Chapter 5- Water's Edge
Tayuya laid in bed that night staring up at the ceiling deep in thought. She then got up in front of her easel and painted.
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Tayuya brought in her painting the next day she presented it to Kakashi.
"What does this mean to you?" He asked.
"Well. . The things that mean most to me are always changing. In the center is what matters to me right now." She pointed to a realistic heart in the center. Many colors swirled around the rest of the painting which were things that used to matter.
"Nice job, Tayuya." He nodded and took the canvas, "I'll display this one."She smiled and sat down, Sasuke went up next and presented his of Tayuya from the day before. Kakashi smiled at Tayuya and then told Sasuke he did a beautiful job.
"Thank you.""The lighting and texture is simply magnificent. She looks so angelic and sweet." Kakashi went on and then took the painting.
Sasuke returned to his seat with Tayuya blushing.
"Here that, you're angelic." He teased.
"Only because you painted me so."
He lifted her chin and looked in her eyes, "No. . . that is what I see when I look at you."
"Are you a hopeless romantic or what?" She asked.
He dropped his hand and shrugged, "Maybe. But I know beauty and potential when I see it. I guess I come off too loving huh?"
Honestly she thought he did, but honestly she loved it. She had never felt that type of attention. "You're perfect." She answered.
"Perfection is opinion.""In my opinion, you are perfect." she laid her hand on his.
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"Great class! Now assignment 2, I want you to think about the next topic. This is a rare occasion where I let you choose. It's due in a month from today, so I'm expecting something great. Good luck."
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"We going out again today?" Tayuya asked.
"It's up to you. You want to?" He smiled.
She was looking forward to it, "Yes."
"Great where are we going?" He laughed softly.
She grinned, "Oh, so we're taking my Jeep today?"
"Yep."
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"Where are we going?" Sasuke clung to his seat as Tayuya drove quite fast.
"You'll see." She giggled.
She slowed down for his sake and glanced at him relaxing. Soon they arrived at the beach.
"The beach?" He asked.
"Well, yeah." She raised an eye brow.
He chuckled, "Don't give me that look. You just don't seem like the type to like the beach.""And this time it's my turn to paint you." She got out of her Jeep and removed an easel and canvas. He carried her chair and paint.
"Does every artist keep these things in their car?" He mused.
"Well yeah! Just like photographers keep cameras and tripods in case they see something good. I guess in a way they're artists too huh? And musicians are artists they carry guitars in their cars."
They walked out onto the beach.
"How do you want me miss?" He winked. She walked up to him and removed his shirt while she blushed. He looked at her with a sexy smile. She laid him down in the sand and stepped back.
"Hmm. ." Something was missing. "Oh! Can you get wet in the ocean first, please?
He grinned, "If you come with me."
She scowled, "How can I paint when I'm wet? Tell ya what, when I'm finished, I will." She promised.
"Alright." He ran into the ocean in his shorts like a little boy, getting wet in the ocean the first time. He returned and laid down as she instructed. He looked so gorgeous as she painted him, water dripped off his hair and face down his body.
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She finished and carefully let it dry in her Jeep as she removed her hoodie. In a tank top and rolled up jeans she joined Sasuke. He laughed softly.
"No bikini?" He playfully asked.
"No way!" She replied, slightly offended.
He took her hand, "Calm down. I was joking." He walked with her to the water's edge and he ever so slowly took her by the chin and lifted her face to his. Her heart pounded in her chest but was soothed by the way he looked into her eyes. He then kissed her lips gently, not asking for anything more than her love.