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Summary: Keichi and Keoni Hyuuga are staying at their uncle Neji's place for the summer. As they explore the house, they find an old journal, dated from more fifty years ago. Soon, they will find out about more family secrets than they bargained for.
Searching for Sanity
Prologue
He was just standing there, in that line-up, casually handing me my groceries. His shallow complexion and normal black hair and eyes didn't fascinate me much. To me, he was just like any other everyday citizen, doing a good deed in their haste to reach their eternal goal.
Yet in that infinite amount of time, I felt that we were connected.
Somehow.
Like we knew each other. Knew each other's deepest secrets.
Like a bolt of lightning, I looked closer in his eyes, and saw a brilliant shade of red, with black dots swirling around it, faster than a spinning top.
My heart started beating even faster, almost matching the pace of his eyes.
The world turned slowly for us, causing the actions of everyday passer-bys seem fluid and slow, dwindling until it couldn't slow down anymore.
Even the atmosphere around us dimmed, and if I was looking around, I would only see blurs and outlines.
But it didn't matter at that moment.
For that small second in my life, I felt overwhelmed, excited and nervous.
Nervous enough to start going back to my old ways of stuttering. If I even had the courage to talk, I wouldn't have been able to mutter comprehensible words.
Still, it didn't matter, because the unspoken things that happened between us said more than we expected them to.
And just like that, the world started spinning again at their normal pace, the average everyday crowd milling around, as I began to feel my legs moving me on autopilot.
I vaguely remembered me thanking him for his Samaritan Act, but everything else just... faded.
It was as if he was never there.
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