Sasuke ran through the trees, following the instructions his sensei had given him and wondering what he was going to find there. The letter he had received at the beginning of the day had said that something close to his heart would be waiting for him there, but he doubted the closest thing to his heart would be there. She was too busy training with her new powers. He didn't stop to take in his surroundings, instead just following the clues which had been left hidden all around the village for him to find all with two large letters written on the front so that he didn't pick up the wrong envelope: S.U.
He ground to a halt as he came up against what looked like a wall of greenery, the splatterings of golden light which filtered down from the canopy making various leaves shimmer a sort of greeny gold. He drew a kunai knife and automatically started slashing at the foliage, which fell to his feet elegantly like torn pieces of leafy fabric, not taking the time to recognise the familiar surroundings. He bent over a little as he scurried along the low-ceilinged passage, getting a distinct feeling of deja-vu but pushing it to the back of his mind as he saw a small ray of light slinking its way through whatever was in the way of the exit and shining down onto the dark earth at his feet.
He brushed the curtain of leaves out of his way slowly, he couldn't shake the idea that maybe this place was more than just deja-vu, he blinked as he stood up straight in the bright sunlight. When his eyes had adjusted to the bright sunlight he looked around and saw the place where him and Mika had first kissed all those years ago, nervous and uncertain of what they wanted but too stubborn to pass the moment by. He looked around in silence, taking in the familiar surroundings and feeling a miserable smile crawl onto his lips. The golden grass which was still about knee height as it waved elegantly around in the breeze, the butterflies taking flight as they noticed the intruder, the babbling stream which ran through a small pond with the weeping willow hanging it's vines lazily over the water and casting shimmering ripples and reflections across the glassy surface, and the tyre swing, gently swaying over the edge of the water and…
As he took in the tyre swing which was still hanging lazily above the water, he noticed something else hanging lazily from the tyre, dragging gracefully through the glistening surface. A naked foot was moving in a neat eight figure across the top of the water, leaving it's mark on the calm surface, but the foot itself was attached to a small leg which was sitting silently in the tyre. The owner of the leg had placed their head on their arms which were crossed on the top of the dark piece of rubber as though they were sleeping with one foot in the water and their long plum coloured hair trailing down across their face elegantly.
Sasuke wondered how Kakashi had managed to get the person closest to his heart here, how he had dragged her away from her training and… how he knew about this place… The young boy gazed at the girl who seemed to be asleep on the tyre, swinging back and forth unenthusiastically over the water, her long hair falling down over her arms and along her back, the colourful butterflies fluttering around her giving the illusion that she herself was sparkling in the beautiful surroundings which, in Sasuke's mind, couldn't compete with her own modest exquisiteness.
He could feel the tears welling up behind his eyes as he watched her, gazing at her shape simply sitting there in the tyre, completely oblivious that he was there. He swallowed them back, trying to hide the nostalgia which had gripped him firmly by the throat and was now not letting him swallow properly. As he started walking towards her the butterflies took flight again en-masse, making the sunlight bounce off of their colourful wings and shimmer across the girl, making her look up and see him walking slowly towards her.
There was a gentle gust of wind which made the girls long plum coloured hair flow gracefully over her face as a cute blush swept over her cheeks, followed by a tentative smile. Sasuke couldn't believe his eyes, and yet there she was sitting on the tyre watching him walking slowly towards her, smiling sweetly. She got up out of the tyre and pushed her fringe out of her eyes, holding it out of the way as the breeze continued to brush over them almost tenderly. He didn't know what to say, he didn't know what to do, so he just continued to walk slowly towards her, a small uncertain smile playing on his lips.
They were now about a foot away from each other, both blushing and smiling uncertainly as they gazed into each others dark eyes; steely blue into deep hazel. He wanted to touch her, he wanted to feel the silky feeling of her fingers against the palm of his hand, he wanted to smell her sweet scent, he wanted to kiss her, but something was holding him back.
'How did you-' he started, uncertain of which question to ask first. 'Aren't you training? Don't you have to work on the electricity thing?' he asked finally, breaking the intimate silence which had previously reigned around them.
'You are more important to me than power.' she answered after a moment, the blush on her cheeks intensifying as she did so. He mirrored the burning red colour on his own cheeks and scratched the back of his neck with his right hand awkwardly.
'But couldn't you destroy-' he started but she cut across, a bored look on her face.
'Aren't you pleased to see me?' she asked looking a bit hurt, her deep hazel eyes boring into his. There was a pause while he tried to find a decent answer; of course he was happy to see her, he was thrilled, but her new powers were very strong and unpredictable. 'You know, sometimes it's best not to ask questions.' she added turning around and starting back towards the tyre which was now spinning slowly on itself.
