Love and Death
Disclaimer: I do not own any Naruto characters, but I'll always wish I did...
A/N: Copy-Nin-Kakashi, to answer your question, They're all twenty years of age, with the exception of people like TenTen, Lee, and Neji, because they're one year older (twenty-one). Anyway, I'm going to stop worrying about them being out of character, because as Copy-Nin-Kakashi said, (in one of her author's notes in a fic she wrote) because they're older, we can't really know how they're going to act. Aside from that, I would just like to say that I have never really added "Romance" into one of my "romance" stories yet, so...I don't really know how to write it. So if my romance is totally horrible, could you please give me suggestions so I can fix it? Thanks a lot!
**Miharu's dream as a fanfiction author** (Reaction of my readers...
Readers: Miharu-sama, story wa sugoi desu! To*, Kakkoi bishoujen desu! Miharu: Arigatou, arigatou gozaimasu! Dozo! Readers: Miharu-sama, Miharu-sama, Miharu-sama (chanting) Miharu: Ahhh! Minna-san, daisuki desu! Kimi wa hounto ne sugoi desu!
**End Miharu's Dream**
* "To" means and in Japanese...
Now that you know my dream, how will you react? **Thinks** hmmm.... Chapter 6 All Alone with You: Part One
'I can't believe this...we've actually...' Miharu looked into Sasuke's eyes. She couldn't read any of his emotions at all. 'How can he not be affected by this?' she wondered. 'For the first time ever...we've split up!'
As Sasuke stared back into Miharu's gray eyes, all of a sudden a strong wave of emotion washed over him. He had no idea why, but for a brief moment, he was happy, ecstatic almost, that his team had split up. But as he searched deeper into the look she gave him, he could see that the feeling wasn't mutual. Depressed, now, he shook the feeling away. It seemed she wasn't as happy to be with him as he was to be with her...
"Sasuke..." she started, then cut off and looked away. What was she supposed to say to him? Ultimately, it was her fault why they had split up. Even she had to admit that now. She could have held her temper...she didn't have to scream at Kisa...yet. Then this whole mess wouldn't have happened. They would still all be together...the three of them...plus her.
"Gomen ne..." she almost whispered as she dropped to the ground. "Gomen ne!" Hiding her face in her hands, she began to sob. She realized that she might be making a scene out of this, but for her, this was big. She had never wanted them to split up...not after how that had been a huge, emotionally damaging, part of her past. She had never wanted to witness another break up in her life. But now...now she was forced to relive her biggest fear...
What if Neji got hurt? Kisa couldn't fight enemies of their calibur. What if he got attacked? He would be responsible for saving her and himself. It wasn't easy to look after someone who was being chased on your own. Miharu knew that from experience. She was always so happy when the three of them were together...she had always felt that the three of them were family. But now...
Sasuke looked down at his companion, worry etched on every line of his face, in his eyes, in the way his brow furrowed. Why was she crying? Was he really that horrible of a person? Didn't she want to be with him? When she had said that they should split up, he had wondered for a moment if he would have to look after their assignment, while Miharu had gone with Neji. He thought to himself, 'I won't allow it!'
When it had turned out that Miharu would be with him after all, happiness welled up inside of him like nothing he had ever felt before. They would be together for three whole days! But now, looking at her cry like that, he wondered if she should have gone with Neji after all.
Dropping down to his knees, he hesitated. What should he do? He didn't want to be too forward, and yet, he didn't want to seem like a heartless bastard. Slowly, hesitantly, his arms wrapped around her torso and pulled her closer. When she didn't flinch...didn't recoil...he lay his head on top of hers and sighed. Dropping his head to her shoulders, he whispered into her ear, "Don't cry. Please don't cry."
Lifting her head up slightly, she looked behind her only to see him holding on to her as if the world was going to end. His eyes were closed. There was a look of pure peace and happiness on his face. Did he....could he...was it possible that he could feel the same way about her as she did about him? 'Impossible...' she thought to herself. She wasn't worthy...she had been the cause of the whole fight. How could he hold onto her like that after she had done such a horrible thing?
Slowly she crept out of his arms. Opening his eyes and lifting his head, he looked at her. She hated what she saw in his eyes. It was if she had ripped out his heart...the greatest pain possible. He looked at her desperately, as if he was willing to beg to get her back. "Sasuke...kun." She whispered, looking straight into his black eyes.
