Friday I’m in Love

Disclaimer- I don’t own Naruto.

Disclaimer- I didn’t write or produce the lyrics to this song

Monday-you can fall apart

He’s gone again this day. You desperately want him to be there. To be there in the bed right next to you, so you can hear his heartbeat. It feels so empty in this apartment without him. You want to be with him so desperately. But your rank has no means for it.

You’re also worried if he’ll come back. If he dies, then so does your heart. You will completely fall apart. You can’t lose him. He’s your world. He means everything to you. You are too young to purchase flowers for your lover’s grave.

You leave to work with worry in your heart, but confidence written all over your face. No one sees how lost and broken down you are. Not even if the best of the best would notice your worry. But he’s not here to tell.

You hurry home with flowers in your hand and that vicious orange book. If he comes home tomorrow, then all will be well. But if news only brings of death then the news will lead to suicide.

Your home but you’re still falling apart. You sleep, and dream of better things. Like your angel.

Tuesday-back to me

He pounds into you faster and faster, celebrating his homecoming. He loves it. You cannot complain either. He feels so good inside of you. Nothing could replace this feeling. But you wonder. Why do you let this happen? Why do you constantly let him be on top of you? To boss you around? To hurt you so deeply? And then as he crashes his lips to your, so he can properly make love to you, you are reminded.

It’s all because you love him. And because he loves you.

He reminds you over and over again that he loves you, even if you are already asleep. You are on his chest and you finally hear that rhythm you long for. Just before you succumb to the darkness known as sleep, you feel him push his lips against yours giving you your goodnight kiss and reminding him that he’s back to you.

Wednesday- break my heart

Yet again he’s torn away from you. Hopefully he comes back soon. God knows you can’t last more than a day without him. You go to work and try to forget the worry in your heart. Because silently on the inside you both know you are breaking your own hearts.

Thursday-doesn’t even start

Days off are what you both pray for. He has no work or missions and seems to not get enough of you. You can tell by his actions that he is tired of the missions too. But you keep his spirits up with love and affection. You feel worthless because these are some of the only things you may offer to him.

He hugs you as he notices you floating off into space. His warmth is so welcoming. You wish to never leave his arms. He tilts your chin up and plants the best kiss on your lips that seems to be more than perfect. He kisses through that weird mask, but the kiss still seems to be perfect in ever way. If you weren’t in public, you would’ve bent over just so he could have his way with you.

After the best kiss in the world, he looks into your eyes with such a lust that it just makes you melt. You know what he wants. Secretly you want it too.

You hurry home, where he immediately undresses you. You love his hands all over your body. They seem to be worn and rough, although they are soft and warm. You blush and moan a little at his touch.

He smirks when he begins to nip at your neck. He always knows just how to take control of your body. No wonder he’s fit to be a jonin. It saddens you that you don’t deserve him as much as any other, but you hold back the tears as he begins to leave kisses down your body.

His beautiful silver hair tickles your stomach, which makes you giggle a little. He smiles warmly at you; he loves your childish side. He loves it more than getting to see you smile. But then again he loves everything about you.

As he continues to give your body tongue, you think to yourself how lucky you are. Not many of your fellow ninja get treated so warmly by their partners. Some only want sex. But not him. He always loves you with or without the sex.

He begins to suck on you, which you love so tenderly. You rarely get to buck into caves, whereas he is the one on top. But you don’t mind that. He slowly stops and begins to thrust into you. He moves faster till he meets the rhythm that is known as lovemaking.

You thank timidly thank him for your experience with a shy kiss on the lips that soon heats up, as he strokes your brown hair.

You don’t even notice if the day has even started.

Its Friday I’m in love

You try to turn over, but nothing comes. You are stuck to him with that all too familiar liquid. You smile as you remember the day before. But your smiles fades as you remember what today is and when you hear the sobs.

You try everything to cheer him up, but he is too manly to let that happen. He is somewhat comforted but he doesn’t seem to be. You place his head in your lap, and comfort him the best that you can. He loves you so he tries not to show how hurt he is. You continue comforting him, and promise him a visit.

You somewhat help him and you both leave. You stand afar as he talks to the slabs of granite next to each other. You are glad he likes talking to them. It makes him happier. He turns around to smile at you, including you in his conversation. You smile at him and answer. He smiles too big, making his eyes into little slits. He returns to his conversation which makes him all the more enthusiastic.

He leaves flowers by the grave and continues to walk home with you. You want to last like his parents. Where they would have a son that would visit them on their anniversary, even if they were no longer alive. You walk hand in hand home and you’re reminded as he kisses your forehead and thanks you;

That these are the days that you truly love him and won’t have to worry about anything. Because you know that you will be able to say every Friday, right to his beautiful face, that you love him.