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Summary: AU. His mouth moves against her own, saying something to her...And with that, he's gone.' Hope you read it. It could have been better. Naruto. Hinata
Okay, this really was a long time ago.
Gone With the Thunder
Chapter 1
She sat in her room. Fingers tapping against the window pane. Her repeated tapping fell in tune with the rain. Then she slowed, but the rain just pounded harder.
Like my heart when I see you.
She slowly got out of her bed. Her night blue shorts and shirt blending in with the darkness. The only way you could see her was by the sparkles on her clothes and her pale eyes and porcelain like skin.
Not like you notice me at all though.
Her feet patted on the ground as she made her way across the room. She glided to the glass doors that led to her balcony and swung them wide open. Rain and wind slapped her face as she was met with the outside world.
How I feel when you walk right past me.
She took a few steps back and grabbed her midnight blue jacket off the chair. She slipped it on and headed out into the night. She gently closed the doors behind her making sure they were unlocked.
Unlike my heart which still remains closed.
She turned around and just leaned against the doors.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out.
She walked forward and looked below the balcony. Hopped up onto the ledge and swung her feet over. She grabbed onto the roses that made a ladder down the ground. She evasively missed the thorns that could prick her.
My heart is like a rose. Protecting itself from dangers that could shatter it. In this case…you.
Her feet now patted against the bare pavement as the rain pounded against her slim form. She twirled once…twice…three times before coming to a complete stop. She closed her eyes and tilted her head up. The rain caressed her face and hair. Not missing one spot.
If only you could do this.
She slowly brought her head dow and opened her eyes. She could feel the rain slide down her legs and face. She walked forward and felt the rain tap her everywhere. Caressing her. Teasing her. Touching her.
I want you to do this. I want you to touch me. You to lightly caress me. You to tease me like this. You…
In that second, lightning flashed. She paused, waiting for what comes next. Her lips slowly curved up as she knew…
Three…Two…One…
The sound reverberated in the silent streets. Echoing in her mind. She walked forward slowly, letting the strong, yet gentle wind tousle her darkened by the rain, midnight blue hair.
If you'll be my wind.
Her below the shoulder length hair whipped her face and neck a few times before the gust died down a bit. Her pale eyes opened, for they had closed, and took in her surroundings. Trees…swings…benches…a park. She was at a park, not even knowing how she got there, the rain pounded even harder.
I'll be your rain.
She twirled around and made it to the swing. She sat down and pushed herself so she flew into the night. Her scenery passed before her pale lavender/silver eyes and the rain pelted her face and back. She looked up, and through the patches of clouds, she could see the dim light of the moon.
I'll be your moon.
The moon seemed to glow with great radiance. Even behind the black clouds, you could still see the silver of the moon. Like the silver lining in each bad moment. It was there to guide. To guide her.
If you'll be my sun.
The lightning came again. Flashing in the night sky. Giving her a good look around the park. She could see every last detail. To the tops of trees and the blades of grass. She saw it all. And in that instant, she saw a shock yellow. A stunning shock of yellow.
I see it every night in my dreams.
Then the booming sound of thunder comes. Echoing in the woods and reverberating off every little tree and rock. And his voice. She swears it came with that sonic boom. Calling out to her.
Your sweet, rough, angelic voice piecing my ears.
She digs her feet into the ground and effectively stops the swing. Slowly, oh so painfully slowly, she gets up from her position. Walking into the middle of a clearing in the park, she waits. She stands, and waits.
Like I do for you, I'll wait forever.
The lightning flashes and he appears. His rough exterior and chiseled face. That wild golden hair that puts even the sun to shame. His cerulean eyes that light up the darkest of places. The three unnatural whisker marks placed upon his oh so smooth cheeks. That fox-grin ever present on his face. Drawing her closer and closer till there isn't any room between them.
God, you're so perfect.
The thunder booms once again and you whisper in her ear. 'Hey'. It's a breathy moan, enticing her. The sound of his voice hitting her lick bricks. So smooth and rough in her view. Melting her entire being with just that one word. His rain and forest smell suffocating her.
You had me the moment you opened your oh so delicious mouth.
She shakily raises her hand and slowly places it on his chest. Swooning at the feeling. Her other hand comes up and is in parallel form with the other. They slowly move up to his shoulders and back down to your chest. As if testing his reactions. She takes a slight step closer -if possible- and touches his face.
As smooth as I imagined.
His hands snake around her waist and pull her even closer. She buries her head in his chest and breaths in and out. Her hands wind around his tan neck and she could see, even with her head in his chest, his eyes gleaming.
Every time you're happy.
Her hands move up and entangle themselves in that disheveled hair of his. Loving the feeling of it being so soft. Her hands tighten and she feels the need for more. Her head pulls back and she pulls his down very slowly. Their lips millimeters apart. So very close. She can feel his breath ghosting her lips and cheeks. And she feels so right.
Like this is my home, where I belong.
Lightning flashes once again. And he is no more. But the thunder came at an exceptionally accurate time. Right at the same time as the lighting. And in that moment she could feel his lips moving, saying something to her. She could feel it against her own lips.
Hinata-chan.
And with that, he's gone. Just like that, the thunder took his voice away with one last word. It's sound tearing his sweet voice away from her. It's loudness obscuring the night.
Reminds me of you. Be my thunder.
And the lighting erasing you from existence. Showing itself for a second, then disappearing entirely. While the thunder makes a grand entrance and making itself be known.
Reminds me of myself and you. I'll be your lightning.
Then reality hits her harder than bricks. She freezes in place. He's gone. Out of her grasp once again. She feels a lone tear travel down her left cheek, down her chin, and plop to the ground. Mixing in with the rain. The sweet, sweet rain. A smile adorns her face and her eyes twinkle just like his. Oh, this is far from over.
Next time I see you…I will have you…
"Ne, Naruto-kun?"
Well, yeah. It was a long time ago that I wrote this. Give me a break.
Eva