Title: Catch Me Before I Fall
Authoress: BeuitifulDisgrace246
Summary: Mail that was never supposed to be sent is sent. The other person discovers feelings that were hidden for over five years. But of course you would be there to catch me before I fall…right? Two or three shot, not sure yet. SasuNaru.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto…simple as that.
Author's Note: Well…I just felt like writing this. I really hope others that are reading this enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please leave a review for thought.
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Catch me before I fall
BeuitifulDisgrace246
Part: One
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Dear Sasuke,
I know you will never read this…because I'm never going to send it. Even though I know you're not there…I'll write to you as if you were anyways. It's kind of funny too…because in real life…you would never be there.
And if you haven't realized it yet Sasuke…our friendship was lacking many things. I say, "was" because I can assume that our friendship is now no more, considering that you moved away about five years ago…okay. I'm going to stop lying now.
You have been gone exactly five years, eight months, twenty-five days, thirteen hours, twenty-one minutes, and eleven…no twelve seconds. Do you want to know why I know that Sasuke? Because I freaking miss you.
And if counting the seconds isn't pathetic enough how about checking email every hour (used to be every half hour) or walking to the post office every morning, looking for a letter that would never come. In mostly everything else I have become stronger…but somehow I just can't seem to get you out of my brain.
Hoping that maybe…you miss me too?
But I would become a raving lunatic if I thought of that all day. (Sakura says I already am) Oh and about Sakura…did you know she got married to Rock Lee? (AKA Bushy Brows) Her wedding was a year ago. And do you know one of the main reasons I was so excited to go?
Because of you, Sasuke. I thought that maybe you would take some time away from wherever the hell you are and give a damn about us. Yeah, us. The ones that stuck by your side and saw through all the layers of bastard-ness you put up.
And…helped you become a better person. To be able to live without quite so much pain. We hope we helped in at least some way that would earn us a spot in your memory. I hope I helped. But since five years have passed…there's no need to remember us, huh?
And after spending so much time with you in our younger days, and being able to admit it to my heart that I could call you the most meaningful person in my life…and then having you leave…
But since I have no clue where the hell you are…there is nothing to do except wait. Wait for one STUBBORN BASTARD that's for sure. You probably know damn well that I am still here, haven't moved one bit.
You would have to be the one to come visit me.
So…when are you coming?
Never? Well…at least that's what it feels like. And as another second ticks by…I miss you even more. More of my soul is dragged away and sent in a little box with golden ribbon to wherever you are.
Guess what? You almost have all of my soul. You already have my heart. I don't know if you are aware of the fact that you have it…but you do. If you don't want it though…it's way too late to give it back.
Damnit Sasuke…I could never admit it to myself before you left…but soon as it dawned on me that you were gone it struck me.
I am in love with someone…and I have been for a very long time. But…I know they don't love me back. Because if they did...they wouldn't have left me to bathe in my tears for five years.
And it takes a lot for me to cry.
So Sasuke…are you disgusted by me? I bet you don't even give a shit that I just spilled my heart out to you. Well…if you were reading this then I know you wouldn't care. Or…you would pay somebody to block all contact from me.
But Sasuke…
As hard as it is to admit it…you are all I have. All I live for. So until it is proven to me that you are dead…I will still wait for you.
Hell, you could be dead right now for all I know. But even though you probably won't believe this…I trust in you with all my soul.
All I have to offer you is my love Sasuke. Maybe that's why you haven't come back. Because I never have and never will be worth anything. I am dirt to you just like everybody else, huh?.!
Dirt gets ignored for five years and doesn't deserve love from someone as perfect as you.
