Bitter Like Me
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Category:
Naruto › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
1,253
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 3, Part 1
Title: Bitter Like Me
Chapter: Three, Part One
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White curtains fluttered in the dancing breeze, flimsy material sweeping softly over the window sill. Beyond the veil, a golden dusk followed the setting sun into a warm night.
Slumped lazily in a chair, Kakashi flipped through his favourite book half-heartedly, only to look up every now and then. As the outside world gradually quietened down, he watched his blond charge thoughtfully, who twisted restlessly in bed. Even under his pill-induced rest, Naruto cried continuous trails of tears. They flowed down his pale whiskered cheeks in never-ending rivulets, like a dreadful curse, threatening to etch a permanent reminder on his pretty face.
Witnessing this painful display of vulnerability, the silver-haired jounin could not help but sigh in guilt. If only he did not teach Sasuke the terrible technique of Chidori, then he would not have to find Naruto broken by that particular jutsu. It felt as though he had hurt the boy himself.
But of course, there must be something else the ebony-haired avenger did to leave the once hyperactive and cheerful kyuubi-bearer in such a pitiful state; something only he himself and Naruto knew. Frowning at this point, Kakashi tucked his little orange book away and resumed looking at the sleeping Naruto. That night, he stayed vigilant by his student's side.
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Morning came. Feeling more than a little hungry, Kakashi stood to make a leave. As he hovered over Naruto, he got this impusive urge to kiss those tears stained cheeks. The ex-ANBU resisted. Instead, slender fingers strayed forward to comb through those golden sun-kissed strands, gently fingering their surprisingly soft texture. Over the night, he has learnt two facts about the kyuubi-bearer. The first fact has made Kakashi felt shame and foolishness, for he finally realised how much he has been neglecting his other two students in order to indulge in Sasuke. Guilt made him cringe as last night revealed to him that the most vulnerable one among them three was actually Naruto, not the Uchiha heir.
Sighing yet again, he straightened up, removed the wilted flowers from its vase and headed for the exit.
"I'll be back soon, Naruto. Wait for me." the older ninja whispered quietly. Taking another lingering look at the sleeping blonde, Kakashi marveled at the second fact that he has discovered about Naruto.
"You've grown. Really grown into a fine...and beautiful young man, Naruto. And to think that I've only notice it now. I really was blind ne..."Ending his words with a sad smile, the silver-haired jounin then stepped out of the room and shut the door behind him with a soft click.
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Kyuubi-kun: Hey ya, thanks for reviewing. However, I always seemed to get you confused. So sorry about that. (sheepish smile)
kenshinjunkie03: hah, now that you pointed it out for me, I do realise the two have switched personalities in the Prologue. However, it is not necessary that way throughout the whole story, because things are actually going back in time. So you may see Naruto slowly being broken into the way he is now...
clowangel: oh, I'm sorry to disappoint you. But this fic is intended to be angsty. I'm feeling very depressed lately, so I can produce almost no humor.
Marshmallow-Chan: Yep, I guess I may say english is my first language though I'm a born chinese. However, I don't really understand your review. Garbled? Hm, maybe it is all the jumping about from flashbacks to song lyrics and actual story. Obviously, I got too caught up in my experiments of new writing style. Sorry about that. And I took your advice to look for a Beta-reader.
blisblop: hai, i think I bit off more than I could chew. BLM is getting so frustrating to write lately that I really want to drop it. But, my stubborn ego just wouldn't comply.
A/N: Otherwise, I would like my utmost gratitude to go out to these fabulous guys who have reviewed BLM too. Yami Jay, Liliath, kat8cha, Rhenoah, tsu, Teaspoon, lara, darkangel, midnightmoon, MultifacetedTune, sansty-san, hogo-chan, gasa, Rey a.k.a Naylezkiesqy
Chapter: Three, Part One
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White curtains fluttered in the dancing breeze, flimsy material sweeping softly over the window sill. Beyond the veil, a golden dusk followed the setting sun into a warm night.
Slumped lazily in a chair, Kakashi flipped through his favourite book half-heartedly, only to look up every now and then. As the outside world gradually quietened down, he watched his blond charge thoughtfully, who twisted restlessly in bed. Even under his pill-induced rest, Naruto cried continuous trails of tears. They flowed down his pale whiskered cheeks in never-ending rivulets, like a dreadful curse, threatening to etch a permanent reminder on his pretty face.
Witnessing this painful display of vulnerability, the silver-haired jounin could not help but sigh in guilt. If only he did not teach Sasuke the terrible technique of Chidori, then he would not have to find Naruto broken by that particular jutsu. It felt as though he had hurt the boy himself.
But of course, there must be something else the ebony-haired avenger did to leave the once hyperactive and cheerful kyuubi-bearer in such a pitiful state; something only he himself and Naruto knew. Frowning at this point, Kakashi tucked his little orange book away and resumed looking at the sleeping Naruto. That night, he stayed vigilant by his student's side.
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Morning came. Feeling more than a little hungry, Kakashi stood to make a leave. As he hovered over Naruto, he got this impusive urge to kiss those tears stained cheeks. The ex-ANBU resisted. Instead, slender fingers strayed forward to comb through those golden sun-kissed strands, gently fingering their surprisingly soft texture. Over the night, he has learnt two facts about the kyuubi-bearer. The first fact has made Kakashi felt shame and foolishness, for he finally realised how much he has been neglecting his other two students in order to indulge in Sasuke. Guilt made him cringe as last night revealed to him that the most vulnerable one among them three was actually Naruto, not the Uchiha heir.
Sighing yet again, he straightened up, removed the wilted flowers from its vase and headed for the exit.
"I'll be back soon, Naruto. Wait for me." the older ninja whispered quietly. Taking another lingering look at the sleeping blonde, Kakashi marveled at the second fact that he has discovered about Naruto.
"You've grown. Really grown into a fine...and beautiful young man, Naruto. And to think that I've only notice it now. I really was blind ne..."Ending his words with a sad smile, the silver-haired jounin then stepped out of the room and shut the door behind him with a soft click.
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Kyuubi-kun: Hey ya, thanks for reviewing. However, I always seemed to get you confused. So sorry about that. (sheepish smile)
kenshinjunkie03: hah, now that you pointed it out for me, I do realise the two have switched personalities in the Prologue. However, it is not necessary that way throughout the whole story, because things are actually going back in time. So you may see Naruto slowly being broken into the way he is now...
clowangel: oh, I'm sorry to disappoint you. But this fic is intended to be angsty. I'm feeling very depressed lately, so I can produce almost no humor.
Marshmallow-Chan: Yep, I guess I may say english is my first language though I'm a born chinese. However, I don't really understand your review. Garbled? Hm, maybe it is all the jumping about from flashbacks to song lyrics and actual story. Obviously, I got too caught up in my experiments of new writing style. Sorry about that. And I took your advice to look for a Beta-reader.
blisblop: hai, i think I bit off more than I could chew. BLM is getting so frustrating to write lately that I really want to drop it. But, my stubborn ego just wouldn't comply.
A/N: Otherwise, I would like my utmost gratitude to go out to these fabulous guys who have reviewed BLM too. Yami Jay, Liliath, kat8cha, Rhenoah, tsu, Teaspoon, lara, darkangel, midnightmoon, MultifacetedTune, sansty-san, hogo-chan, gasa, Rey a.k.a Naylezkiesqy