Disclaimer: Che. As if. This story is based off a manga I read long ago. Credited to the manga with no name... cause I can't remember it. ;
Changing
Chapter I: First Encounter
On that day, I hadn't expected anything out of the ordinary to happen.
Just going along like every other day, I was surely surprised, even though I showed it not upon my stoic face, when she came up to me.
Maybe it was because of her eyes- her bright and innocent blue eyes that held so many emotions- that which captivated me and made me say what I had said then.
Walking away and heading home with those whom I sometime consider to be my friends but others, just mutual acquaintances, I stopped when an unfamiliar voice called out my name.
A soft and barely audible voice yet I heard it nonetheless.
"Uchiha Sasuke."
Stopping in mid stride, head turning, a sudden heavy gust of wind hand blown by.
My hair obscured my view of the person for a moment when I tried to see who it was that had called my name.
Brushing them away, I then settled my obsidian hues upon the figure before me.
Small slender body.
Innocent blue eyes.
Disheveled short blond locks.
She was surely a sight.
Saying not a word and just staring I waited- wanting to know what this person wanted.
"Uchiha Sasuke," she said again. "I am Uzumaki Naruto from Shouguken Middle, Class 2. I like you. Please go out with me."
I watched as she closed her eyes, long lashes brushing against her skin for moment before she reopened them.
Confidence glowed within their blue depths.
Silently- I thought to respond with a rejection for I had never taken interest in getting into a relationship before.
Somehow though, I knew she was different and that was what made me hesitant in answering.
"Sure."
Unknowingly- though maybe by not so much- I had agreed.
Unknowingly as well- by more than I was willing to stake- I would have never guessed that that simple word would bring me such heartache and loneliness in the future that was to come.
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Chapter II: Unexpected Outcomes (excerpt)
…he gazed at me from where he sat, saddled over my stomach.
His blue orbs, a dull shade just moments before, became a false brightness.
Leaning in to kiss me, I turned my head away, purposely missing the saddened look that would then adorned his face.
"I'm sorry," he murmured and place a gentle kiss upon my cheek.
Why was he sorry?
I wondered that but in a way- I think I know why but just dare not to think of it…