Title:/b Festival
Pair:/b Kakuoc (Kakuumi)
Commission (for):/b Gift
Theme:/b N/A
Genre:/b Romance, cute
Rating:/b PG
Warning: OOC
World: Canon
Status: Complete
Date started: 2012
Date Finished: 01-19-13
Word Count : 291
Summary: N/A
Preview Picture N/A
Disclaimer on Art and OC's: I don't own the Character Umimori she is owned by Satuurn
Disclaimer: I don't own Itachi or the other characters mentioned :Iconmasashikishimoto:
Chapters: Drabble
Prequel/Squeal :
Extra: There is a picture to go with it, I have it saved on my computer but if you want to see it you may Ask Satuurn she does lovely pictures and should get more love.
The sun was setting on the horizon as twilight soon arrived bring the cool colors of misty purple and different shades of dark blue almost black. The sky itself was choosing to litter itself with tiny stars giving the prefect day a beautiful ending for the night. Little fireflies had the same intention of the stars as they got out of their hiding spot and lit the ground below. The festival had ended and seemed that Nurture did not want to out done as did one final magic of hers and that was a soft breeze to allow the cirrus cloud to move and speared.
Two lovers stalked up a large hill, one taking in the view Nature the other the other oblivious to the beauty before him. Their fingers were entertained with one another unnoticed to them but still very satisfying to have the other around.
The male was smirking as he glanced at his female companion, "it was worth it after a while," he said his misty green eyes making contact with aqua blue. His black kimono with the famous Akatsuki red cloud on it moved a little in the wind as did the females short purple Kimono.
"That is only because you won a hundred yen," she joked as she played with the sticky, sweet, treat known as dongo in her other hand.
The man smirked a bit the stiches on his face looking like a smile, "Yeah I did win nobody can beat me at arm wrestling," He brushed back his brown hair and glanced strait head.
The girl rolled her eyes as her red locks feel in front of her face, "of course," she mumbled. The two continued the their journey back home in blissful silence