Hearing her finally say it, he was filled with joy. Sasuke. Kun. She had finally called him the name he had waited to hear from the perfect person. She was that person. In that moment he knew they were made for each other. He loved her...he loved her with an unbearable love. He would die for her.
Miharu smiled wearily as she saw his dark eyes light up at the sound of that name, his name, escaping from her lips. The lips which smiled shyly when he looked at her with the deepest longing. They were meant for each other, she knew, and she would always know.
She forgot. Forgot that she feared rejection. Forgot that she had been the cause of the fight. Forgot there was anyone else in this world. Forgot everything. For in that moment, even without him saying it, she knew that he loved her. Processing that knowledge, she began to cry once again. The perfect man. He loved her. It was the happiest moment of her life.
She threw herself at him. Flung her arms around his strong shoulders. Began to cry helplessly. Yet it was not tears of pain, anger, or sorrow. It was the tears of utmost joy which she shed. Pressing herself against him, sobs racked her throat. She loved him too.
You are magic Your love is the medicine for my pain No matter what My life is yours
Love me, Never forget me Your words, your soul, your heart Is mine
My words, my soul, my heart Is yours Forever and ever My love
"Don't cry." He said once again. "Please don't cry." Slowly he began to caress her shoulders. He kissed the top of her head. "I love you..."
Miharu lifted her head from his shoulders and looked into his eyes. "You...you really love me..." she stated, unsure of what she had heard, more than asked. From the look in his eyes, she could tell he wasn't lying. His heart belonged to her. And hers belonged to him. "You have my love...my soul...my heart...Sasuke-kun..." she smiled softly.
"And you have mine."
"I really do love you...I always have...I always will." Still hugging him, she said into his ear.
"I know." He said to her. Looking up into the sky, he wondered what he had ever done to have the attention, the love, the affection, of this girl. Never had he done something so rewarding. Something that felt so good.
Miharu was going insane. These feelings filled her up. Made her feel as if she was going to burst. Never had she felt something so good...so right. He loved her, with all his soul. He would do anything for her. He would die with her. She had never had love that felt so good. It was meant to be, it really was. They were one, body, soul, mind. And they always would be.
**Flashback**
"Sasuke! Wait up!" Miharu called as she ran to catch up with the Chuunin. They had passed the exam months ago. As higher level ninja, they were to go on higher missions of course. This being so, a new team had been assigned. A special team, taking only the best, and putting them together.
This was Team 00 (is that already a team?), consisting of Neji, Miharu, and Sasuke. They were to go on special missions. When the Jounin were busy, the missions that the Chuunin couldn't handle. These were their missions. And this was their first one. They were to retrieve a stolen scroll from the Village of the Hidden Mist.
"What do you want?" Sasuke asked gruffly. He stopped unwillingly, waiting for her to answer.
She slowed her pace, and stopped when she reached at his side. Looking sideways at him, she smiled. "It's going to be really fun working together, isn't it? I've never really seen you in battle, though. Are you really as good as everyone says you are? Oh, I have a great idea! We can fight sometime! Are you up for it?"
Looking at him happily, she felt a tingle run up and down her spine. She was not the type that spent her days fantasizing over guys. She was one of the few that realized that guys could wait. Instead, she spent her time getting stronger. She had a goal. She was to be the strongest female shinobi ever known.
Sasuke stared at her, his eyes filled with spite and hate. "Shut up. You're too noisy. Don't bother me if it's not important." With that, he had walked away from her, and he didn't even look back. She just stood there, dumbfounded, hurt, unbelieving. It was then that she realized why every girl dreamt of him at night.
For the first time ever, she had cried over a guy.
**End Flashback**
Miharu had always remembered that time. They were twelve then. Exactly eight years ago it had occurred. She would never...could never...forget it. It was the first time she had ever met him, and the first time she had ever liked anyone. Many people had told her she was a beautiful girl...she could have anyone at her will. Yet Miharu kept training. She never cared what anyone thought. She was independent...a free soul. She belonged to nobody, and it was to stay that way.
Yet, after eight years of traveling with him and Neji, the tingling feeling had never gone away. She had shoved it to the very back of her mind, ignored it completely, since the day they had first met. She would never let him know. Because he had caused her fear of rejection.
