Laughing At Myself
emoDlolita
Pairing: Haku x Zabuza, Naruto x Sasuke, Gaara x Sasuke, Kakashi x Naruto
Rating: PG-13 (possibly R in later chapter)
Notes: For this, the ages have been changed just for the hell of it k? I don't own Naruto and any of the other characters and such. This is a YAOI fic, meaning that there is boy x boy action. It's written in various POVs.
Chapter 1: Fires
The crackle of the campfire shook me awake. It was in the middle of the night. Crickets chirped all around us and the smell of burning embers filled our noses. He didn't speak and neither did I. He eyed me out of the corner of his eyes and then looked away before poking at the fire gently. The flames jumped upwards and licked the side of the stick he was using to prod the fire.
A gentle wind blew through the trees and it ruffled my hair slightly. I didn't move. I didn't like to move when I didn't have to. I could hear my own breathing... slow and balanced. I was sure he could here it too. The mask I usually wore was cast aside to my right. I liked to hide behind it. He liked to hide behind one too.
But I was the only one who ever saw what was beneath it. He looked at me again and I could feel his eyes move over me. The bandages he wore were wrapped loosely around his neck, exposing his mouth and the rest of his face. That was what was behind his mask...
"It's late..." he said quietly. Simply. I looked over at him from where I was sitting on a tree stump. I nodded and went back to staring at the fire. It reminded me of his eyes. The red and orange danced around on top of the blackening wood. Their arms moved around their heads, and they danced to invisible and inaudible music.
"I'm going to sleep." he stated coldly.
With that, he slumped off of the rock he was using as a chair and grabbed a blanket out of his sack. He settled down on the soft dirt floor in front of the fire. The blanket layed gently on top of his scared body. He had his back turned to me... but I knew his eyes weren't closed. They never were. I recalled the way he looked at me. I could never quite figure out what he was trying to say to me. Even if he told me verbally what he wanted... his eyes would contradict his words and I would smile and do what he told me to.
I did everything he said. Kill, fight, bleed... die. He would insult me and call me worthless. I knew he didn't mean it. He needed me and I needed him. We were a team... I knew I was still being used after all of these years, but I knew he would silently apologize every time I killed someone.
My eyes began to droop and I could feel the scent of rain on the air. It was very distinctive, like flowers crushed between to stones then thrown into a puddle. It was fresh and wet, just like rain. A rain to wash everything away.
It wasn't for another hour or so that it started to actually rain. It slide off of the leaves of the trees high above us. I was still sitting in the same place. He didn't move. I knew he wasn't asleep though. His body moved as he breathed and the blanket became spotted as the rain hit it.
"Zabuza-san..." I breathed, getting up slowly and walking over to where his 'sleeping' form was. He didn't move, but I knew he heard me. I knelt down behind him, his back still facing me.
He rolled over slowly, his arm resting on his chest. The rain crashed against our bodies and I could fell the ground shake as a low rumble of thunder crawled through the ground. He eyed me cautiously then sat up.
"What do you want...?" he said. He had removed the bandages exposing his neck. I could make out two round scars there from where I had "killed" him only a few days earlier.
I looked at him in the face but then turned away.
"Do... Do we have to go back to Gatou?" I asked quietly. I could now feel the wetness through my robes and I looked over to where my mask lay discarded by the now hissing fire. The yellow dancers had all died and a slow dance of mist began as the flames were blotted out by the rain.
He looked at me intensely and I felt him move as he sat up.
"No... we don't..." he said a rasp in his voice. His eyes were dark, the flames no longer reflecting themselves in them. I nodded and went back to face him.
It was then that he did something I didn't expect. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me. My eyes widened as his muscular arms tightened around my soaking clothes. He was equally as wet and the skin of his shoulder was pressed against my cheek. I didn't ask why he did this... but he just held me for a while.
"Haku." He whispered against my neck. I looked past his shoulder and was greeted with darkness in all directions. It was still raining and the sound of the drops echoed in the clearing.
"Yeah?" I said.
"Why haven't you left me already?" He asked again, the rasp now gone.
This question caught me a little off guard and he fell silent.
"Because I believe in you." I said, my own arms now fitting themselves loosely around his toned waist.
I'm using you, you know..." he trailed off, at this he tightened his grip on me slightly and I closed my eyes.
"I know... I don't mind."
He asked me why.
"Because as long as I can be with you... I don't mind being your weapon... Zabuza-san."
'That's all I'll ever be... right?' I thought to myself as he leaned back. We fell to the ground and he pulled me with him. I couldn't see his face as he held me against him. The wet blanket followed me and he pressed his face against my neck.
"Is it wrong to love a weapon?" He whispered.
"No."
The rain kept falling and the last thing I remembered was him kissing the top of my head.
I fell asleep and didn't dream about anything in particular. I saw his face though.
Okay so that was chapter one. There isn't much plot yet, I'm working on developing their characters. This story takes place after Haku and Zabuza initially fight Kakashi and naruto/Sasuke/Sakura. But it never goes into the whole Bridge thing. So this will ultimately end up being AU, as soon as I figure out where this is ultimately going.
Comments please? Tell me what you think, k?
This is my first Naruto fanfic. I'm trying!!
