Title: Porcelain
Author: Your Existence
Fandom: Naruto
Date: 8/4/08 (April 4, 2008)
Chapter: Prologue
Him
I had not known anyone like him existed… at first.
His hair and eyes was as dark as night. His face free of childhood scars and stress. His skin smooth, soft, porcelain white. His shoulders broad and strong. His arms were strong also, but wrapped around me were gentle like a mother's touch. He wasn't buff, but slender. Everything about him was slender. His fingers especially. I loved his fingers the most. I loved how they curled up in anger and relaxed when sleeping. How they acted out what he was saying when he was talking and pointed lazily at things. How they ran through and tugged at my hair in intimacy as I pressed all the right spots. How they splayed across my back as he released.
He was always dressed in the finest clothes. He was very formal and had formal clothes to go with his formality. Pressed white, clean shirts. Black with white pin-stripes slacks and black shoes in which you could see your reflection perfectly. This he wore when he was going out casually. He had suits of every color. And socks to go with them. But he never wore them. Not once. He always wore a black suit with a metallic blue necktie when he had to go somewhere important. By the look of his face most of the time, though, I could tell he wanted to wear something more casual. More casual than his usual casual clothes.
He was perfect in all his ways. The way he walked. The way he talked. The way he slept. The way he awoke. The way he glared. The way he laughed.
He was truly perfect.