Grow Up and Blow Away.
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I disclaim ownership of source material.
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Inspired by Metric song of the same title. It always reminds me of Sasuke and Sakura. Some of the lyrics have actual correspondence in the fic.
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If he weren't knee deep in mud,
He bring her his drugs,
He'd get her a typewriter.
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The wisp of the smoke from the fire cast an eerie light over the scene of the camp.
(Its always eerie) he thinks. (always falling apart is smoke)
Naruto is securing the perimeter with Kakashi and he and Sakura are keeping a silence under guard.
Sakura looks up and he looks away.
(Her eyes are smoke - always falling apart)
He swallows a gulp of water, because the smoke had been blowing down his throat and he couldn't take it - it burnt too much, made it too hard to speak and his voice was stuck.
(Her eyes always told him much)
She was writing something, a seal of some kind, he knew it was for the mission and he knew it was a seal because she bit her finger and wrote something with the blood.
(So much)
Her hand is small, holding the brush of laydened with ink. She is writing something now, he doesn't know what.
(Too much)
(He always knew too much)
She looks up again, not quiet at him, but just in front of him, he realises that it is the smoke she is looking at. Its thin now, the fire has mostly died out since they had already cooked dinner.
"Sasuke-kun…" she wants to say something more, but for now
(For now it is enough)
She can't think of the rest of the sentence
(enough that she just says it, knows him,)
(makes a pretty image in smoke - in falling apart)
But it is okay, there is not much she can say, he has heard it all before, always knew too much, he did.
(loves him.)
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First double cross her heart,
He wants to start a family,
Her body is the baby.
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End
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Um. Yeah. This doesn't actually make a lot of sense and there is no point. Enjoy. I was mucking around with styles.