This is the first completed project resembling a fanfiction that I've done in a long time. ^^; I wanted to write a NaruHina fic but was lacking inspiration, so I ended up kind of experimenting by making the fic a kind of long poem with eight syllables per line with two-line stanzas. It was really a bit of a writing experiment with a NaruHina theme in mind. Anyway, I hope that some people out there will enjoy it, and constructive criticism is appreciated. Thanks and God bless!
The boy in the orange jumpsuit
Did not expect much of today.
He had fallen out of his bed,
Starting things off rather poorly.
His night was filled with vexing dreams,
Abounding with vile ridicule.
The kitchen pantry almost bare,
A day of more training ahead…
Out the door and into the street,
Where to his surprise, one waited.
She was once one of his classmates;
A shy, tiny girl with dark hair.
After they both went through exams,
The two became more acquainted.
The boy's view of her had transformed
From odd to quite relatable.
Her own admiration of him
The girl had conceded, and yet…
The boy greeted her, though unsure
Why she should be out this morning.
Wouldn't she be training herself?
The girl approached him timidly.
"I heard you saying yesterday…
that you wanted something like this.
So, um, er…here." In her hands was
A carefully woven brown pouch,
Made of leather and carrying
Inside…? The boy reached for the pouch.
He opened it up, and then found…
Yes, exactly what he wanted!
"Heh," he smirked, "So then, you heard me
complaining about what I eat?
Next time I eat ramen at home
I'll be sure to use these spices."
At this, the girl spoke up to add
"The spices rejuvenate, too…
Make you more agile and aware.
I hope they're tasty and help you."
The boy was still surprised at her,
Her admiration's seeming depth…
He had told her last time they talked
People like her he really liked…
Such circumstances as this one
Were vindication of his stance.
The boy in the orange jumpsuit
Grinned, thanked her and ran to training.
The girl watched him run down the road,
Her dark hair embracing her smile.
That her small gift brightened his day,
Even a little…brightened hers.