Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Tomorrow That Never Comes ❯ Chapter 5: You and Me ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Xander B 
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama / Action / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 12.29.2007 | Updated On: 07.10.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 623 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama / Action / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 12.29.2007 | Updated On: 07.10.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 623 | Status: Completed
Tomorrow That Never Comes
Warnings: Angst, WAFF, swearing, etc...
“Tell me what my hands were made forTell me who my mouth was made forAnd please don't be mad at meYou'll get what you ask forCome on come on come onSo very close to what you had expectedIt makes it hard to keep my head up levelTell me I'm what your hands were made forTell me I'm who your mouth was made forAnd if you come down on meWell you'll get what you ask forCome on come on come on.”
- 'Come On' by Tegan and Sara
Chapter 5: You and Me
Two days have gone by since Sakura's visit and I have finally decided to follow her advice. I am walking towards where I remember his apartment to be. I am shaking, shivering really as I approach his door. Some part of me hopes he won't answer as I raise my fist to knock on the rough wood of his door. I breathe a heavy sigh as I wait. I hear the footsteps as he walks towards the door to open it. I have masked my chakra to insure that he will actually answer in case he hates me now. The door lets out a shriek of protest as he opens it and the tinkling of shattering china reaches my ears as he lays eyes on me.
I regard him silently. He's so different. My eyes travel the length of him. He stands now at no less than 5”10, his eyes a stunning shade of sapphire that speaks of heartache and pain, his hair still shines golden, but is longer now, gone is the orange of his childhood, replaced with ninja blacks and jounin vest. I am shocked. He's beautiful and I have no words.
Finally, he moves. I was not expecting him to propel himself into my arms, pressing himself in so tightly to me and wrapping his arms around my neck. I blink away my surprise and return his embrace, entwining my own arms around his slim waist and breathing in his scent, citrus and sunshine. I smile and hold him. I don't know exactly when he begins to cry, but I can feel the sobs as the wrack his body. I just hold him tighter.
Eventually, when he has regained his composure, he pulls me inside the house. He quickly tidies the china that he had dropped when he first saw me on his doorstep and prepares tea for the both of us. I accept a cup gratefully and seat myself on his plush couch. It is new to me. He soon joins me.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” He asks, looking at me seriously. I set my tea down and meet his eyes.
“No, I found something, but not what I had been hoping to find.” I reply softly. I had hoped to find vengeance and instead, I'd gained humility. Naruto nods slowly.
“Are you back for good?” Another question from his lips in a voice that is different from the one I remember, but no less pleasant. I find myself drawing slightly closer to him as I nod.
“I have things to bind me here now.” I say, not really realizing the words I'd spoken until his eyes widened in question.
“Things?” he echoes quietly. I shift uncomfortably as I debate on answering truthfully.
“Yes, I have my daughter to think of now.” I decide as a reply, but it is only half of the reason that I have vowed to stay here.
“Yeah, I'd heard you'd had a kid. How did that come about?” He states, sipping his tea. His tone is unreadable.
“I was traveling through many villages after I defeated Orochimaru when I came across a town that had obviously been attacked. It seemed completely deserted with corpses as the only occupants, but I was proven wrong when I heard crying, wailing really. It was a baby, no more than eight months old. I couldn't very well leave her there alone, so I took her with me and she has been with me since.” I explained, smiling at the thought of my daughter.
“You've gotten softer.” He says, watching me. I snort.
“Children have that effect on people, I suppose.” I reply, looking at him. He seems as though he is thinking. I wait.
“Sakura said you were hoping to see someone here in the village. Is this someone your other reason to stay?” he asks after a moment. I breathe in sharply. It doesn't escape his notice. “I'm sorry, you don't have to tell me about her if you don't want to.” He says sincerely, even though there is sadness in his voice.
“What makes you so sure it is a she?” I ask curiously. I wonder if perhaps he has forgotten the kiss I initiated all those years ago.
“Well, I just figured you would come back to get married and have a few brats to repopulate your clan or something. Are you telling me I am wrong?” He says as if I am bluffing.
“Yes, you are wrong. There is a person I will stay for, but he is not a woman and I doubt he can help me repopulate my clan.” I say, humor leaking into my tone. He is so dense sometimes. I lick my lips and watch him digest the information I'd just fed him.
“Who?” He can't help but ask. I shake my head and move closer to him still. I press a hand to his tanned cheek, the whisker scars surprisingly soft beneath my palm. I smile as I move my lips closer to his.
“You, dobe.” I say before sealing our lips together. He stiffens against me for a brief moment before he accepts and responds to my kiss. The taste of cinnamon fills my mouth and I press closer to him, pulling him to me as I wrap my arms around his waist. I've dreamed of this in my mind for years. I've dreamed of kissing him once more. His arms wrap around my neck hesitantly as if he's afraid that if he touches me, I'll disappear. He is wrong. I am never leaving him again.
I am not expecting it when he begins to cry again. It so strange, seeing a ninja cry like this, but I understand. It must have been hard to lose me for so long and to hold onto hope for years. I just hold him close as he cries into my chest.
“I've waited years to hear you say that.” He says hoarsely. I nod.
“And I've waited years to say it, dobe.” I reply, stroking his silky hair lightly. I don't really know what else to do. I have no idea what happens now.
“So, what now?” His voice is soft and coarse from his tears, but I hear him loud and clear. I bite my lip.
“Well, I don't know for sure, but I guess, we get to know each other again. And Naruto, you have to know that if you want me, I am a package now, you get my daughter too.” I reply after thinking for a moment. I can't be with him if he can't accept Haru with me.
He nods in understanding, “ I always wanted a family. When can I meet her?” He asks, a smile already pulling up his lips. I feel my own smile tugging at the right corner of my mouth.