She had always believed she would live alone. Becoming the strongest female shinobi became her goal. She existed to protect others who could not protect themselves. She had been denied of both protection and love as a child. That was why now, as an adult, she basked in the attention she recieved. This was the reason she had felt jealous of Kisa's presence. She would deny her once more. This she couldn't stand. She had to get rid of her. It was selfish, she knew. Yet still...
But now, Sasuke kissed her forehead carefully and stared into her eyes. He ran his hand along her cheek softly and slowly, treating her as though she was delicate glass. He said that he loved her and no one else.
Now she looked on him, sleeping soundly on the lush grass off to the side of the dirt road they had been travelling along that same morning. His eyes were shut. His face was calm. He was, in every aspect, in every essence, beautiful. How she yearned for his love. But she had received it. She had received the one thing in her life that she had wanted more than anything else. Love.
She lay down beside him, her head cradled in his arms. She smelt the sweetness of him. She ran her hand along his arm softly, watched him smile in his sleep, to make sure she wasn't dreaming. But it couldn't be a dream. She had never dreamt something so good before.
He was dreaming of her. He mumbled her name in his sleep. She, too, would dream of him. Of his love, of his affection, of his hugs and kisses.
She loved every part of him. He loved every part of her. They would be together forever.
**Daisuki desu...zutto...**
Love is sweet and should be cherished. Placing a kiss atop his forehead, on his cheek, she swooned with joy. He was hers. He didn't hate her at all.
She went to sleep dreaming of him. Dreaming sweet dreams of him.
He went to sleep dreaming of her. Dreaming sweet dreams of her.
How does love grow?
A/N: Ok, short and sweet. It was so hard for me to drag this chapter out. There was nothing too interesting in it. I didn't really want to put stuff like a whole bunch of passionate make out scenes or anything, because honestly, I think that's sick. If that's what you guys wanted, really, I'm sorry. But I can't do it. This chapter is shorter than the others, and I'm sorry, but are romance scenes really hard to write! This took me the longest to write! Oh well. Please keep on reviewing! I thank you for all the reviews you've given me! They actually encourage me to write more! Thanks, and I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Ja ne~!
A/N: Copy-Nin-Kakashi, to answer your question, They're all twenty years of age, with the exception of people like TenTen, Lee, and Neji, because they're one year older (twenty-one). Anyway, I'm going to stop worrying about them being out of character, because as Copy-Nin-Kakashi said, (in one of her author's notes in a fic she wrote) because they're older, we can't really know how they're going to act. Aside from that, I would just like to say that I have never really added "Romance" into one of my "romance" stories yet, so...I don't really know how to write it. So if my romance is totally horrible, could you please give me suggestions so I can fix it? Thanks a lot!
**Miharu's dream as a fanfiction author** (Reaction of my readers...
Readers: Miharu-sama, story wa sugoi desu! To*, Kakkoi bishoujen desu! Miharu: Arigatou, arigatou gozaimasu! Dozo! Readers: Miharu-sama, Miharu-sama, Miharu-sama (chanting) Miharu: Ahhh! Minna-san, daisuki desu! Kimi wa hounto ne sugoi desu!
**End Miharu's Dream**
* "To" means and in Japanese...
Now that you know my dream, how will you react? **Thinks** hmmm.... Chapter 6 All Alone with You: Part One
'I can't believe this...we've actually...' Miharu looked into Sasuke's eyes. She couldn't read any of his emotions at all. 'How can he not be affected by this?' she wondered. 'For the first time ever...we've split up!'
As Sasuke stared back into Miharu's gray eyes, all of a sudden a strong wave of emotion washed over him. He had no idea why, but for a brief moment, he was happy, ecstatic almost, that his team had split up. But as he searched deeper into the look she gave him, he could see that the feeling wasn't mutual. Depressed, now, he shook the feeling away. It seemed she wasn't as happy to be with him as he was to be with her...
"Sasuke..." she started, then cut off and looked away. What was she supposed to say to him? Ultimately, it was her fault why they had split up. Even she had to admit that now. She could have held her temper...she didn't have to scream at Kisa...yet. Then this whole mess wouldn't have happened. They would still all be together...the three of them...plus her.
