Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Race Against Everything
The air.
The stinging pain.
The wind.
Winning.
Losing.
At this point, it didn't matter. If you finished, that was all that mattered. Well, not to her, anyway.
Not to the girl with the super long, skinny legs. The fittest but still girly waist. The well developed chest. Not to the girl with the flawless skin and breathtaking eyes.
Oh no, this was just a race. She was inexperienced here, she didn't have to win. No, that would be being competitive. And she wouldn't have that. She secretly feared losing. She never competed. In anything. Someone was always better.
I would never understand this fear of hers, of course. She could accidently hit the button that ends the world, and just a smile from her would fix it.
Does she know how much I'm frustrated over her low self-esteem?
How this girl, with so much passion, so much love, knowledge, and beauty went unnoticed was beyond my comprehension. Why would she hid herself, this remarkable being for only the truly blessed? And many of us, didn't even deserve a fraction of it?
Just like me, you undeserving filthy swine!
Does she know the world is waiting for her, and no one else?
Who could possibly not see the beauty of this angel in disguise?
For her to conceal nearly all of the beauty in her, and yet continue to mesmerize everyone she crosses paths with, God must truly exist. Surely he has an ultimate gift that will be delivered through her.
Is it possible to look just as beautiful in utter darkness as light?
So no, this was just a stupid race to her.
But a girl who had the body of an angel, the face a princess desires, and the electric mind a thousand philosophers long for, and loathe anyone who comes close to, could never, ever notice me.
Because you'll never deserve her.
No, why even give me a passing glance?
And should it be true eyes are windows to the soul, then maybe this girl was even more magnificent than I thought.
But even a tenth of this girl, a hundredth, is more than my wildest dreams could handle.
Was that a smile?
She hates you.
My mind wants to melt as she approaches her friends, but waves to me and keeps glancing back.
What are you thinking? You no good stupid-
Has she caught me staring? Will she hate me? Does she think I'm stalking her?
Quit it, you moronic freak!
I'm the only one who sees past her veil.
Should I back off? Should I approach?
These things run through my mind as she walks toward me. Wait, is there someone behind me? No. She says hello, and we begin to talk. Everytime she laughs I wonder if I did something wrong.
Could it be that maybe, just maybe, I love her?
STOP IT! YOU DON'T DESERVE HER!
And then she tells me her name. It's just as beautiful as her.
Finally, I know the name for this angel.
That I just happen to love.
(Whether she wins or not.)
Behold! Another Cherry Blossom Creation!
HAHA!
So I was thinking about changing this to ShikaxTema, but it just didn't fit.
So it's a SasuxSaku fic! From Sasuke's POV, of course. I think I'm going to do a ShikaxTema one now. That sounds nice. XD