More Than an Obsession
He would often wonder why she was so obsessed with him. Even when he flat out rejected her, she would still squeal when she saw him. So would all of the other girls, but she just seemed different. A different kind of obsession.
He noticed that over time her obsession changed little by little. He noticed it was becoming something more than obsession. That sparked something in him, that she would be so devoted to him. He didn't know what that little spark was, but it was growing as time went by.
Then that night he left. She had confirmed it was more than obsession. She had told him that she loved him with all her heart. He didn't know why, but it pleased him that she had said that, with tears in her eyes. He knew she ment it; he knew she would never love anyone else. But he still left. He left her, he left a pleasant life he might have had. But not with out thanking her for maybe giving him a future back at home when and if he returned.
As he walked away, he didn't look back once, afraid that her sleeping form might change his mind. Afraid he might decide not to gain power in hopes of defeating his greatest enemy. Afraid because he knew then. He knew that he loved her.
I loves me my SasuSaku. -heart-
Crits would be nice; I want to know how to make this not so crappy. 0:
Also, I really suck at this kind of cheesey writing, so bear with me, as I strive to become THE BEST!