The Trees Swayed In The Wind
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Category:
Naruto AU/AR › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
3
Views:
1,016
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Ten Years And A Tree
Meh. Plot bunnies assaulted me and forced me to write this! It has, been on my mind for awhile though, so, I bring ficcy!
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto, however Kishimoto-san does!
Title: ‘Ten Years And A Tree'
Author: xthousandtears
Rating: PG … nothing crazy/freaky (yet)
Word count: 267
Pairing: Sasu/Naru
Spoiler warning: You'll have to be up-to-date to episode 135, but otherwise, none, really. I just took Mr. Kishimoto’s plot &implied Sasu/Naru and addedaccordingly sans my recipe of SasuNaru Fluffness! additional angst.
Summary: Naruto looks out his window for comfort, but only found taunting past memories that bring back hidden demons.
I sat on the window sill with one lone tear trailing down my cheek. I looked out to the world, feeling as if all was lost; if all was forsaken and unwinding. My gaze stopped at ‘our’ tree. ‘Our’ tree was swaying gently, peacefully, like nothing had ever came between the two of us. With that thought in mind, I suddenly felt the sway was taunting me, mocking at how things had turned out for ‘our’ relationship. I felt the raw anger, dejection, and sadness engulf me, and before I came into my senses, ‘our’ tree was no longer. So ten years later, I didn’t know what to say to him when came back. When he came back and saw me sitting at ‘our’ spot, and could not find ‘our’ tree. Sasuke saw me sitting on a stump with one lone tear trailing down my cheek.
"Naruto," he whispered. It sounded so painful, filled with pent-up emotion and the husky tone of longing. I wanted to look up and embrace him. But I couldn't. Looking up would mean all my past pains and fears would come back and attack me. I couldn’t lie to myself again. I just couldn't.
Naruto! Get a hold of yourself! I forced myself to keep my gaze constant and unwavering, and slowly stood up and walked past him. When I past by him, I wanted to think that I knew it was all over, but deep down, it was already acknowledged that it was over ten painful years ago. I retold my self again and again, that I don't live in the past, unlike he.
x-posted: cross posted like crazy! R&R if you likey! Might continue if anyone wants ^_^
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto, however Kishimoto-san does!
Title: ‘Ten Years And A Tree'
Author: xthousandtears
Rating: PG … nothing crazy/freaky (yet)
Word count: 267
Pairing: Sasu/Naru
Spoiler warning: You'll have to be up-to-date to episode 135, but otherwise, none, really. I just took Mr. Kishimoto’s plot &implied Sasu/Naru and added
Summary: Naruto looks out his window for comfort, but only found taunting past memories that bring back hidden demons.
I sat on the window sill with one lone tear trailing down my cheek. I looked out to the world, feeling as if all was lost; if all was forsaken and unwinding. My gaze stopped at ‘our’ tree. ‘Our’ tree was swaying gently, peacefully, like nothing had ever came between the two of us. With that thought in mind, I suddenly felt the sway was taunting me, mocking at how things had turned out for ‘our’ relationship. I felt the raw anger, dejection, and sadness engulf me, and before I came into my senses, ‘our’ tree was no longer. So ten years later, I didn’t know what to say to him when came back. When he came back and saw me sitting at ‘our’ spot, and could not find ‘our’ tree. Sasuke saw me sitting on a stump with one lone tear trailing down my cheek.
"Naruto," he whispered. It sounded so painful, filled with pent-up emotion and the husky tone of longing. I wanted to look up and embrace him. But I couldn't. Looking up would mean all my past pains and fears would come back and attack me. I couldn’t lie to myself again. I just couldn't.
Naruto! Get a hold of yourself! I forced myself to keep my gaze constant and unwavering, and slowly stood up and walked past him. When I past by him, I wanted to think that I knew it was all over, but deep down, it was already acknowledged that it was over ten painful years ago. I retold my self again and again, that I don't live in the past, unlike he.
x-posted: cross posted like crazy! R&R if you likey! Might continue if anyone wants ^_^