She met him at the tender age of ten, forming a bond slowly over the years but could love possibly form between a human and spirit?
A story based on the movie Light of a Firefly Forest; if you get the chance watch the movie it's very good.
I don't own Naruto neither Light of a Firefly Forest but enjoy.
ILoveSxS: Sakura is about 19 and Sasuke is 20-21
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I'll Be Waiting
"I hope this isn't some kind of—" Her voice died down in her throat, her eyes taking in the scene before her. Lanterns were sprinkled about, setting a perfect glow over the koi pond, a small cloth covered table set in the middle of it all. "It's beautiful," She voiced her thoughts, a deep flush settling over her cheeks as she inclined her head in Sasuke's direction. "Thank you Sasuke-kun."
He felt his insides warming over at the sight of her gentle smile, his eyes quickly flickering to the leaves nestling in her thick hair. Before he could stop himself, he plucked a leaf from her hair, pressing it to her full lips before pressing his own over the leaf.
"Do you remember what being human was like?" She uncurled her fingers, outstretching her palm to the heavy downpour from the shelter of the temple, eyeing the tiny droplets pooling within the center of her palm. Sasuke stood a short distance off, his dark eyes shifting from the cloudy sky to the child before him. Her clothes were soaked through, clinging to her shivering underdeveloped form.
"No," He shrugged out of his coat before placing it over her trembling shoulders. "I've tried to remember but those parts of my memories have been blocked. What I am now is all I know."
Her teeth chattered as she snuggled into the warmth, her eyes darkening with sadness. "I often wish I could be what you are," She inclined her head in his direction, her cheeks flushed, and her trembling lips almost blue. "I want to be close to Sasuke-kun." Wrapping herself tightly within the swallowing coat, she inhaled his scent. Spicy with a hint of musk, a masculine scent that could only belong to him. Even though he was just in arms reach she couldn't touch him, not even a handshake or a simple hug.
Things she could easily do with her To-chan and Okaa-san, she couldn't do with him. Being able to physically touch the one she cherished most, something she had unconsciously taken for granted. Her heart ached at the thought of not being able to embrace him.
"This is why I choose to stay alone," He flexed his fingers before curling them into his palms tightly. "Humans and spirits aren't meant to coexist." His paling face was void of any true emotion, those lifeless eyes set on her small trembling form. He could see the unshed tears pooling her wide eyes, his coat falling from her shoulders as she abruptly dashed from the shelter of the temple they occupied out into the storm.
He fought the urge to follow her, his eyes shifting upward as he strode to the edge of the wooden temple. She wanted to love him, he could clearly see, but he didn't want her to. She deserved something better than what he could offer her. The solstice of trees and his undying affection without physical embraces, he scowled at the thought. He didn't even know what love was, but it fit perfectly with his thoughts of her.
He was something she wanted, she was something he needed.
It sickened him how happy he would be whenever she would visit, how his heart would involuntarily skip a bet from her subtle glances, how perfect her smile seemed. She made him want to explore the possibilities of becoming human once again, just to taste what love was. He wanted to be able to caress her, feel just how soft her pink lips looked…hold her hand in his…for a moment.
Was this what humans considered selfish? Impure thoughts? Thinking about the one female he couldn't touch physically, love unconditionally, share the rest of his centuries with? Life was cruel, well, the life he lived anyhow. Thrusting his hands deep into his pockets, he rushed out into the rain in search of her, squinting through the heavy downpour for a hint of her pink hair.
He circled through the larch trees, stopping briefly to swipe his matted bangs from his eyes. She couldn't have gone home already, could she? She would never leave without telling him goodbye, no matter how mad he would make her. She couldn't have gone too far off, he reasoned as he struggled to catch his breath, pushing from his leaned position to continue his search.
The forest was undoubtedly beginning to look the same as he struggled to keep afloat, blinking through the rain as he searched through the bushes. He could feel himself giving up slowly, his cheeks reddening with disappointment as he ripped a bushel of leaves from another bush. Maybe he had gone too far this time, maybe he pushed her even further away.
Nearing a small pagoda tree, he saw a trace of her ratty brown boot that she seemed to wear every visit, his dark eyes perking slightly with determination as he bolted towards the tree. His stride slowed to a crawl as he rounded the trunk, catching a glimpse of the slouched over girl, her face buried within her arms, her knees drawn up to her chest.
Her soft cries reached his ears, his cold eyes softening a tad as he crouched before her. "Are you lost? Did your parents leave you too?" The words rolled off his tongue with ease just as she had said them the first time they met. Her red rimmed eyes lifted, her crinkled wet hair dripping against her forehead as she swiped the droplets from trailing her face.
