One Look (SasuNaru)It was the looks he was spared that he treasured most. They were private, intimate, meant only for him. Furtive, even, if one went so far. Everyone would be talking and laughing and enjoying their meal and then suddenly coal eyes would stray to his cerulean blues and all else would fade away. It was only for seconds at a time, and never really with a smile, but those coal eyes spoke worlds where mouths did not. He treasured those glances because they were the closest thing he had to Home.More Like This
Love The Way You LieHe had this habit of always coming back. He thought of it as coming home. But it was always the same routine. One comment, one sentence, a word, a fight, a strike, on the floor, screaming and crying with tears flowing harder than anything, slamming doors and broken hearts and abandoned promises.More Like This
He would leave every time, or be left. He would break down, sliding down the wall with his back to the cool surface, breaking down and pouring his soul into his battered cries. He would cradle his bruising cheek, rub the raw marks around his neck, try to make them go away.
They never did.
But he had this habit of always coming back. It didn’t matter how often he was hurt, didn’t matter how many hurtful words were spit in his face. It didn’t matter, the acid burning at his heart and eating away his essence. Because he always crawled back, begging for something he ultimately knew he couldn’t have.
All he had ever wanted was to feel loved. To be accepted. To be needed and w
Wake Me Up (SasuNaru)Bright blue eyes opened with a rush, looking up to the expanse above them in clear wonder. How long had he been asleep? Why was he outside? …where was everyone?More Like This
The young boy stared up at that deep blue sky, piecing things together slowly in his mind. He had gone to bed the night before, wondering just how much longer he could handle being alone. Hadn’t he? Of course he had… He had climbed out of his dirty clothes, not bothering to put them into the hamper… He had slinked right under his covers too.
It had been a rough day, full of misery and hateful words from the villagers all around him. So many people were still unwilling to accept him as a shinobi of the village, so many people still frightened of the boy with the demon fox in his core. He had actually been chased away from a store front this time, something that hadn’t happened in quite some time.
People were probably afraid of his being a fully instated shinobi now, he had thought dully. Now that he
4 Words (To Choke Upon) (NaruSasu)He had seen this too many times now. There was so much bundled up in his chest cavity, begging and demanding to be let free. So fucking much. So much anger and hatred and betrayal! How could he just do this again?! After everything they’d gone through, after everything he’d done for him?!More Like This
“You think you’re so great…” The words came out quietly, softly almost, but there was a blazing rage barely concealed behind the way it trembled. The blonde’s fists lay at his sides, clenched so tightly they shook, and still it wasn’t enough to curb the heat growing in his cheeks and the stinging behind his eyes.
Cold charcoal eyes watched him emotionlessly. Nothing but a chasm created by their attacks separated the pair. Sasuke stayed quiet, seemingly uncaring. The way he looked down his nose at Naruto from his slight vantage spoke more than his silence.
“You think you’re so much better than me!” For a frightening moment, those