Once again Nature was taking her course as the cruel mantle of winter descended upon the earth. Plants died, animals hurried along to find a safe haven that will protect them from the clutches of unforgiving winter. He had seen the pass of the seasons many times; have witness the beautifully cruel dance of Life and Death again and again.
He himself has been participant in the sick parody of the event that should have brought closure. But his departure lack the beauty a dying flower had, it lacked the grace the dying prey had when succumbing to its hunter. He was tied to this rotten world, even after death, not once has he been able to step outside these long has it been? He couldn't remember; all he knew was that he was unable to cross over.
It was a cursed that kept his lamenting soul here, albeit he did not know what horrid sin he had committed in his brief life.
The December afternoon was grey and rather cold, but he could not feel the cold seep in his bones nor did he shivered when the cool breeze touch his skin. Sasuke, like he had done so many times already, walked around the spacious and empty house. The rooms that had seen him grow, the rooms that once held the vibrant waves of life now seem too plain and too lonely. Being a trapped conscious entity with eternity as an only option could be pretty boring and mentally exhausting.
He walked closer to a large window, the clouds were an ugly gray, maybe a snow storm was approaching, but the clouds weren't what caught his attention, a car was pulling into the house's driveway.
The young girl sat with her hands neatly folded in her lap, looking out the window. The green of the trees was a dramatic change of scenery; she was so used to the gray concrete of the city. Her father knew how much she loved nature and the peace and life it always seems to possess, and to give her a piece of tranquility and comfort at the end of her days, her family had left their city life just for her. This in no way brought her the comfort her family wanted to give her; she felt like a burden, they didn't need to sacrifice anything else for her.
They turned and followed a path that lead them into a large open space where the house was located. The house was beautiful, old fashion, and was quite large too.
Each family member abandoned the car, eager to stretch their legs, but none let their eagerness leak into their faces, their expression of indifference remained. The resemblance among the family was quite evident, all had the same pale eyes that seem unseeing but with a cunning intelligence that made their eyes intimidating and hard to stare at. Their hair was dark and long, the straight tresses fell pass their shoulders, in fact the youngest male had the longest hair, falling along his back.
The interior of the house was spacious and the golden color of the walls gave a lovely warming effect to the sunlight that pour through the windows. The young girl smiled a sad smile, she was lucky to have a family that cared for her, they didn't express it often, but she could feel it. She didn't have any more time to ponder on her family and their lack of facial expression; the guys from the moving agency were bringing their stuff in. She watched as her father gave orders with a blank face and a level voice.
She smiled again, she loved her family.
The dark haired girl sat down on her newly made bed, she still had some things to unpack, but right now she was feeling fatigued. Nowadays she was always felling that way. She sat down and covered her face with her hands, silent tears escaping her eyes.
'Stop feeling sorry for yourself' she scold herself, wiping her tears away with the sleeve of her sweater. The young girl walked towards her window and open up the curtains she needed the December air to caress her face; she needed to feel that she was still alive.
Her eyes fell upon a young boy, no older than she was, with dark spiky hair kneeled next to one of the many rosebushes. Suddenly he looked up and met her gaze, her eyes widen in surprise and she opened her mouth parting to say something but no sound came out of her mouth. He held her gaze and she saw as the corners of his lips curved up in a tiny smirk.
A knock on her door startled her out of her dazed state and she adverted her eyes towards the door. When she looked back he was gone.
She could not help herself. Tentatively, she pulled one of the curtains back and almost shyly she peered down, knowing that the chances that he was there were null. She let out a sigh at finding nobody in her backyard.
"Looking for me?"
The pale eye girl let out a gasp and turned around, her hand clasped over her mouth and her eyes wide. He was tall with pale skin, dark hair and even darker eyes. She lowered her hands and her surprise was replaced by curiosity.
"How d-did you…?" she began, her head tilting a little to the side, a tiny frown on her face.
"Do you know that they cannot see me, I just wonder why you can." he answered his dark eyes regarded her with interest, a corner of his mouth lifted up. "Aren't you going to scream?"
"Are you going to hurt me?" she asked.
His smirked widen, and he shook his head no.
"Then I see no point in screaming." she said giving him a small smile.
"You are crazy, you have no idea who I am or what I am." he said.
"If you mean no harm you cannot be all that bad, regardless of who or what you are." she answer him.
"You are crazy," he answered, amusement dancing in his dark orbs.
She just tilted her head a little to the left side and said with a smile,
"I guess so." she said humoring him.
His suspicion was confirmed, this girl was totally insane.
And he was afraid that he did not mind at all.