Three words I only say to you

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We were walking on our way home to Sasuke, as we had just been to the movie theatre and seen Prometheus, and the sky was in a  calm, baby blue/Yellow colour. I looked had my arm around his waist, and he had his around mine. "So that one was not how I thought it would be." I stated lightly, and he laughed. "No, it was not." He answered and I chuckled. "I thought it would be as good as the others" He added, and I gave him a questioning look, and he rolled his eyes. " Imagine the moonlanding." I nodded. " And then imagine you're listening to the first man walking on the moon from the radio transmitter down here on earth." He continued. "And then suddenly he says: 'There's a alien snake here'. And you can hear a snake hiss through the radio, right?" I nodded, waiting for his point. "Now imagine after the hiss, you hear him saying: ' I'm going to touch it." I started laughing, and he laughed with me. 

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I stopped at the gates of the...Of the  frickin' mansion he was trying to pass off as house! "What are you gaping at?" He raised his brows, a smile still on his lips. "You seriously LIVE here?" I asked, eyes wide. "Yes.. Its not the first time you've been here." He gave me a amused look and started walking up the pathway. "Yes but.. It was dark, and I came by cab up to the door and..Is that a greenhouse?" He nodded. "Holy....." I simply stared at everything, and he smiled, shaking his head slightly. "Why did you even come and stay by my one-feet appartement? " I asked, trailing off against the end, suddenly feeling sort of emberassed of my small home. He turned to me, eyebrows slightly knitted. "It doesn't matter, as long as I'm with you." I smiled, all of a sudden feeling shy, unworthy of sorts, and looked down to the tips of my converse. Then soft lips met mine, and a hand gently cradled my chin in such a supple, affectionate way it made my heart swell. "I mean it." He murmured, and I pressed back, in a gentle way. He broke away, and I smiled genuinly. Before I meat him, I might only have given of one of these smiles once a year. But now it was a everyday thing. And it felt good. He took out his keys, and started unlocking the door. I looked up, and saw one of the many windows brightly shining. "Someones home?" I mumbled, trying to imagine how it would feel to come home to a family. He turned to me, a surprised look on his face, brows furrowed. "I live alone." He said, a almost normal tone, but with something underneath I haven't heard before. "What about your family?" I asked, I couldn't help but wonder. He turned back to the door. "I thought you would have heard about it." He answered, and now it was my turn to furrow my brows. "They passed away a long time ago." He continued, and my eyes widened. "What about your brother?" I asked, suddenly feeling connected to him in a whole new way. He understands. "What about him?" He gave off a bitter smile, and I felt a cold feeling in my stomach. "How was it?" I asked lowly, low enough so he could pretend he didn't hear if he didn't want to answer.  He opened the door and gestured for me to come in. "What?" He asked, sounding a bit tired. I wondered if I shouldn't ask, but he was the only one I felt I could ask, I don't know why. "To.. Have parents." I murmured, stepping inside and taking off my shoes. I heard the door close behind me, and  I stood up straight, waiting. "It was..A family to come home to. People who you could avoid for a year and they would still know you better than anyone else. They were the people who you came home and ate dinner with, that you had a....So strong bond with." I felt tears start to form in my eyes. "That must be great to have." "It is" He answered. I turned to him, and for a moment he was uncovered. For a moment he had no walls,no restrictions. His shoulders were hanging as if he had been walking for way too long, and it made me want to walk next to him, and let him rest as I helped him carry his weight of emotions and memories. His eyes were glossy, but not teary, as if he had already cried it out. But yet, you could see his strenght, however cracked and beaten, shine through his posture and eyes. And then that fleeting moment was gone, and he straightened up under my gaze, I almost questioned if I had actually seen it. He stood straight and looked into my eyes, and I knew he could see all emotions playing in there. "I'm sorry for your loss." I said sincerely. I didn't wish for this to happen to anyone. He gave a small nod, and I knitted my eyebrows slightly. "I've never had anyone." I stated, and he looked at me with a unreadable expression. "You see, everyone in my old school, even the teachers, hated me." I continued. "And everyday I would come home with new bruises, home to a empty appartement, and try to stitch myself together." I smiled slighty. "I really dont know anything about how it feels to be loved, because no one has never felt that for me. And I dont really know what its like to love, since I've never been able to find someone to love." I looked up at him, and I felt my lower vision blurr slightly with small pools of water. "So I guess you could say I don't know anything about love. But there's one thing I know. One thing I know for sure." I stepped up to him, my hands wrapping loosely around his neck. "One thing. One single thing." My eyebrows joined, and I swallowed, bracing myself for whatever he would answer back. "One thing... I love you." His widened slightly, and I continued, wanting to let it all out while I had the chance. "I love you, all of you, something I've never felt before. I've always felt incomplete, no family, no friends, nothing but myself. But you, you changed that, and it makes me feel that, even if I would continue to be hated for the rest of my life, it would be alright, I could bear it. As long as I have you. I love you." I closed my eyes, every moment he didn't answer bringing me deeper down into insecurity and a sense of loosing myself. I leaned my forehead against his. "I love you, I love you, I love you..." I chanted to myself in a murmuring voice, feeling a tear slide down my cheek, when my chanting was stopped by him, placing a pale finger over my lips, and looking me deep into my eyes. "I love you. I love you more then anyone or anything else." He said clearly, and I could see that he meant it. My heart nearly bursted, and our lips joined, passionatly but caring, soft, and tender.

,every touch being a faint whisper of our skin. I felt myself getting lost in the sensation, and I knew. I knew then, and there.This is what its like to be loved.

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Emmilou: Im so sorry for disappearing! 

Naruto: What happened?? You were gone for two weeks!

Emmilou: I know , I know, I'm sorry!!

Kiba: And Im still not here!

Emmilou: Everyone, I'm sorry! As a make up gift, I'm making the next chapter a....Yaoi *wink wink* chapter!

Naruto: You can't buy us up with gifts!!

Sasuke: Oh yes she can. I forgive you, now give me yaoi!

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