Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Constant Contradiction
The silly thing about love is that the word is usually referred to as a joyful sort of thing. When people remark on this, I tend to burst into laugher, reflecting on my own experiences.
Love, for me, has never been all that simple and has led to quite unusual behavior. Take now for example. I am currently stalking my love. Yes, stalking. Still think love is all together in the sanity department?
My, love, however, seems to be oblivious to my presence and walks on. I watch his eyes light up as he talks aimlessly with people. He seems to know everyone and everyone loves him. I'm probably not his only stalker, though I know I'm the only one who has his love.
My musings are cut short when a pair of chocolate brown eyes appears in my line of sight, staring into my single one.
"Kakashi," my lover berates me, "you can walk with me instead of stalking me like that." He puts his hands on his hips.
I smile and grab his hand, "sorry, Iruka." He blushes, looking down at our joined hands. "Old habits die hard, ne?" He nods and walks on, his hand now grasped firmly in mine.
Meh, I am constantly contradicting myself when it comes to love.