returned the tears to the lake (Vietnamese ver)
tears drop on the lake.
(Returned the tears to the lake.)
Author: Kyothu
pairing: SasuNaru.
Disclaimer: None. They are not mine. * Laughs * And my annual income does not have them in there.
Warning: SA.
Rating: T.
Sum: A picture. A collection. A love that is never known to exist.
A / N: all those gifts birthday in September, 10, 11 and 12. Also to remember to a shadow on 31 / 8.
Send to her, or Ngoc_Mai Miss_You. Love is love is forever.
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Chap 1: Sunny.
It is a small villa, the pristine white of this defect several colors including gray L-shaped needles tucked away under the hill and beside the lake Summerleaze. It's big enough for two people living with three bedrooms, a living room communication with library, kitchen cum dining room connected to the hip galleries and close to the glass to catch the sun.
mansion is surrounded by a garden care and neatly trimmed with red and gold key. From roses form the famous double, flowers to tea roses are bred budding. Point between the red velvet, red Felt, a bright yellow green of the leaves after the rain. Cookham
summer.
green hills behind the villa is highlighted as white spots that if viewed from the boat. The small well is not used anymore neglect with weeds growing around. British Style
1920's bold mark on the individual bricks, garden and lifestyle of the mansion. Around Cookham no shortage of such buildings, but the summer here, it carries a special mark.
The enthusiasm of the young boy was a legend. He had a beauty not of the British. Brown skin tanned, muscular body and his smile reassuring. He just returned
here in the summer to enjoy the warmth of the weather, to avoid London and most of all ...
As always, Naruto parked car in the garage. The suitcase was his careful and portable from car seat to clean the front gate. Naruto took a deep breath to enjoy the atmosphere completely different from London. He removed his glasses to reveal a pair of black sea blue eyes that have to scream at noon because of the morning. Reporter
eye out to the ends of Summerleaze, he collected a few pictures on the boat are brushed, polished filled sun. Still
-like day, right? - Free Naruto said to myself and press the bell.
A tall man with a modest smile slightly, nod first offering, a portable suitcase in his house.
-I on alone? - Slightly hoarse voice, tone, heavy dialect.
-No. As always your sir! - Two hand massage on each other, wink-What you eat your example? Me so hungry! Driving here from the ship managed to eat nothing sir.
-Yes. Portable to me this room, go get your gear for clamping. Left a little duck meat and tomatoes. Having served with cheese, right?
-Well, I'm trying to lose weight ... - Naruto laughed with his uncle and portable suitcase up the room.
The walls are dozens of photographs, black and white, with yellow stain, color. Most are pictures of those who owned this house. Their costumes were saying thickness history and how to decorate the interior has not changed over time, people.
carpet from the entrance to the stairs carrying a yellow-brown with a red pattern module, the flowers are not clearly known to lead on the second floor bedroom. Gho cabinet is neatly in the corner next to the stairs and door handles white gold round.
room
tagged with cream-colored paper flowers from purple climbing wall. Completely different from the outside, the room has only one picture, hung above the formal double bed. Naruto put myself into a chair by the window. He laughs when looking at the picture of a few minutes and did not turn when the door opened quietly.
-Naruto?
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TBC.
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