Pluses and Minuses
12:01. It was that day again. She tried not to let it get to her. She even tried to forget this day all together. Unfortunately she's a girl and everybody knows that no matter how terrible it is a girl never forgets an anniversary. Had it really been two years sincehe hadleft? It seemed so much longer then that. Like an eternity had past in the short span of time that these past 728 days provided. She sighed and rolled over, trying her best to return back to sleep and ignore the neon red numbers of her alarm clock. Try as she might to block it the blood red glare still managed to penetrate her closed eye lids.
Irritation welled up inside her and she let out a strangled cry as she whirled herself around to grab the offending object and fling it noisily into a wall. The crash jolted her back to the present. She froze. It was a rather loud bang and it would be a miracle if it hadn't awakened her parents. She prayed for a miracle. After all, the last thing she needed was for her dad to see her in such a terrible state. And over a boy no less.
No sound came from her parents' room and for that she breathed a sigh of relief before she flopped back onto the bed. She needed a new outlet. A less noisy outlet preferably. Her eyes roamed listlessly around the room searching dully for something that would pacify her muddled mind.
They froze. Resting on her desk was the cherry blossom stationary that her team had given her for her first birthday with them. It was pure white with a branch of sakuras on the left corner and falling from it like snow were about fifty small pale petals that flitted aimlessly across the snow white paper. Next to it sat a pen. That pen to be exact. At first glance it seemed to be just an ordinary black inked pen but she knew better. That was the pen that he had handed her that day.
She sighed again. Him. Sasuke. The reason why she was dreading this day so badly. Today was the second anniversary of the day he had left Konoha, left team seven…left her. She huffed angrily and turned away from the seemingly normal gift. Why was she still bothered by it? It wasn't like he had cared any. So why on earth should she?
Suddenly her eyes lit up and she only just caught herself before she shouted in victory. That was it! That was how she could get to sleep! That was how she could forget tomorrow! That was how she could forget…him.
Softly placing her bare feet on the floor she patted quietly over to her desk and grasped that pen. Shakily she placed the now exposed ink on the perfect slip of paper…and she began to write.
Pluses to forgetting…him:
I won't feel this pain any more
I can get stronger without being distracted
I can…
Hm. She couldn't think of anything else…Oh well. Next.
Minuses to forgetting…him:
I'll never feel whole again
I'll never find someone who needs me like he did
I won't have any reason to want to become stronger
I won't have…him anymore
Ok, this plan has seemed to have back fired. She was supposed to convince herself that he wasn't worth her time. That she should move on. That waiting for him wasn't worth it…But it was. Wasn't it?
She tore off the page and began again.
Fifteen minutes later she went to bed with a soft smile on her face, and on the desk sat her paper. It read:
Pluses to loving him:
He makes me feel like a whole person
He is my inspiration
He is lost in the dark and my love can save him
He needs to be loved for who he is, and I can do that
He needs to have someone who will never leave him, and I can do that
He needs someone to protect and I need to be protected
He is…he needs me, and I…I need him too
Minuses to loving him:
Kaliea: The end. Yay for me!
