A/N: A big thanks to WrathWings and Crystaline-Crimson! Thank you for reviewing and sorry for the wait! On another note, I'm trying not to rush the romance. I don't want smut, I want love…Okay a little smut never hurt anyone. Please leave a review.
Warning: This story contains yaoi (boy x boy) romance so if that's not your cup of tea, don't drink it.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything involved with it….Okay I have books…and plushies…and…well I don't own the show or the manga, okay?
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A chilly wind blew rapidly throughout the surrounding forest. It's moans and callings swept the leafs from their branches, throwing them to the rocky ground, and disappearing as quickly as it had appeared. Only silence remained in the foggy brush as the violent invisible stream headed outward into the nearby clearing.
Bark chipped off as the almost unearthly wind darted from the leafy barrier and blended with the new sunny surroundings. A field of colorful flowers, brilliant green plants, and helpful herbs sprouting from near to far. More caring scenes than the fog-filled woods that seemed to stay in an inescapable illusion.
And as this lonely wind howled into the warmth, it was as if it had vanished forever. The roaring moans had ceased and melted against the kinder sounds of the multicolored foliage. The flowers rusting, leafs still dripping from the morning dew and mild rainfall which had taken over in the preceding days, and lastly the sweetest hum that calmed the area.
Songs of love, of kindness, and caring. They were all filled with sincerity and honest words from the heart. Words that would one day be said freely instead of hidden. Yes, one day the young beauty who whispered these rhymes would speak them to the person they were intended for. It would not be soon…In the far future it would occur…Maybe even at that second were death fell upon the young heart. Only then would signs of love be shown for a person that others thought to be heartless.
He may even seem heartless or cruel when and if he ever realized his companions true feelings.
"You will not love me but I will always hold you dear."
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"Get away! Let go of me!"
"No! Just let me explain…"
"Get off!"
Buckets of freshly gathered water splashed into the dirt. Quickly being sucked in by dry under roots. Its remaining draining puddles were gently rippled as villagers feet stepped into them.
"Knock it off! We just spent the entire morning at the lake and you two knock everything over! "
One of the more trustworthy leaders of the small village stepped through the growing crowd of spectators. All watching the commotion between two of their young citizens. Nothing more than average teenagers and they were already causing damage to the once quiet society.
The elder one, the girl, was usually elegant and calm. Her helpfulness shining whenever it was needed and her smarts were praised by many.
However, after she met the younger boy she began to act restless and angry. He constantly followed her like a puppy in need of attention. His loud, obnoxious ways making many go so far as to hate him. Several times, he had broken village property and caused fights with almost everyone within the poor community. He seemed to have no respect for anyone except the older girl and even she despised him.
"Get away!" She cried as she pulled her now bruised arm from his grip.
"I just want to tell you why I woke you up last night. I wanted to tell you that I lo…"
"Leave the girl alone! She doesn't want you!"
More villagers began to chime their thoughts as their leader still shouted for the young man to leave the town. All voices crying against him, not even his most beloved person would vouch for him.
He turned to see her teary eyed face before he broke into a run. His feet splashing into the spilled water as he left the village. Every person seemingly glad…except for the young girl would could only cry.
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Whistling gusts swept along the still darkened forest floor. This smaller version called out for its larger stream. One that had already been taken in by the summery grove that awaited just beyond the foggy scenery. But before the ghostly cries could reach the light they were broken by the pacing human that trashed them.
His feet only swung faster after feeling the eerie cold that crawled up his leg. Even his pace quickened the shuffle as he busted through the thick clutter blocking the exit. A gentle warmth immediately soothing his aching muscles.
"Ah." He choked out a relaxed sigh while trying his best to forget about the morning's little glitches.
Forget her. Forget all of them! I don't need them! Poor village with nothing to offer me. What about what I want? I have to look out for me first!
His lips slid to a deepened frown, "But what I want is her."
"Eat up."
He snapped out of his daze when hearing a quiet whisper in the distance. The voice sounding muffled but perhaps not to far. Maybe the other side of the hill?
Running was kept up as his mind told him to find the source of the whisper. It might be a villager he knew! Maybe talking behind his back to someone! He wouldn't stand for that, he would call them out right there. He could take anyone.
How dare they? I leave for a few minutes and they start talking like I'm dead!
He reached the top of the short hill, his yelling beginning.
"Listen you! I'm not going to let you talk about me while…."
Silence befell him as his accusing finger was instantly dropped. His mouth hanging open from shock when seeing who the mysterious whisperer was.
A young, radiant, beautiful girl. She wore a baby pink kimono, her warm eyes blinking elegantly at him, and her shining dark hair draping upon her shoulders. Hints of ivory skin skipped along her oddly bandaged arms and across her face.
"Wow." A silent comment elapsed as he found his cheeks turning red.
Light giggles were given as she held her hand up to hide them. An unfamiliar voice coming from below her shy laughter. A voice that already showed signs of caring and kindness. Something that the tormented boy had never heard from anyone before.
"I'm sorry. I thought you were someone else. I'll just go…Um." He stuttered as he trailed on.
"It's alright." She assured while placing her hand on the grass beside her.
"I'll go." Only a half step back was made before the beauty began patting the spot beside her.
"You can join me if you like."
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Laughter filled the small valley of flowers. Cackling and howling about times and memories. The boy sharing his most embarrassing stories as he remained the only one to be driven to tears about them
His girl companion giggled softly as she had done when they had met only an hour ago. She continued to stay in a quiet shell about her favorite memories or stories. Every time he asked to hear one she would wave it off and claimed his were much more interesting than her own. Still she had many other reasons to let him go on as she kept quiet.
One being that she had few fond memories of family or friends. Her entire childhood was crystal clear but the events within them gave her awful nightmares. Her only true good memory was when she was found and given a new hope for life. Others were only of a certain person but speaking of him was not her privilege as of now.
Another reason was this boy. It was obvious he enjoyed talking about himself and sharing locked up thoughts. Occasionally he would even ramble about his thoughts on the whole matter, whatever it may have been at the time. He had this constant essence of loneliness that appeared larger with every story he spoke of.
He's never talked to anyone like this before.
"But yeah Irai is great. She makes every day seem like it's worth living, you know?"
"She seems like a nice person, you must really love her."
He sighed, "Yeah I do but she doesn't think anything of me. Today she pretty much shoved me away for good. I don't know. I want to make her love me but I always screw up."
"Sometimes the one you love, will never love you back."
He shifted to look at the young girl that continued to pick herbs and occasionally feed a small creature that would crawl to her. Even animals could see her as he did.
"I love someone too. I care for him more than myself. I am his but he will never be mine."
She smiled happily at the confused boy beside her. His head cocked as he shot questioning glances.
"I will always love him and even though he will never love me, I'm happy. I can stay by him no matter what and serve him."
"So…Irai may not love me…But what I really want is to be by her side. If I can be with her…I can feel loved?"
Small blades of grass cut the air as the young man's feet began to race from his companion. Tears dripped from his cheeks as a smile was glued across his seemingly warmer face.
The young "lady" he had sat with also stood. His basket filled with healing herbs for his throbbing muscles. He cringed as he began a gentle walk back home.
"Zabuza-san may need me when he gets back."
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A/N: I wanted Haku-kun to kind of address how he felt about his special love with Zabuza-san. I think if Zabuza-san said I don't love you, Haku-kun could live with it as long as he was with him, right? Hope you enjoyed! Please review.