Disclaimer: I own nothing from Naruto, but I own my OC
Natsuro, Satinee (last, first)
One shot that became a short story.
Atashi wa anata no yuurei
(I am your ghost)
Or should be
Summer was drawing to an end, and the first signs of autumn were showing in golden flashes in the trees. Children were playing ninja in the compound, always underfoot. This Uchiha compound felt safe enough; amidst the wars and destruction. And the children were little affected or concerned with the affairs of adults.
Back then Madara had a strange appeal to children, many of them looked up to him, aspired to be like him, and many of the young girls held a small crush for him. Even then I knew that deep down; he had sworn to protect these children as he saw them as his own, and that someday he would want his own family. He had a natural paternal instinct.
I however did not like children, they were fine for a few hours, but I did not want any of my own. Not then I didn't. I was guilty of cutting many a child's life short.
We sat and watched from a hill above the compound, his arm was wrapped loosely around my waist, and my head was resting in the crook of his neck. He smelled like vanilla and of burning. I could tell then that he was smiling, I always could, and I even knew the sound of a smile in his voice.
His fingers traced patterns on my stomach, he knew I wasn't ticklish, but it always sent slight shivers through me. And I could feel the vibrations in his throat as he spoke,
"Spring, when the sakura blossoms are in full bloom…" his voice was gravelly, dangerous. It made me melt. I was always able to sense his undertones.
I would know both his smell and voice any where.
"Nani?"
"When I want to marry you. Next spring." Then he kissed my hair; soft and loving. I could hear the smile then.
I never really replied to talk of marriage, it wasn't important. I didn't need to sign a piece of paper to confirm my love for him. And a part of me did not want me to become an official weakness to him. Nor him an official weakness to me. Once married we could become targets for kidnappings and ransoms, as petty as it sounds.
I do remember grinning though; it did mean that he wanted to be with me forever. He told me he loved me. My heart skipped a beat when ever he did.
I have ideas for spin-offs, and such, but I don't think I will post them unless you want me to…
Or I could re-do this piece and fill it out, with more detail of past events, and not post the spin-offs?
And possibly a sequel… since the ole bugger Madara's alive…
Opinions/reviews are welcomed!
Thank you to my reviewer, Anna :D
I've written the whole story, and it's about 11 chapters at the moment. But I'll try and put some more fluff in where i can!
