Dreamer
Naruto & Sakura
A/N: I am slowly starting to like these two together…
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He had fallen asleep. She hadn't expected that to be the case, when in normal cases, when she came to visit he'd be jumping up and down in the hospital bed asking how she was or if she knew when he'd be allowed to leave. That's just the way Naruto was, always on the go, always hyper and energetic. This time, however, she came upon a different Naruto, curled up on the bed, one arm crooked under the pillow, his face so content.
Sakura neared and sat in the chair at his bedside, careful so as not to make a sound that could wake him. His hair was a mess, tangled and fluffed from tossing in the sheets, and his breathing was heavy, but his face was most appealing. Quiet and calm, his lips pulled into a lazy smile. Sakura chuckled to herself at the sight, so like a child and yet, also much older than she liked to think. She followed the line of his jaw and the curve of his neck, noticing little things that had changed since she last saw him. His chin had widened a little, his body longer, leaner, with much more strength in his arms and chest. Yet, despite the maturity in his body, his face was still the same, glowing and full of life and hope. Gently, she lifted her hand and placed it carefully on his forehead, stroking the baby soft hair that grew there. His lashes twitched at her touch but he made no move to wake. Only a sigh escaped his lips and he relaxed into her touch. Warmth coursed through her from her fingertips and she smiled. How she wished to join him in that comforting sleep.
Without another thought, she lowered her head onto the pillow beside him, feeling the heat of his body so close to hers. She did not wish to move from that place, wanting to hold onto the one thing left to her after all this time. With her free hand she wrapped it around his, pulling it close to her heart. The spell of sleep came over her, wrapping around like a soft blanket, comforting her, lulling her to dream. Before slipping into that quiet place of dark, she caught a glimpse of two bright eyes, bright as the sky at midday, watching her own green orbs close and drift into dream.
