-1Author's Note I own nothing D;
Forget Me Not
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Dear Miss Christmas,
You've never been anything but troublesome to me.
And ever since last year, you've been dead to me.
It's not about the gifts anymore.
(not that I ever bought gifts.)
Or the lights.
Or the snow.
Or that cursed tree.
It's about the angel on top.
Yeah you know the one, the troublesome angel with big blue eyes.
Creamy white skin, and flowing blonde hair.
Yeah, her.
I'm a lazy man, who gets bothered by many things.
But she, well she was the one exception.
She's the only thing I've ever wanted to be troubled by.
And now, I think I've finally given up on her.
Or at least I like to pretend I have.
Because I don't think I could forget her even if I tried.
Yours Truly.
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It was nearly a year ago, Naruto's last Christmas Party, and we were all about seventeen. I was dragged to this party by both of my teammates much to my dismay. Christmas was never one of my favorite holidays, the whole season got on my nerves. From snow to the chilly winds, all of it I could do with out. It was all just so damn troublesome. It was always too cold, or too dark to just laze about and watch the clouds go by. The only thing winter was ever good for was sleep, something I had only wished to be doing that Christmas night.
I'll admit not all things about the jolly holiday were sad, sometimes it proved to rather amusing, after everyone's had two or three cups of Naruto's special 'eggnog'. But most of the time this amusement factor was canceled out by lugging home drunken friends, and cleaning up their messes. The first problem of the two where solved when Naruto finally just suggested everyone just crashing at his house for the night. Either way, there was never a dull moment at his house.
I had thousands of ways I could just slip out without being noticed, Chouji, and Ino, the only ones who really cared if I left, had already had their fill of eggnog. I was trying to decide if leaving was even worth the effort of getting up when one giggling female fell into my lap. She asked me politely if I could help her with the food in the kitchen. (A plus about Ino being drunk, meant she was nice instead of bossy.) I just rolled my eyes, and sighed but got up to help. I couldn't resist the way her eyes lit up when she smiled.
Ino stopped me right under the door way, and I gave her a flat look, she just giggled and pointed up. Mistletoe, it was just so bothersome, especially the mistletoe Naruto loved to use. The kind that would keep you in place until the two people underneath would kiss. I didn't even get a moment to figure out anything before I felt two warm lips pressed against mine and I swear my heart skipped a beat. My body reacted before my mind started to move again, as I leaned in closer and wrapped my arms around her. In turn she did the same, and the two of us kissed longer than we needed too.
But somehow it wasn't long enough.
She pulled away, and we both opened our eyes. I could feel the blush creep over my face, and spread steadily to my ears. Ino was also blushing beneath under her alcohol pink cheeks. My body was on auto pilot, and before I knew it she was in my arms again, my lips were already stealing another kiss. I moved the two of us into the kitchen, safety away from prying eyes.
After a few minutes we finally pulled away, I nipped along her neck playfully and then came up her to her jaw. I left kisses along the jaw line that haunted my soul, I kissed the eyes that followed me wherever I went, and then finally I placed a rather chaste kiss on the already swollen lips of the girl of my dreams.
"Ino. I.. I.. I love you."
I blurted the words before I even knew what was happening. I felt just as surprised as she looked. Her blue eyes widened in shock, but a moment later so did her smile. Her arms flew around my neck, and she squeezed me tight.
" Oh! I always knew you loved me Sasuke-kun."
Something inside me died right there, whether it be my soul or my heart, or maybe even both… I would never know. She giggled, and it was only then that I realized I could taste the eggnog in my mouth, the alcohol that was running through her veins. She let go of me, not noticing that I had gone stone cold in her grasp before heading out of the kitchen.
"Where's Sakura?! Forehead girl needs to know that I was always right."
I don't really know what happened after that, or for the rest of the night, everything is kind of just one big blur. It's just to troublesome to try and pick apart the evening, the worst night of my life. Not to long after the eggnog was finished I had claimed a bed (Naruto had an oddly big house), one big enough for two people knowing that I wouldn't be spending the night alone. Despite everything that had happened in the small fifteen minutes in the kitchen I knew I wouldn't fall asleep until there was a warm body next to mine.
Once again, I felt those heavenly lips press against mine, this time it lacked the passion, and the aim from earlier. She mumbled a small goodnight, and I settled my arms around her. Because no matter what, no matter how troublesome, I would always love her.
Author's Note So this kinda just came to me in the car way home from my aunts house. Don't think I've forgotten about abld, because I havent I just wanted to get this out of the way. This will be a three piece bit. A prolog, a oneshot, and an epilog.
I hope you enjoy, and let me know what you think about Shika. I tried, but I think it sucks. Don't worry the next third will be in third person I promise. :DD
-loser
Ps, that letter in the beginning is mostly random, and I don't know where it came from. But I kinda like it.
