(Naruto) Why?
Why ask questions when the answer is right in front of you?
Why?
Sometimes, when he stares at her, he wonders why. Why does he care for her-it is not yet love. Why, for even though she is nothing special, she means nearly everything to him? Why, when she is not much, just another person, she is the only person he sees? Why is it that even when he is alone, he sees her everywhere? Why?
Maybe it is how she looks. At first she appears to be some exotic beauty, with coral hair and brilliant eyes. There is a pale white glow to her skin, reminding him of the moon. Her fingers are slender, and she walks lightly, moving with grace. However, once he gets past those first few moments, he notices that she isn’t as amazing as she first seemed. Her hair, though vibrant and soft, actually has several split ends and rough patches. Her eyes might be an eye-catching emerald but other people have green eyes too. And, even though she has a striking face, her forehead is slightly large and her figure is normal. She is also very clumsy, tripping over nothing sometimes. If he compares her to other kunoichi, such as Ino, she isn’t that noticeable. In the end, she isn’t beautiful, just plain.
Maybe it is her mind. She is one of the smartest kunoichi of her age, maybe one of the smartest alive these days. She could cleverly make traps and figure out what to do in a situation. When needed, she could make plans and get herself safely out of trouble. However, for all of her quick-thinking, she still can’t face a crisis calmly. Even though she is sharp, she can be dense sometimes, not realizing that men were flirting with her (or the increase of hospital patients after). Her intelligence is weighed out by her naivety.
Then, maybe it is her personality. She has a motherly streak to her, making sure that Naruto and he eat enough. When her best friends need someone to talk to, she is there to listen. And she doesn’t just limit herself to her friends. She is caring to others as well, making sure that she heals every patient. She is also cheerful and fun, the life of every party, giving people something to smile about. However, she sometimes takes on too much work, for even when she is tired and worn out, she keeps working. Even though she acts like a mother to them, she sometimes fails to realize that she reminds them of the mothers they’ve lost. Of the family he has lost and can’t regain. Though she is considerate and caring, she sometimes lets her temper take over, turning her into a rampaging monster. Her sweet side is outmatched by her ferocity.
So why does he care so much about her? Sasuke doesn’t know the answer to that. He doesn’t know why, whenever she is out of his sight, he notices and subtlety looks for her. He doesn’t know why, when she disappears during a mission, he worries. Why, whenever he fights, he keeps an eye on her to make sure she is safe. Why he feels something heavy, a heaviness that tightens in his chest and eats away at his stomach, whenever she cries or is hurt. Why, whenever she talks to some male, he gets angry and tries to distract her away from them. That when she is sad and heartbroken, he wants to (but never does) hold and comfort her, telling her that everything will be ok. Why he sometimes wants to stroke her soft, cropped tresses and hold her soft, healing hands.
Maybe she isn’t beautiful. Maybe she isn’t all that smart. Maybe she can be the devil himself sometimes. However, to him, she is perfect.
Her emerald eyes contain an innocence that is lost to the world, drowning him in even more. Her childish ideas, though sometimes impossible, continue to show him that not everything is corrupt. Though she yells and punches, he constantly is captivated by her behavior. Every touch, gentle when she is healing, rough when she is angry, bespells him more.
After trying to figure out why she is enchanting to him, he gives up. For, no matter how many answers he tries to find, he only gets more questions. He only notices more things about her; small things that give him even more to wonder about. Like, why does she like jumping down from trees or why is she afraid of horses? And then, after trying to find words to describe it, he realizes something. That he is in deeper than he thought, stuck in a feeling that he doesn’t want to leave. A feeling that he cannot name, words cannot place, and will always change him. For….
Love is indescribable and indefinable. It is just there, waiting to be found.
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A/N: -Author looks through story again- Ano…I don’t know what I was thinking when I wrote this. It is seriously something that I shouldn’t have posted.
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But I was trying to clear up my notebook. So I had to get it out of the way.
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My other romance story is much better.