Before she got too far he grabbed her hand and pulled her back to him, quickly wrapping his arms around her upper back and pressing her lips against his, the colour in his cheeks suddenly burning painfully. He felt her jerk a little as her knees buckled but he rearranged his arms discreetly so that he could support her small body, he felt her hands making their way hesitantly up his chest and behind his neck. He felt her fingers tentatively pass through his dark hair, making the tiny hairs on the back of his neck stand on end beneath her hands, a delicious tingle rushing up his backbone. They broke apart for a moment and looked into each others face, taking in every single detail of their adored features: Mika's deep hazel eyes unlike anyone else's, Sasuke's thin lips slightly parted as he panted a little, a strand of Mika's plum coloured hair falling across her face, Sasuke's soft dark eyes which were darting across the girls face before both pairs of eyes met in an intimate moment. They leaned in again as their lips parted slightly before touching delicately in a hesitant kiss before they both pushed a little harder, pressing their mouths up against each others again. Sasuke's lips opened slightly to let his warm tongue out and pass over Mika's lips which parted as her tongue met his uncertainly, they moved together in an exquisite twisting motion, winding and unwinding around each other.
Sasuke smiled as he heard Mika let out a small moan of pleasure, feeling her push herself forwards a little harder and inviting him to reciprocate which he did. They kissed passionately in the dappled sunlight shining down through the canopy, the sound of the gently flowing stream the only sound they could hear other than their fast breathing. Suddenly his foot slipped on a conveniently placed stone and he fell down on his back in the long golden grass, feeling the slight slope as he watched Mika lower herself to her knees, beaming down at him as he blushed uncomfortably trying to sit up again but she gently pushed him down again into a lying position. She stroked a strand of his dark hair out of his eyes and leant over him, delicately placing her affectionate lips on his again, her eyes closed as pieces of her long hair fell onto his chest. She had her left hand beside his right shoulder and her right hand was holding her up beneath her and beside Sasuke's left ear, her knees were gently pressing against his left thigh as she lay down gently, placing her chest on his carefully.
Suddenly he felt her lifting herself up and putting her left leg over his pelvis so that she was sitting just below his navel, giving him a strange feeling and making his muscles clench awkwardly below her. She was still kissing him, but she had taken hold of his shirt now and was slowly lifting it up towards his head, revealing his bare chest. He sat up quickly, pulling his shirt back down and looking at her in shocked surprise; she released his shirt and sat back, still pressing on his groin making him feel very self-conscious, but her expression was nervous.
'Mika, what are you doing?' he asked incredulously, a disbelieving frown on his handsome forehead. He watched as her lips moved quickly as though she was trying to say something but nothing was coming out. 'Mika, we're thirteen.' he continued, putting his hands on her upper arms as her mouth stopped moving and a look of utter horror took over her sweet face.
'But-' she whimpered looking down at the grass by her right knee, she shuffled uncomfortably and Sasuke felt that familiar feeling he had first encountered that night after Mika had first performed the Tikaake dance… and she could feel it too. She looked back at him with a naughty expression, her left eyebrow raised at him provocatively. 'I know you want this too.' she told him, her voice suddenly thick and sultry as she tried to convince him.
'Mika-' he started but she grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him towards her so that their noses were almost touching.
'Listen Sasuke,' she said in a soft growl of frustration. 'I don't know if you've noticed or not, but this isn't going anywhere and I don't like it.' she told him, frowning slightly as his eyes widened a little, his incredulous frown still creasing his forehead. 'Here we have an opportunity to move forwards a bit, and you're just going to throw it away?'
'We're thirteen, Mika!' he repeated forcefully, pulling her hands off of his shirt. 'I know you thought you were fifteen, but you're not. And I don't think this is a good idea.' The girl stood up, throwing his hands off of her thighs where they had been resting after having pulled hers off his shirt collar. She glared down at him furiously, her hands balled into fists and her chest heaving in frustration as Sasuke got to his feet, his expression firm.
'You're so…' she started furiously but she stopped, still glaring at him. 'You're so… you're too… I-' she paused. Sasuke noticed her expression softening slightly as she tried to express herself, he could have sworn he could see tears slowly brimming in her deep hazel eyes. He hated himself for making her cry, but he would stand by his convictions because he knew this one at least was right. 'Most guys would have just-' she tried to say, but by this time the tears were constricting her throat. 'You're too honourable.' she shouted finally, the tears rolling freely down her flushed cheeks. They stood for a moment just looking at each other; Mika's flushed cheeks and wet eyes, Sasuke's set expression and pitying eyes; before she turned on her heel and ran back out of their tiny clearing through the passage Sasuke had come through earlier, leaving him alone.
He let the muscles in his face relax as he gazed down at the grassy ground, hating himself for what he had just done and yet feeling strangely proud of himself. He was too honourable. He went over what she had said in his mind, "most guys would have just-" so he wasn't like most guys. He wondered where they stood now. Whether Mika would forgive him. She had to, it wasn't right: they were too young. Maybe they weren't? Maybe he should have just done what she had wanted just to make her happy. Did he do the right thing? Should he apologize and just bite his tongue?
'Great now I'm questioning myself.' he said viciously, frowning again as he started towards the passage Mika had just disappeared out of, wondering vaguely whether he should have followed her.