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FRAGILE TOUCHES
Chapter 1: DIM LIGHT
Hours passed but still she's there, at that very spot-unmoving. Her eyes shut tight, head buried in her crossed arms which lies on top of her bent knees. Her legs Are elevated-chest level of her sitting position. Her back is arched and stiff. She looked trashed, dumped. Her used to be glistening white dress is now grayish in color. It used to be straight –not a single traced of fold-ironed neatly, perfectly, but now it's wrinkled, as wrinkled as a crumpled paper.
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The streets are clean-few hours before dusk-no villagers can be seen outside. He walks through the silence under the littlest light of lampposts. Cold winds continue to blow as he adjusted his scarf to reach his nose. It's been quite a while, quite a while since he has last been here, in this village. That's the reason why he wanders this time, to know his way through the place and perhaps…refresh some memories.
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Her once confused mind is now empty. Her tears were already dried on her pale, cold cheeks. Her long, messy, pink locks sways with the wind as it blows continuously. It's cold, so cold indeed but she doesn't seem to care. She doesn't feel cold; she doesn't see the blinking light posts around her, she doesn't even hear the footsteps seeming to approach her frail figure.
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He continues to walk through the silence and darkness of the street; each footsteps echoing in his ears and his ears only. The lights seem to dim slightly as he reaches farther parts of the village until he met this place with blinking light posts. The place seems to be a park, an old, abandoned park. He saw a small, old, brick fountain at which he considered the center of the park; water miraculously flowing from it. A few meters from it, he saw a crooked figure. He adjusted his sight and figured that it is a person, a girl he presumed. He observes her for a moment, keeping his ground. He first noticed the pink strands of her…hair? that flows freely with the cold wind. Her skin is white as paper. Her feet are dirty and bruised. She looks a real mess.
She now felt a presence and for a second there, she thought. She thought of whom it might be, why he / she are here, and what should she do.
'Should I run away again? NO! I don't think so! Not this time. Not anymore. Never again will I run away! It…tires me, scares me, and makes me feel alone.'
After observing the figure in front of him, he continued to take steps towards her. Every step, his mind battles in hesitation. 'Should I brother? Or should just keep my nose out of it?' But curiosity got the best of him and so he continued.
She could feel the steps coming closer and closer. 'Who is this person? Why the hell is he here and… approaching me?'
She's puzzled of his presence, no doubt about that. He now stood only some distance from her which caused her to panic inside. She's now frightened, panicking to be exact in her thoughts. She's just had about enough real life nightmares this day and if it'll be added, she'll sure go insane!
He continued his advances until he's just good few centimeters from her, then he halted. 'Now what?' What should he do now?
She needs to face this one no matter what. Besides, she herself doesn't want to run away, right? She calmed herself and had a determined expression on her face as she raised her head to see who the stranger is.
She saw a man with a height of about 6", fair skin, and spiky black hair. He seems spaced out, or rather…
Lost in thoughts, he didn't seem to notice that the figure in front of him raised her head to his direction and is now looking at him.
She continued her observation and found that he wears dark blue leather jacket with black scarf covering his mouth and a part of his nose with much difficulty courtesy of the blinking light posts which gives off very little light.
A few seconds later, his train of thoughts was interrupted as he sensed the girl's stare. He faced her and time seemed to stop as obsidian eyes meet viridian ones. They were both lost in their own worlds for a moment.
He was the one to break the sudden contact when he snapped his head to other direction which left her staring at his side view.
She blinked a few times as she stared at him. 'What was that? His eyes…they're so deep…like you could drown. It seems to speak of too much meaning.'
"Who are you?" she speaks with courage. "What happened to you?" he questioned back, setting his gaze upon the girl.
"Just tell me who you are." She narrowed her eyes impatiently at him.
"I'll tell you who I am, and then you answer my question." He said not suggestively but rather demandingly. She tore her gaze from him and looked away sharply. She just can't agree with the deal offered by the stranger.
Obviously, it's a 'no', he understood. "Fine then, I won't push you to spill…my name is Sasuke."
She set her eyes upon the boy once more. "Perhaps it wouldn't hurt telling me your name?" He spoke gently.
"I'm…Sakura."
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AiEiNoTenshi said: This is my first official fanfic. I don't expect too good comments, really but pls. review. I know it's not that great but I exerted a lot of effort, you know, just to inform you all. I hope you appreciate my story and wait for the next chapter.
I would like to thank Inky Seraph for helping me post this. Luv yah friend!
