EEEEEEE!!!! *pimp pimp*
Wed, Feb. 9th, 2005 18:47![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Naruto returned a few days less than three years later. 1093 days exactly, 1093 days with Jiraiya on the road. 1093 dawns, and 1093 sunsets. Then one more dawn. Which was when he arrived at Sakura’s house and knocked cheerfully on her door.
Sakura had persuaded herself that Naruto would come back rugged and lean and powerful enough to crush Orochimaru with one hand. Naruto was the only person she could imagine ever becoming strong enough in such a short time. Naruto was the only person she could imagine Sasuke returning to.
It was a stupid sort of dream.
It was a dream she found herself rudely shaken from when Naruto battered on her front door so heavily that she was certain it was going to buckle.
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“Who the HELL do you think you-”
At first, she didn’t recognise him at all.
Sakura would have loved to blamed the stall in her argument on instant recognition, and joy at seeing him again. But in reality it was simply because the boy who leaned nonchalantly against her doorframe was startlingly beautiful.
In the frail dawn light his face was cast in warm shadow, and his hair hung across his bright eyes in an oddly familiar and alluring way- a way that made Sakura’s fingers twitch to straighten it.
He was silent for a moment, and then he shifted, flickering his eyes far too obviously across Sakura’s body, lips twisting into a smirk.
“Hullo Sakura-chan!”
He chimed, voice jarring in the calm morning silence of Konoha.
It seemed that Naruto /had/ returned changed. Jiraiya-sama had changed him into a raving pervert.
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In short. READ IT. or else.
part one
http://www.livejournal.com/users/joosetta/115818.html
part two
http://www.livejournal.com/users/joosetta/116131.html
*goes to read it again* <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3