goodbye.
Fandom: Naruto
Characters: Hatake Kakashi & Haruno Sakura
Prompt: 30. kiss
Word Count: 258
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
Notes: Written for 30 kisses. Prompt table is here.
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There is nothing as he stares into her eyes. Those twin pools of melting emerald that have captivated him so completely, the two sparkling gems that belong to the woman that has bewitched him body and soul...they see through him, to somewhere faraway.
Today, there is no smile in her eyes. There is no spark that comes with the mirth of her laughter; there is nothing but the bleakness of someone who is lost. He notices her cheeks are hollow, her skin almost ashen. Her lips, once so deliciously pink and luscious, are cracked and dry, but he does not care.
She takes a small step towards the immobile man hesitantly, as if regretting the movement with every step she took. But at last she reaches him, and a pale arm stretches out to reach him. It never gets there, as she retracts it before it lifts even two inches away from her body.
"Goodbye, Kakashi," she whispers as her eyes flutter shut. "I'll be seeing you."
He allows her to lean in to give him a chaste kiss on the fabric of his masked face, but what he really wants to do, more than anything, is to hiss liar. He would give anything to gather the fragile woman into his arms, to hold her and to never let go.
But he doesn't. And so he is silent as he stands watching as her sickly figure retreats from him, towards the masked man waiting by the gate.
Perhaps in the next life, she'll hold true to her promise.
Characters: Hatake Kakashi & Haruno Sakura
Prompt: 30. kiss
Word Count: 258
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto
Notes: Written for 30 kisses. Prompt table is here.
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There is nothing as he stares into her eyes. Those twin pools of melting emerald that have captivated him so completely, the two sparkling gems that belong to the woman that has bewitched him body and soul...they see through him, to somewhere faraway.
Today, there is no smile in her eyes. There is no spark that comes with the mirth of her laughter; there is nothing but the bleakness of someone who is lost. He notices her cheeks are hollow, her skin almost ashen. Her lips, once so deliciously pink and luscious, are cracked and dry, but he does not care.
She takes a small step towards the immobile man hesitantly, as if regretting the movement with every step she took. But at last she reaches him, and a pale arm stretches out to reach him. It never gets there, as she retracts it before it lifts even two inches away from her body.
"Goodbye, Kakashi," she whispers as her eyes flutter shut. "I'll be seeing you."
He allows her to lean in to give him a chaste kiss on the fabric of his masked face, but what he really wants to do, more than anything, is to hiss liar. He would give anything to gather the fragile woman into his arms, to hold her and to never let go.
But he doesn't. And so he is silent as he stands watching as her sickly figure retreats from him, towards the masked man waiting by the gate.
Perhaps in the next life, she'll hold true to her promise.