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Plus and Minus
by Lady Hokage
12:01. It was that day again. She tried not to let it get to her. She
even
tried to forget this day all together. Unfortunately she’s a
girl and everybody knows that no matter how terrible
it is a girl
never forgets an anniversary. Had it really been two years since he
had left? It seemed so much longer
then that. Like an eternity had
past in the short span of time that these past 728 days provided. She
sighed and rolled
over, trying her best to return back to sleep and
ignore the neon red numbers of her alarm clock. Try as she might to
block it the blood red glare still managed to penetrate her closed
eye lids.
Irritation welled up inside her
and she let out a strangled cry as
she whirled herself around to grab the offending object and fling it
noisily into
a wall. The crash jolted her back to the present. She
froze. It was a rather loud bang and it would be a miracle if it
hadn’t awakened her parents. She prayed for a miracle. After all, the
last thing she needed was for her dad
to see her in such a terrible
state. And over a boy no less.
No sound came from her parents’ room and for
that she breathed a sigh
of relief before she flopped back onto the bed. She needed a new
outlet. A less noisy outlet
preferably. Her eyes roamed listlessly
around the room searching dully for something that would pacify her
muddled
mind.
They froze. Resting on her desk was the cherry blossom stationary
that her team had given her for her first
birthday with them. It was
pure white with a branch of sakuras on the left corner and falling
from it like snow were
about fifty small pale petals that flitted
aimlessly across the snow white paper. Next to it sat a pen. That pen
to
be exact. At first glance it seemed to be just an ordinary black
inked pen but she knew better. That was the pen that
he had handed
her that day.
She sighed again. Him. Sasuke. The reason why she was dreading this
day so badly.
Today was the second anniversary of the day he had left
Konoha, left team seven…left her. She huffed angrily and
turned away
from the seemingly normal gift. Why was she still bothered by it? It
wasn’t like he had cared any.
So why on earth should she?
Suddenly her eyes lit up and she only just caught herself before she
shouted in victory.
That was it! That was how she could get to sleep!
That was how she could forget tomorrow! That was how she could
forget…him.
Softly
placing her bare feet on the floor she patted quietly over to
her desk and grasped that pen. Shakily she placed the now
exposed ink
on the perfect slip of paper…and she began to write.
Pluses to forgetting…him:
I
won’t feel this pain any more
I can get stronger without being distracted
I can…
Hm. She
couldn’t think of anything else…Oh well. Next.
Minuses to forgetting…him:
I’ll never
feel whole again
I’ll never find someone who needs me like he did
I won’t have any reason to want
to become stronger
I won’t have…him anymore
Ok, this plan has seemed to have back fired. She was
supposed to
convincer herself that he wasn’t worth her time. That she should move
on. That waiting for him wasn’t
worth it…But it was. Wasn’t it?
She tore off the page and began again.
Fifteen minutes later she
went to bed with a soft smile on her face,
and on the desk sat her paper. It read:
Pluses to loving him:
He
makes me feel like a whole person
He is my inspiration
He is lost in the dark and my love can save him
He
needs to be loved for who he is, and I can do that
He needs to have someone who will never leave him, and I can do
that
He needs someone to protect and I need to be protected
He is…he needs me, and I…I need him
too
Minuses to loving him:
…
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