Title: Naruto: What is love?
Author: Isiri
Pairing: Gaara/Temari
Warning: Fluff and a question asked even more then, 'What is the secret of the universe?'
A/N: Spur of the moment thing. It's really short and written pretty weirdly, but eh. Sorry ahead of time if the two characters seem OOC; didn't mean it. I hope people actually like this. I thought it was cute. Or something. BEWARE THE FLUFF!
"I don't understand."
Of course you don't.
"I don't expect you to."
How could I?
"Then . . ."
A struggle,
". . . help me. . ."
The first time he's ever said it.
". . . to understand."
Silence.
A cold wind.
"What if . . . I don't know how?"
Don't look at me like that; don't look at me like that.
"You said you did."
I know.
"You said you did."
I know!
"But. . ."
. . . Not even I always understand what I say.
"So you lied."
The sand is swirling; he's mad.
"No!"
Too late to back out now.
"Then explain! Help me understand!"
His sand is halfway up my legs; I can't move.
He's in front of me before the panic and fear even have a chance to take over.
"Tell me. . ."
His voice has softened, laced and mangled with the fear of rejection and the yearning of a young child's need to know
"What is love?"
My throat's dry.
"I . . ."
What is love?
I have to ask myself that.
Do I even know?
"Love is . . ."
Is what? Lies and pain? Fear and hurt? Rejection, recognition, understanding-
"What is love?"
Shaky blue meets unreadable green.
A realization.
I know.
Forcing aside my fear and all knowledge of just exactly who was in front of me and what he was capable of, I meet him with a steady stare.
"Love is giving me the power to destroy you."
Please don't tense.
I know this isn't the answer that you expected; nevertheless . . . wait.
"But . . . but it's also trusting me not to."
Silence.
A cold wind.
Sudden warmth.
"That's love?"
Never let go.
"Yeah. . ."
I wrap my arms slowly around him to return the favor.
Together, we're protected against the cold.
Together . . .
"Yeah; that's what love is."
. . . We know what love is.
A/N: My first Gaa/Tem fic I've ever done. Probably not the last, if Laurel has anything to say about it. Speaking of which, this is dedicated to you La-chan, with love.
Written after looking through random icon pics, drinking a 28oz. slurpee, and staying up way past my bed time.
Disclaimer: Why do we even have to put these things up? Everyone already knows what it's going to say. Naruto doesn't belong to me but to the much respected Kishimoto-sensei.