He Who Sees Me
Author: Ladelle
Rating: T
Comments: I had to get some writing out of my system in order to start finals...So here goes.
This is like my mini-stress reliever story. Ha.
Naruto's POV.
He looks at me.
It's an expression I cannot read; but even so, he continues to stare.
I wonder vaguely if it is because I am foreign. My hair, my eyes…everyone stares at me.
And no matter how long I stay here, they will always stare at me.
Just like him.
Dark eyes; deep eyes.
Like he's examining me; reading me like a book. Wondering why I am here and maybe even curious as to what I am thinking.
Wondering why I can't look him in the eye.
It's simple, really.
He wouldn't understand.
Just like I know nothing of him he knows nothing about me.
Together, we know nothing. But apart…we know everything.
I wonder why.
Would it really be so difficult to say hello? To smile?
Would his curiosity leave…and would I be alone?
I can't bring my lips to part. To scare him away. To bring him into my world…a world that not even I am proud of.
So I will be quiet…I will remain mysterious. If he'll only keep looking...
It's misery.
And that's why I have to leave.
Though I have no home, I cannot call this place my own.
But in his eyes—for one moment—I thought I saw one.
A home.
But in the end, we are both strangers. Not even a language connects us.
But when he looks at me, I feel something.
He looked at me for the last time.
And I wonder if I will feel that something again…now that I am gone.
A/N--> I have no idea where this story is going, just to let you all know.