"Hey Shikamaru, are you sure it's okay to be doing this?" I asked nervously, as the lazy shinobe tossed a roll of toilet paper across a person's yard. "It's the last day of us being high schoolers, Naruto. This is the time when we can make stupid mistakes. Don't be drag." He then continued to throw roll over tree branches and even left some strands on the roof. "Yeah, but I don't want to get in trouble." I mumbled, tossing my own roll between my shaking hands.
Shikamaru rolled his eyes and finished his prank by throwing the cardboard carcass in the already vandalized tree. Just then, a blindingly bright light shone on the property's porch. I froze and almost passed out when I saw a lanky looking figure walk out from the house. "Hello?" He called groggily, covering his mouth limply to cover up a yawn. Even though there were obnoxiously bright lights, seeing the figure's face was near impossible.
"Run." Shikamaru whispered, already pivoting away to make a quick escape. Due to being frozen stiff, the only thing I could reply with was a worried yelp. Obviously Shikamaru didn't acknowledge the sound because he was already ways down the dim street. I looked back at the man and squinted. After a few moments, I realized who the face was. It was the face of someone that I would have rather not saw for another million years. "Teme." I sputtered in between shivers of fright and from the cold wind of the night. "Oh hey dobe." The raven haired traitor greeted, stepping out from the light. Only then did I completely see the rogue ninja. He wore a devilish smirk that mocked me. "T-this is y-your h-house." I stuttered, now feeling my muscles loosen from their stiff state from earlier's shock.
"Surprised?" He replied, leaning against one of his thin white pillars that supported a shade above the porch. I fully shook off my being frozen and crossed my arms over my chest. "You're an idiot." Sasuke hissed suddenly. "It's nearing winter and you're still wearing a t-shirt and basket ball shorts! Get inside." He beckoned to his door and tightened his robe around his body with a light shiver. I hesitantly followed, with an obvious look of disgust. When my feet hit the wooden floor of the house, I removed them and left them next to Sasuke's shoes. "Let me make you some ramen. It won't be as good as that shop you always go too, but it will keep you warm." He sat me down and wrapped a thick blanket around my shoulders. He was being polite, a little too polite.
I curled into a ball and allowed my body to mold into the black leather of the couch. "You have a nice place." I reluctantly complimented, taking in his flat screen t.v. and abstract art pieces. "Thank you. I still want to paint the walls though, but there's so much surface that it would be a lot of work to do on my own." He answered from the kitchen. "Color would look a lot better." I nodded approvingly at the ideas of pain that could replace this plain white.
After a few moments of my eyes boring into my surroundings, my nose smelled something delicious. I sat up instantly and listened carefully. There it was, the musical sound of noodles and broth being poured into a bowl. Then a clink of a silver spoon dropping into the soup filled my ears. It was an orchestra of food. I was beginning to get extremely excited when I could hear slow foot steps entering the living room. "Here." An unusually kind voice spoke, placing the bowl in front of my face. I licked my lips and thanked Sasuke quickly before scarfing down the meal. Within twenty minutes, I had cleaned the bowl and was left with a stomach ache.
"This is why we don't eat fast baka." The now oddly caring boy said disapprovingly as he patted a warm and damp towel against my forehead. "Why are you being so nice?" I groaned, clenching my angry abdomen. "Well, because you were once my friend. How could I not?" He questioned rhetorically. "You never took concern before." I explained, egging on the conversation. He said heavily and replied, "Back in the day we all thought of each other as rivals. I'm tired of acting like children. He moved on to patting my cheeks, but I waved his hands away. I sat up effectively on the couch and fiddled with my fingers. "Look Sasuke, I want to apologize for that actually." I confessed lowering my head. "Hn, it's all in the past." He shrugged, itching the back of his shaggy black hair. "To be quite honest, you were the only person I truly had. Aside from Iruka-sensei." I admitted, feeling an embarrassing warmth flow onto my tan cheeks. "Unfortunately, you were also all I had." He joked, rolling his serious onyx eyes. "Hey that's cruel!" I exclaimed, punching his arm playfully.
The usually emotionless teme, actually let out a laugh. No, not just a laugh that came out because it fit the situation of the conversation, but a hearty laugh. One that would shine a new meaning to a person's life. His eyes shut from laughing so hard and he grabbed his sides in hysterics. It was nice seeing Sasuke in a good mood. It made his stoic face appear more childish and radiant. It was almost as if a glow had encased the shinobe. It was done in such a way that would make your heart skip a beat in awe. I know this action all to well because currently my own heart was doing it. Annoying butterflies fluttered in my stomach. A genuine smile found itself on my face. My eyes were even filling with uncontrollable lust.
