A/N
Greetings.
This brainchild of mine was inspired by a book I read recently called 'The Bone People' by Keri Hulme. You should check it out coz it is pretty amazing stuff. This fic is kinda based on the book but only very loosely as I couldn't use Sakura and Sasuke without changing quite a bit but that's okay because orignality is in right? Anyways this is the prologue and the other chapters should be longer...hopefully. So without further ado...enjoy~
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto so don't sue...really just don't.
Prologue
What is it that you speak of
when you say eternity
and
Can I come too?
The
Beginning
of
the
End.
He walks down the street, head high and eyes clear.
His face is kept carefully blank yet there is a shadow of a smile clear to those who took the time to look for it.
The people passing by nod their heads at him in greeting and he nods back in acceptance.
This has been a long time coming and now that it is here he thinks that maybe it is real, maybe it is his, maybe it is forever.
Perhaps what she said was possible, to break free of the shackles that have bound him to this life, to this person for so long, so long.
And he thinks that just maybemaybe she might have been the one to give him the key to unlock the chains when he was unwilling to even look out the window. The juggernaut force that had given him the drive to escape from his unavoidable spiral into mindless stasis.
So when he holds out his hand, and it is gently taken, he smiles.
She walks down the street her face alight with joy that is reflected in her eyes.
She smiles and waves to those who pass her by on the hot asphalt.
They return the smiles as they unconsciously drift closer towards her, drawn by the apparent happiness she possesses. For she is the light.
She is the light.
She treads lightly as she weaves her way through the crowd and her grin turns feral with a knowing as she watches the people scurry about their business. But then it is gone and the guileless smile is back again and she laughs.
The breeze is cool against her face and she breathes in the seasalt in a nostalgic manner.
She can almost hear the hoarse cry of the seagulls and the keen of the west zephyr.
Soon, she promises herself. Soon.
She walks on for she is the light. She is the light.
He walks down the street, head bobbing to a tune only he could hear.
People laugh fondly and beckon him close but he only laughs back and continues on his way.
The golden silence stretches out until the horizon and he closes his eyes and opens his ears as he savours it.
The silence is music. It is delicious.
Delicious like happiness.
The hot asphalt sinks as his barefeet press into it leaving slight footprints behind.
His mark on this land. forever?
He smiles at the thought and wonders where laughter goes.
Is there a place where only laugher exists?
It does not matter now for he has seen them. Silhouetted against the sunset, waiting as they continued their strange shuffling dance.
He speeds up until he reaches them, feet blackened with the liquid tar.
And he sings as he takes their hands.
On their own, or even as a pair, any pair they are only people. Ordinary people like any other. Going about their everyday business with their everyday lives. But together they are something more. They are the heart and muscle of something beautiful, something strange, something that is forever.
Together, they are the instruments of change.
Do share your thoughts my lovelies...