Pencil & ink w quick photoshop clean-up...

This a is a special gift for my biggest fan ^_^ and I love her for it, she makes me feel so much cooler then I really am XD! There you go ~kags2715! I finally finished it for you!
I hope its ok… XS I had a stupid time with this one and it took me 3hrs to do since I had to re-draw it twice before it was half decent enough T.T My hand was retaliating and did cruel things and nothing I wanted…

I hope you enjoy it though… as well as anyone else on DA that might perchance stumble across this piece. PLEASE comment, I love it when I get messages!!!^_^

JUST BECAUSE IT’S FUN AND I’VE HAD TOO MUCH COFFIE TONIGHT @.@ I PRESENT TO YOU ALL… A SUPER SHORT NARATIVE SNIPIT FLUFFY COMMENTARY-TYPE-THINGY…!!!! This of course means nothing, and before you ask, no, Sasuke isn’t dying or anything. I don’t know what’s happening here or how they got there. It just came to me in a dream and its fun… so leave me alone…XS… Goes with the picture…

Sooo much caffeine…

ANYWAYS!!! READ IF YOU WANT!!!
Longing:

“Sasuke…,” Naruto could barely whisper his name, his throat so tight he could hardly speak, let alone continue to breathe. His eyes burned and vision blurred as tears unwatched spilt from the piercing wells of blue that gazed wavering back into Sasuke’s.
Somewhere, something in his chest ached. It hurt. It had been unbearable before, but now it was impossible to ignore.

Sasuke said nothing as he watched the waves of mixed emotions pass through the young man’s eyes, the tremor of his speechless lips. Much of what he saw there was remembered pain and longing he knew he alone had caused. He thought he should say something, anything to make him forget everything dark that had passed between them… but he was so sick of words.
What were words anyway? What real worth did they have to people? Words could only be lies, but if there was a hint of honesty within them they help perhaps only shades of the truth people desired to express but never really succeed through the limits of their own language.
There came so much hurt from words, and that was not what Naruto deserved… no more.
Sasuke was so sick of words, so he usually said nothing. But then, starring back into those overflowing oceans of blue, a swell of confused feelings, thoughts, and more useless words rung out in an unending chorus of agony, and something shattered inside him…. No more words.

The arm that once lay loose around Naruto’s waist rose unsteadily around the blonde’s back to slide up the base of his neck where the untamed mess of hair began.

Naruto blinked slightly bewildered, stunned, uncertain as Sasuke pulled himself closer against the his chest, this other hand raising to curl his fingers in the net shirt that hugged the other man’s torso snuggly. He tugged meaningfully down on the garment and rose his head, encouraging Naruto to lean down to him.

There was little resistance, only a moment’s hesitation before he inched forward. Soon his warm moist breath fluttered against his lips, and leaned further still in a frustrating slow decent. However Sasuke’s tense patience was gladly met as the blond finally crossed the small distance between them and sealed his lips carefully, trembling, against his…

…but despite how complete and perfect this moment had been, it would be along time after before Naruto’s tears would stop falling….

END