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Universe: Naruto
Characters: Naruto and Sakura
Word Count: 357
He is afraid to touch her. It’s not for fear that she’ll beat him till he ends up in a coma or anything like that. He is afraid that if he touches her she’ll disappear, as if she weren’t real. He is afraid of that. He is afraid that this is all one big dream and that the person lying in front of him is actually non-existent and is merely a figment of his imagination. So he withdraws his outstretched hand that is mere inches from her delicate sleeping face.
He cannot believe how close he was to losing her. He had never felt so scared in his life. Not even when he was on the brink of death from having a chidori shoved through his chest or when the Kyuubi had claimed control of his body after going four-tailed.
But he’d do anything; give anything, just to know that she’s alive and that this is not just one cruel joke. He feels tears coming, but made no motion to stop them. The others in the room had left long ago to allow him some privacy, something he had been very grateful for. He can feel the tears flowing freely down his face now and his vision blur, but he keeps his eyes trained on her sleeping face. She doesn’t stir an inch.
“Sakura-chan… I’m sorry I wasn’t able to protect you,” he says softly. “I love you… so please wake up."
Finally when the tears become too much and he can no longer distinguish her face through the blurriness anymore, he reaches a hand up to wipe away the tears. He is surprised when he feels the gentle touch of fingers graze the side of his face. He lowers his hand and is pleasantly surprised to see to her smiling—albeit weakly—face staring back at him, arm outstretched and caressing his face.
“I love you too,” she mouths back, her voice too weak to be audible. He has never been so grateful in his life nor felt his heart swell so much in joy before. She is alive and real and her touch confirms that.
He cannot believe how close he was to losing her. He had never felt so scared in his life. Not even when he was on the brink of death from having a chidori shoved through his chest or when the Kyuubi had claimed control of his body after going four-tailed.
But he’d do anything; give anything, just to know that she’s alive and that this is not just one cruel joke. He feels tears coming, but made no motion to stop them. The others in the room had left long ago to allow him some privacy, something he had been very grateful for. He can feel the tears flowing freely down his face now and his vision blur, but he keeps his eyes trained on her sleeping face. She doesn’t stir an inch.
“Sakura-chan… I’m sorry I wasn’t able to protect you,” he says softly. “I love you… so please wake up."
Finally when the tears become too much and he can no longer distinguish her face through the blurriness anymore, he reaches a hand up to wipe away the tears. He is surprised when he feels the gentle touch of fingers graze the side of his face. He lowers his hand and is pleasantly surprised to see to her smiling—albeit weakly—face staring back at him, arm outstretched and caressing his face.
“I love you too,” she mouths back, her voice too weak to be audible. He has never been so grateful in his life nor felt his heart swell so much in joy before. She is alive and real and her touch confirms that.
Theme: Present/Gift
Universe: Naruto
Characters: Naruto and Sakura
Word Count: 397
He is surprised the moment he steps through his apartment. It is unusually dark and he swears that he left the curtains open. He slips into a defensive stance out of instinct but is taken aback when the lights suddenly turn on, blinding him, and a chorus of “Surprise!” rings through his ears.
His whole apartment is crowded with people he has known for years: the Rookie 9, Team Gai, Konohamaru Corps, Iruka-sensei, Kakashi-sensei, Yamato-taichou, Tsunade-baachan, and Shizune-neechan. His heart swells with joy and he is afraid that he might have a heart attack at the sheer amount of people. He smiles bashfully at the sudden realization that his place was an absolute mess and that it must have taken hours if not days to clean up the mess. No wonder Tsunade-baachan sent him out on a three day mission.
The party was one of the best that he could ask for. There were decorations everywhere along with piles of food, incase Chouji decided to leave none for the other guests, and a bright red swirl, like the back of his jacket, cake with the numbers “16” decorated in candy. He couldn’t help but laugh at that. He loved candy almost as much as he loved ramen. They danced and partied the night away, stopping only in the middle for him to open his presents and gifts. He could not believe how well everyone knew him and smiled bashfully while thanking everyone repeatedly.
He is further surprised that as everyone files out of his apartment, Sakura made no move to leave. She asks if he likes his present to which he offers a wide grin and points to the new black headband with a red swirl on his head. “Of course!”
She smiles fondly and shyly tells him that she has one more present to give him before she heads out for the night. He is naturally curious as to what it could be and is pleasantly surprised when she stands on her tiptoes and pecks him on the lips, a blush appearing on her cheeks before she waves and walks through the front door.
He is still dazed from the bliss of that kiss and falls backward onto the couch, a goofy smile on his face. He knows that if anyone were to ask him which present is his favorite, he’d answer “Sakura-chan’s” in a heartbeat.
His whole apartment is crowded with people he has known for years: the Rookie 9, Team Gai, Konohamaru Corps, Iruka-sensei, Kakashi-sensei, Yamato-taichou, Tsunade-baachan, and Shizune-neechan. His heart swells with joy and he is afraid that he might have a heart attack at the sheer amount of people. He smiles bashfully at the sudden realization that his place was an absolute mess and that it must have taken hours if not days to clean up the mess. No wonder Tsunade-baachan sent him out on a three day mission.
The party was one of the best that he could ask for. There were decorations everywhere along with piles of food, incase Chouji decided to leave none for the other guests, and a bright red swirl, like the back of his jacket, cake with the numbers “16” decorated in candy. He couldn’t help but laugh at that. He loved candy almost as much as he loved ramen. They danced and partied the night away, stopping only in the middle for him to open his presents and gifts. He could not believe how well everyone knew him and smiled bashfully while thanking everyone repeatedly.
He is further surprised that as everyone files out of his apartment, Sakura made no move to leave. She asks if he likes his present to which he offers a wide grin and points to the new black headband with a red swirl on his head. “Of course!”
She smiles fondly and shyly tells him that she has one more present to give him before she heads out for the night. He is naturally curious as to what it could be and is pleasantly surprised when she stands on her tiptoes and pecks him on the lips, a blush appearing on her cheeks before she waves and walks through the front door.
He is still dazed from the bliss of that kiss and falls backward onto the couch, a goofy smile on his face. He knows that if anyone were to ask him which present is his favorite, he’d answer “Sakura-chan’s” in a heartbeat.
