Every Breath I Take
It was seeing your face and hearing your voice that made my life worth living or so I thought.
Evening came and went; signing heavily Hinata gently placed herself on a dusty old swing.
The chains that held the seat moaned and creaked in rebellion. Surprisingly the ancient swing set didn't collapse under her weight.
Using her long slender legs she swung herself.
Back and forth…
Back and forth…
Hoping, no praying that he wouldn't stand her up again.
Hinata's poor heart couldn't hold on much longer. It was cracked, broken and would soon fall to pieces.
Just like this swing she thought to herself sadly.
Buried in her thoughts she didn't notice a dark figure slowly approaching her from behind.
By this time Hinata had stopped swinging and thinking and had resorted to only thinking.
Snapping out of her trance she gasped feeling an enormous chakra presence around her.
She whipped her head around only catching a slight glimpse at her attacker.
In a matter of seconds she was pinned to the ground facing a kunai just inches from her face.
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