Chouji's p.o.v
Wow, she is beautiful. I've never seen anyone like her before. She could be a model.
Tears fall down from her emerald green eyes. She looks up at me. Her face is red, and she's wearing a frown.
"Are you okay?", I ask politely.
"Do I look okay?", she snaps back rudely.
Jeez I was just asking. No need to be a bitch about it.
"Well, my name is Chouji", I say sounding a bit nervous.
There is a very awkward silence. She glares at me looking somewhat pissed off.
Wow. This is a bad time to introduce myself.
"Is there anything I can do for you?", I ask while trying not to go off on her for being so rude.
"If you could send me home right now, that would be real nice", she says while playing while looking up at the sky.
She lays down on her back, and closes her eyes for a little bit.
"Home, the place where I belong. Where I'm accepted for who I am and what I look like. Nobody ever judges me at home. I don't have to pretend that I'm somebody I'm not. At home I can be Sakura Haruno. The over weight only child who spends most of her day cooped up in her room reading. The girl with long light brown hair, and not so perfect eye brows. I don't need friends…I just need family, because family will always be there for you when your friends stab you in the back.", she says softly.
"Yeah, it's okay to be homesick", I say calmly.
"Yeah I know it's okay to be home sick, but it's so hard to get over what it was like back at home", she says.
"Did you know that the first time I came here…I missed home so much that I cried myself to sleep on the first night?", I ask.
"No, I can't picture you as the type who cries", she says.
"Well, even guys like me get sad. They get lonely, they miss the one's they care about the most, but they only express how they really feel when they are alone, or when they are with people who understand them. Some girls are like that too", I say softly.
"That reminds me of a certain someone", she says.
"Who?", I ask.
For a moment she doesn't speak. I listen to the birds chirping and the bees buzzing.
"Nobody important", she says happily.
I lay down next to her. We both look up at the sky.
"Do you ever feel like your parents are disappointed in you because of the fact that your over weight?", I ask.
"Pfft, yes. I get that feeling almost everyday, and I hate it. It doesn't matter though because no matter how many mistakes I make they always forgive me. That's what love is all about. You can mess up, but in the end if someone really loves you, then they would forgive you and continue to love how imperfect you are. You're imperfections are what make you perfect to the one's you love.", she says.
Wow. She's deep.
"I never thought of it like that", I say in a voice that is close to a whisper.
"Yeah, it's something that I've learned in life", she says.
I close my eyes and begin to sing softly to myself.
If I lay here. If I just lay here. Would you lie with me and…
"Just forget the world', she says softly.
I turn my head towards her, and she turns her head towards mine.
"Sakura Haruno, why are we opening up to each other when we've just met each other?", I ask quietly.
"You said it yourself", she says.
"I did?", I ask slightly confused.
We both get up at the same time. She looks me in the eyes. She's stopped crying and the tears have dried from her face. Her light pink hair blows in the breeze and for a moment it seems as if the world has been put at a pause.
"People like us express our true feelings when we are with people who understand them", she says with a small smile on her face.
"Oh yeah…right", I reply with a smile.
"You cared about me even when you didn't know me. When I was rude to you, you still wanted to help me", she says sounding kind of happy.
"Nice guys like you don't come around often", she says with a smile on her face.
"I'm glad I got to meet a nice guy like you", she says with an oversized grin.
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