Okay, so I know this is a good bit shorter than the other one shots I've written, but it just sorta stopped here, and it feels right to me, where it ends I mean, lol. So here it is, hope you all enjoy :]

I don't own Naruto, though I wish so much I did :]

this is rated T (theres really no important reason, it just is)

time for a short story :D

dance on the edge

The pink haired girl ran with her thin arms thrown wide, running in front of the raven haired young man behind her. She giggled as she ran closer to the concrete creating a bridge. When her feet hit the concrete, she pounced up onto the edge of the protective ledge that protected cars and vehicles from falling off of the bridge. She looked over the drop of concrete, down into the water below. The full moon glowed on the water's surface, reflecting it's radiant light back up into her eyes.

Her green eyes twinkled as she stood up slowly and carefully from her initial crouched position. Then, deeming it safe, she twirled on the edge of the concrete bridge, smiling as she threw her arms out once more, twirling faster and faster. The boy's black eyes couldn't keep up with her as she moved in circles closer and closer to the edge.

"Sakura," his voice said weakly, looking up at her. "Please come down."

Her face turned towards his for a second, "Its the most wonderful and beautiful feeling," she said as a grin adorned her face, "Haven't you ever dance on the edge?" she asked and laughed at him when alarm seemed to seep through his eyes. "Silly boy, come up here and dance with me, we won't fall I promise," she said sweetly. "Just take my hand."

He looked at her skeptically for a moment, before heaving himself up onto the tall, hard concrete. His black eyes were wide and the moon made his skin glow iridescent. The young woman's smile increased.

"See there you are," she raised her hand to him, and he took it in his shaking palm gently. "Was that so hard silly?" she took his other arm too, and then started to twirl both of them around in, what seemed to the boy, were never ending circles.

Her laugh sprinkled over his skin at his clumsy steps. "You have to lift your feet," she hummed slightly, her own skin was lit up by the moon's pale silver light, "If you don't we will almost definitely fall." he tried to lift his heavy feet higher, so they wouldn't make him trip up.

"We're going to fall and die," he said quietly, continuing to twirl with the girl. 'But if I fall with you, then I know I'll be fine.'

Her laughter rang once again into the night around them, "Well when you talk like that we just might," she circled around and her feet flew out over the edge of the bridge. The boy inhaled quickly, maneuvering the girl's weight so that they both fell the opposite way. Landing on the concrete of the actual bridge, the wind was knocked out of both of them. "I told you," she said, looking down into his face, her jade eyes still seemed to dance crazily.

The boy didn't say anything but stared up at the girl, their hands were still linked and a far part of his mind wondered if he was supposed to let her soft small hands go now. Smiling once more, the girl leaned in closer to him, her sweet scent filled the boy's nose, making him feel quite odd. His mind felt itself hazing over as their lips gained contact.

She tasted as sweet as her aroma. Her lips were soft and he was gentle with her, as gentle as he could be, she seemed so delicate, like if he kissed her too hard she would just shatter and cut him. He felt her heart fluttering in her chest as she leaned against him and into the sweet soft kiss they were sharing. His own heart jumped and pounded in his chest cavity. His red sticky blood flowing through his veins, rushing through his ears and traveling even the whole way into his toes.

He smiled into the kiss as the girl laced her arms around his neck, tangling her fingers into his soft inky black hair. His hands found her slim waist and he pulled her closer, basking in the radiant feeling her lips gave him.

It felt like he were flying and falling all at the same time. The most exhilarating feeling entered into every one of his nerves. He felt like he was on fire, but... like he was drowning too, as if the girl's lips were the only thing keeping him alive. So many feelings were in that kiss, too many to sort through at one time. The only feeling he could compare it to was his own mind's image of what heaven would feel like. She felt like happiness on his lips, letting her joy and giddiness leak through his mouth and into his own being, the feeling swelling in his chest, and bursting back at her with more force than he ever thought his heart possible of exerting.

The young woman leaned back away from him then, gently removing her swollen, red lips from his. He smiled up at her, he felt so happy, maybe something someone else would call complete, like they could die happy. His black obsidian eyes watched the pink haired girl as she smiled shyly back at him, shy as if she had just realized what had just transpired.

He thought his heart was going to explode as the girl leaning on his chest smiled. She was so beautiful to him, and his mind decided that's what he wanted to do for as long as he could. Make her smile that radiant, to die for smile.

"I told you it was a wonderful feeling," the girl hummed, gently settling her head back onto the boy's chest. Her short pink hair was long enough to fall on the boy's shoulder as her head rested on him.

"What?" he asked, somewhat confused. He laced his long fingers in the girl's soft hair, twisting the strands around his fingers.

She moved her head a little, so she could look into his onyx eyes from her spot on his chest. She smiled. "Dancing on the edge silly." Her jade orbs were twinkling and gleaming with happiness. She felt a calmness in her chest, a content feeling that told her she wanted to lay on this young man for a long time, she wanted to share a lot of things with him. Thoughts, ideas, actions, she wondered silently to herself, maybe she wanted to share everything with him.

"That wasn't an edge," his deep voice was so sweet to her ears, she closed her eyes for a few seconds as she listened to him. "You're the silly one," he said softly, still touching her rose hair. "It was a kiss."

Her smile widened, and she opened her eyes to look up at him, they became delicate with remembering the kiss they had just shared. "It was most definitely an edge." she said tenderly, letting one of her hands trace small shapes on his chest beside her head.

"We didn't even dance," he pointed out, "you said dancing on the edge is a beautiful feeling, we didn't dance," he said, his hand moved from her hair to her back, running his hand up and down her spine slowly.

She hummed again when his fingers ran over her back. Her eyes still closed. "Yes we did," she giggled then, almost musically to the male's ears. She gently nestles her head into his chest, breathing in his sweet masculine scent deeply, she murmured the words quietly as she spoke them. "Our lips did."

I got this idea from Pierce the Veil's song 'The Balcony Scene' its a fantastic song, and it inspired me to write this :] thank you all for reading, and I promise, I'm working on a few other stories too, and one shots, I hope to update again soon :)

review please, and tell me what you think

peace everyone

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