Naruto
You were cleaning out your apartment. It had been a while since you had had enough time off to go through and purge your apartment of all the built up crap that was around the area. You were currently in you closet, sorting things that didn't fit, into a memories bin and donate pile, when you came across an old white t shirt you remembered stealing from Naruto just before the end of your relationship. You felt the tears sting your eyes as you felt the fabric in your hands, smiling sadly at the softness of the fabric before you brought it closer to you face to smell it. Even though it had been in your closet for so long, it still smelled like him, and looking at the size of it, it was still big enough to work as a pajama shirt.
You could still feel all of the emotions you had for Naruto and you were realizing more and more how how much you really missed the knucklehead. You set the shirt on your bed, looking at it and trying to decide what you wanted to do with it. Did you keep it for the memories or do you return it? Did you wanted to try and work things out with him or were you ready to completely end your relationship all together? Your mind raced with thoughts and you just didn't know what to do.
Sasuke
You returned from the mission, you know that where you argued with the kid? Yeah, the argument led you to trash your apartment. You wanted to purge him from your life but at the same time you wanted nothing more for than him to come home and be with you again. You walked into your room and swiped a couple things of your dresser, grabbing a glass figurine he'd gotten you once upon a time. It was a small hawk figure, he said that he'd always be watching over you, like a hawk watchs with it sharp eye. You broke down at the memory behind it, falling to your knees.
You clutched the little hawk to your chest as you screamed out your agony. You wanted him to come home, to hold you, and to assure you that he still loved you and would never leave again. You wanted to throw it at him, you wanted to bash it against his skull as roughly as you could, you wanted to kiss him and hug, but most of all you just wanted to tell him how much you loved him.
Shikamaru
You walked into your house and said a quick 'hello' to your parents before you ran up to your room and shut you door while locking it, wanting to just be alone. You had just returned from your village and your mind was racing with thoughts about the whole thing. It felt great to have all those words left unspoken off your chest, and now knowing that he was extremely sorry for what happened you didn't know what to think about anything. You sat on the edge of the bed and then looked at the floor, realizing one of those old stupid fishnet shirt that you loved. Giggling to yourself, you walked over and picked it.
In all honesty, you had forgotten that you stole it from the boy and over the years it grew to become one of your favorite shirts whne you dressed casually. You could wear a colored bralette or sports bra under it and a pair of shorts or ripped jeans to go with it, and you always felt a little edgy and rebellious when you wore it, even though you parents didn't care. You held the fabric piece in your hands and sighed softly. Was this a sign that you should get back together?
Kiba
Talking to Kiba about the break up left a wide open wound in your chest, so you hid away in your room. You mom would always tell you that someone wanted to see you, who they were, and every time you told her to tell them to leave. You were laying in your bed, clutching one of Kiba's old jackets in your arms. He'd forgotten it at you place one time and you never had the heart to give it back, because it was always so warm and cozy. You could still smell the traces of his scent that were left behind, but mostly it just smelled like you now. You wore it especially when you felt the need to be wrapped in a warm embrace, more specifically when you wanted to be wrapped in his embrace.
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Naruto Boyfriend Scenarios
FanfictionI DON'T OWN CHARACTERS OR PICTURES!!! Basically what the title says. I might do a one shot book, but this will be the main thing that I'll write because I can write in small incriments and still be descriptive.