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A Fine Fine Line	By : eksimenrol Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Naruto/Sakura Views: 5904 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author notes:� As I said, chapter two is here, and so far
the Manga hasn�t been updated, so no changes, to be honest, as long as you�ve
read up to 311ish, then you�ll be okay.�
I�ll get the next chapter to you as soon as I get the fourth written, I
kinda want to stay one ahead in case of writers block or something.

Chapter Two:
What Dreams May Come

�� Eh?�� The beautiful blossom is looking at me, and I
can�t remember what I was thinking of before she called my name.� I can�t might the blush that creeps across my
face, the sun is blocked by her head, its rays lighting the edges of her pink
hair.� Her beautiful features become more
goddess like, and the beauty does nothing to stop my blush.� �Sorry about that Sakura-chan.� I�m almost
unable to say my apology for staring at her for all those minutes; the
breathlessness of her beauty is so overwhelming.

�� I�m so
absorbed by her beauty that I don�t see the fire burning in her eyes.� Nor do I see the fist coming at my head.� However both do make their presences known
when I find myself plastered to the ground.�
In the mix of mumbled curses leaving her lips I hear �Stupid pervert�
repeated many times.� I�m not sure what I
did to warrant the dizzying blow to my head, but I�m not going to argue with
Sakura over this.� If she hit me and was
calling me a pervert, it was because I did something perverted, and no amount
of fighting the issue will change that fact.

�� I can�t
help but think back to our last mission and how badly I fucked up.� Sauske, that bastard, he was right there,
staring me in the face and I couldn�t do a thing about it.� Not one damn thing!� And Sakura, well she�s barely even noticing
anything right now.� She�s looking so
down right now.� And I can�t blame her
really, after seeing him, I miss him too.�
I miss him and I hate him, I hate what he�s done to her.� Hell I hate what he�s done to the both of
us.� He says he has to cut all his bonds
to free his power, he can�t see where our true power comes from.� Sakura, she gets hers from her desire to help
her friends, the keep them from harm.�
Myself, I gain my strength from my friends too, I gain my power to keep
them safe, to keep everyone I hold dear safe.�
Love is out power, the love for those we care about.

�� Sauske only
gains power from hate.� But love lasts,
it grows it stretches.� Love last through
trials, through hardships, and it grows stronger.� Hate festers, it pools, and it sits to be
called upon, to be used and discarded.�
Hate can�t last; it is impossible for hate to survive time.� Hate must be brewed and consumed for its
power to be useful.� But hate burns, it
chars all it touches, and only the strongest of people can hold onto hate for
so long a time and not be touched, corrupted by it�s evil.� Sauske is strong, but after today, I�m not
sure if he�s completely above the influence of that evil.

�� Sakura
looks at me, and I can see the fear in her eyes, and the question behind
them.� Can we bring him back?� Can
we stop the evil that has corrupted our friend?�
It scares me that I�m not sure if it can be done.� But I vowed I would bring him home to her, I
vowed and I will keep my vow.� It is my
way.� I always keep my promises, I always
pull through.� And I will pull thorough!� He means
too much to us to be forgotten, too much to let him loose his way so easily.

�� We�ve
already made it back to the village, and in the hours that have past since
Sakura beat me and now I have one hard truth to face.� I need to become stronger, which means I need
help.� But who could help me; I�m not
even sure where to begin.� Thoughts of
who could help me ran through my brain as I fell into my bed that night, and
when dawn came not an answer was with it.

�� The sun
rose quite early that day, too early for my liking.� Try as I might I couldn�t seem to escape the
rays that harassed my face.� Thankfully I
found a spot of shelter from the offending light.� Sighing happily to myself at the rest I was
going to gain, a small smile formed.�
Everything came crashing around me with a knock from my door.� At first I thought it was a dream, but the
unholy brightness in my room removed half that possibility from my brain.

�� Hey
Naruto, wake up!� You promised we would
go see Kakashi today.�� That heavenly
voice completely removed the thought of this being a dream.� She�s never angry in my dreams.� Although, if I were to question them, I�d
have to ask why she was never mad at me, never upset when I walked in on her in
the baths.� Never would she hit me when
we would have to share body heat after falling into a freezing stream
together.� Never in any of my dreams did
she try to hurt me.� And as I thought
back to each scenario, each fantasy played true in my dreams. I began to
realize, when I was remembering a particularly fond dream of tripping into her
bared breasts when I mistakenly entered the wrong baths, that a certain part of
my body was most certainly declaring its alert status.

