Author's Note: HA! Another fanfic! Curse you plot bunny and sad feels in the heart. Want to read more of my excuses? Go directly to the end.
It's a movement of one step forward and two steps backward, where you try to launch yourself into the sky and take flight, but end up getting dragged onto the ground, pulled even deeper down by the chains of the shadows. This is what we can describe of the broken mind of a young lady who only recently stepped into adulthood. Page after page, her mind wandered about, ignoring her flaws of indecisiveness or fickle mind. You'd think she'll learn to follow her heart, but, her heart had already tricked her much too many.
When there were no edges left to flip, her mind stopped wandering and it brought her to the songs of reality—the resounding horns, the irritating murmurs, the clinking glasses and the vibrating table. It was time for her other senses to work: the aroma of perfectly brewed coffee, the blinding light from the windows, the cool atmosphere, the receding sweetness in her throat...
And—oh, she was out of frappe.
And crap, he was calling her again.
Delicately tracing the caller's name, she remembered the times of anxiety and desperation and then, she remembered that she was tired. She was supposed to be tired, trying to be tired, but, the tiny glimmer on her right hand says otherwise.
"Hello."
"Sakura! I've been calling you a million times already! Where the hell are you?"
"I left a memo on your work desk at the unit."
"You left that memo five fucking hours ago! Do you even know what time it is?"
"Four."
"Don't play dumb with me! Just—Okay, fine. Will you just come to the meeting spot? It's an important night tonight."
"Okay."
"God, if you don't come here anytime sooner..."
"You're awfully talkative today."
"Did you say something?"
"No, nothing. Nothing at all, Sasuke-kun."
"Alright, see you."
So much for a conversation. It even made the glimmer grow dim and of less worth, not that it shone brightly at her pair of emerald gems in the first place. If only it could unwind and throw itself away, some of the weight might have lifted, but, it wouldn't. It's impossible.
She hoped, but, as far as time was concerned, she knew that she could only hope a little. She could never trust the time. It never stood still for her. No matter how she wishes it to be.
Tick-tock says the clock; she narrated in her head, as it mocked her mind.
"I'm leaving," says the pink-haired lady; she talked to the red book out loud, as it mocked her hope.
"Words will always be just words until the end," whispers the pink-haired lady; she faced the ticking time, as it mocked her trust.
Merry-making that was the flowers were bouncing about. Dancing that were the branches were getting cluttered about. The gathering of the young and the old in the time of sharing knowledge and wisdom, here it comes. Yes! It is the time of spring.
It was the start of a new year, a new term in a nearby Junior High. To outsiders, everything seems to be new for a fresh batch of freshmen, but to the involved, it was meeting of old faces for another year. The school seems to be a well-known and established escalator private school for an average neighborhood, which was a bit odd for a new face to appear. Stressing the bit part over there.
The girls never minded the new face. In contrast to the reactions of their opposite gender, who grumbled out of dismay of the new person's appearance, they were ecstatic, so much glee that they scream in unison on top of their lungs every time the newbie did something cool. With the swoons and gossips, everyone knew who the new kid was—a handsome (stuck-up) , young lad with unique and beautiful hair (with a chicken's ass for a hair) who was part of one of the most prestigious and influential families in the country. Take a guess on who the new kid was.
"Uchiha Sasuke!" Well, that was fast.
It imprinted so much on the blond-haired kid's mind on how everyone was praising the new kid, that even if he was one of the deadlast, he's able to remember the new kid's name. It must've made his blood boil enough to give him strength to be able to even tug his collar tightly for a much tinier kid than the arisocratic Uchiha, "You!"
"You are not cool, at all -ttebayo! Sakura-chan was wrong!"
The black-haired newbie didn't really get what was going on with the guy but, he shrugged both his shoulders as soon as the blond ran away after making a statement, dropping a picture along the way. Needless to say, he picked it up after noticing it.
He wasn't really interested at looking at it. Maybe he could just turn it in to the lost and found, that loud blond should be looking for it, but, the moment he had thought of him, he scowled and immediately decided against it, keeping it instead for being so rude. Why was he carrying a picture anyway? Noting its importance, his curiosity bit him hard.
Taking it out from his pocket, it was a picture of the blond he met and a pink-haired girl, having a picnic with streamers all around. One could easily tell that there was a celebration of some sort. If anyone would try to dig deeper, there were evidences of icing on the side of the blond's mouth with its source already halfway eaten and, on that source, hints on what the celebration is all about. But, that's besides the point.
Since a kid was still a kid, his focus was on the two children on the picture, it didn't matter what the celebration was about. Now that he thought of it, there was a pink-haired girl in the classroom and in confirmation, he tried turning the picture to look at the back. It was dated the 28th of March with two neatly written names: Uzumaki Naruto and Haruno Sakura.
"Ah, that annoying kid was..."
As the curtain closes, the trail of conclusion lead to a mark of mischief on the little Uchiha's face.
Author's Note: I have no excuse no more. I apologize for not updating at all the others, not rewriting things that should've been revised AND not finishing the request most importantly on the other Naruto fanfiction, because, I'm a bad author like that. Ha. Ha.
On another note, here's another fanfiction that I probably won't continue for a long time again, because, this thing only came out of nowhere. It's complete in my head, but, the words I can interpret it into is very limited because, brain power shortage plus a bunch of more excuses.
Anyways, I leave you guys with this and you guys can make up on assumptions on what this story is going on about. Feel free to share it with me through review or pm, whenever you want.