SO- a second story. Short drabble that popped to my mind. I don't even think I have to warn anyone. Hope you like it, and review it.
Disclaimer: Do not own, never wanted to.
It starts with a question.
"Sasuke, tell me what water means." A glare.
"I'm not a walking dictionary, dobe. And the computer is as close to me as it is close to you." A pout.
"But I like your voice." A throat cleared.
"…fine. Water. A common chemical substance that is essential to all forms of life."
"Sasuke, tell me what fire means." A darker glare.
"Naruto…" A sheepish smile.
"Just this one! It won't hurt!" A huff.
"…fire. An oxidation process that releases energy in varying intensities in the form of light and heat that often creates a smoke."
"Sasuke, have you seen a fire without smoke?" A rise of a black eyebrow.
"No dobe, I haven't." A look of confusion in two shining cobalt eyes.
"Then why do they say 'often'? Fire always creates a smoke!" A tick in one obsidian eye.
"Nah, nah- Sasuke, tell me what earth means." Fingers typing, mouse clicking. A frown.
"I can't find what earth means." Another pout.
"Then try soil." Another glare.
"Soil. A mixture of sand and organic material present on the surface of the Earth."
"Yosh. What does wind mean?" Another huff. A grin.
"Wind. The flow of air."
"That's it?" Eye twitch.
"Yes." Eye roll.
"Sasuke." A gaze flicking up.
"Hn?" A small smile.
"What's your favorite element?" Black eyes averted, thinking.
"I suppose…"
"No." The black gaze flicking back.
"Huh?" The small smile spreading.
"Don't suppose. Just tell what is the element you like most." A glare.
"…fire." A quirk of a bright brow.
"Why fire?" A blank look.
"…" A third pout.
"C'mon Sasuke, it's not a big deal!" A third huff.
"…Fire is uncontrollable. It is like…a child with no boundaries, free and beautiful. Fire is not constricted, when properly nurtured it can produce life and light and heat. But when someone angers it, it can ruin and burn anything in its path."
"Yeah, that's pretty admirable. But you could say that on water. Water is peaceful and beautiful, it surrounds you and hugs you to it in a way fire can't and it produces life. Also, when properly angered- water can turn almost unstoppable, just like fire. Also- water turns the fire out. HA! So water wins over fire!"
"It does not." A second grin.
"Yes it does." An everyone-lost-count-cause-that's-what-the-teme-lives-for glare.
"Well, earth can stop water." One tan finger poised up.
"Not turn them out." A smirk.
"Then fire is just like you." Two cobalt eyes widening.
"What?" The smirk softens to a smile.
"Just like I said. Trapping fire is possible- though highly not recommended- and even when trapped, it will continue to dance, its movements fluid yet unexpected. Beautiful, and free even when confined. It keeps one transfixed by it forever. But it's fragile. Just a drop of water, a lack of air, and the fire will turn out. That's what makes it so precious. Like you."
It ends with a kiss.
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