How can you stand being so constantly lazy?
Is it possible for you to be content with only watching clouds?
I ask you this,
and you reply with silence,
Smoldering eyes never betraying your gaze on the sky.
My inner self goes into a rant while the outer me stays calm,
And so I ask again.
You turn away from your beloved clouds,
Your features riddled with annoyance.
You ask me what I want,
And I can barely keep myself from strangling you.
"What do you think I want you lazy Neanderthal!" I shout.
You tsk and mutter how troublesome I am as you turn away,
For the first time ever I wonder what I was I was hoping to achieve by confronting you.
With an exasperated sigh I turn on my heels,
Silently reprimanding myself for being so naive,
For thinking that Konoha's number one Lazy ninja would remember.
As I walk away I hear laughter,
And I stop in my tracks,
I can't help but wonder then if you really are as smart as people claim you are,
Surely you wouldn't step into the lions den with such intention?
But as I turn I'm proven wrong,
You are laughing.
Holding your head with the palm of your hand, whilst shaking with mirth,
Biting your lip to stem the flow of chuckles already spilling through.
Maybe you are fond of pain,
Seeming as you don't seem to mind that you're going to be in a world of one as soon as I get a hold of you.
I stride towards you again, anger in my steps,
And still you laugh.
I kneel in front of you,
And even so you continue.
My face levels with yours,
And yet your laughter doesn't falter.
"What are you laughing at, you uncompassionate idiot?"
You say nothing, resuming your hilarity without missing a beat.
I can't help but give up,
And just sit in front of you,
my eyes closed.
I can see the red hue of the sky through my eye lids,
Faint and yet blinding, stinging,
But maybe those are just the tears threatening to release.
When I can almost no longer stand it,
I decide that in a second I'm going to go,
That I've let you humiliate me enough.
I feel callused fingers sweep languidly across my face,
Then tenderly thumb my chin.
I feel a presence close in on me,
Envelope me in a warm embrace,
Soft lips press against my forehead.
My eyes snap open in surprise.
And narrow when I see your smirk.
"Did you honestly think I forgot?" was your question.
I stare at you in sheer puzzlement.
"Then why?" I ask.
You motion for me to look behind,
And when I do I'm at loss for what to say.
The Sakura grove we're in is covered by a sheet of light,
The pink and white petals lightly falling from their branches.
I feel your arms tighten around me.
"Do you remember that sunset…?
When I first asked you to be mine…"
It's too much,
It's too surreal for you to be like this.
You grasp my shoulders and turn me to face you.
Wipe the tears from my eyes,
Kiss my nose.
"The day I kissed you for the first time…"
I smile,
Perhaps clouds aren't all you care for.
"I would never forget."
You smile that lazy smile that I've grown to love.
"I love you."
"And I you, Sakura."