Hello all, this is my first fanfic ever! (Or at least, one that I have ever submitted online...)
And it's ok if you don't review, no big deal (though it would be greatly appreciated.)
I'm writing this simply to write it because though I've read a lot of nice fanfics of my fave couple, I wanted to give it a whirl. Besides, I'm in the mood for something uber romantic!
Anyways, on with the show!
Disclaimer: Yada, yada, I don't own Naruto nor any of it's characters (though I find myself constantly wishing it).
The Kunouchi who loved me.
The
clean scent of rain lingers in the air, falling steadily upon the
dark earth.
A slight breeze travels throughout a sleepy village, only
to find itself inside a young woman's bedroom.
Sitting upon a small cushion, she brushes her hair in front of an
antique looking glass.
Watching her slow movements, she is able to
appreciate how meticulous her strokes are.
One. Two. Three. Four.
She continues to brush her dark lavender hair.
A soft sigh escapes her as she finishes brushing, a small smile
playing on her lips.
She continues to gaze at her reflection,
absorbing every little detail.Pale pearly eyes framed with long
dark lashes.
A small yet cute nose centered a feminine face. Along
with these features, she notices a perpetual light blush on her
would-be pale cheeks.
Infernal blush! Even when he wasn't anywhere to be seen, the familiar heat of embarrassment would always seem to grace her face.
She
closed her eyes and hung her head in defeat. Why couldn't she just
let go of her nerves and talk to him?
Instead, it seems her body opted to stutter like some blabbering fool than speak actual
words.
Another
sigh, this time louder, sounds from her mouth. But she couldn't
help it, could she now?
The way he looks when he places his hands
behind his head followed by that toothy crooked grin of his is enough
to make her faint.
'Oh Naruto-kun.'