When he was nine, he fell in love with a girl in a picture he had picked up from the street. She had a beautiful smile and lovely eyes.
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He kept it for years. Secretly, he wanted to look for those eyes, that warm smile. But he was an avenger.
His destiny was a twisted coil of anger and revenge.
No place for smiles. For laughter. For lovely eyes. For beautiful smiles.
…he was nine. Young. A child. Yet. His destiny was already foreordained.
I'm an Avenger.
Where is she?
Lovely eyes and beauti—
I'm going to be a Murderer someday.
Where are you?
Lovely eyes and beauti—
…for the sake of my clan, I will avenge them.
Save me.
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Now, he was a twelve year old boy. Stoic. Strong and a genius. He met an annoying girl with wide cheeky smile and large green eyes like of a fawn. She was kind of cute if only she can shut her mouth up. Her hair was like and smelt like cherry blossoms.
"Hey, Sasuke-kun!!"
The most annoying about her was her voice.
Always calling him.
Sasuke-kun
Lovely eyes and beauti—
Sasuke-kun
Lovely eyes and beauti—
—it was a cool morning. To kill time, (since Kakashi-sensei would be late and Naruto would be too) he brought the picture with him and had been staring at it for a long period of time.
"Whatcha you doing?" she asked cheerfully. Curious, she always was.
He frowned. He always disliked her asking questions. It made him uncomfortable. Making him forget his goal (the first one, of course). And closer to her. It was like through her questionings, a bond was forming between them.
A bond that drew him closer…to him. Closer… closer closer—
He replied monotonously. "None of your business," his keen dark eyes didn't miss the pain that crossed her eyes. Her face fell but she smiled brightly to hide the pain.
Lovely eyes and beauti—
"You're so grouchy in the morning, Sasuke-kun."
"Hn."
She took a step closer, her hands clasped behind her. "Ne, wanna go eat lunch with me after training?"
The wind blew, bringing fallen pink petals with it. The petals showered around her, falling on her hair and face. Pink locks covered the half of her face. For a moment there, he was afraid to blink.
Suddenly, he grabbed her wrist.
"Sasuke-kun—?"
The picture nearly slipped from his fingers but his grip tightened as he held it from the other hand.
"What's wrong?"
He narrowed his eyes and cursed the wind, holding her wrist firmly.
"What is it…?"
Scowling heavily, he waited for the wind and the pink petals to pass. The zephyr calmed and there were few pink petals that fell from the sky.
He released her wrist slowly. "Nothing,"
She frowned worriedly. "Are you sure?"
He gave a curt nod.
"Sasuke-kun—"
"I thought you'll disappear." He interrupted gruffly. She blinked confusedly.
"Eh? Why did you think so?"
He didn't reply and absent-mindedly lifted the picture before his eyes.
Lovely eyes and beauti—
"Hey! Where did you get that?" He lifted his gaze and found her staring oddly at the picture. Before he realized, she had had the picture in her hands, staring unbelievingly at it.
His face darkened. The picture was precious to him. It was the first thing that made him human. And she was the first person that he had formed a special bond with (though it was kind of stupid…it was only a picture anyway…).
"Hand it back, now."
"Where did you get this?"
He frowned and raised his hand to her. "I kept that ever since I was a kid. Give it back now—"
"I…"
Their eyes met.
Lovely eyes and beauti—
"I lost this when I was nine."
…—ful smile.
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He always knew.
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…since he was nine.