Strawberries (A Naruto Fanfic)

Chapter 12: Catching Up

Author's Note

Hey guys! Last chapter I felt like was one of my best untill...it got to the ending :C. I won't take it down but soon when this story ends, I'm getting a beta reader. One I can trust. I'm not good at beta-ing, especially my own stories, so why not have someone's outside opinion on it. It's critiquing. Oh! And speaking of the ending: I put up a poll on my profile about Naruto Shippuden. I only said that I would be putting up a poll about this story when it ends, refer to my profile. Wait patiently now. From the looks of it, this story may be longer than I thought. Hold on tight, review, fav, follow, whatever.

Just ENJOY :P

Disclaimer= Owning Naruto is a dream of a lifetime. I'm just a stereotypical New Yorker sitting in her apartment, and drooling over the characters in anime. I don't own Naruto or it's characters so I make up my own crummy ones to fill in that hole. It never does XP

As the months pass, my friendship with Furea grew closer and closer. We started hanging out more, going places more with each other. Staying in each other's company.

After a while, her presence became more comforting and familiar, than it was during the days of our first encounter. I was soon able to talk freely with her about anything that was on my mind.

And she always listened. Never judged. Never criticized. Just...listened.

And it brought me relief to know that there was someone listening to my story...who was okay with my reality.

Life with Furea by my side struck me as something I had no doubts living with.

As long as she was there.

But I never failed to forget that in the back of my mind, I knew she still had many secrets she had yet to share with me. It wasn't a demand for me to know them until she was ready so I wasn't complaining.

I'll be patient, I promised myself as I spaced out in a conversation Furea and I had on my roof, one day. For her.

Soon time had left us in the month of November. Snowy season had come oddly early this year and it made me feel like I'd known Furea a whole year even thought it was only 2 months ago that I'd met her.

Snowy white flakes, heavily blanketed the many fields and forests of Konoha. The air was frostbite, the sky gray and gloomy, and jackets, scarves, and bundling up, marked our wardrobe for this time of the year.

I quietly walked down the dark sidewalk watching Furea with mild interest as she skipped through the snow-covered sidewalks of Konoha, humming a tune I hadn't heard before. The streets were dimly lit by the streetlights while she skipped, making her face look like radiant in the bitterness of the weather.

She looked pleasantly beautiful, I noted as she closed her eyes and kept on and I couldn't help but smile at how content she appeared to be at the time.

Abruptly, she spoke: "Thanksgiving is coming up."

I rolled my eyes at her reminder. "I didn't know," I answered and smiled. "No need to be sarcastic,"she says, her skipping never faltering, "I even...sometimes have to remind myself." I stare at her in confusion but she continues to skip, turning around and adding her own little moves to her steps.

"What do you mean?," I ask mildly curious. I didn't want to pry into where I wasn't needed but, she'd peaked my attention.

"Hmm," she hummed. She doesn't answer.

"You're so cryptic," I say, turning back and facing forward. Shortly afterwards, I start to see my neighborhood in the clearing as we walked closer.