M o o n . . .
He
was like the sun.
Bright,
demanding.
The
very presence of him caught your gaze.
His
searing brilliance burning through every trap and wall you set up.
Penetrating the darkness you were encased in so tightly.
Immediately
taking your attention away from whatever the task was at hand.
Stealing your breath.
And
as hard as you try, you just couldn't
tear your eyes away from him.
But
at the same time, you had to.
Because
his white-hot energy was not meant to be gazed at longingly by eyes
such as yours.
And
you know that.
But for awhile, you close your eyes. Fall back and bask in his heavenly glow. Pretending that just for a moment that you are him.
That
you are the sun.
Strong,
radiant.
And
as much as you want to gaze at him, you couldn't.
Because
the sun would hurt your eyes. Scorch your pale skin and marr your
perfect vision.
But even so, you squint and tilt. Just for a glimpse, just for a glance. Just for the feeling of being near a warmth that you have never felt in so long. But you would never admit it. And it's not long before you begin to avoid it. But as far as you run, you knew deep down inside, that you would never be able to escape.
Never
be able to win.
Because
you were the moon.
And
he was the sun.
The tempo increases as you continue the deadly dance. The sound of metal kunais clashing together echoes through the forest. The raw desire to rip the other to shreds surged between them. Eyes locked as arms barely touched. You both jump back, as if almost fearing contact of one another.
Scars
that he left like a disease leaving you
blind.
Afraid of these feelings that surface inside. And you
close your eyes, trying to regain focus on the task.
The
battle continues.
But a war rages inside you.
You come at him with an intent to kill. But there's something deeper, a desire to know. A desire to be. Without him. But without him, you are nothing.
And you know
that.
Chests heaving up and down as you both gasp for breath. But
as tired as you both are, neither of you wants to stop; not now, not
ever.
The
swish of clothes as you both do something that has been done for
ages.
He
comes close, and you retreat. But running wasn't an option...because
you know you could never escape him. Escape the sun.
But everything comes to a sudden halt.
And you don't need to run any longer.
Falling
back, you look into deep cerulean depths.
And you wonder why they
were so close.
The hard ground awaited you patiently, but you would never come. His arms surround you, his heat destroys the ice that lingers on the surface. And as much as you tried to keep away, it reaches you. He caught you.
His
heat singes you a bit, as you try to run away; but that doesn't
matter. Because in the end, he's already got
you.
Because
in the end, he's already made his point.
Tingles run up and down your arm. Gathering immensely on the place he touched. And you know, you know. His light reached you. He won.
But,
you could never accept defeat.
You
squeeze your eyes shut, trying to block out the feelings that stirred
in you.
But
you can't. And you know that.
Wasted efforts as you try to keep from shivering. As you try to keep from giving up to him. But keyword here: Try.
Doesn't mean you succeeded, but you gave it a shot. He stares at you with his soul, not his eyes...but with his soul. He slices through you with just a glance and bares to you everything you wanted to see. And in this moment...you know. You don't know how, but you do.
He places a hand on your own and it's warm, but that can be expected. He looks down at you, but not with disgust. He just looks at you. Eyes soon crinkling at the corners as he smiles.
Smiles
another one of those smiles.
And
you see what everyone else sees.
Tremors run through your body as you keep from trembling. And it is then, you realize...just how much you need him.
Turning
your head to the side as you walk away, glaring at the trees. You
hear his scoff as he too, walks away. Your heart clenches at that,
but you refuse to acknowledge him.
Not now, not ever.
Because Uchiha Sasuke doesn't fall, Uchiha Sasuke doesn't need
to be saved. An almost non-existant smile caresses your lips as you
stare up at the sky. The moon faintly outlined in the blue sky that
the sun still dominated. You don't realize because it's
something you already knew. You don't know how...but you did. You
know.
Just like you know...no matter far as you are, as much as you try to keep away. You can't. And you know that. You stray to the dark, but he finds you. He finds you. Because no matter how far you run, he will always catch you because he is the sun and you are his moon.
s u n a n d m o o n . . .