Author's note: You know what today is. We all know it. It's Halloween and I'm here with a treat for all of you. I hope you'll enjoy it :)

You know the drill for Halloween fics: MAIN WARNINGS WILL BE GIVEN AT THE END. Take the punch to the face as it comes or prepare yourself: it's your choice.

Warnings: First point of view; established slash; alternate universe; Halloween fic

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Kishimoto owns it.

I hope you'll like it and I wish you all a Happy Halloween!

I Wish

Every night when I get into bed, you are there to wrap your arms around me; your touch chilled from outside.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

During the evening when I arrive home and make my way to the bedroom to change clothes before preparing dinner, I hear your footsteps; it's you letting me know you're here.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

In the morning I stumble to the bathroom, still half asleep, and start washing my face in the hopes of properly waking up. The cold water stings and is like a slap to my face, chasing away the last remains of sleep. You are smiling at me through the mirror when I look up and dry my face.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

Gaara nods at me in goodbye, the last friend to leave this afternoon, before he puts on his helmet and gets onto his motorcycle. I smile and wave at him, watching him leave. When he turns around the corner and disappears from sight, I step back and close the door. Your hand comes to rest on my hip, clutching it firmly.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

The television screen starts flickering with bright colours when the talent show reaches its finale. The audience starts cheering loudly and the camera zooms in on the sweat beading across the contestants' faces. I put on the show to have something to watch, but have become invested in it somewhat and I'm curious to find out who will be the winner. You sit down near my feet and your fingers close around my ankles. The touch is light, like a feather, but I can feel it clearly nonetheless. Your hands slide higher up my legs and start kneading the muscles there.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

Kurama stops eating and looks up, baring his teeth as he starts growling and hissing, arching his back in a threatening way. He clearly doesn't like your presence; he lashes out with his claws, intent on smacking the hell out of you. My back is towards you as I prepare lunch, but I hear you chuckle all the same; the sound low, breathy, but full of amusement.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

I collect all the pictures of you and me together and store them carefully in a cabinet. Done with that, I step back and carefully close the door; some tension leaving me. I walk out of the the room and get dressed in a loose shirt and training shorts, putting my earbuds in before I leave the house, ready to start jogging. The sun is already starting to set and the air grows chilly now that autumn has firmly settled into the country, but I enjoy the crisp air against my heated skin and only concentrate on the pounding of my feet against the pavement and the music blaring in my ears, letting it empty my mind.

When I return home and walk past the living room, I spot something glinting in the corner of my eye. I pause, frown and stick my head into the room. My heart sinks when I notice it: all the pictures have been returned to their original spot. I know you did this. I know you took all the photos out of the cabinet and put them back while I was gone. I can try to gather them all again and return them to the cabinet, but you would just take them out again.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

The curtains aren't closed properly I notice only when I'm already in bed. I sigh and debate whether the thin beam of moonlight wiggling through the gap is annoying enough to actually get out of bed and draw the curtains completely. Right as I decide that no, it's not annoying enough because I am just going to sleep anyway and with my eyes closed I won't see the light, your shadow passes through the silver-white beam of light, disturbing it briefly.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

A dog barks when I step outside, closing the door behind me, ready for work. I check if I have everything with me and get on my bike. When I turn my head, I catch you looking at me through the window.

I wish you wouldn't do that.

When all my friends have left for the night, having helped me with the dishes, I'm left with a quiet house and the gentle pitter-patter of rain against the windows and the roof. I listen to the soothing noise for a moment, but then your arms close around my waist from behind and your cold breath hits my ear when you whisper, "I love you."

I wish you wouldn't do that.

Because you're dead.

The End

AN2: Additional warning: main character death; ambiguous pov.

I started grinning like a maniac when this idea popped in my head and I'm so glad I wrote it down! You all are probably less thrilled about it, though :P But hey, it's Halloween for a reason! Nobody and nothing are safe tonight :)

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I hope to see you all back in my future stories! Please stay safe and take care of yourselves!

Cuddles

Melissa

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