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Fools of Fate
By:Christina/ Aikiko-Ashra
Prologue
He closed his eyes as the cool breeze washed over his pale face, moving the single tear that had slipped from his pupiless, jaded eyes. He stood at the rooftop of the hospital, his back leaned against the metal railing, supporting his body. The door began to creak open as a man with dark brown hair and gentle brown eyes walked in, staring straight at him. Neji quickly wiped away the tear that had left a moist sensation on his cheek, he couldn't break down, not in front of this man who was his rival. A rival in both love and war.
"How is she?" asked Neji, staring the man in the eye.
"She's still in critical condition. She might not survive, neither may..."
Neji put his hand up, stopping his speech. "This would never have happened," he said, "if I had been true to myself. Maybe than her and my—"
"Don't say my, for all we know it may be mine. I loved her just as much as you do, and I won't let go of that link that may connect me to her."
Neji paused, then nodded, understanding what the man meant. "But I won't give up, even if it is yours," he stated, a promising tone ringing throughout his voice.
The man nodded back at him, accepting the challenge.
A rush of wind swept pass them, carrying with it brushes of dead brown leaves. They both stood still, enveloped in silence, the same memory flickering through both of their minds, recalling them to the beginning.
"I remember when I met her, and you, it was mere coincidence," reminisced the man. He stared out at the clouds that floated by carelessly on top of them, acting as if the world hadn't stopped, hadn't changed at all, even though their lives had been turned upside down.
"Hai, I remember as well. But I regret it. I wish we hadn't run into you, I wish we never met you, then nothing would have changed between us," he informed. He shook his head and closed his eyes, remembering the day as clearly as if it had just been minutes ago, not years.
The man smiled at him, even though he could not see, "but I don't regret it, because it had brought her to me."
