The Virgin
WARNING: This story might contain mixture of religious beliefs. If this would offend you in one way or another, please leave this story immediately. Thank you. :)
Disclaimer: May this serve as the disclaimer throughout this story since we – Demon, Temper, and I – might run out of ideas. We do not own Naruto (C).
A/N: I can't believe I'm finally submitting this one.
Date written: 08/27/10
Prologue
A lone figure of a lady stood at the middle of the marketplace. She wore white-long sleeved robes and a white veil covered her face. The market was hushed down as all eyes rested upon the still form. People started to crowd around her but no one dared to get too near her or even her shadow. Everybody held their breath as they waited for her to move.
Slowly, the lady raised her right arm to the sky, making circular motions with her wrists. Her movement was graceful and mesmerizing like the flow of water. Her other arm pointed downwards, her left foot slightly forward than the other. Turning slowly in a clockwise direction, she tilted her head and watched her right hand twirl overhead. She looked like a floating goddess in her long robes. She would have been the perfect girl of every man's dream but the noticeable bump in her lower abdomen stated otherwise.
And so, under the scorching heat of the noontide sun, the lady danced to appease the spirits.
Demon: Spirits, tono?
Me: C'mon! Don't act innocent on me, Demon. You do know Shintoism, ne?
Demon: (freezes &frowns) Hmpf!
Temper: Demon is stumped! (laughs & turns to readers) Review kudasai!
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Thanks for reading! XD
