WATCHED

BY: Where.Are.You.My.Love

I watched her everyday after he left her alone.

On that stone bench; with nothing but a "thank you".

By the cherry blossom grove she would stand, alone, crying, never noticed.

Her friends too blunt to notice, to wrapped up in there own world to care.

But I noticed, but I cared.

And I don't know even know why.

I should hate her, right?

I should hate every inch of her for killing my Sassori.

And yet she captures my interest, my heart, my love.

Everything about her. From her unnaturally pink hair, to her short tempered attitude.

Today she took her kunai and ripped open her perfect skin.

The blood staining her pale skin like a sheet

Reflecting off the blade like the sun.

The blood pooling in the grass below.

Her tears no longer come.

Her eyes have become blank.

Unknowing.

Now she is starting to come less and less.

Yet I show up just to see if she's there.

If she's alive.

Today I confronted her.

Her sea foam colored eyes, widened like that of a frightened doe.

"Stay away." She says.

I ignore her pleas as I come near.

I speak "Why?"

She looks at her wrists making the connection.

'Why is he worried about me?' she thinks

"You wouldn't know." she replies.

"I do." Is all he replies, before capturing her in an embrace.

We sit everyday now.

Since that day.

Talking, laughing, smiling, but what is this feeling?
It yearns for her to be in my arms safe and protected.

It yearns for her to be with me every second of the day.

What is this?

She is so much happier now.

Now I am too.

Her smiles light up my day.

Her angelic laugh is music my ears.

Her scars are healed.

But the feeling it's growing stronger.

Should I ask her?

A.N. My first Fanfiction. What do you think? Sorry for any spelling errors if you see any just point it out. I will add another chapter if i get enough reviews. Ja ne!