The War for a Peasant
Summary: A competition is held at the Uchiha Kingdom in order to marry the hand of Prince Sasuke. At the forefront is a fierce battle for a raven prince, while at the backdrop is a fierce battle for the heart of a blue-eyed peasant. Slash. Het.
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Author's Note: This story will be told in snippets of 300 words or less. This is me having fun.
Chapter 1 In Which a Peasant is Stalked
Hinata was a princess smitten.
On days when the palace was stifling and his father was harping, she would escape to the village nearby. With soft footsteps she would follow "Naruto" for that was what the women called him.
"Such a nice young man."
"Yes, and very handsome."
"But it's too bad that-"
"Yes, too bad."
"The poor child."
But Hinata did not pity him, for he was joyful and he embraced life with a vibrant tenacity. She envied him. In the hot, morning sun, she would see him on his small plot of land, planting. When the sun began to shade the sky with hues of orange and red, he would gather a basket of harvested crops and herbs and made his way to the poorer parts of the village.
There, Hinata watched as he shared his measly harvest to those who could not work and administered pasted herbs on those who were ailing. He listened to sad tales, held wrinkled hands, and embraced the wracking sobs of heart-broken fathers. When he was done, he would pack his things and walk on a deserted trail back to his home.
Hinata would walk behind him. From the slight heaves of his back, she knew that he was crying for he ached for the villagers and Hinata ached for him.
I will protect you.
Written: August 2, 2014
Words: 224