Reasons for Passion
Hey you guys!
So a plot bunny was bouncing along.. and found me ^.^
If you like the prologue and want to see more on the story please leave a review, I have the first few chapters of this done but I'd firstly like to know if the prologue is alright (:
I accept constructive criticism so please feel free!
Enjoy!
-sakurapetalxo
He was an all-star soccer player. She was a pink haired girl that happened to attend the same university as him. Who knew a biology pairing would change their lives?
Prologue
I screamed as I watched from afar. The bullet had perfect co-ordination and striked its victim solely on the neck. Its shooter masked his face and scampered out of sight. The tear in my heart worsened. How could this have happened?
I sprinted to the scene, my pink hair billowing behind me. I ran as fast as my legs permitted, pushing my limit. The lone figure collapsed, its shadow becoming one with the night. I yelled for help but no one listened. The loud commotion had somehow masked the gun shot. The people, oblivious to the turn of events, were brainwashed by the ever continuing game.
As I reached the figure I collapsed onto it caressing and holding it with my life. Suddenly a child heard my sobs and turned the attention of her guardians to me and him. Slowly the whole crowd began to notice, the game even ceased. It was me, him and them. Finally the crowd began to panic; an ambulance could be heard in the silent horizon.
I stroked his hair gently, moving on to his features, his eyes were closed but he was still breathing. The soft thump of his chest rising and falling. I looked down at him, the tears slowly sliding down my cheeks and held him even closer. How could I have been so stupid?
The coach came up calling his best player's name only to see me clutching him. My solemn expression moved something in him, that here was where I needed to be and if he told me to move he could tell I'd resist.
"Why Sasuke? Why did you take my place?" I sobbed into his shirt.
Shortly after, his reply followed, as a faint whisper that only I could hear, "Because I love you."
My eyes widened, and the tears began to pour harder as he gave a go at his signature smirk.
How he came to love me honestly puzzles me, but I think it better be to start at the beginning when he was Rome and I was a speck of dust to him, nothing more.