“Anytime you want.” I say, smiling fully now. He nods and then opens his mouth to reply.
“Now.”
TBC...
Warnings: Angst, WAFF, swearing, etc...
“Tell me what my hands were made forTell me who my mouth was made forAnd please don't be mad at meYou'll get what you ask forCome on come on come onSo very close to what you had expectedIt makes it hard to keep my head up levelTell me I'm what your hands were made forTell me I'm who your mouth was made forAnd if you come down on meWell you'll get what you ask forCome on come on come on.”
- 'Come On' by Tegan and Sara
Chapter 5: You and Me
Two days have gone by since Sakura's visit and I have finally decided to follow her advice. I am walking towards where I remember his apartment to be. I am shaking, shivering really as I approach his door. Some part of me hopes he won't answer as I raise my fist to knock on the rough wood of his door. I breathe a heavy sigh as I wait. I hear the footsteps as he walks towards the door to open it. I have masked my chakra to insure that he will actually answer in case he hates me now. The door lets out a shriek of protest as he opens it and the tinkling of shattering china reaches my ears as he lays eyes on me.
I regard him silently. He's so different. My eyes travel the length of him. He stands now at no less than 5”10, his eyes a stunning shade of sapphire that speaks of heartache and pain, his hair still shines golden, but is longer now, gone is the orange of his childhood, replaced with ninja blacks and jounin vest. I am shocked. He's beautiful and I have no words.
Finally, he moves. I was not expecting him to propel himself into my arms, pressing himself in so tightly to me and wrapping his arms around my neck. I blink away my surprise and return his embrace, entwining my own arms around his slim waist and breathing in his scent, citrus and sunshine. I smile and hold him. I don't know exactly when he begins to cry, but I can feel the sobs as the wrack his body. I just hold him tighter.
Eventually, when he has regained his composure, he pulls me inside the house. He quickly tidies the china that he had dropped when he first saw me on his doorstep and prepares tea for the both of us. I accept a cup gratefully and seat myself on his plush couch. It is new to me. He soon joins me.
“Did you find what you were looking for?” He asks, looking at me seriously. I set my tea down and meet his eyes.
“No, I found something, but not what I had been hoping to find.” I reply softly. I had hoped to find vengeance and instead, I'd gained humility. Naruto nods slowly.
“Are you back for good?” Another question from his lips in a voice that is different from the one I remember, but no less pleasant. I find myself drawing slightly closer to him as I nod.
“I have things to bind me here now.” I say, not really realizing the words I'd spoken until his eyes widened in question.
“Things?” he echoes quietly. I shift uncomfortably as I debate on answering truthfully.
“Yes, I have my daughter to think of now.” I decide as a reply, but it is only half of the reason that I have vowed to stay here.
“Yeah, I'd heard you'd had a kid. How did that come about?” He states, sipping his tea. His tone is unreadable.
“I was traveling through many villages after I defeated Orochimaru when I came across a town that had obviously been attacked. It seemed completely deserted with corpses as the only occupants, but I was proven wrong when I heard crying, wailing really. It was a baby, no more than eight months old. I couldn't very well leave her there alone, so I took her with me and she has been with me since.” I explained, smiling at the thought of my daughter.
“You've gotten softer.” He says, watching me. I snort.
“Children have that effect on people, I suppose.” I reply, looking at him. He seems as though he is thinking. I wait.
“Sakura said you were hoping to see someone here in the village. Is this someone your other reason to stay?” he asks after a moment. I breathe in sharply. It doesn't escape his notice. “I'm sorry, you don't have to tell me about her if you don't want to.” He says sincerely, even though there is sadness in his voice.
“What makes you so sure it is a she?” I ask curiously. I wonder if perhaps he has forgotten the kiss I initiated all those years ago.
“Well, I just figured you would come back to get married and have a few brats to repopulate your clan or something. Are you telling me I am wrong?” He says as if I am bluffing.
“Yes, you are wrong. There is a person I will stay for, but he is not a woman and I doubt he can help me repopulate my clan.” I say, humor leaking into my tone. He is so dense sometimes. I lick my lips and watch him digest the information I'd just fed him.
“Who?” He can't help but ask. I shake my head and move closer to him still. I press a hand to his tanned cheek, the whisker scars surprisingly soft beneath my palm. I smile as I move my lips closer to his.
“You, dobe.” I say before sealing our lips together. He stiffens against me for a brief moment before he accepts and responds to my kiss. The taste of cinnamon fills my mouth and I press closer to him, pulling him to me as I wrap my arms around his waist. I've dreamed of this in my mind for years. I've dreamed of kissing him once more. His arms wrap around my neck hesitantly as if he's afraid that if he touches me, I'll disappear. He is wrong. I am never leaving him again.
I am not expecting it when he begins to cry again. It so strange, seeing a ninja cry like this, but I understand. It must have been hard to lose me for so long and to hold onto hope for years. I just hold him close as he cries into my chest.
“I've waited years to hear you say that.” He says hoarsely. I nod.
“And I've waited years to say it, dobe.” I reply, stroking his silky hair lightly. I don't really know what else to do. I have no idea what happens now.
“So, what now?” His voice is soft and coarse from his tears, but I hear him loud and clear. I bite my lip.
“Well, I don't know for sure, but I guess, we get to know each other again. And Naruto, you have to know that if you want me, I am a package now, you get my daughter too.” I reply after thinking for a moment. I can't be with him if he can't accept Haru with me.
He nods in understanding, “ I always wanted a family. When can I meet her?” He asks, a smile already pulling up his lips. I feel my own smile tugging at the right corner of my mouth.
“Anytime you want.” I say, smiling fully now. He nods and then opens his mouth to reply.
“Now.”
TBC...