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: I’m back again! Good news, no manga spoilers at all in this
chapter. However this might be the last
of the interesting chapters. Or at least
until I reach 8 or 9, and after that I’m going to have to try my hand at a
fight scene.
Chapter Six:
Comforting Words
When I woke
up, I noticed two things. My head
hurt. It hurt a lot. In the world of head pain, I would be emperor
and god. I need an aspirin, anything to
get rid of the throbbing pain in my head.
Even the groan I let out made my head hurt. Slowly, as to not aggravate the pain brewing
in my head, I sat up. That was when it
hit me. This wasn’t my couch, this isn’t
my apartment. It’s too clean to be mine,
and too pink, and it smells too good to be mine. That smell so familiar and calming, but what
is it? All I can think about is how
comfortable the smell of this room makes me.
I let out a very content sight as I lay back on the couch, but the sigh
quickly became a yelp as new pain shot through my back.
“Naruto,
you shouldn’t be moving after the landing you had.” She sighed after this, almost a relieved sigh
it seemed. “You need to stay off your back. You uh, sort of landed on a glass vase, and I
spent the last 20 minutes pulling shards of glass out of your back. Lie on your stomach, and take off your shirt. Let me look at your back, make sure you don’t
get an infection or something.” I made to
give her an odd look but she stopped me with a glare that told me that with no
doubt she would be making sure I stayed well.
“It’s okay
Sakura, my back doesn’t really hurt that much.”
I tried to wave her off and stand up, but felt dizziness washing over me
before I even left the couch. Ironically
I fell forward onto the couch presenting my back to my pink haired friend.
“That’s
better Naruto.” She sounded almost proud
as she removed my t-shirt and began applying a very cold ointment to the
various wounds on my back. “How are you
feeling? Any better?”
“Just a
headache, and I was a bit dizzy earlier, but I’m fine-”
“You
probably have a concussion. I’m really
sorry about before Naruto, I shouldn’t have hit you like that, it wasn’t your fault. After you pushed me into that corner and I hit
you the waitress that bumped into you tried to apologize for what she had done,
but it was too late.” Her hands had left
my back and she leaned away from me. I
wanted to roll over and smile at her. I
wanted to jump up and hold her to my chest and tell her everything was okay and
that I was fine. I wanted to look at
her. However, the headache and dizziness
seemed worst the more I tried to move.
So I decided to lie there as it seemed the easiest thing to do.
“It’s okay
Sakura; my back is feeling a lot better.
And I accept your apology, so don’t worry about it, I forgive you.” I smiled and again tried to get up, which
again caused me to collapse on my chest from dizziness.
“Stop
trying to get up, you’ll only make it worse.
Now stay right there Naruto, I’ll be back in just a minute, I need to go
get something. And I don’t want you to
move one inch. You’re hurt and you could
make it worse. Tell you what, if you’re
good, we’ll even go out for ramen.” That
brought a small smile to my face.
“Okay
Sakura, I won’t move an inch.” I turned to look at her and flashed a grin. “I promise!”
She couldn’t help but chuckle at that.
“Just
relax, I’ll be right back.” Her voice
seemed to fade as she finished leaving the room. How can I relax in this strange room? It’s just so pink, and soothing. It reminds me of- I let out a yawn before
relaxing onto the couch and closing my eyes.
All I could think about, as my mind was quickly turning into a haze from
this pink room, was that the comforting smell was so very familiar. For the life of me I could not place where I
had smelt it before, but I know I have.
“Naruto?” I jumped
out of bed at the sudden volume, and again I realized two very important
things. My body was traveling at a very
significant velocity, and the reason that Sakura was so loud was that she was
mere inches from my face when she spoke to wake me. In the milliseconds that occurred before our
two faces met, a lifetime worth of thoughts passed through my head. This is going to hurt, a lot. This is going to hurt both of us, and there
is nothing I can do to stop it. Oh look,
she sees I’m going to collide with her.
She’s shocked; I think that’s anger, maybe a bit of fear flashing across
her face. She’s winching now, preparing
for whatever pain is coming. Well of all
the bad things that are going to come out of this, at least it isn’t entirely
my fault. She was the one who was standing over me when she tried to wake
me. Wait, she’s not standing over
me. Is she kneeling on the couch? And why was she so close to me? And she wasn’t even speaking at me when she
woke me. Oh no, she was whispering at
me. She’s going to blame me for this I
know it. But maybe I can stop her from
hitting me. Yes I can, all I have to do
is explain to her that she startled me.
I’ll just explain that because I was startled I reacted, and because she
was in front of me she got hit. I just
might be okay. I just need to be the
first one to speak, and to dodge the first punch. I’m going to need help, and lots of it.
