First of all, let me blind everyone and make my inner child pretty happy:
Happy New Year!
Tehehe... Okay. Now I'm good about it.
I am quite well, lots of work to do, including some extra translation job. So when I get home all I see and do is translating, dictionaries and a text processor. It is funny, I'm loving it, but I haven't read as much as fics as I'd like to.
All this introduction to tell that my Muse has been harassing me since last year. And honestly, I don't mind, principally 'cause she's quite understanding and inspires me to write wonderful things principally Goddess oriented poems, and short stories.
But lately, she's been teasing me to write drabbles. Naruto drabbles. In English.
OOOkkay.
Not that my English skills are bad, but it isn't my first language, and of course I have more words and style on my own language (Brazilian Portuguese, btw)...
*Muse stares at Mikky*
*Mikky stares at Muse*... Okay. I'll do it.
So I did... while commuting to/from work.
Enjoy, and give me your feedback!
And beware... they might be a little spoilerish for the ones that haven't, by any chance, followed the manga/anime 'til the end of the first phase.
You know, dobe, watching the days pass by sometimes makes me forget things. The very same ones I know I have to do... And I let my mind wander... Doing that is dangerous, you see, 'cause if, for one single second, I forget my goals, all my resilience flies away.
I thought I'd severed all the bonds I've ever had. I was wrong.
But you see, I had to... I had to...
Every time I hear someone carrying Konoha news here in this fucking hole, I strain a little to hear... And my stomach flips when I hear you've been searching for me.
But you know, dobe, I can't let all this just go...
I'm not trusting, like you. I'm not loyal, like you. I'm not as damn fierce and brave as you are. I just take the path I know well. And I hide. Like I've been doing my whole life. All my miserable life.
It was damn easy to maintain that empty face when I saw you both. Keep things hidden is my specialty.
Why don't you just forget? It's easier... for me, for you, for everyone. Maybe if I wore my heart upon my sleeve, like you, I'd have already given up... Everything.
But you know, dobe, watching your eyes for a while made me stronger.
I know I'm twisted, completely mind fucked. And I do all the opposite things I'd like to do, like someone being played... like a puppet.
Cut the strings for me. I can't.
Limbs entangled. Breathing... breathing.
Onyx eyes open.
He wonders why his leg is dormant. And what kind of pillow rumbles? His head turns aside and his eyes meet golden skin, strong muscles and... whiskers?
FUCK.
Onyx eyes wander up and down, here and there, and then realizes that his leg is asleep because there's a bubble gum head laying there.
DOUBLE FUCK.
He tries to slip away from his ex-teammates. He really tries. And then gives up. Not only 'cause he's comfortable, but also because the ones there are them... and with them he doesn't care... no more.
There's a 3rd one which I haven't finished yet. As soon as I finish, and have some time to post, I'll do it.
FEEDBACK WELCOME!
Note: Thanks, ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
sarolynne for the quick beta! *hugs*
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