The Reunion
Looking
down I couldn't help but notice how much they've change since the
last we met. Sakura has developed into a beautiful young woman not
that I would admit that. Nope. Her hair is the same as the last we
met, Flowing freely down her neck coming to a stop around her
shoulders. Pink tresses of silk that probably felt as soft as it
looked.
Her sea green eyes still sparkled with girlish glee although hidden behind fierce determination. Her outfit consist of a red zip up sleeveless vest over a black spaghetti strap shirt, small black shorts under a pale pink mini-skirt with a shuikken holster on her right upper thigh. Black fingerless gloves with the pale pink arm warmers, and black high heeled boots that go a little below her kneecap.
I peeled my attention off of her beautiful form to my sickly pale skinned carbon copy. His hair was the same color as mine, mostly though it didn't have that blue-ish tint to it like mine does. He wore a black tummy shirt with low riding black jeans. There was a small sword strapped on his left shoulder while the other held a small sling of a backpack. Even through my lack of attention when Orochimaru introduced him, I remember hearing his name. Sai or something close to it. Not that I really cared nor do I care now.
I heard footsteps running toward us from part of the broken hallway before a blonde haired, blue eyed teen appeared. Clothing wise I doubt the boy...no Man knew anything about fashion ...not that I did...but back to the topic at hand. His shirt was a combination of black and orange with that same swirl only now on his upper left arm. Orange adorn his lower body with white bandges wrapped around his right thigh and from what I could see he had a kunia pouch on the back left of his hip.
His eyes locked with mine creating a sense of dieing and becoming anew with the feeling wafting through his deep ultramarine eyes. I felt as though all Ive ever done wrong had been forgiven and those forsaken past memories disappeared. No! I cant forget my revenge upon my brother. Not even for something so...welcoming as to be back in Konaha with the idiot blonde, to be back with the warmth that I never admitted loving and embracing till the last seconds of the day ticked by and I had to return to the cold and forbidding...house as I couldn't come to call it home after he killed them. But no more as I have sworn to break all bond with them, and on a whim I shall. Even if I must kill myself inside while doing so.
End Chapter One.