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Rock Lee will be OOC because I have never seen him before! I am stuck w/ Shonen Jump's translations, and am only on chapter 15!
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Sakura woke up to bright sunlight. She shifted uncomfortably from her back and rolled over onto her side. It was then she noticed both the feeling of comfortable sheets underneath her and the sound of light breathing. She opened her eyes and looked around.
She was in a room, decorated well in Earth tones and green. The bed she had been lying on was done all in various shades of green. Her eyes fell upon the sleeping form of Rock Lee, who was slumped in a chair. She pursed her lips angrily and got up, walking over to him.
"LEE!" she said loudly in his ear. He woke with a jerk, instinctively knocking Sakura away with his fist. She toppled to the floor, nursing a bloody lip. He blinked quickly, and realized who he had hit. His beady eyes widened, and he kneeled down next to her.
"Sakura-chan! Oh my god, I am so sorry!" he said as he cradled her head in his hands. She raised an eyebrow.
"Okaaaaay... What the hell is this all about?" she asked, relaxing in his hands (well, it felt nice). He relaxed a bit when he saw her relax a bit, and smiled his blindingly white teeth.
"Well, Sasuke doesn't treat you right, Sakura-chan," he started bravely. Sakura decided to let him talk. "He doesn't love you like I do. He doesn't appreciate you like I do," he said valiantly. He suddenly hugged her head to his chest (very awkward, really, considering that she is lying down :P). "And I don't want him to hurt you!" Sakura raised her eyebrow again.
"Um... Lee?" she asked quietly. He looked down at her.
"Can you let me go?" she asked quietly. He had been pulling her neck uncomfortably.
"Whoopsies!" he said as he let her go. Her head collided solidly with the hardwood floor. She sat up, grumbling and rubbing her head.
"Listen, Lee, I know that you mean good and all," she started. "But Sasuke-kun and I are fine. He treats me as kindly as you would," she said, smiling down at him. Surprisingly, he stood up and stood stock still right in front of her. She gulped when she noticed how tall he really was. He looked down at her seriously, and grabbed her chin lightly in his hands.
"No, he doesn't," he said softly. "I know, I've seen you two. I watch as he kisses you, as he holds you. He doesn't treat you as I would at all," he continued. Sakura felt herself wanting to fall asleep, but feared that if she closed her eyes that he would take it as an invitation to kiss her.
"I would treat you like a queen, Sakura-chan. No one would ever hurt you again." Before Sakura could move, he had lowered his lips to her, and was kissing her lightly. Both hands left her face, and one trailed lightly down her arm while the other gently stroked her hair.
She didn't want to admit it, but it felt nice.
He let his lips linger on hers for well over a minute before pulling away. Sakura stood still, giving him this moment for himself.
'After all,' she thought. 'This may be his only time with me.' She considered it a favor to him.
But she was wrong.
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Rock Lee will be OOC because I have never seen him before! I am stuck w/ Shonen Jump's translations, and am only on chapter 15!
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Sakura woke up to bright sunlight. She shifted uncomfortably from her back and rolled over onto her side. It was then she noticed both the feeling of comfortable sheets underneath her and the sound of light breathing. She opened her eyes and looked around.
She was in a room, decorated well in Earth tones and green. The bed she had been lying on was done all in various shades of green. Her eyes fell upon the sleeping form of Rock Lee, who was slumped in a chair. She pursed her lips angrily and got up, walking over to him.
"LEE!" she said loudly in his ear. He woke with a jerk, instinctively knocking Sakura away with his fist. She toppled to the floor, nursing a bloody lip. He blinked quickly, and realized who he had hit. His beady eyes widened, and he kneeled down next to her.
"Sakura-chan! Oh my god, I am so sorry!" he said as he cradled her head in his hands. She raised an eyebrow.
"Okaaaaay... What the hell is this all about?" she asked, relaxing in his hands (well, it felt nice). He relaxed a bit when he saw her relax a bit, and smiled his blindingly white teeth.
"Well, Sasuke doesn't treat you right, Sakura-chan," he started bravely. Sakura decided to let him talk. "He doesn't love you like I do. He doesn't appreciate you like I do," he said valiantly. He suddenly hugged her head to his chest (very awkward, really, considering that she is lying down :P). "And I don't want him to hurt you!" Sakura raised her eyebrow again.
"Um... Lee?" she asked quietly. He looked down at her.
"Can you let me go?" she asked quietly. He had been pulling her neck uncomfortably.
"Whoopsies!" he said as he let her go. Her head collided solidly with the hardwood floor. She sat up, grumbling and rubbing her head.
"Listen, Lee, I know that you mean good and all," she started. "But Sasuke-kun and I are fine. He treats me as kindly as you would," she said, smiling down at him. Surprisingly, he stood up and stood stock still right in front of her. She gulped when she noticed how tall he really was. He looked down at her seriously, and grabbed her chin lightly in his hands.
"No, he doesn't," he said softly. "I know, I've seen you two. I watch as he kisses you, as he holds you. He doesn't treat you as I would at all," he continued. Sakura felt herself wanting to fall asleep, but feared that if she closed her eyes that he would take it as an invitation to kiss her.
"I would treat you like a queen, Sakura-chan. No one would ever hurt you again." Before Sakura could move, he had lowered his lips to her, and was kissing her lightly. Both hands left her face, and one trailed lightly down her arm while the other gently stroked her hair.
She didn't want to admit it, but it felt nice.
He let his lips linger on hers for well over a minute before pulling away. Sakura stood still, giving him this moment for himself.
'After all,' she thought. 'This may be his only time with me.' She considered it a favor to him.
But she was wrong.
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