{ of colours
by: orenjiismile
you can't have a rainbow
without the rain. }
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Red is the color of my umbrella. I don't care if raindrops from previous storms have faded some of the color away to a much more dull one, or the fact that Sakura always slides her arm through mine and tells me that "it's not red baby, it's crimson" because none of that really matters as long as I can see all those colors reflected in your eyes as we stand huddled together underneath my umbrella, waiting out the storm in the forest.
Orange is the color of your stupid jacket and your stupid pants. But despite your obnoxious cries for attention, with your bright clothing and loud yelling, I know that there's more to you. Between a flutter of eyelashes and an inhaled breath, you fear the world, but you're not going to let anyone see that. Never. Because you're Uzumaki Naruto and you know that your friends, regardless of what they say about you, count on you. And that's why you need me, because you're Uzumaki Naruto and you need someone to count on too.
Yellow is the color of my rain boots that I left at your house. They're stored in that messy closet by the doorway, the one you always throw your dirty laundry into. I'm constantly telling you to be responsible and hang your jackets up properly, but you never listen to me. I sigh and stare at your drenched high-tops. I wish I was wearing my yellow rain boots just so I can offer them to you.
Green is the color of the surrounding trees and plants and grass and leaves and life blurring by us as you pull me under the protection of the verandah of a nearby building. When we stop moving, and you stop talking, I wonder why the world is still spinning together. I wonder why the trees are becoming large explosions of green, and why the grass is colliding with the sky at such an odd angle. "You're crying." You say, as if you were surprised. But all I can hear in my head is, "Let's break up." I throw the umbrella onto the wooden floor and walk out into the pouring rain. "What the fuck are you doing?! Are you crazy?" You yell, eyes wide. But it doesn't matter what you yell at me, because the only thing that's registering is, what do you mean it didn't mean anything? What do you mean it was a fling?
Blue is no longer the color of the sky. And the ocean no longer bleeds blue. Blue is not the color of the silky bed sheets you pressed me into. Blue is not the color of my skin from where you gripped my hips. Why you ask? Because you gave blue to Sakura, in the form of a heart-shaped blue diamond ring.
Indigo is the color of the text, (bolded and underlined, font verdana) I love you on the one month anniversary card I made for you. But that's okay, indigo is also the color of the smudging ink as I rip the card up into millions of pieces. The remnants join the couple bracelet and dying raindrops on the ground. I smile at you; the guilt across your face just proves that you didn't remember. For someone who wants to become the future leader of our village, you are quite incapable of remembering things for when it really matters. I am not surprised to find that when I look down again, there is nothing there. Funny how it's kind of, sort of, really, just like our love.
Violet is the color of our lips and it just shows how long we've been in this park. You nervously lick your lips and tell me, we'll always be best friends and you grab my hand to reassure me, but there is no warmth from your hand and I can only feel myself hate you. I have come to realize that, no matter who I put my trust into, who I love and cherish, in the end, they will always leave me. So I decide, as I pick up my umbrella, that next time, I will be the one to betray.
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Naruto (c) Masashi Kishimoto
Alright bb's, you know what to do. ; D