Imperfectus

2

Who thought love will find you even if you are not looking for it.

They say money cannot buy happiness. For me who have an abundance of this enviable sin since I was born, I believe it cannot buy a lot of things.

One of those things is my father's appreciation.

I came to this town after a fight with my father.

Even though I was the heir of the richest family I was dead set on proving my worth.

It didn't take me long to orchestrate a perfect routine after coming to this new town.

Wake up, jog, read new paper.

Get ready

Drink coffee

Take the bus

Work

Evening walk

Make dinner

Eat

Read

Sleep

Repeat

My days were organized and well thought off. There was no room for uncertainty in my life. There was never a rush in my attitude.

Quietly and peacefully, I used to perform all the tasks.

My new routine was perfect, productive and... lonely.

My favorite part of the days was drinking coffee in a coffee shop directly across the bus stop in the morning where I would let my mind wander aimlessly.

I would look outside the window with sordid sort of boredom as the scenes used to blur.

Sometimes later while living this perfect routine, the world started to seem black and white. Like a Polaroid.

My ambition to be on top kept me going. I wanted to make a name for myself fast and come out of the shadow of my father.

There was nothing that I needed in my life but I felt something was missing.

Then one day I saw her. A flash of pink against my monotonous world. I had to snap out of my reverie and had to open my eyes to actually look instead of just dismissing the scenes passively.

My eyes couldn't help but follow her all the way. Pink what an unusual color.

It happened again and that pink flash was running this time too.

Three times a charm, the third time I saw her she had managed to catch the bus yet again.

This went on for a month, by now I should have been able to dismiss it as a regular occurrence and put it back in my mind but I couldn't.

The way she appeared out of the corner with so much energy and color and ran. I just couldn't take my eyes off her.

Her whole being was brimming with so much energy that I felt drawn to it.

In my lonely little repetitive world that became some sort of amusement. Some sort of light.

There were times when the bus had started to vibrate with the hum of the engine and she was farther away and all my perfectionist senses would go haywire that something would be messed up.

I wouldn't particularly look out for her. It was she that would boldly barge into my view and make everything else fade out.

Sometimes I caught myself sighing in relief whenever she boarded and other times I saw her with hitched breath.

At first, I found her to an extremely clumsy sort of person.

I mean I would never take a risk with such a close call. I was calculative and unrelenting and inflexible.

It would do her good to leave early.

But then again, the way she ran, there was something about it, to run into uncertainty so daringly with such cheerfulness and not caring about consequences. Maybe that's how she was.

Maybe that's what it's called just take a plunge.

My mind went to the thought of joining Oto firm that keeps nagging me at the back of my mind but I wouldn't join it because its success rate was unpredictable.

For some reason, I began to see her as a determined and daring sort of person despite all the odds she was displaying, because the way she ran, it was something I could only look upon from the distance.

Then I joined Oto firm.

That choice was uncertain but it always attracted me. So I decided to take a plunge and work my way best towards it just like she ran towards her goal.

It was the first time I did something like this in my whole life.

It was something new to me. But I felt good and dare I say, happy something that I haven't felt in a long while. It was the first step towards building myself.

What I didn't know at that time that that was just the beginning of how my impeccable routine began to get affected by this small street gazing incident.

A/N: Hi everyone. It's been a while. Sorry for the long wait.

I know it is short but bear with me.

Somewhere along the way, I got stuck. Well you see part 1 had an obvious punch in it. So I wanted this part to have the same energy. So after like trying sooo hard to put energy into it, somewhere, I thought, hey, it's Sasuke POV, it isn't supposed to be like Sakura's so after that the story got in place.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter, it helped a lot and everyone who favorited and followed.

If you have read it, let me know your thoughts. I really want to know.

~Charm

Sasuke and Sakura meeting coming up next chapter. Real soon.