What are these new found feelings? I have never felt this was, even about a female. It was almost like, at this exact moment, Sasuke and I were the only people on this messed up world with no more cares nor worries. How could I have lived that length of time without him? The thought seemed ridiculous to me at this point. I knew there was an empty space in my heart. However I could never pin point the exact reason why. Now I know, I was falling for a narcissistic asshole who ditched Sakura and I for supposed power. It seemed like he could see the wishy washy emotions in my face because he comfortingly rested a hand on top of my tangled ones. "I really am sorry for leaving. However, I can't say I regret. Leaving all of this had made me realize on how much significance it had on me. Knowing I had a yearn to go back to my old life, made me into a better person. So, for that I am forever grateful." He said, like he was reminiscing old memories.
"You've got a lot of nerve coming back, but I'm glad you did." I lifted his face by his chin and stared into his unreadable eyes. I searched for any sign of well, anything in his eyes that would alert me to back away. When there was no sign of resistance, I cautiously edged closer to emotionless face. Surprisingly, he didn't say or do anything with my face reached the point of being only mere centimeters away. I paused and let his warm and even breath cascade on my face. Even with his breath being even, I could tell in the tremble of his jaw he was growing nervous. It was about laughable to see the infamous Sasuke get nervous. I leaned in the rest of the way and closed the small distance that was between us. I could feel Sasuke's body tense up when my lips had planted on his, which caused me to chuckle. I pulled away and allowed him to comprehend what I just did. Hell, even I barely realized what I was doing. Although, I enjoyed it. On the other hand, I was unsure of what Sasuke's next plan of action would be. I imagined kicking me out with a slurs of insults. I shuddered at the thought and frowned.
Unexpectedly, he touched two fingers to his lips and smiled under them. It was as if he could still feel the sensation of our kiss. I grabbed his wrist gently and placed it in his lap. Sasuke leaned in, but then instantly snapped back. He looked like he was confused. It appeared that he wasn't sure if he was supposed to kiss me again. I cupped his pale cheeks in my hands, contrasting with my tan skin. He rested his hands shakily on my knees, which caused a light blush to form on my face. I kissed his nose and then rested my forehead upon his. I tugged his face closer to mine so our lips would, again, collide. Sasuke was in slight shock, but he immediately relaxed to my gesture. His hands lingered up to my chest area and pulled me anxiously by my shirt. He was now supporting himself by the arm of the couch, while his body was acting as a soft cushion for mine. He flattened his hands, but kept them attached to my chest. I straddled his waist so I wouldn't exert so much weight on him, and he scrunched his knees against my lower back. I pulled away from him and removed a single strand of raven hair from his equally as dark eyes. "You're so perfect." I whispered, without having control over my words. I was tempted to cover my mouth and recite sincere apologies, but I didn't.
Why not let him know I felt? The worst he could do was reject my feelings right? His hand slithered to the nape of my neck and for the first time since we started expressing lustful emotions, he locked his eyes with mine. "Do you know how long I've been struggling to repeat the same words to you?" He uttered in such a way that if he spoke them any louder, they would shatter. I twirled a piece of his hair with my finger, but never broke the moment we were sharing with just the stare of our eyes.
"Sasuke, I'm falling in love with you." I mumbled, hoping there was a possibility that he didn't hear that. He pulled me in for a kiss that showed no more than love and wanting. When he departed from me, I could see tears fill his eyes. "I love you too." He attempted to blink back the tears, but failed and one tear escaped. I nuzzled my head into his neck and he pecked the crown on my head. "Dobe." He muffled into my blonde hair. "Teme." I teased back into the sensitive skin of his neck. He wrapped his arms around me and adjusted my body so I would be cradled up on my side.
After a few comfortably silent moments, I glanced up to see him sound asleep. I took this chance to take in each feature of him. From the top of his spiked in the back hair, down to his muscular, but lean legs. "How did I acquire such an angel that was once lost in the midst of evil?" I paused and then continuing, "Stay with me forever Sasuke, and in turn I will do the same." I spoke to him like he could hear me. However, I was happy knowing that he couldn't respond to my small proclamation. I wanted to make sure I was willing to completely give myself to him. Now that I think about it, I can't remember a time where I didn't. I wanted him deeply. No, scratch that, I needed him. I closed my eyes and rested my head back in it's earlier position. Then, before I knew it, we had fallen asleep with the soft and exhilarating knowledge that we held nothing else for each other, but love and commitment.