Well, of course I don't own these characters, this is a fanfic you know
But the plot is mine, only mine!
He had watched her for years.
Watched her growing up, from a shy child to a woman aware of her own powers, a woman, no longer the shy child she once was.
And he had wanted her for many years. How did they start? These feelings… He often wondered why, and if he could get rid of them somehow.
But they remained strong, as the very reason for him to keep going. A flame in his heart, warming him in cold and lonely nights. True, he had always been alone by his own choice,
but now, the darkness didn't seem friendly anymore, almost as it chased him away, said to him to confess to her. But then again, who was he to confess his hidden
feelings for her? She – beautiful, young, pure. He – old and tainted by darkness. The fact that he was one of the best shinobi in the village was not to his advantage,
he'd say it was the opposite. No matter how much he wanted to hold her, no matter how he longed, no matter that his blood was on fire every time he saw her.
A dangerous man, that how he was, yes. Not to mention that he was much older than her, and her old teacher above all that. At least, he knew that she saw him as a friend,
which would have to be enough, even though the fact couldn't stop the fire within him.
She wondered why she felt like this. A trembling within the core of her very being every time he was around with that stupid smile on his face which made her shiver as
if she was cold. It was a mystery to her. Sure, girls are supposed to fall in love over and over again – when they're teenagers. She was an adult now… And she had never
really been in love. Well, of course it's that first love, that one you'll never forget. But when she was head over heels for Sasuke, she was 12 years old. In that age, that love
is always "the" everlasting love. She hadn't been in love since then. But now… was this love? She watched him, confused. It took not long time for her to realize what she
felt, even though she tried to deny it for herself a very long time. Then she surrendered and finally admitted to herself that she was hopelessly in love with her former teacher.
And something, maybe a woman's intuition, told her that she was not alone when it came to those feelings. It was something he tried to hide in the depths of his eyes…
Or the eye, depending on how he had his forehead protector that day. But she knew; now she was certain. And today was the day to tell him that he
wasn't the only one with feelings burning as hot as the fire within their souls
That's it! Thank you for reading my first fic!
Don't flame me if you don't like the pairing, 'cause I do!