I can feel
her breath on my face. I can smell her
she’s so close. It’s a strong smell,
comforting and familiar. It smells like
cherry blossoms and the forest after a rain.
Fresh and clean, pure; it’s a strong yet feminine smell. And her breath, I can sense the faint
spiciness from the barbeque she had earlier, and a sweetness that I can’t quite
place.
We’re
almost together now; relative time can sure be a bitch. This is taking forever, why won’t it just be
over? I just want to hit her, apologize,
avoid getting hit in the process, and just get done with this problem. It’s almost over with. She’s closed her eyes and is wincing to avoid
the pain. It won’t help, but I decide to
agree with her. I close my eyes and
wince along with her.
That’s when
time decided to catch up on me. Our
faces collided, beginning with our lips.
That caused me to open my
eyes. And it also caused me to witness
Sakura open hers. Okay this is not good.
She’s going to think I’m trying to take advantage of her or something. Oh no, now time is playing its game with us
again. She’s slowly pulling herself away
from me. And I think she’s beginning to
blush. This is embarrassing, what is it
with me and bad first kisses? Wait a
minute, did I just kiss her? I did,
didn’t I? I just kissed Sakura! It was clumsy and painful, awkward as hell
and it didn’t last all that long. But I
wouldn’t take it back for all the money and respect in the world. Actually I would give up anything to relive
that kiss one more time.
It’s
actually amazing how simple our kiss was.
Well actually it was needlessly complicated. If fate wanted us to kiss, there were many
times where it could be easier and far less painful to do it. She didn’t have to make me throw myself at
Sakura. Fate really is a bitch. I think she wants Sakura to be mad at me for this. If fate thinks I’m going to just let her
cause me pain, then she has another thing coming. Sakura won’t hit me because of this. Oh Damnit, this was all just an
accident. Fate really is trying to screw me over, giving me a
kiss with the only girl I’ve ever loved, and making it all an accident. The cruel harsh mistress strikes yet
again. Well at least this time I won’t
be getting my hopes up. Nothing will
come from this. Sakura will still be
just a friend, and I’ll still want to be with her.
She’s still
staring at me, her eyes wide with shock.
We haven’t even moved more than a few inches apart from each other. I really should say something to her. Apologize or explain myself. I should say something, hell anything would do to break this silence. I love you Sakura; that would work quite
nicely. But it would also most likely
get me killed when she thinks I’m trying to take advantage of her. I’m sorry Sakura, simple and to the
point. I’m sorry and I can explain. Now all I have to do is say the words and
everything will be perfectly fine.
“I-” What,
that’s not right. “I’m sorry.” It was sincere, it was honest. It was the pure truth in verbal form, no lie
or deceit at all. But most importantly,
it was Sakura who was saying those
words. “I’m sorry about that Naruto; I
didn’t mean to bump into you like that.”
Her blush seemed to be getting worse.
She must really be embarrassed that she has to apologize to me. She can’t even look me in the eye.
Finally I
found my voice. I need to help her out
here; she needs to know it’s not just her fault. “Ah, it’s okay Sakura. It’s my fault too.” I tried to laugh at myself, but it came out a
nervous chuckle. “I guess is shouldn’t
have reacted like that when you startled me, huh?” Again, the poor excuse for a laugh escaped my
lips.
She finally
seemed to have gotten off of me, sitting at the far end of the couch, facing
away from me. I could still see the red
tint at the edges of her face. “Um Naruto? Do you
think, err, that is are you feeling better?”
She was fidgeting with something.
“Huh? Oh
yeah, a lot better thanks.” I was
actually able to smile. She wasn’t mad
at me. She was actually concerned for my
health. Maybe this won’t mess with our
relationship at all.
“Oh good,
um then would you mind leaving please? I
just have a lot to do and it’s already kinda late, and a, um, well yeah.”
She wants
me out? Oh, she probably wants to hang
out with Ino or something like that. “Sure thing Sakura. I
should probably be getting home anyway.”
I made my way towards the door and put on my sandals. “Um Sakura, I was wondering if you’d help me
with some training tomorrow.”
“Huh? Oh tomorrow? I’m sorry; I have a shift at the
hospital. The Hokage wants me to look
after Kakashi before he gets released.”
She hadn’t even turned towards me to answer. I hope she’s okay.
“Okay
then. Well I’ll see you around then.” I
opened the door and made my exit.
“Naruto,
wait!” I turned to see her in her
doorway, framed in light from her apartment.
“I should be off around six tomorrow, if you want to get dinner or
something.” She still couldn’t look at
me, and her face still had the blush
from embarrassment.
“Sure thing! I’ll
meet you at the hospital at six.” I gave
her a genuine smile. And it was stuck on
my face the long walk that it took to get back home. It was still plastered on my face when I went
to bed that night. Sakura doesn’t hate
me. Life is good.
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