A Little Dose Of SasuHina Love - No. 10: Stardust
The horizon was shrouded in twilit layers of dusty grey, dim orange, pastel green, and pale blue. The throngs of people were gathered around in anticipation of the fireworks.
The minutes slowly ticked by, much to the impatience of the crowd until finally the evening turned dark, and the magic began.
The fireworks exploded one by one in bursts of shiny colors, like a waterfall of golden sparkles. It scattered in all directions, alighting the midnight sky, as if seeking their place among the stars. Other fireworks produced shapes of shocking pink hearts and colorful flowers - violet-emerald petunias, and orange-bronze sunflowers.
Children held tightly onto their parents' hands, mouths hanging wide open in absolute awe, enamored of the fiery, booming brilliance. The elderly, having lived long and seen many years of the world pass by, cherished this transient performance - even though they've witnessed the phenomenon several times before. The teenagers, wishing to grow up or yearning to stay young; the adults, proud of what they have made for themselves or loathing what they have become - it was all forgotten. Even the couples, the lucky ones out there in love with their significant other, leaning into each other's embrace and craning their necks to watch the lovely view together; what else could be a more romantic night?
And that one little girl, who abhorred the loud noise and got lost in the marina full of strangers because she wanted to chase after some random person's dog, wailed and wailed and wailed.
"Where is mommy and daddy? Where are they? What if they can't find me? I want my mommy and daddy!" But her cries and sobs went unheard over the head-ache inducing spectacle. 'I'm all alone...' That terrified her more than anything.
"What's wrong with you?" a high-pitched voice asked. The girl lifted her tear-stained face, rubbing at her watery eyes, unable to see who had spoken to her because it was too dark. It sounded like someone around the same age as her. "Your mommy and daddy not around?" When Hinata could not answer in-between her hiccups, her words spilling out in a jumble of incoherent sounds, the boy huffed in exasperation. Next, he snatched her hand and roughly pulled her onto her feet, shoving passed the crowd with the blubbering girl in tow. "Fine. I'll go find your mommy and daddy. But you better promise not to be such a cry-baby."
Sasuke hated seeing girls cry, and he'd do anything to make them stop, even if it meant being nice.
(A/N): This was my take on the Fourth of July fireworks. It was the coolest thing ever, and it was worth the hour wait. :p I don't know about you, but I'm infatuated with the kiddie Sasu and Hina.
My favorite lines:
1) The entire third paragragh
2) Sasuke hated seeing girls cry, and he'd do anything to make them stop, even if it meant being nice.
Share me your favs. :3