Your rare smiles, your gorgeous eyes that haunt me in my dreams, the way your bottom lip juts out cutely in a way that is so…you when you are thinking deeply about something…your masculine hands that I have been tempted to rub my cheek against numerous times, the way you walk in a strong yet graceful way, the way your mouth moves when you talk, your voice I can't help but love even when I'm being insulted, your petite yet firm body that I want to be in my embrace every second of the day, your silky hair that I imagine would look SO good against a tan chest, your skin tone that is the exact opposite yet would look just right with mine, your slender eyebrows you raise if you find something I do or say amusing yet refuse to smile, and…my most favorite thing…your laugh…
Your laugh is like…the cool autumn breeze I wait for every year, the feeling as ice water finally meets your parched mouth, the feeling I get when I eat ramen…
I can honestly say I would give up ramen for a YEAR just to hear you laugh. I have only heard that enchanting sound once in my whole entire life…but I swear I'm addicted.
If you were to suddenly walk into the room laughing with your arms wide open for me to hug you, I swear I would faint. But of course you would be there to catch me before I fall…right?
Oh look at me now…I sound like one of your damn fan girls.
And speaking of fan girls…I have quite a few of them now. Even at the age of twenty-two. But I turn all of them down. You know whom I'm waiting for.
You don't know how many times Kakashi, Iruka, or Sakura as told me to just give up on you and settle down with a girl that would die to be with me. But for all I care…she can just die.
I wish I didn't, but I still believe in you…and always will. Why must I be so pathetic? Crying over some guy I haven't seen in over five years that never showed any interest in me and has no clue how much I love him. But that's just like me, isn't it? Weak and pathetic. Just like you always said.
So Sasuke…
I just wanted you to know what my heart is telling me. By the way…how is my heart doing? I'm guessing it's broken in two.
(I don't suppose you could mend it for me…could you?)
Sasuke…I…
I Love You.
And even if you hate my guts I will still wait for the day that you will show your goddamn beautiful face.
Love, (No matter what) Naruto
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Yet another note written, never to be sent to the recipient. It's like this almost every day. I always find something different to cry about. EVERY day. And it's all because of him…the man I love so much but hate at the same time.
It has become so extreme that my friend Sakura has been trying to coax me into a psychiatrist's office for the past four years. But…I refuse to go. Because I know that all the psychiatrist could offer me is words of hope and wisdom…trying to help me through my pain.
But I know damn well that the only thing that will make me better is him. The only thing that eases my pain is the thought of him returning to me…someday. But after five years…the chances of that happening are bleak.
With a simple "Goodbye." He was gone. Not an "I'll be back soon." Or not even an "I'll be back eventually, so wait for me." Only a simple "Goodbye." Could ease my troubled mind in times of crisis.
My friend Sakura knows about my constant letters. The thought of him coming back wasn't enough after a few years, so I started the habit of writing to him as if he was actually there. Slowly, that comfort is dying away too. Soon…all I will be left with is my tears. And when my tears are gone…I don't know what the hell I do.
But all I know is that I feel completely empty. Everything I do except when I write my letters seems without a real purpose. If I am to ever see his dead body…it would be less than a heartbeat before I would kill myself. So in a sense…I would always be with him…
He is my purpose in life. But he is also my destruction…
I can't live with him, yet I can't live without him.
So what am I to do?
Wait?
For how much longer…
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"NARUTO!" The pink haired girl didn't receive an answer. "I'M JUST HERE TO TAKE YOUR MAIL TO THE POSTOFFICE OKAY! I WAS ON MY WAY THERE…AND DECIDED TO HELP YOU OUT! Okay…?"
Her voice failed miserably at the end of her yelling spree. She was almost positive what her friend was doing. Crying his eyes out in his bedroom. She sighed and picked up all the letters sitting in a pile on his kitchen countertop.
Sighing yet again, she locked the door behind her and made her way to the post office.
What she didn't know was that in the stack of letters in her hand…was a letter addressed to a certain Sasuke Uchiha…
From a certain Naruto Uzamaki.
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A/N: Well…here's the end of the first part! Hope you all enjoyed it! Hope to update later today or tomorrow…oh and by the way…if any of you are wondering about how the HECK it could get to Sasuke when it has no address on it…there are ways in the name of L-O-V-E, baby! Heh Heh. Well…TNT Till Next Time! Please R-E-V-I-E-W!