Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ The First Time ❯ Broken Night ( One-Shot )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
By: Chaos Blade 
The first time one broke it all.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Comedy / Martial Arts / Psychological / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.08.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 810 | Visits: 337 | Status: Work In Progress
The first time one broke it all.
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Adventure / Comedy / Martial Arts / Psychological / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 03.08.2009 | Pages: 1 | Words: 810 | Visits: 337 | Status: Work In Progress
“The First Time”
T
NARUSAKUSASU-Implied beginnings of a threesome relationship, not a love triangle.
Warning: maybe some OOC and some mild discrepancies with the real plot…..angst ‘stead of fluffs…
Broken Night
It was all in her head. Perfect and planned like everything else…..she’d scream, she would cry, she would beg and she would plead, trying, trying to do the thing she knew was impossible….the thought she knew was hidden in the back in her head and tucked away and hoped to never see again. Because knowing and thinking about it would only hinder her and already she knew it was going to be hard….she refused to believe it was impossible. He would not get passed her. There was simply no way she would allow it.
But sheer force of will couldn’t even make a dent in wet paper, how was it that her stubborn set of feet and her squared shoulders should stop a genius? How was that supposed to stop him from getting past her and farther down the winding road? Was it supposed to be the tears, the screams? Was it the pleading or the begging, was it the look of heartbreak that dawned across her face at his deep harsh voice supposed to do anything more then her own stubborn will?
In the moment that he walked passed her, in the moment that everything she had hoped to do fell into her face, what had been growing….broke. It stretched too far with the tap to her neck and shattered when her knees gave way and she knew she was on her way to the path below.
--
Considering who he was, how his mind worked and what was going on, it wasn’t much of a stretch to believe that he forget everything the moment he knew what had happened. One part could be chocked up to simply being blonde, another to being hyperactive, and a whole other to being wholly tunnel visioned on the spot. Gone was whatever had been connecting the two boys slowly over the days. It was disappearing among the thoughts of anger and worry and the extreme need to grab the other by the shoulders and shake hard. But he was too far away already, and he had to run and get to him and keep his promise, because that promise was more important then anything in that moment.
He had to get to him, he had to change what was happening. Things were going to go back to normal because he would not stand for this! He thought of nothing else, and the hunt was on because he would not stop until his first friend was back, he would not stop until they were a team of three again because he would not stand for anything less.
It was his promise of a lifetime….and if they weren’t together…all of them…he would fall apart…
--
He couldn’t have what he wanted. He couldn’t have what was growing, slowly so ever slowly, in his chest and the back of his mind. He couldn’t….he just couldn’t. He had known that from the time that his world had been turned upside down. He had one goal, one desire. That was what he must accomplish. Not pull together the little threads of something. Because pulling together little threads of whatever would not set his world the right way again. That was just fact.
The girl who had loved him for years….she could not follow beyond the village gate.
The boy that pushed him to work……..he could not make it to the destination that he had.
They simply could not. He would sacrifice no one but himself. That was a truth in his mind. With time there was a possibility….slim but there is a ghostly way. In the moment he took the first step out of the village, he became what he knew he had to become.
And he left that feeling within the gated walls.
--
I know I take forever between these things…and well….I’m not all that up to date with what’s happening with Naruto….other then a couple spoiler things floating on the net but that’s not new is it? I try to do these when I have ideas rather then try to force it. Means better chapters but longer waits…I’ll be breaking with cannon with the next one. Then this’ll be less ‘recount the plot’ and more fluffy NaruSakuSasu-ness m’kay?
T
NARUSAKUSASU-Implied beginnings of a threesome relationship, not a love triangle.
Warning: maybe some OOC and some mild discrepancies with the real plot…..angst ‘stead of fluffs…
Broken Night
It was all in her head. Perfect and planned like everything else…..she’d scream, she would cry, she would beg and she would plead, trying, trying to do the thing she knew was impossible….the thought she knew was hidden in the back in her head and tucked away and hoped to never see again. Because knowing and thinking about it would only hinder her and already she knew it was going to be hard….she refused to believe it was impossible. He would not get passed her. There was simply no way she would allow it.
But sheer force of will couldn’t even make a dent in wet paper, how was it that her stubborn set of feet and her squared shoulders should stop a genius? How was that supposed to stop him from getting past her and farther down the winding road? Was it supposed to be the tears, the screams? Was it the pleading or the begging, was it the look of heartbreak that dawned across her face at his deep harsh voice supposed to do anything more then her own stubborn will?
In the moment that he walked passed her, in the moment that everything she had hoped to do fell into her face, what had been growing….broke. It stretched too far with the tap to her neck and shattered when her knees gave way and she knew she was on her way to the path below.
--
Considering who he was, how his mind worked and what was going on, it wasn’t much of a stretch to believe that he forget everything the moment he knew what had happened. One part could be chocked up to simply being blonde, another to being hyperactive, and a whole other to being wholly tunnel visioned on the spot. Gone was whatever had been connecting the two boys slowly over the days. It was disappearing among the thoughts of anger and worry and the extreme need to grab the other by the shoulders and shake hard. But he was too far away already, and he had to run and get to him and keep his promise, because that promise was more important then anything in that moment.
He had to get to him, he had to change what was happening. Things were going to go back to normal because he would not stand for this! He thought of nothing else, and the hunt was on because he would not stop until his first friend was back, he would not stop until they were a team of three again because he would not stand for anything less.
It was his promise of a lifetime….and if they weren’t together…all of them…he would fall apart…
--
He couldn’t have what he wanted. He couldn’t have what was growing, slowly so ever slowly, in his chest and the back of his mind. He couldn’t….he just couldn’t. He had known that from the time that his world had been turned upside down. He had one goal, one desire. That was what he must accomplish. Not pull together the little threads of something. Because pulling together little threads of whatever would not set his world the right way again. That was just fact.
The girl who had loved him for years….she could not follow beyond the village gate.
The boy that pushed him to work……..he could not make it to the destination that he had.
They simply could not. He would sacrifice no one but himself. That was a truth in his mind. With time there was a possibility….slim but there is a ghostly way. In the moment he took the first step out of the village, he became what he knew he had to become.
And he left that feeling within the gated walls.
--
I know I take forever between these things…and well….I’m not all that up to date with what’s happening with Naruto….other then a couple spoiler things floating on the net but that’s not new is it? I try to do these when I have ideas rather then try to force it. Means better chapters but longer waits…I’ll be breaking with cannon with the next one. Then this’ll be less ‘recount the plot’ and more fluffy NaruSakuSasu-ness m’kay?