To Love From (14 )
By: Li
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A/N: A long wait, I know, but enjoy! Also, Eyes II: White should be up tomarrow or so.
Love From Eyes I (Blue)
Summary: She loved his eyes...
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'Eyes are the window to a person's soul.'
That was what her mother's mother had said. She didn't necessarily agree with her eccentric grandmother, but she certainly knew that people's eyes expressed their inner emotions most of the time.
Her husband's eyes were bluer than the sky and held much more sorrow than the free plain full of clouds, though not as much knowledge as understanding. His eyes were warm, bright, and sometimes guarded, even to her.
His eyes were loving, captivating pools she often got lost in. Sometimes they changed from their normal jewel blue depths to firey orbs brimming with hatred, the eyes of his body's other occupant. Hinata didn't care, though, because she knew that the demon trapped inside her lover would never hurt her.
She hated when his eyes were dull and blank with loneliness, which hardly happened any more, and only when he was staring at a lone child swinging. Full of compassion, he would push the sad looking child as he himself had wished someone would in his youth, making said youngster smile.
His eyes held love when staring at many things: ramen, new ninjutsu scrolls, herself; but none more so than watching their children.
'Souls are beautiful, all in their own way.'
Naruto had a wonderful soul, Hinata thought, one full of compassion, understanding, and determination. A strong spirit, that would never give up. A spirit that realized dreams and made the impossible possible and doubts nonexistant.
She knew; her lover's soul had inspired her own to grown strong and shrug off her pessimism that was dragging her spirit down. He was her pillar; he was her everything, with a special, once-a-generation kind of drive.
He was full of life, energy, and deep, deep down, something much, much darker. Though they loved each other, Hinata knew from Naruto's blue eyes he kept one thing from his lover: the madness within.
When she looked into his eyes, his soul, his very being, she saw a depth befitting someone like him. An unwavering will and maturity he'd nurtured into what he wanted from a young age.
She was lucky enough to know him, let alone love him, and sometimes she wondered just what she'd do without him.
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A/N: What would you like next? Any suggestions?
Li