I would like to help, but yea my Computer-fuu only applies to PC's.
I'm Tryyyyiiiiin ;___; BUT IT WAS ALL THERE WAS TO EAT! -continues to shamelessly slurp noodles- I also had a mini candy bar
I firmly believe that there is something a person does when you first meet/see them that makes you feel something for them, whether its the way they rub their ear when they think to much, or the way that they smiled at you, or how they held a door open for you or others. There is just something that brings you to a person.
What that something is we are never told about in regards to Sasusaku. Naruto says she is the same as him in that she wanted to be acknowledged, but that does not = Romance. Why does it have to be acknowledgement from SASUKE why won't anyone do? Anyone could have told her she was great. In Karin we ARE told why she loved him, what started it, It was that he saved her, it was the way he smiled at her that time.
With SS we are just told that it simply IS and we don't need to question it despite the fact that it flies in the face of all logic, story progression and I would even argue ACTUAL human behavior.
Its just head scratching. But yes, people DO have to keep doing things to keep whatever that spark ignited going, and yet we also do not get that from the ships in Naruto. Sakura and Sasuke are separated for more than the majority of the Manga, therefore nothing can be done to continue her love. Naruto and Hinata interact a total of 15 chapters--none of it really romantic and most of it is just them being in the same space.
The CANON romance in this series makes no sense at all.
I'll be sure to mother-hen you in the right direction. First cooking class: Don't eat for breakfast things not made for breakfast.
This CANON doesn't make sense. And Kishi's face doesn't even make sense. Sakura doesn't love him, she just wants to boink him, and then she got roped into marrying him, probably was blackmailed.
DON'T WORRY I WILL BE HER MEN I PROMISE TO STALK YOU AND CRUSH YOUR HEART TILL DEATH DO US PART
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A moving statement my good man.
(Will you hide behind lamp-posts?)