Author's Notes: This is in-universe again.
Disclaimer: The author does not own Naruto, Masashi Kishimoto does.
Rose
By Lil Lilypad
She was like a rose, beautiful, elegant. She, like the flower, had a barrier around her, keeping her from getting hurt. The barrier would protect her; he would send an icy glare to any man that would as much as glance at her, whether on a mission or on the streets of Konoha. If any of the men were bold enough to near her, he would stand close behind her, keeping her in sight. If the person did anything unruly to her, he would be near, so that he could Jyuuken their guts out.
If any of them wanted to get to her, they would have to get through him first. If he couldn't protect her, then he would leave the offending person with severe wounds. They wouldn't get through him without any of those. He was her protector when she couldn't protect herself.
Sometimes, he had to let a few people get past him. If not, the rose would wilt. She enjoyed his company, but she needed the presence of other flowers. She would flourish, and the others would too. All the while, he would stay near. He was her calm after two wild green weeds drove her into the depths of insanity.
When it was required, he would be her defense. When it need be, he would let other plants befriend her. Through everything, he would stick to her.
She was the rose, and he was the thorns.