The whisper of a smile quirked the corners of his mouth as she rubbed at her reddened nose with the back of her hand. "Do you really believe what you told me Sasuke-kun?" Her voice cracked as more tears spilled from her eyes.
"I did," He swiped at his own wet hair, the droplets sprinkling into his eyes. "Until I met you Sakura-chan."
Her body felt numb, her wide eyes glancing up to the handsome specter before her as she tried to put two and two together. Her fingers fluttered over her tingling mouth, the feel of his mouth weighing down over hers still fresh. It felt electric how well his mouth felt over hers, not wanting to part from the only thing holding her up. He had kissed her, Sasuke-kun kissed her. It wasn't an ordinary kiss shared between humans but none the less the stoic spirit had kissed her.
His expression hadn't changed from the moment his lips hovered over hers, a scowl marring his mouth as he took a step back from her, his gaze averting from hers. He was embarrassed he had lost control that easily. How could he have put his life in jeopardy that way just to feel the wonderful sensation of her mouth against his? He hadn't known what possessed him to suddenly kiss her the way he had but he was elated he had. Her lips felt…like heaven, even against the barrier of the drying leaf. Even then, words couldn't describe how delicate and addictive her lips were.
He knew he was already hooked. He wanted to feel more of her, know what made her tick, and actually taste her sweet looking lips. He was craving for more that he couldn't have, to feel more that he couldn't touch, love what was forbidden.
Wanting something he couldn't have, it drove him insane how he couldn't have Sakura or even voice how he truly felt about her. He was a coward, scared of what may come after he confesses. Sakura had been the first female he had ever come close to, the only one he would sit up hours upon hours just to greet her at the entrance the days he knew she was coming. What they had would never last. She would grow older, get married, move away and forget about him.
Forget their time shared, the stories…everything.
He had to do what was best for the both of them even if it meant they wouldn't be happy together. He could deal with falling out of love if it meant his freedom but the burden of hurting Sakura…he couldn't live with. He knew she loved him but fate dealt them a hand they couldn't somehow live around. He would always be a spirit that couldn't be touched, he lost his will to live among humans long ago.
He lost his chance at love long ago.
"We should eat before the food gets cold."
"Sasuke-kun," Her voice ebbed away as he turned from her, his suddenly cold aura nipping at her entire being. He had returned to the stand-offish, brooding spirit she met nine years ago, she noted as her fingers raked through her pink locks. What they shared briefly for a few seconds was nothing more than a farewell from him. "You aren't coming to greet me anymore at the gates, are you?"
She choked on her words, fighting back the tears as she watched him settle into one of the chairs surrounding the small table. Meting her gaze, his were empty as his mouth thinned into a white line. The answer was evident from his stiff body language; he wanted nothing to do with her anymore. Their conversations, the laughter, everything he ever taught her…he was throwing it all away.
"It gets harder for me to wait for your arrival every year," His thumb ran over the small charm latched to his bracelet as he drew his eyes from hers. "These selfish thoughts I have for you are changing me. I'm becoming a demon the more I'm near you." He grasped the silverware with a shaken hand, drawing it along his upturned wrist as a sliver of dark liquid erupted from the incision.
"I love you so much it's killing me Sakura-chan."
"I love you Sasuke-kun," Her tiny hands grasped at her thumping heart as her large eyes glanced up to him hopefully. "I loved you from the moment we met. Do you feel the same?" He bit back the grimace threatening to overtake his features as he returned his attention to fishing once more. He knew the child had a small crush on him but this was taking it a bit too far. How could she love someone that wasn't well…like her? He hadn't been human since he was five, he knew nothing of these foreign feelings Sakura was developing.
"What about me do you love?" he began to reel in his line, the dangling fish on the end trying desperately to get back into the water. Sakura stumbled over an answer, her finger scratching through her curly frizzy hair before her eyes lit up with sudden realization.
"I love how gentle you are. Even when you try to be mean to me you're always nice. When you threaten to leave me out here alone because I'm annoying you, I know you never would. Sasuke-kun cares too much for me." A cheeky grin held her mouth as a warm flush spilled over her cheeks. He held the line at bay as he unhooked the small fish before tossing it back into the lake, his gaze drifting over to hers as a small smirk split his lips.
"You really are a pain Sakura-chan."
A/n: This chapter is short I know but I was writing this one and Candles in The Sun at the same time and having a serious case of writers block on top of that is no joke. I answered most of the questions above the chapter and I hope you all enjoy. Keep the reviews coming and I won't discontinue the story.