Disclaimer: Harry Potter IS OUT!!!!!! I don't own Naruto.
It is by fleeting chance that they meet.
The proctor of the Chuunin Exams and an up and coming ANBU captain.
He is gentle and she is commanding and assertive and some say a downright bitch.
She is beautiful and he is sickly pale with sunken eyes and a hacking cough.
She undermines him, gives him reports with scathing remarks and he only spares her a bemused glance that threatens to make her even angrier. She thinks him too soft, too naïve to know of the threat to Konoha. He thinks her an arrogant, pompous ass and tells her to her face.
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She leaves a katana, its red handle etched with the finest gold. The only gift she can think of. She awkwardly remarks that it's useful and he hides a cough and a smile. He leaves her with a kiss, and he remarks that it's not so useful but she'd find that it'll have its uses.
The katana proves useless against the blades of wind. The crows are the macabre heralds of the morning and she finds herself looking down on the blank, blood- splattered face of her beloved, frozen with rigor mortis. Her ceramic mask hides the wetness that leaks from her violet eyes but her hot tears will not warm the coldness in her heart.
It was by fleeting chance that they had met but as a new name is added to the graphite stone she wished that they had never met at all.
Authoress' Note:
This is a five minute story written for the purpose of testing out whether or not my account is working properly. But I find it has it's poignant moments. Otherwise…pffft to me. Someone do a better job than me. This pairing really is tragic and ephemeral. You know….Review and tell me whether you like it and whether I did a good job or not.