Well, I was in study hall, bored out of my mind! When..I thought of being poetic with my writing. o.o Actually..I'm not really sure how this came to be. My hands just flipped through my notebook and instead of drawing..I wrote.
This is the result fellow readers.
Warnings- Yes..this is shounen-ai. If you don't like..leave.
Disclaimer- All characters belong to Kishimoto-sama. TT-TT I could never think up such a great story like Naruto.
And we begin!
Your Hands (So sure)
Slender fingers entangle themselves in soft hair. Mouths moving across eachother, breathing becoming one. Eyes closed, but they can see everything. Skin heating up.
After what seemed like forever, but truly an equivalent of three to five minutes, it ends. Besides the small panting there's a silence. It's alright because it's needed. Words don't need to be spoken just yet, so they keep them behind closed lips.
The both of them stare. Eyes dart to notice the trees around, grass and the beautiful blue sky. 'Just like your eyes' one thinks, but he pushes the thought away as their gazes lock, and now they can only look at eachother. Don't move. You'll ruin it.
How did this happen? When did it start? Why did it end?
Both boys are so sure yet so unsure and it feels like everything revolves around them for an instant. But it passes as each boy realizes that their own world revolves around the other.
Yes. My world revolves around you.
Soft pink lips move. They almost look abused from the previous kissing. No words leave those lips. A failed attempt.
The one with slightly black hair that turns blue in the sunlight approaches. But not so much. Only that breath can be felt on exposed skin, which isn't a lot.
Fingers reach up, touching tanned flesh. Stroking. Calmly. Gently. So sure that the other is afraid, he wants him to feel alright.
It's alright. It's alright.
A name is softly spoken, almost making it sound heavenly, and lips connect again. A response is shortly delayed, but recieved. Hands go back to where they were. On shoulders, to necks. Back of heads and in mops of hair.
And they're so sure again, as skin heats up and kisses are not enough anymore. Touching becomes a new choice.
They both silently think in unison.
I want to be with you like this forever.
OWARI
Yep, that's it. I didn't realize how short it really was. Wows o.o
Oh well, I'm done and that's that. I'm-a go play with my paper shuriken that my sisters friend made me! w