"Relaxing, she leaned back and closed her eyes, letting her mind wander aimlessly once again, without knowing that a pair of eyes was watching her intently from the shadows." A Dimention-bending jutsu was used on the wrong person! ADVENTURE, DRAMA, ROMANCE, HURT, COMFORT, MYSTERY, SMUT, LEMON, COMEDY, HUMOR. RATED M FOR A REASON.
Characters stay in character as much as possible!
Not a song-fic, but contains music references.
Quick Tip from KAKASHI-SENSEI: Look underneath the underneath!
This story has been bugging me for a few years now and I just had to get it off my mind somehow. It's 5:30 a.m, i'm at work and had spent all night writing this. I really hope you will enjoy it. Also keep in mind that English isn't my native language and that i did my best while writing this.
Enjoy!
Tic-tac
Tic-Tak
With each passing second Sakura grew more bored. She crossed her arms over the school desk she was currently occupying and leaned her head down, resting her chin on her arms and looking at her French teacher with half linden, deep forest green eyes. The teacher was writing something on the blackboard, explaining to the students how and why something was so important that they needed to study it until their eyes bled.
This wasn't fair. She didn't understand why she had to study so hard for half of her life to get a degree so she could spend the rest of her life behind a desk, doing shitty paper work and what not, leading a purposeless life. There had to be more to it than this. Even if she wasn't doomed to live her life behind a desk because she wanted to dedicate her life in becoming a doctor, saving lives, she knew that she had a long way to go until then. She was almost sixteen years old and in high school. Not until the age of eighteen would she be able to graduate from this hell and start med school, but that would take another six years to complete and be able to start doing something remotely exciting, saving lives. Ugh… she craved the thrill and this classroom wasn't helping her at all.
The pink haired girl signed as she grew restless at her lack of her adventurous life and sat up again, she glanced at her watch, half an hour until class ended. All this wasted time was getting on her nerves. Shifting in her seat she tried not to be so obvious while stretching and yawning, not wanting to catch her teacher's eye and get in trouble for not paying enough attention to her(oh so boring) teachings. She was tired and couldn't wait for class to end so she could go home and sleep. It was Friday and the thought of two whole days with no school and her parents gone visiting her grandparents, made her grin from ear to ear!
Speaking of sleep, she was reminded of the reason she was so tired. It was that dream again. Her mood shifted as she frowned at the reminder of her strange dreams. Picking up her pencil and shuffling thru her French notebook until she reached the last pages, she started sketching the blurry things she dreamed about, more precisely some kind of symbols she kept dreaming about from time to time.
Looking at the page she wondered if she had dreamed about it before. On this page were a few other symbols she dreamed of in the past few months. Sometimes they would be frequent and repeated themselves so she drew them to get them out of her head and then sometimes they would simply stop for a while before suddenly starting up again. So she drew them to keep them off of her mind and also to kind of keep tab of them.
She looked at them, analyzing: One resembled some kind of Japanese fan, drawn in red and white. Another thing she dreamed about was a rather strange swirl with half an arrow attached to it, she didn't know what it meant. All she knew was that it somehow reminded her of a leaf, another symbol resembled just a plain circle. And then, there was the thing that she dreamed about last night, now in the process of being immortalized in the back of her notebook. Starting to draw the contour, then the lashes, the tear ducts. It was an eye and everything was normal until she reached the iris. It was something really, really strange about this eye because it had four pupils. One in the middle, the normal one, and then three more around it that looked like commas. The strange part in her dream was that the eye was red and the strange, comma-like-pupils were rotating around the normal pupil. As she was trying to concentrate on adding more detail to her drawing but was interrupted by a bell.
Adrenaline rushed thru her veins as she got up from her chair, grinning widely, the drawing long forgotten as she packed her things and made her way, along with her classmates, to get dressed.
It was winter, and she felt that she had some kind of love-hate relationship with this time of year. She loved it. She loved the snow, those big snowflakes when it snowed, but she dreaded, hated even the cold. And since she had a really tiny and slender frame, no she wasn't short, she was just cute and cuddly, she needed to dress even more so she wouldn't catch a cold, and she just hated the amount of clothes she needed to stay worm, layer after layer of fabric and she couldn't move in them properly, damn it! She felt like a human snowman, big and fat and hard to move around!
But she also loved Christmas, and wrapping presents, and that beautiful feeling of cheerfulness you only feel around that time of the year! 'It's the most wonderful time of the year' she hummed to herself, staying positive, trying not to think about the cold she was about to meet outside in just a few minutes. And "It's only a month away" she thought as she tightened her scarf around her neck and fixing her matching, very cute with little neko ears, hat in the reflection of the window.
It was already dark outside, the days were very short in the winter and she frowned slightly, even if she loved the night she was very well aware of the fact that it was rather dangerous walking home alone at night, especially in a city.
Taking one last look at herself in the window's reflection she turned away and started descending the stairs, in tow with a few of her classmates with which she exchange a few pleasantries until they reached the outside part of the school's gate and bid them farewell and a nice weekend.
Reaching into her coat pocket she fished out her ear phones as she made her way home, deciding, as she plugged her handset into her phone and the music started playing, that she would walk home this time. It was a pleasant evening, with a clear, starry night sky and cold, dry breeze, but nothing she couldn't handle with all the layers of clothing she had on herself. That and she just didn't have the patience to wait for the bus in this weather. At least this way she was moving, keeping the blood rushing thru her system to keep her worm instead of freezing to death by staying in a single place.
