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Naruto Uzumaki

Blog started on August 2014
Written by Kayiza

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Primary Verse: Sasuke Uchiha

Secondary Verse: Naruto Uzumaki
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▌♚ amelliorate

the first thing he noticed when he woke up with the feel of ARMS
around him, holding him close. eyes flickered opened, landing on
the whiskered shinobi. the night had grown forgiving, giving him
the rest he so disparately needed. he dared not think that the
only reason he’d been so comfortable & at east was because of
him. that he could be relying on someone else for such a simple
thing. long fingers brushed idly through his black locks, pushing
his bangs out of his eyes. just to get a better look at his partner.
the way the light caught his eyelashes, & how even deep in sleep,
he seemed to be SMILING at him. his hand reached out, slow       
cautious. just before his fingers could touch him, his hand stilled.
almost as if he was afraid of STAINING him. of making him filthy.
the raven rolled onto his back, eyes locked on the ceiling. 

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why couldn’t they just STAY there? why did they have to leave?
they were safe here. warm & comfortable against each other, the
warmth between them enough to keep his demons at bay. to
distract him      make him not hurt. out there, he had to be someone
he wasn’t. he had to pretend like he didn’t care. like he wasn’t
 broken into millions of pieces. naruto saw through all of that. he
forgave & understood him, when even the uchiha knew his actions
were beyond forgiving. sasuke simply listened to his breathing,
wondering how someone so kind and so good could ever care
about him. he could he be forgiven so easily, when he hadn’t even
forgave himself just yet? 

                                                             i just want to hold you 

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He didn’t remember the last time he had
overslept long enough to feel the sun-rays
against his eyelids, since that day, the day
he let Sasuke slip away. AGAIN.

                  He would usually jump out of bed at the
                  break of dawn, training or looking for
                  a mission, anything that’d make him
                  STRONGER & bring him closer to the
                  raven. Azure optics flickered open,
                  his gaze sleep-ridden & hazy, as he 
                  moved closer to the comfortable source
                  of warmth beside him. His body froze as
                  his EYES landed on the Uchiha, his lungs       
                  burning form the lack of oxygen, before
                  he tore himself away, pulling himself
                  as far away from the other as he could.      

S-Sasuke ?  ❞ he whispered after what
felt like an ETERNITY, quivering tan digits
moving towards pale features, stilling just 
shy of his cheek-bone.

               But he couldn’t touch him. Every time 
               he did, Sasuke only disappeared. Was
               he so pathetic that he actively wished
               to prolong, what he knew from experience
               was, a HALLUCINATION ? Perhaps he
               was. But was it too much to ask to just
               pretend for a moment that Sasuke would  
               return of his own accor       he fell off the
               edge of the bed with a THUD, as the 
               previous day’s events resurfaced.

❝ S-sorry about that I just     ❞ he pulled himself
up, giving the raven a weak CHUCKLE as he
rubbed the back of his neck, feeling stupid, &
mentally, frantically looking for an excuse.

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              All the mixed feelings he had suppressed
              seemed to have returned with vengeance
              & he NEEDED time to sort out his half
              -asleep mind before he ended up saying
              something inappropriate. The fact that
              Sasuke was on his bed, looking so…
              comfortable     at home    perfect peaceful
              was making his pulse FLUTTER oddly,
              He wanted to get back in bed.

It was getting harder to think, harder to
move AWAY. Almost as if he was
afraid to let the raven out of his sight 
lest he disappear again.

            ❝ I-I just have bad MORNING 
               breath I’ll just go &     uh,
               brush my teeth.Just…stay 

right here. Please. ❞