Intensity and Stability - ShikaNaru
Written for 30_kisses.
Title: Intensity and Stability
Author/Artist: Liana/Airenko
Characters/Pairing: Nara Shikamaru, Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto, Shikamaru/Naruto
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: #19, Red
Disclaimer: Naruto and characters belong to Kishimoto Masashi.
Warning: BL
Rating: PG
Summary: Naruto loved the color red, but he did not like it.
Red reminded him of destructive flames, of uncontrollable passion, of unimaginable intensity, and of animosity so deep it leaked through every pore.
It reminded him of Sasuke.
Green reminded him of dense forests, of calming love, of hidden emotions, and of wisdom that belonged only to the sages years before their time.
It reminded him of Shikamaru.
They were different, opposites, but Naruto did not find one better than the other - each had what the other lacked and both had what he was missing. However, overtime, Naruto began to lose his interest in the color red. It became too unpredictable, just as Sasuke had. He could never be certain that if he reached out he would not be burned.
Red was fire, red was lust. Sasuke was the same. He would kiss Naruto with such devotion one moment and the next he was pushing the blond away. Naruto never knew what red he would get if he talked to Sasuke - it could be a deadly flame or intoxicating passion - and it was this hesitation that finally sent them different ways.
Naruto loved the color red, but he did not like it.
The color green was different. It had depth of emotion that was not easily discovered, unlike red which found no use to suppress what it felt. Instead of passion, green had love. Instead of intensity, green had reliability. Shikamaru was the same. Naruto had always over-looked the color green even though the leaves on the trees and the grass below his feet were of it. Just like green was always there, Shikamaru was too.
He had never realized what stability was like until Shikamaru had offered a shoulder to cry on when Sasuke had left. He never realized what compassion was like until Shikamaru had wrapped his arms securely around his waist. And he never realized what genuine love was like until Shikamaru had softly kissed his lips in a way that was undemanding...completely different from Sasuke.
While green may have been scarce with the same passion and intensity as red, Naruto found himself preferring the gentleness and tranquility that green had to offer for he no longer had the fear of being burned.
Title: Intensity and Stability
Author/Artist: Liana/Airenko
Characters/Pairing: Nara Shikamaru, Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto, Shikamaru/Naruto
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: #19, Red
Disclaimer: Naruto and characters belong to Kishimoto Masashi.
Warning: BL
Rating: PG
Summary: Naruto loved the color red, but he did not like it.
Red reminded him of destructive flames, of uncontrollable passion, of unimaginable intensity, and of animosity so deep it leaked through every pore.
It reminded him of Sasuke.
Green reminded him of dense forests, of calming love, of hidden emotions, and of wisdom that belonged only to the sages years before their time.
It reminded him of Shikamaru.
They were different, opposites, but Naruto did not find one better than the other - each had what the other lacked and both had what he was missing. However, overtime, Naruto began to lose his interest in the color red. It became too unpredictable, just as Sasuke had. He could never be certain that if he reached out he would not be burned.
Red was fire, red was lust. Sasuke was the same. He would kiss Naruto with such devotion one moment and the next he was pushing the blond away. Naruto never knew what red he would get if he talked to Sasuke - it could be a deadly flame or intoxicating passion - and it was this hesitation that finally sent them different ways.
Naruto loved the color red, but he did not like it.
The color green was different. It had depth of emotion that was not easily discovered, unlike red which found no use to suppress what it felt. Instead of passion, green had love. Instead of intensity, green had reliability. Shikamaru was the same. Naruto had always over-looked the color green even though the leaves on the trees and the grass below his feet were of it. Just like green was always there, Shikamaru was too.
He had never realized what stability was like until Shikamaru had offered a shoulder to cry on when Sasuke had left. He never realized what compassion was like until Shikamaru had wrapped his arms securely around his waist. And he never realized what genuine love was like until Shikamaru had softly kissed his lips in a way that was undemanding...completely different from Sasuke.
While green may have been scarce with the same passion and intensity as red, Naruto found himself preferring the gentleness and tranquility that green had to offer for he no longer had the fear of being burned.