"Gomen ne..." she almost whispered as she dropped to the ground. "Gomen ne!" Hiding her face in her hands, she began to sob. She realized that she might be making a scene out of this, but for her, this was big. She had never wanted them to split up...not after how that had been a huge, emotionally damaging, part of her past. She had never wanted to witness another break up in her life. But now...now she was forced to relive her biggest fear...
What if Neji got hurt? Kisa couldn't fight enemies of their calibur. What if he got attacked? He would be responsible for saving her and himself. It wasn't easy to look after someone who was being chased on your own. Miharu knew that from experience. She was always so happy when the three of them were together...she had always felt that the three of them were family. But now...
Sasuke looked down at his companion, worry etched on every line of his face, in his eyes, in the way his brow furrowed. Why was she crying? Was he really that horrible of a person? Didn't she want to be with him? When she had said that they should split up, he had wondered for a moment if he would have to look after their assignment, while Miharu had gone with Neji. He thought to himself, 'I won't allow it!'
When it had turned out that Miharu would be with him after all, happiness welled up inside of him like nothing he had ever felt before. They would be together for three whole days! But now, looking at her cry like that, he wondered if she should have gone with Neji after all.
Dropping down to his knees, he hesitated. What should he do? He didn't want to be too forward, and yet, he didn't want to seem like a heartless bastard. Slowly, hesitantly, his arms wrapped around her torso and pulled her closer. When she didn't flinch...didn't recoil...he lay his head on top of hers and sighed. Dropping his head to her shoulders, he whispered into her ear, "Don't cry. Please don't cry."
Lifting her head up slightly, she looked behind her only to see him holding on to her as if the world was going to end. His eyes were closed. There was a look of pure peace and happiness on his face. Did he....could he...was it possible that he could feel the same way about her as she did about him? 'Impossible...' she thought to herself. She wasn't worthy...she had been the cause of the whole fight. How could he hold onto her like that after she had done such a horrible thing?
Slowly she crept out of his arms. Opening his eyes and lifting his head, he looked at her. She hated what she saw in his eyes. It was if she had ripped out his heart...the greatest pain possible. He looked at her desperately, as if he was willing to beg to get her back. "Sasuke...kun." She whispered, looking straight into his black eyes.
Hearing her finally say it, he was filled with joy. Sasuke. Kun. She had finally called him the name he had waited to hear from the perfect person. She was that person. In that moment he knew they were made for each other. He loved her...he loved her with an unbearable love. He would die for her.
Miharu smiled wearily as she saw his dark eyes light up at the sound of that name, his name, escaping from her lips. The lips which smiled shyly when he looked at her with the deepest longing. They were meant for each other, she knew, and she would always know.
She forgot. Forgot that she feared rejection. Forgot that she had been the cause of the fight. Forgot there was anyone else in this world. Forgot everything. For in that moment, even without him saying it, she knew that he loved her. Processing that knowledge, she began to cry once again. The perfect man. He loved her. It was the happiest moment of her life.
She threw herself at him. Flung her arms around his strong shoulders. Began to cry helplessly. Yet it was not tears of pain, anger, or sorrow. It was the tears of utmost joy which she shed. Pressing herself against him, sobs racked her throat. She loved him too.
You are magic Your love is the medicine for my pain No matter what My life is yours
Love me, Never forget me Your words, your soul, your heart Is mine
My words, my soul, my heart Is yours Forever and ever My love
"Don't cry." He said once again. "Please don't cry." Slowly he began to caress her shoulders. He kissed the top of her head. "I love you..."
Miharu lifted her head from his shoulders and looked into his eyes. "You...you really love me..." she stated, unsure of what she had heard, more than asked. From the look in his eyes, she could tell he wasn't lying. His heart belonged to her. And hers belonged to him. "You have my love...my soul...my heart...Sasuke-kun..." she smiled softly.
"And you have mine."
"I really do love you...I always have...I always will." Still hugging him, she said into his ear.
"I know." He said to her. Looking up into the sky, he wondered what he had ever done to have the attention, the love, the affection, of this girl. Never had he done something so rewarding. Something that felt so good.
Miharu was going insane. These feelings filled her up. Made her feel as if she was going to burst. Never had she felt something so good...so right. He loved her, with all his soul. He would do anything for her. He would die with her. She had never had love that felt so good. It was meant to be, it really was. They were one, body, soul, mind. And they always would be.
