Rated T for language, alcohol use, suggestive themes, and any possible sexuality.
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Theme ( 007 ) : Fire
: alcarazpaaants
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"Sakura-chan," He looks towards the jade eyes with a shadow of flames flickering in the depths of rich their tones. "Should we add a little more wood, or do'ya think it'll last for a few hours tonight?"
Her hand shifts with a thin twig, slightly poking at the small pebbles and the ragged logs of freshly chopped – smashed, as Naruto would say – wood. A few consecutive movements of indecision partake: lips pursing together as they shift to her left, and she then turns to stare back at him with a swift flick at her wrist, ridding herself of the twig.
"I think that'll do. Unless—you're cold or something. We could add a few more chunks if that's the case." She smirks at his reaction when he presses his brows together, pouting in disbelief.
"I should be asking you the same thing, Sakura-chan! Are you sure that you aren't cold?" He glanced up at the branches shuffling above them, the shadows dancing around the illuminated sections of the forest. It was awfully chilly, but he wasn't going to admit that to her.
"In that case, I think the fire is just fine as it is."
"Heh, if you say so, Sakura-chan . . ."
He looks down, closing in towards the small rocks they have placed to surround and trap the wood and fire in front of them. His arms extend out, giving his palms a free opportunity to hover above the warmth of the flames. He can feel her gaze upon him, watching him curiously before doing the same, while smiling. He silently fights back the urge to crack a dazed grin, concentrating his vision on the flames crackling weakly below his clammy hands.
"Do you think we'll make it to the Pine Country sometime in the morning?"
"Probably. I don't think it'll take too long, I mean, look at the forest. It's practically all pine trees, so we must be close." He states the obvious, looking around him before turning his attention to the tiny hands beside his own. With a sly little smirk, he somehow manages to press their palms together in front of one another, comparing the obvious widths between thin and broad.
She turns her head, now clearly looking at her teammate, waiting to see what other peculiar action he will perform. His fingers wiggle over her own before coiling between the spaces. She notes the soft texture of his skin, and the comforting warmth.
"What are you doing, you dunce." She gives him a hearty smile, receiving a trademark grin in return.
"Just exploring the small hands that can easily break my bones with a pinch."
He releases her hand, slamming his hands onto his lap. He stares at her with intense eyes of a crystalline blue due to the fire and shadows, before sifting his hand over her shoulder and pulling her with ease over his chest in an embrace.
Her eyes are wide in astonishment, this moron up to mischief as always. She feels the warmth of his body radiation onto her own as he holds onto her like a prized bear, seemingly cuddling his cheek to rest on her head. Her shoulders release their gained tension, and she simply stays there, staring into the fire.
"You could've just said you were cold."
He chuckles.
"I don't think the fire would be as effective as you are, Sakura-chan."
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Author's Note : Heh, this chapter took me a little while to finish, cos' I got stuck in the middle. Turned out just fine, and into some good ol' fluff in the end. You like ? I do. I get creative with the countries. The obviously won't always be necessarily real. That's what makes them fun though.
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