Me: I know, I know… I'm supposed to be updating my other stories, but with this left hand, and Sasuke's birthday, I just had to make this SUPER SUPER SUPER SHORT three-shot. But the thing is, I had read this other three wot called Rhythm of The Rain about a year ago, and I can't find it anymore, but now I'm trying (and failing) to re-create it.
Please enjoy, even though it's probably impossible.
Sai: It is impossible Ugly 2.
Me: Shut the fuck up you pale, bootleg Sasuke, bum ass, shabooka!
Sai: Shabooka? Great comeback.
Me: Do you want me to castrate you?
Sai: You wouldn't. Besides you couldn't.
Me: Why is that? Because you're the dickless and not Naru-chan?
Hinata: Back off my man bitch!
Sakura: No you back of Mikey-chan! –punches Hinata, who flies to Sound- (Sorry, I hate Hinata!)
Me: Go Saku-chan! Fuck you Hinata!
Sakura: Go Mikey-chan! Please enjoy the story. She do not own Naruto, and this was inspired by someone else... YO! Read and Review.
Rain pattered against Sakura's balcony windows.
It was night, ten at night to be exact, and the outside world had a backdrop of only onyx and navy blue spots, that only if you were Neji or Hinata, would be outlines of the vegetation towering even over the biggest of mansions. Heaven's teardrops fell, and refreshed your skin from the present night's sticky air surrounding the ground like clouds. Not even the Luna's Cara or the pure, white, and hot fireballs in the sky shone on this night, leaving late night passerby's blind and unable to follow the paths into Konoha's most obvious neighborhoods. Although, this only applied to the regular passerby, because about a mile from this certain kunoichi's house, a warrior was d e f i n i t e l y approaching…
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I could see her. Dripping wet. Like a water goddess. She brings my thoughts to pure ecstasy. Usually thoughts like these for an avenger were forbidden. Bad. Wrong. But let me ask you this Lord of Avengers, if lust was so wrong… why did it feel so r i g h t?
If I had come here in the day, I wouldn't have to use my sharingan to see her, but tonight in Konoha was a whole different story. While I walked in the same path I had walked out so many years ago, I couldn't help but wonder, was I making the right decision? Was I being just too over-impatient? Or the one that scared me… was I doing this all for nothing? For her, I would take the chance, but what happened if she didn't take me? I am now longer asking questions, but still seeking answers to my many inquiries, because for her I would do anything. She is my everything.
When I went to sound all I could think of was her voice, her pale face bathed in moonlight (a contrast to tonight), and her---------- her tears. But then again, somehow, just amazingly, whenever she came towards me, the man she claimed to love, I always managed to make her cry. Whether I meant to or not.
But not tonight. I would try to make her smile tonight.
Gripping the door handle, I pressed my face against the transparent crystal of one of the windows to the far right. She hadn't bothered to close the curtains to her balcony, let alone the one of the windows on the right, even with the storm approaching. But that was just okay with me. That made what I was here to do a whole lot easier.
I saw Sakura exit her bedroom, with just a white bra and a white lace thong on. Looks like not even a nightgown was appropriate for tonight's humidity. I thought this long and hard in my mind, replaying the way her tight ass swished gracefully as she almost danced out of the room. So toned and plump, training had made it hard, but her obsession with chocolate made it big. Hey, I learned something while we were on the same team along with Kakashi and Naruto. I'm not totally clueless.
I gripped the other open door's handle, and slipped discreetly inside, my ninja sandals making no sound. Glad to be out of the rain, I made my way to Sakura's bed. I wanted to sit on it, I wanted to to touch it. But I would rather do it at a time were I wasn't soaked, and my hair wasn't tangled with twigs and leaves.
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"No,Sai. I don't think that would be a good idea."
"Please Ugly. It's storming outside."
"Just for that comment, you now get a Hell-to-the-No."
"Come on!"
"No, out!"
"Fine, but this is why I like Ino better than you. She's nicer and prettier."
"OUT!"
"Okay! God, don't get your fucking thong in a bunch."
And then the door slammed. And then Sasuke felt a little green monster escalate in him. And no, he was not talking about boogars.
'Said' or 'Say' or whatever the fuck his name is better not have gotten any ideas with Sakura, or else he would personally snap his fucking neck. And that was a promise. A promise in Sakura's defense.
Subconsciously, he kicked the white door of the room in anger, and unsurprisingly made a loud noise.
"Who's There?"
Sasuke may have been stupid to leave the village, but he did not have to be asked twice to prove his stupidity.
Exiting the room, he walked down a hallway, tugging at his uniform here and there. The humidity here was suffocating him more than ever. No he could see why she would decide to wear almost nothing. Hell, he felt like doing it right now.
"Hello! Reveal yourself!! I can feel your chakra!"
This made him hurry up, right around the corner, down another hallway, into the kitchen, and SMACK!-right into a fistful made of pure blood, sweat, and more tears.
Me: So did you enjoy the story? –silence- I guess not…
Sakura: Computers don't work that way.
Me: Oh right! Thanks Saku!
Read and Review! Please?
xoxo-Mikey