so... open... almost... inviting. His presence alone inspires strength, promotes dreaming; he's like the single sunny spot in a world of darkness, my realm of eternal night.
I watched him train with Jiraiya for countless hours simply admiring the poetry of his movements; the way his muscles rippled with his every move, the way his sweat rolled down his lean firm build begging and tempting me to glide my fingertips along the hard planes of his body.
I blushed hard at the thought while choking on my desire to have him...'To taste him...'
AN: I have revised the first chapter tell me how you like!