**Flashback**
"Sasuke! Wait up!" Miharu called as she ran to catch up with the Chuunin. They had passed the exam months ago. As higher level ninja, they were to go on higher missions of course. This being so, a new team had been assigned. A special team, taking only the best, and putting them together.
This was Team 00 (is that already a team?), consisting of Neji, Miharu, and Sasuke. They were to go on special missions. When the Jounin were busy, the missions that the Chuunin couldn't handle. These were their missions. And this was their first one. They were to retrieve a stolen scroll from the Village of the Hidden Mist.
"What do you want?" Sasuke asked gruffly. He stopped unwillingly, waiting for her to answer.
She slowed her pace, and stopped when she reached at his side. Looking sideways at him, she smiled. "It's going to be really fun working together, isn't it? I've never really seen you in battle, though. Are you really as good as everyone says you are? Oh, I have a great idea! We can fight sometime! Are you up for it?"
Looking at him happily, she felt a tingle run up and down her spine. She was not the type that spent her days fantasizing over guys. She was one of the few that realized that guys could wait. Instead, she spent her time getting stronger. She had a goal. She was to be the strongest female shinobi ever known.
Sasuke stared at her, his eyes filled with spite and hate. "Shut up. You're too noisy. Don't bother me if it's not important." With that, he had walked away from her, and he didn't even look back. She just stood there, dumbfounded, hurt, unbelieving. It was then that she realized why every girl dreamt of him at night.
For the first time ever, she had cried over a guy.
**End Flashback**
Miharu had always remembered that time. They were twelve then. Exactly eight years ago it had occurred. She would never...could never...forget it. It was the first time she had ever met him, and the first time she had ever liked anyone. Many people had told her she was a beautiful girl...she could have anyone at her will. Yet Miharu kept training. She never cared what anyone thought. She was independent...a free soul. She belonged to nobody, and it was to stay that way.
Yet, after eight years of traveling with him and Neji, the tingling feeling had never gone away. She had shoved it to the very back of her mind, ignored it completely, since the day they had first met. She would never let him know. Because he had caused her fear of rejection.
She had always believed she would live alone. Becoming the strongest female shinobi became her goal. She existed to protect others who could not protect themselves. She had been denied of both protection and love as a child. That was why now, as an adult, she basked in the attention she recieved. This was the reason she had felt jealous of Kisa's presence. She would deny her once more. This she couldn't stand. She had to get rid of her. It was selfish, she knew. Yet still...
But now, Sasuke kissed her forehead carefully and stared into her eyes. He ran his hand along her cheek softly and slowly, treating her as though she was delicate glass. He said that he loved her and no one else.
Now she looked on him, sleeping soundly on the lush grass off to the side of the dirt road they had been travelling along that same morning. His eyes were shut. His face was calm. He was, in every aspect, in every essence, beautiful. How she yearned for his love. But she had received it. She had received the one thing in her life that she had wanted more than anything else. Love.
She lay down beside him, her head cradled in his arms. She smelt the sweetness of him. She ran her hand along his arm softly, watched him smile in his sleep, to make sure she wasn't dreaming. But it couldn't be a dream. She had never dreamt something so good before.
He was dreaming of her. He mumbled her name in his sleep. She, too, would dream of him. Of his love, of his affection, of his hugs and kisses.
She loved every part of him. He loved every part of her. They would be together forever.
**Daisuki desu...zutto...**
Love is sweet and should be cherished. Placing a kiss atop his forehead, on his cheek, she swooned with joy. He was hers. He didn't hate her at all.
She went to sleep dreaming of him. Dreaming sweet dreams of him.
He went to sleep dreaming of her. Dreaming sweet dreams of her.
How does love grow?
A/N: Ok, short and sweet. It was so hard for me to drag this chapter out. There was nothing too interesting in it. I didn't really want to put stuff like a whole bunch of passionate make out scenes or anything, because honestly, I think that's sick. If that's what you guys wanted, really, I'm sorry. But I can't do it. This chapter is shorter than the others, and I'm sorry, but are romance scenes really hard to write! This took me the longest to write! Oh well. Please keep on reviewing! I thank you for all the reviews you've given me! They actually encourage me to write more! Thanks, and I hope you enjoyed the chapter! Ja ne~!