Nebula's Echo (a Naruto Fanfic)

Chapter 16

Ceiren POV

Aaaaand we are casually strolling through the forest. Yepp, you guessed it, Naruto successfully got us the wave mission... not so surprising really. Should have seen that one coming.

I saw busy kicking stones out of the way. But I added my own twist to the stone-kicking. Instead of sending them flying out of my way, I obliterated them. Not even a pile of dust was left behind to commemorate the poor things' existence...

So sad.

Oh well.

Kakashi was currently explaining to the others about the ninja in the other countries as well as the other ninja villages... but I couldn't really seem to comprehend anything he was saying. It was all "ninja, blah blah blah, blah blah". You know, really reminds me of that count Dracula from Hostel Toothielvania or something...?

I stiffened slightly when I felt an arm wrap around my waist. Turning my face to the side, I was met with a smooth jaw. Shifting my eyes slightly upward, I was met with onyx eyes. And I smiled.

Mentally, I was fangirling to no end.

He's just soooo cuuuute! <3

Honestly, when I watched the anime, I didn't like Sasuke this much. I mean, he was a hotshot, so who wouldn't like him? I just didn't like him this much. I was more of an Itachi-fan. But now, life has changed my world views.

Sasuke is so adorable!!! Oh look, he's blushing!

There was only a very faint tint of pink on his cheeks, but it still made me giggle.

But even as I was doing that, my eyes narrowed. Just slightly. I know he's a smart guy. And he saw something this morning, I can tell. My brows furrowed slightly as I watched him. He was gorgeous, sure, but that's not all there is to him. I just can't figure him out... and I know practically everything about him! I just don't understand... isn't he afraid? Or even slightly cautious? Even if he didn't fully understand what happened, he should be bombarding me with questions, right? So why was he here, practically hugging me to him, and silently smirking as we walk together?! I mean, I get that I'm gorgeous. But as a fellow gorgeous person, he should have some level of immunity, at least enough to retain his instinct for life-preservation... right?

...Aaaah, I don't get it!

But back to the important stuff, seriously, speaking of blushing...

An unwanted memory drifted into my brain, and I frowned, recalling the heinous happenings of this early afternoon.

Tazuna, that BASTARD!

I was seething just thinking about it. And if anybody's wondering what happened, let's just say it involved some blushing, some, no, a lot of blood, an ax,  lots and lots of pain, a river of tears, a few onions and apples and some screaming as well. Oh, and don't forget, THAT DAMN SOCK.