THANK YOU!! ::hugs::
emoDlolita
Pairing: Haku x Zabuza, Naruto x Sasuke, Gaara x Sasuke, Kakashi x Naruto
Rating: PG-13 (possibly R in later chapter)
Notes: For this, the ages have been changed just for the hell of it k? I don't own Naruto and any of the other characters and such. This is a YAOI fic, meaning that there is boy x boy action. It's written in various POVs.
Chapter 1: Fires
The crackle of the campfire shook me awake. It was in the middle of the night. Crickets chirped all around us and the smell of burning embers filled our noses. He didn't speak and neither did I. He eyed me out of the corner of his eyes and then looked away before poking at the fire gently. The flames jumped upwards and licked the side of the stick he was using to prod the fire.
A gentle wind blew through the trees and it ruffled my hair slightly. I didn't move. I didn't like to move when I didn't have to. I could hear my own breathing... slow and balanced. I was sure he could here it too. The mask I usually wore was cast aside to my right. I liked to hide behind it. He liked to hide behind one too.
But I was the only one who ever saw what was beneath it. He looked at me again and I could feel his eyes move over me. The bandages he wore were wrapped loosely around his neck, exposing his mouth and the rest of his face. That was what was behind his mask...
"It's late..." he said quietly. Simply. I looked over at him from where I was sitting on a tree stump. I nodded and went back to staring at the fire. It reminded me of his eyes. The red and orange danced around on top of the blackening wood. Their arms moved around their heads, and they danced to invisible and inaudible music.
"I'm going to sleep." he stated coldly.
With that, he slumped off of the rock he was using as a chair and grabbed a blanket out of his sack. He settled down on the soft dirt floor in front of the fire. The blanket layed gently on top of his scared body. He had his back turned to me... but I knew his eyes weren't closed. They never were. I recalled the way he looked at me. I could never quite figure out what he was trying to say to me. Even if he told me verbally what he wanted... his eyes would contradict his words and I would smile and do what he told me to.
I did everything he said. Kill, fight, bleed... die. He would insult me and call me worthless. I knew he didn't mean it. He needed me and I needed him. We were a team... I knew I was still being used after all of these years, but I knew he would silently apologize every time I killed someone.
My eyes began to droop and I could feel the scent of rain on the air. It was very distinctive, like flowers crushed between to stones then thrown into a puddle. It was fresh and wet, just like rain. A rain to wash everything away.
It wasn't for another hour or so that it started to actually rain. It slide off of the leaves of the trees high above us. I was still sitting in the same place. He didn't move. I knew he wasn't asleep though. His body moved as he breathed and the blanket became spotted as the rain hit it.
"Zabuza-san..." I breathed, getting up slowly and walking over to where his 'sleeping' form was. He didn't move, but I knew he heard me. I knelt down behind him, his back still facing me.
He rolled over slowly, his arm resting on his chest. The rain crashed against our bodies and I could fell the ground shake as a low rumble of thunder crawled through the ground. He eyed me cautiously then sat up.
"What do you want...?" he said. He had removed the bandages exposing his neck. I could make out two round scars there from where I had "killed" him only a few days earlier.
I looked at him in the face but then turned away.
"Do... Do we have to go back to Gatou?" I asked quietly. I could now feel the wetness through my robes and I looked over to where my mask lay discarded by the now hissing fire. The yellow dancers had all died and a slow dance of mist began as the flames were blotted out by the rain.
He looked at me intensely and I felt him move as he sat up.
"No... we don't..." he said a rasp in his voice. His eyes were dark, the flames no longer reflecting themselves in them. I nodded and went back to face him.
It was then that he did something I didn't expect. He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me. My eyes widened as his muscular arms tightened around my soaking clothes. He was equally as wet and the skin of his shoulder was pressed against my cheek. I didn't ask why he did this... but he just held me for a while.
"Haku." He whispered against my neck. I looked past his shoulder and was greeted with darkness in all directions. It was still raining and the sound of the drops echoed in the clearing.
"Yeah?" I said.
"Why haven't you left me already?" He asked again, the rasp now gone.
This question caught me a little off guard and he fell silent.
"Because I believe in you." I said, my own arms now fitting themselves loosely around his toned waist.
I'm using you, you know..." he trailed off, at this he tightened his grip on me slightly and I closed my eyes.
"I know... I don't mind."
He asked me why.
"Because as long as I can be with you... I don't mind being your weapon... Zabuza-san."
'That's all I'll ever be... right?' I thought to myself as he leaned back. We fell to the ground and he pulled me with him. I couldn't see his face as he held me against him. The wet blanket followed me and he pressed his face against my neck.
"Is it wrong to love a weapon?" He whispered.
"No."
The rain kept falling and the last thing I remembered was him kissing the top of my head.
I fell asleep and didn't dream about anything in particular. I saw his face though.
Okay so that was chapter one. There isn't much plot yet, I'm working on developing their characters. This story takes place after Haku and Zabuza initially fight Kakashi and naruto/Sasuke/Sakura. But it never goes into the whole Bridge thing. So this will ultimately end up being AU, as soon as I figure out where this is ultimately going.
Comments please? Tell me what you think, k?
This is my first Naruto fanfic. I'm trying!!
THANK YOU!! ::hugs::