Walking thru the dimly illuminated streets, she took a shortcut and signed and listening to the music provided by her Favorite music station and felt a chill run down her spine as she heard the lines of the song:
"First you both go out your way
And the vibe is feeling strong
And what's small turn to a friendship
A friendship turn to a bond
And that bond will never be broken
The love will never get lost (and the love will never get lost)"
She felt her heart rate picking up, anticipating the words as she hummed along to the song, something about it felt strange with her, like it reminded her of something, of someone, and flashes of her dreams started playing inside her mind. She felt somewhat hurt, it was faint because it didn't have a reason to be there and it confused her to no end.
"And when brotherhood come first
Then the line will never be crossed
Established it on our own
When that line had to be drawn
And that line is what we reach
So remember me when I'm gone (remember me when I'm gone)"
She felt weird, like something was missing, like a good part of her life was missing and that she didn't belong here. But that was impossible because she was born here, grew up here and learned everything she knew right in this city. But then again, why did she feel so…
"How can we not talk about family when family's all that we got?
Everything I went through you were standing there by my side-"
She was startled from her little bubble by a shadow she saw out of the corner of her eye, flashing with speed on the opposite sidewalk. Stopping and turning her head to the right, in the direction which she spotted the movement from, took her ear phones out of her ears and stayed as still as possible, holding her breath, trying to determine if it was really something or if it was just her imagination running wild, yet again.
A few moments later and she signed… great, now she was starting to go crazy from all those dreams/nightmares and thoughts, whatever they were, and from the lack of sleep caused by them. But she still had a gut feeling that told her she was being watched, even if she felt a little silly. Shrugging it all away, Sakura resumed in listening to music provided by her beloved headphones.
"Good evening everyone, it's 7pm on the dot, this is your Favorite Voice now speaking and presenting you the News, everything that's happened lately and today:
First of all I would like to tell you all about lately: There has been a start of a local scandal among the famous brand from around the city, each company going at each other about sabotage and staling merchandise from one another. There had been reported clothes being stolen from a few famous brands but nothing too expensive. What is really peculiar is the fact that every time a robbery takes place, the surveillance camera gets turned off and nothing else goes missing, not even money, besides clothes, shoes and occasionally winter equipment, without any trace left. The staff is almost always found sleeping or knocked unconscious. The police are at a look out for the ones responsible and advice-"
Bullshit. Utter bullshit. That's what Sakura was on the lookout for, she thought sarcastically and turned off the radio while pulling out the earphones. It wasn't worth changing the radio station. It was 7pm and all they talked about on the radio at this time, was the news.
She had only a few blocks until she reached her home so it didn't matter that much if she listened to music or not. Actually, now that she thought about it, she preferred listening to the world around her, taking in every detail that it offered both in appearance and sound.
Gazing at the starry sky she let her mind rest and wonder on its own, letting her feet take her on the familiar path she always took to get home.
Finally arriving at her destination, she took off her back pack and started searching for the keys so she could open up the gate that went around her house and guarded her garden from unwanted attention or intruders.
Rustle was heard behind her like someone just speeded by right next to her. She jerked her head and with it, but more slowly turned the rest of her body. She looked aimlessly around her, trying to pinpoint the exact place from which she heard the rusting come from or at least the source of it that caused her an adrenaline rush. "Who's there?" she asked, but didn't really want to receive a reply, and true to her wish, she received none. After a moment's hesitation, she resumedsearching for her keys, looking hastily this time and finding them in the end at the bottom of her schoolbag.
Putting the key in the lock, she twisted it and entered as quickly as she could, entering the safety of her home once again and releasing a breath of anxiety she didn't knew she held.
Making her way into her house, she turned on the light, took off her shoes, coat, and every little other clothing material that was beyond necessary anymore. She entered the kitchen and opened the fridge, taking the dinner her mother prepared especially for her to eat when she got home from school and put it in the microwave, setting it to the lowest heating range and setting the timer to seven minutes, enough time to head upstairs, and prepare the bubble bath she longed for all day, and her fluffy and comfy pajamas. Taking towels and a few scented candles, along with all the other pampering necessities, she headed to the bathroom to set them up and turn on the hot water so it could fill the tub while she ate. On her way downstairs, she turned on the music so the house would seem less lonely. Even if her cat would keep her company, she just didn't like the already quiet house so…quiet… especially at night and after her craziness started reaching higher levels than normal in these past few hours.
Dancing clumsily to the beat of the song while making her way to the kitchen just in time, when she entered the microwave signaled the end of the program and thus she opened the door and grabbed the dish hastily forgetting it was hot and almost dropping the delicious food in the haste of not wanting to burn her hands off.
Finally setting herself properly at the table she ate in silence, occasionally feeding her cat some of her food in little pieces, they ate listening to the comforting sound of music playing in the background.
Finishing her dinner, she cleaned and washed her plate, leaving it out so it could dry out on it's own, she made her way upstairs, with her cat right behind her, stopped the music from playing on her way there and double checked all the windows that they were properly closed. Last year, due to a sudden snow storm and the windows not being properly shut, they ended up broken and they had to replace the window's glass right in the middle of winter. She shivered at the memory of the few cold, cold nights she had to endure last winter. Now it was better to be safe than sorry.
Getting it over with all the windows, she finally went to the bathroom, stopping the water and looking at all the foam and bubbles that formed while she was her errands.
Taking her clothes off and throwing them directly into the laundry basket, she stripped away while pretending to put up a show but got intimidated when she caught her cat's gaze looking intensely at her with his black, bottomless eyes.
Sticking her tongue out at him, she proceeded in stripping away as the cat turned its head away as if saying how childishly she was acting.
Testing the water with her toe, she found it very hot bot soothing enough to bath in so she proceeded in dipping her whole foot, then the other, then, slowly but surely she leaned down and soon her whole body was soaked in hot water and covered with bubbles.
Relaxing, she leaned back and closed her eyes, letting her mind wander aimlessly once again, without knowing that a pair of eyes was watching her intently from the shadows.
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