A/N: I've seen less Naruto than Bleach. That's how poorly I know my Naruto. Therefore this 130-word drabble will be emotion-based rather than event- and plot- based. And before any crazy speculations begin –coughJescough-, no, this is not personal. The point of fanfiction is to emulate the characters. D:
I've seen how you look at him;
Like he's the only one you would ever speak for.
I've heard how you try to talk to him;
Like you would never dare to attempt for any other person.
I've smelled how you fear these attempts, yet keep trying;
Like this nervousness is nothing compared to being there for him.
I've tasted how you can even bring me to encourage you;
Like this bile rising up isn't enough to damn me for only wanting your happiness.
I've touched you only when comforting you;
Like it's something to be proud of, because if he did you would faint.
But all these senses of mine don't mean a thing...
Because at the end, you'll be there for him, and I'll be here for you.
