Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Sakura Petals ❯ Azure ( Chapter 1 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: Magical_Reality 
When it's everything and nothing to do about paint and eyebrows. [GaaNaru]
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Shounen / Shoujo / Angst / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 05.23.2007 | Updated On: 05.23.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 589 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
When it's everything and nothing to do about paint and eyebrows. [GaaNaru]
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Drama / Shounen / Shoujo / Angst / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 05.23.2007 | Updated On: 05.23.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 589 | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
Title: Azure
Disclaimer: Naruto and Co. belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, not me, and I am not getting paid to write little dribs and drabs like this. I merely like to show off my creativity. *grins*
Summary: When it's everything and nothing to do with paint and eyebrows. [GaaNaru]
A/N: I came up with this joke where my eyebrows were supposedly painted on, as well as my pants, and somehow Gaara came to mind. I'm not trying to poke fun at his lack of eyebrows - frankly, I love Gaara - so sorry if any of you Gaara fans are offended. I chose this pairing to carry out my inner musings merely because Naruto-kun is a goofball (I love him, too). The title is random and has nothing to do with the story.
Oo Oo Oo Oo Oo
Azure
~Magical Reality~
The paintbrush moved easily over the paper, spreading blue-black paint on the soft white. Kohl-lined green eyes followed the movements, along with the tanned hand that was holding the brush. He was quietly fascinated by the way the paint contrasted against the stark-white paper, in comparison to the painter's skin and his own: tan to deathly pale.
Everything about them contrasted darkly. The painter had bright blue eyes and blond hair, while his lover had light green eyes and red hair. The observer was taller and a year older than his painter friend, and he had the Japanese Kanji for love tattooed onto his forehead.
And there was something else, too...
...the painter had eyebrows.
"Gaara?" Blue eyes blinked curiously at the tattooed boy, something akin to worry shining in them. The blond's hand was frozen above the easel, the paintbrush still clutched in his fingers. He furrowed his eyebrows, "You're starting to scare me a little, Gaara. Something wrong?"
"...no." The red head boy answered quietly. He watched as one of his lover's eyebrows arched.
"You look angry."
"..."
"You are, aren't you?" Naruto set his brush down and scooted over to the other boy on his hands and knees. He licked his lips, smiling, "Are you gonna tell me why?"
"...eyebrows."
"...huh?" The blond managed intelligently. He cocked his head to the side, eyebrow still raised, his face scrunched up. "What about eyebrows?"
"...I don't have any."
"Oh."
"..." Gaara watched as the emotions scrolled openly across Naruto's face: confusion, amusement, and finally, worry. "Does that matter to you, Naruto?" Gaara asked him.
"Well, no. Does it to you?"
"..."
"Okay, then it does. Hey, hey! Could you actually picture yourself with eyebrows? How about eyebrows like-like Lee's! All bushy and...stuff." Naruto stopped talking because the other boy's lips were drawn into a thin line, meaning Gaara was obviously angry at such an insinuation. "You know what? Here." The blond rinsed his brush off in the dirty water, dipped it into the red paint, then painted two smooth, red lines above his lover's eyes. "How's that?"
"It's cold...and wet." Gaara muttered.
"At least they're eyebrows." Naruto offered innocently.
"Hn." The red head leaned forward slightly to brush his lips over the other boy's, some of the paint from Naruto's brush getting on his neck. Gaara made a mental note to shave off Lee's eyebrows later.
Disclaimer: Naruto and Co. belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, not me, and I am not getting paid to write little dribs and drabs like this. I merely like to show off my creativity. *grins*
Summary: When it's everything and nothing to do with paint and eyebrows. [GaaNaru]
A/N: I came up with this joke where my eyebrows were supposedly painted on, as well as my pants, and somehow Gaara came to mind. I'm not trying to poke fun at his lack of eyebrows - frankly, I love Gaara - so sorry if any of you Gaara fans are offended. I chose this pairing to carry out my inner musings merely because Naruto-kun is a goofball (I love him, too). The title is random and has nothing to do with the story.
Oo Oo Oo Oo Oo
Azure
~Magical Reality~
The paintbrush moved easily over the paper, spreading blue-black paint on the soft white. Kohl-lined green eyes followed the movements, along with the tanned hand that was holding the brush. He was quietly fascinated by the way the paint contrasted against the stark-white paper, in comparison to the painter's skin and his own: tan to deathly pale.
Everything about them contrasted darkly. The painter had bright blue eyes and blond hair, while his lover had light green eyes and red hair. The observer was taller and a year older than his painter friend, and he had the Japanese Kanji for love tattooed onto his forehead.
And there was something else, too...
...the painter had eyebrows.
"Gaara?" Blue eyes blinked curiously at the tattooed boy, something akin to worry shining in them. The blond's hand was frozen above the easel, the paintbrush still clutched in his fingers. He furrowed his eyebrows, "You're starting to scare me a little, Gaara. Something wrong?"
"...no." The red head boy answered quietly. He watched as one of his lover's eyebrows arched.
"You look angry."
"..."
"You are, aren't you?" Naruto set his brush down and scooted over to the other boy on his hands and knees. He licked his lips, smiling, "Are you gonna tell me why?"
"...eyebrows."
"...huh?" The blond managed intelligently. He cocked his head to the side, eyebrow still raised, his face scrunched up. "What about eyebrows?"
"...I don't have any."
"Oh."
"..." Gaara watched as the emotions scrolled openly across Naruto's face: confusion, amusement, and finally, worry. "Does that matter to you, Naruto?" Gaara asked him.
"Well, no. Does it to you?"
"..."
"Okay, then it does. Hey, hey! Could you actually picture yourself with eyebrows? How about eyebrows like-like Lee's! All bushy and...stuff." Naruto stopped talking because the other boy's lips were drawn into a thin line, meaning Gaara was obviously angry at such an insinuation. "You know what? Here." The blond rinsed his brush off in the dirty water, dipped it into the red paint, then painted two smooth, red lines above his lover's eyes. "How's that?"
"It's cold...and wet." Gaara muttered.
"At least they're eyebrows." Naruto offered innocently.
"Hn." The red head leaned forward slightly to brush his lips over the other boy's, some of the paint from Naruto's brush getting on his neck. Gaara made a mental note to shave off Lee's eyebrows later.