Papier
A blank page. Always looks beautiful. Always looks pure.
A stained page. Still looks beautiful. Has lost it's purity. Bits and pieces can be salvaged but the innocence is lost. Maybe forever.
Only something powerful enough can return it. Only something powerful enough can remove the stain.
Time perhaps? And perhaps not.
She had been chasing after him since they were seven.
He had always ignored her.
Always.
"Sasuke-kun?"
Silence.
"Ne... why don't you answer?"
"You're annoying."
"Oh."
More silence.
A blank page.
Pure innocence.
Then he'd left. Left for power. Left to kill and murder.
He'd shown her pain.
Shown her despair.
And he hadn't even made an effort to do it.
She had confessed. He had broken her heart.
He had stained a blank page, innocence had been lost.
After that, her life mostly compromised of one particular orange-clad ninja. Naruto was her constant companion, forever her team mate and her place to cry.
He was the one who slowly got her back on track.
He was the one who constantly brought her out for ramen.
Who made her smile again, laugh again.
Who brightened her life, opened all the windows.
He took it all.
He shared her pain.
Sheilded her from the terror.
But he hadn't returned her innocence.
That wasn't for him to do.
He could only heal.
Later he returned.
Bloody, battered, bruised. And broken.
His presence didn't seem to excite her, or give her ecstasy.
It only demanded more control and more resilence.
His blamk page had been stained long ago. And again and again.
She knew that.
And it was because of that, that she let him be.
Two wrongs don't make a right.
But two stains bring back some innocence.
Through her quiet ways she let him see.
Through her calm friendship, he let her in.
He let her seep through the cracks of the wall he had built around his heart.
Through his quiet acceptance , he let her know more.
Through his short one-word conversations, she began to learn.
She began to see that he had loved her.
She began to realize that he had protected her.
She began to reignite his love and warm his heart.
He began to love again.
He began to care.
And simply because of the fact that each loved the other.
He brought back her innocence.
The page was blank now, and overfilling with purity and innocence.
End