Hibisha: Odd thoughts in the middle of the night.
TOBF: Creepy~
Hibisha: Ah this was posted as a response to a prompt on that fb group.
TOBF: I see I see. Anyways, Hibisha doesn't own Inazuma Eleven. Enjoy.
"Silence"
Shirou Fubuki whistled as he walked through the wood, whistling a tune his grandmother used to hum every morning when he woke up. Looking around, he suddenly frowned, realizing he had lost his way. Shrugging, he continued along the path, skipping over the roots of trees. The cold winter air blew through his hair and made him shiver slightly.
Winter. His favorite time of the year. He remembered his Grandmother baking cookies early in the morning for him to eat. His twin brother, Atsuya, would try to eat them all before him. Even now, his brother would always try to take away what was his...but all that didn't matter to him right now-he was feeling peaceful. Walks like these always made him feel like he was the only person in the world. No annoying twin loitering around, no stupid popular best friends-just him and his thoughts.
In fact, he only person who had always made him feel comfortable was his Grandmother. As always, she helped him relax tonight as well.
"Hey Grandma," he called over his shoulder, smiling, his orange orbs glittering, "Why don't we dig a hole?" The old lady didn't reply. In fact, apart from that initial scream, she hadn't made a single sound all night.
Silence...it was peaceful.
Hibisha: I think I need to visit a shrink.