I LOVE YOU

by kathlaida-princess

Summary: A collection GaaNaru drabbles, very short ones for that matter... A work always in progress, some of them part of my Daily Drabble Challenge. GaaNaru fluff

Disclaimer: The characters are not mine. They belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Author's Notes: I have so many of these to write it isn't funny... Ah well... Plus, for an extended version of the previous drabble, go read Shine Free :) This one was written for my sister, and her sore throat and feet.

It's funny how some rituals start because of a single amazing (and very random) happening...

I remember the time I came to visit you and had to walk all the way from Leaf to Sand on my feet, all through the forest, plains and desert, and then my route was crossed with a sandstorm's and I got lost. It took me even longer to get there because of that, and when I finally arrived at your door, my feet were a mass of blisters, bruises and other unpleasant (and painful) wounds, most of them already climbing up my poor legs...

Well, I couldn't greet you the way I would have liked to in the state I was (though I missed you so much and did all that effort so that I could greet you 'properly'), and you were worried with me, so instead you offered to heal me.

I asked about the medics and you mumbled some sort of excuse: up to this day I have no idea if you were telling the truth, and it doesn't matter.

The best thing I remember was you saying you could do a medic's job at that better than them, and I believed, I was curious of what you had for me. You led me to a private chamber and fetched a large bowl, filling it to the brim with warm water and... salt. You made me sit on a chair and you took off my sandals yourself, placing both my feet carefully inside the water with delicate hands as I hissed, hurt from the salt upon my wounds. But your thin fingers soothed my ripped skin as they spread the water further and you were speaking so softly, reasuring me it would all be better, touching me so kindly, that something must have changed in us to make the next events happen...

(damn, I missed you so much...)

Sooner than later, your hands were already too far up and your mouth was quick to replace them over the trail of salt you loved so much, and I did nothing but encourage you further (as if I wanted anything else)...

Sooner than later, that stopped being an innocent wound-healing ritual and became something way above the appropriate behavior inside the place we were in, but we had no shame as the walls watched us move together, and for a moment the pain was completely gone...

... and I managed to greet you how I wanted it in the beginning...

Now, every time I have to walk the same path to visit you, I do my best to walk the most I can (if I get lost, all the better!), so that I can get to you in the same state (or worse) I was then and we can repeat this lovely ritual all over again... (and if you add more salt, the better!)

Crazy, perhaps, I don't know... But I don't mind hurting a little just to be with you as intensely as this...

Stupid humor ftw.

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