Dreams in Autumn
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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Category:
Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
Views:
954
Reviews:
0
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.
Dreams in Autumn
Hey y'all,I hope you like this sequal. Dreams was my very favorite fic that i had enjoyed writting, now, i will finish or add on to this plot! Hmmm... I thank you all that had reviewed my fiction.. sorry if i never mentioned it before. NEwayz. Have fun with this one, hopefully i will be consistant in my uploades to keep all ya'll happy. Untill we meet again...
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Unbidden Memories
The leaves crunched under his boots. Icy breath hung in the air, moving like a cloud, then dissapearing. His trench coat was his affection, his exposed shirt, his shield, the gloves were to protect him, heavy pants held him fast. Goth. It was the only word that came to people when seeing him. Black coat, black, white and grey shirts, layered for fashion rather than necessity. Fingerless gloves lived under the same principle as the shirts. Chained pants threatened to drop to his knees, if not for the drawstring designed into the clanking pants. Combat boots and heavy khole eyeliner finished off his look.
He had to go to school. Thank Uncle Sam, that there were more public schools rather than private schools with all their preppy uniforms and starched shirts. He always hated them. He was two corners away from his new school, for which he had no supplies for.
A brush against the shoulder. Faded memories came unbidden to him. Black stallions galloping into battle, the smooth cut of a samurai's sword, sailing across uncharted waters for the glory of a country he did not serve, thick jungles and wandering men, death. More than often, chocolate eyes and sky blue gazing lovingly upon him. Snakes and frogs, stretching shadows and kisses.
He turned to tell the gay couple off for bumping into him.
"Hey!" he charged toward them. "I said hey!" A firm hand on the shorter man’s shoulders, he turned, those damn brown eyes melted him. //What the fuck?//
"Sasuke?"
A Rough Descision
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Unbidden Memories
The leaves crunched under his boots. Icy breath hung in the air, moving like a cloud, then dissapearing. His trench coat was his affection, his exposed shirt, his shield, the gloves were to protect him, heavy pants held him fast. Goth. It was the only word that came to people when seeing him. Black coat, black, white and grey shirts, layered for fashion rather than necessity. Fingerless gloves lived under the same principle as the shirts. Chained pants threatened to drop to his knees, if not for the drawstring designed into the clanking pants. Combat boots and heavy khole eyeliner finished off his look.
He had to go to school. Thank Uncle Sam, that there were more public schools rather than private schools with all their preppy uniforms and starched shirts. He always hated them. He was two corners away from his new school, for which he had no supplies for.
A brush against the shoulder. Faded memories came unbidden to him. Black stallions galloping into battle, the smooth cut of a samurai's sword, sailing across uncharted waters for the glory of a country he did not serve, thick jungles and wandering men, death. More than often, chocolate eyes and sky blue gazing lovingly upon him. Snakes and frogs, stretching shadows and kisses.
He turned to tell the gay couple off for bumping into him.
"Hey!" he charged toward them. "I said hey!" A firm hand on the shorter man’s shoulders, he turned, those damn brown eyes melted him. //What the fuck?//
"Sasuke?"
A Rough Descision
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