...brittle like bark on a deciduous tree. Hair you could probably see growing on the back of a pop idol’s head, a rat’s tail or on a belly button, hair where you’d last look to find it. The shampoo Naruto had bought him in February had obviously not achieved the effects of what it had claimed. Cheap mass production, stock-exchange celibates, Marketing for Dummies, faith in capitalism and taxes; that...
Title: my heart is breaking, my body's aching and I don't know where to go Word Count: Rating: 3300 Warnings: Adult situations. Some imagery may be disturbing. Author's Notes: Written for sn_exchange . A love story.
You've dreaded the day for months now, but as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. But what an end it will be. Classes are set to start in a week or two and you've already got all...and make new threads. Chances are you know the school better than I could ever describe it. And feel free to spread out between the four houses. Variety is the spice of life, after all~ Now go crazy!
Titulo: Adolescente al fin y al cabo. Resumen: Itachi era AMBU... pero tenía trece años después de todo, y como cualquier adolescente puede llegar a mentir, a encapricharse por algo y tener problemas... Al menos, le quedaba el consuelo de haber visto la cara de Kakashi-sensei en su totalidad, y no importaba el castigo, todo había valido la pena. —No más Dangoz en un mes.- O tal vez no...
Titulo: Lágrimas encima de mí. Resumen: El causante de las pesadillas de Sasuke es Itachi, y, las lagrimas de Sasuke son causantes del insomnio del mayor de los Uchiha. Advertencia: Drabble. Amorfo...sus ojos. Itachi sabía que él era el protagonista de las pesadillas de su hermano... pero Sasuke no sabía que eran sus lágrimas la única cosa que trastornaba a Itachi al punto de romperlo por dentro.
[The radio rustles to life around the sound of static and shuffling. The voice that follows is hurried and somewhere between anxious and angry.] Hello? Oi, is this- No, it's on. [A pause. Some tapping...alarmed. His breath crackles, he's holding the radio too close to his mouth.] Just- This isn't a Genjutsu right? [Almost hopeful that.] Freakin' longest Genjutsu I've ever been in if it is.
In the case anyone doesn't know, there's gonna be a meetup at the ferry terminal in Northern Malta today. If you're in Comino or Gozo, I can give you directions; if you're in Malta and need transport...— if you need a ride, give me your name, location, and a quick description of what you look like so I know who to look for. Dunno how long you'll be waiting for me, but I'll try to keep it short
...about it and maybe remember it while he's on his death bed, wheezing from lung cancer or something else fatal in longitudes. He does everything he can remember, only to forget. 0; Because it's Naruto, he doesn't find it difficult to climb into Sai's bedroom window and try to make everything alright, again. "You need to talk to him, y'know," Naruto says, dangling his feet on Sai's windowsill...
...at the speed of light." he licks his lips, nudges the gas pedal with his foot. "speed of light? i'll show you speed of light." nope. the only person he'll ever envy is Annabeth Chase. [naruto] #4 it comes with chocolate. ( prompt Deidara/Ino; doppelganger) he's sitting on a fence, chewing something in his mouth. feeling the weight of the day on his hands, mumbling french poetry...
...asleep with, plant doubts and hopes and fears in. He'll die with this, or kill himself while he's still struggling in it. He peers down (disdainfully? uncomfortably?) at the problem next to him. Naruto is snoring, sprawled across the grass in a shape similar to a cat flung across an oven rack, his back to Sasuke and a wide grin plastered over his face. His old teammate is sleeping in a happiness...
