Hey everyone! I know I still haven't finished Untied Shoes(Death Note) but I just couldn't help myself!
The thing below is a song I wrote myself, based on the story! It's very much original and I love it!
Anyway, the character name is Keiko-Mei Hiyoshi. Everything will be revealed about her once the story gets going and I do plan to complete this!
Please Review...Disclaimer is in the summary
She hides what she fears, attempting to conceal what she believes is her only weakness
Her eyes tell all as they search and study the shadows of the light
Afraid of what she might see
Afraid of the past which she doesn't want to remember
Which she doesn't want to hear
Which she doesn't want to see
Her eyes catch glimpses of the painful memories and harden on sight
No one needs to know how much of a coward she really is
She becomes cold and distanced, and despite being as brilliant and strong as she truly is
She can't see the truth
In her eyes is only darkness
Shadows of what she used to be
Her eyes of brilliant shadows, so beautiful
Yet so dead and dark
She doesn't know it, but she wishes and waits for one to come and rescue her from herself
To rescue her before it's too late to do a thing
And he knows it
He is the only one that can save her
Even if they haven't spoken since the day she changed
His feelings have always been the same
And he knows that he is the only one that can clear those shadows from her amethyst eyes
He is all she has left
Whether she knows it or not
Her eyes filled with shadows, though brilliant
Those eyes don't see everything
Prologue - Lost In the Past
Her amethyst eyes scanned the large gate in front of her, just to see if anything had changed in the days she had been gone.
Exactly eight and a half days and still no change. It's beginning to bore me. But, it's still home.
She adjusted her brown leather satchel which hung over her shoulder and placed one foot in front of the other as she entered the village. Her mind running clockwork as she closed her eyes briefly, trying to push back memories she didn't want to remember.
Twelve Years Earlier
Her eyes went wide and her body quivered as she watched everything in slow motion.
It was here. The Nine Tailed Fox. Kyuubi. It was here.
Move, damn it! Move!
Her legs didn't want to listen to her. She was so afraid. Her eyes were flaring in fear as she watched the demon closing in on the village, coming closer and closer. Then, they darted towards the Fourth Hokage.
She knew what was going to happen and despite the fact that she couldn't bare to watch it, it seemed that she would have to. Her muscles wouldn't listen to her and therefore, neither would her legs.
Her brain was telling her to go, her body was betraying her.
When did I become such a coward? I can't even move.
Everything that happened afterwards, despite how much she wanted to run, she couldn't. She had to stand, glued in place, and watch. Once it was all over, her eyes had become empty and emotionless. Dead to almost everything and everyone around her.
She had stood there, stuck in fear, as she watched the Fourth die to save the village and his newborn son. She watched someone she had looked up to die, whilst she was too afraid to even run away.
Present
She walked, staring directly ahead of herself, ignoring the stares she was getting.
It's the same thing every time. They don't remember who I used to be. They focus on what I became.
Her purple eyes narrowed slightly in annoyance and several people backed off.
That's better.
She hated it when people had the nerve to stare. Perhaps it was because of the fact that she hadn't said a word in the twelve years since that day?
Yes. That's probably it. Silence scares people. The calm before the storm.
She stopped walking and looked up at the tower before her, knowing that what awaited her would be a rather impatient Fifth.
But, after the death of Sarutobi, it made sense to replace him with one of his students. One of the Sanin. And, since Jeriya refused, Tsunade would be the best choice. Considering the remaining option. Besides, her healing abilities make her a great asset. Despite how impatient and lazy she is, she is the best. We need the best.
Before she entered the building, her eyes trailed over to the faces on the mountain. The faces of the previous Hokages.
Her amethyst eyes rested on the face of the Fourth briefly before moving to the face of the Third.
One day, I will be worthy enough. But not now. Not when I am still such a coward. Not when all I see are the shadows of a world that used to be so bright.