�� Hey, are
you awake?�� I heard another pound at my
door, surprised at how she didn�t remove it from the hinges.� As I mused on the stability of my door I
could hear her muttering something about how she now had to come in and wake me
up.� That certainly gained my attention
as I shot up in bed.� She could not come
in here at this moment; she could not see me like this.� If she did see me with an erection, then I�m
not sure what would kill me first, the embarrassment, or her fist.� Yet try as I might I was stuck in my bed by
her voice.� She was trapping me in bed,
tent rising in my sheets, and she was going to kill me because of it, despite
all that my mind was mush.� If I could
only say to her Um just a minute Sakura,
or Sorry I�ll be right there.� But nope I�m trapped in bed.� Trapped in bed with the hardest erection I�ve
ever had.� Trapped in bed, hard as a
rock, and the girl who�s image caused this is about to walk through my
door.� Trapped, hard, about to be walked
in on, and them thoroughly murdered in the worst possible ways.� She�ll most likely beat me within an inch of
my life, and then heal me back up again just to cause more pain.

�� I should be
more afraid.� I really should, but part
of me really wants her to walk through that door.� I want her to see me like this.� But I also want to live!� Oh god, the doorknob is turning.� She�s actually coming in. what do I do?� Damnit, why do I choose now to try and think?� Crap the door is opening.� Um, telling her I�m up would be bad, so then
what can I do?� Playing dead would be
great if she would kill me.� Wait that�s
it if I can convince her I�m asleep, then there is a small chance that she
won�t beat me.� And if she does there is
a good chance she won�t kill me because I can�t help what my body does
unconsciously.� So that�s what I�m going
to do, I�m going to roll over, close my eyes, and fake sleep as best as I know
how.� And I silently plead that she
either thinks I�m asleep, or doesn�t notice.

�� Naruto you
lazy -� Oh, oh my!� Um Naruto are you awake?� Naruto?�
Um-�� I feel her hand slowly grasp
my shoulder.� I could feel the warmth of
her hand as she tried to soothe me back from dreamland.� And I couldn�t help releasing the small
moan.� I wanted to tense up, to prepare
for the punch that would kill me.�
Seconds past and there was no pain, only the warmth of that heavenly
hand.� The seconds turned to minutes, and
still no change.� I felt a gentle tug at
my arm; it turned into a push, and then went back to a tug.� She was shaking me awake.� She was shaking me awake gently.� No pain, no threats of death.� She was waking me up in the gentlest way she
ever has.� Well it would be if I were
asleep.� Actually it�s really relaxing; I
almost want to go to sleep again.

�� But I can�t
stop the yawn that comes to me then.� I
don�t know if it�s from want to go back to sleep, or if it�s from being woken
up from such a great sleep.� All I know
is that if I want to stay pain free I have to use it as my chance to wake
up.� I open one eye at her.� �Huh Sakura, what are you doing here?� Did I forget we were supposed to meet somewhere?� Oh no we had morning training didn�t we; man
I can�t believe I forgot about that.��
She was staring at me; I think that�s a look of shock on her face.� Was she shocked that I would wake up?� Why would she be shocked?� �Man I�m so sorry Sakura, I forgot all about
our training.� How can I make it up to
you?�� She�s still staring at me, and
it�s kinda getting a bit unnerving.� Her
hand is still on my shoulder, still applying that comforting warmth to my
body.� And suddenly, it�s gone and she�s
looking away from me.

�� What
Naruto?� Oh no, we didn�t have any
training today.�� I can tell she�s
smiling.� She�s happy, and that makes me
happy.� �Nope, we were going to visit
Kakashi, so I thought I would come by here and see if you were up.� I knocked on your door, but there was no
answer, so I came in to wake you up.� The
door was open so I let myself in.� It almost looked like she was rocking back
and forth, but why would she do that?�

�� Oh yeah,
we did say we would go see him today.�� I
couldn�t help but grin as I jumped out of bed and ran to grab some clean
clothes.� A loud squeak brought my
attention back to the pink haired girl, and it was then that I remembered my
condition.� I was standing in my room,
clad in my froggie boxers, and supporting quite the package of morning
wood.� �Uh give me about ten minutes and
I�ll be ready, okay Sakura?�� I didn�t
wait for her reply as I jumped into my meager bathroom.� A quick shower and clean change of clothes
and I was back out in my room, staring at Sakura.� She was standing in the same spot she was in
when I left her.� She was standing in the
same stance too, and the look in her eye, almost like she wasn�t in the
moment.� Wait what was that on her cheek?

�� Hey
Sakura?�

�� U-Uh
y-y-yes Naruto?�

�� Are you
feeling okay, your starting to act like Hinata does every time I see her.�
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