A/N: So this is my first SakuxIno fanfic ever! alittle fact aout the story, it happened to me recently and i began to think about it, and finally wrote it. Now lets get on with the Story!
The Chance Encounter
There she was, the person who I'd known for the past eleven years, was once again in the same vicinity as I. The rain that poured down upon the village quickly became nothing more than muffled and distant background noise. Suddenly I could hear every step that she took and every beat of my heart, I was nervous. Part of me was excited while the other half, feared the outcome of this chance meeting. I wanted to change seats to somewhere alittle more crowded—or desolate, it really didn't matter I just didn't want to be at the front any longer. But it was far too late to move now; she'd already entered the teahouse and was headed my way.
The rational part of my brain told me that my anxiety was unnecessary for and just another case of my infamous paranoia again. As she made her way closer towards me, I began to think about why distress plagued my mind; why did I feel this why? This was someone who not to long ago, I considered my confidant—my sister. But much like my view on the world, we'd changed and taken different paths in life.
Time was ticking down, and the inevitable crossing of our paths was drawing near. Images of our past times instantly flooded my brain, forcing me to remember all the things that'd taken me too long to try and forget. The closer she got the more I saw; then, the images changed. We fell for the same person, and soon became enemies. The innocent memories of childhood were replaced with the rebellious and multi-faceted dilemmas of my early teen years. We inflicted wounds verbally upon each other and to others, the problems we created and solved, but most of all, our betrayal.
The faint smile that had inhabited my face was now wiped clear off. And it is at that moment that our eyes meet for the first time in what feels like forever. I couldn't make out the emotion that lay beneath those emerald eyes, but then again, didn't I want to. We averted each other's gazes, and continued on with our daily rituals, turning our backs on our history and friendship. The relationship we once had, can never be repaired or replaced, but that's only because we don't even bother to try.
Looking back now, I wonder if given the chance, would I apologize for the harm I caused, and I came to an answer; I wouldn't. I wont give her the satisfaction in thinking that I regret anything I did, and I could do it all over again; I wouldn't change a single thing. I wouldn't ask for her forgiveness and nor I do I expect her to do the same. And if you were to ask her, I bet she'd feel the same way.
A/N: I hope you liked it, this can really be interpreted any genre really. So don't forget to tell me what you think. I'm interested in you criticism. Flames are welcome! (^_^)