Disclaimer: Naurto ain't mine.
…Damn these drabbles that occur to me right when I want to sleep…
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Fall
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Each fiery leaf falls with such precision,
Each more beautiful than the last.
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I stare at the through the clouded window,
Wishing I could be with them,
To catch the titian leaves in my hand.
Whirl around as they fall by me,
Like small rhapsodies playing as I dance.
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I wish I could be free like that.
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But no,
I'm locked up in a room with open doors.
Binding me to this chair is the fear of harsh words from the outside.
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I'm pathetic.
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Then, I see him walking alone up that cold path.
I smile softly when I see the foliage stuck in his hair,
The garnet leaves making a striking contrast with his coal hair.
He looks around at the autumn trees with disgust,
He hurriedly shakes the leaves out of his hair,
The without hesitation,
He unleashes the Katon,
Burning every unique and special leaf into crispy cinders.
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Bastard.
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He,
Is the self-proclaimed genius of Konoha,
Every step he takes is worshipped by the idiot villagers.
Every move he makes is always perfectly calculated,
Always done for a reason,
No moment ever wasted.
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He is the hypotenuse-
The longest side of our triangle.
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I hate it.
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I hate having to rely on him to stand up!
I hate having him constantly by my side!
I hate that he can protect me...
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On that lonely bridge,
Through that thick mist,
I hated seeing him before me!!
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Every needle on his pale skin made me despise him more!
Let me fight!
I don't need your help!!
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But...
As I saw him swaying gently,
Sanguine blood drip-dropping onto the cold, wet concrete,
And as I saw him gently...
F
a
l
l...
I couldn't help but catch him.
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Okay… good? It didn't even occur to me that the title had any significance until I re-read the whole thing… I'm a really slow learner… It's a play on words! A crappy one though…
Read? Review?