OF BUZZING AND CHIRPING
Death's Vignette
In the beauty of it all, Haruno Sakura is sadness personified; it isn't actually solace for Chuunin Hinata but there the phenomenon was, unmistakably setting on the manuscript of past. Sakura's eyes hinted of longing, that feeling similar to surrendering her own existence for the sole purpose of filling the void spaces Sasuke left with himself; Sakura's lips attempted to glimmer in relief but the actual sentiment is far from it, far from the melancholy of it all. Sakura's body shivered in the deadpan ambience of the Sound Village; her shiver is a defense mechanism, Hinata thought – and would the chuunin blame the pink-haired lass of desperation? Call it sympathetic at that. The idea of blameworthiness would be plausible only if they were little kids that drags the ash of boisterousness when they play a game, but unfortunately, it was real, it was human of them to pry open the reality of sorrow. Tenten sure has no business for all the things that happened, but there she went trying to bury it all.
"Ne, Sakura, at least they're okay..."
Sakura sighed. "Yeah, I guess they are..."
"Hinata-san? I guess we're off now,"
"Yes, Tenten."
"I..." Sakura hesitated, unsure of her own confidence despite the mission that upheld her own ego. It is one of those moments where gravity and low self-buoyancy mingle together; she cannot enumerate anymore the times this happened, and perhaps, it was all owed to the fact that she, Haruno Sakura, is as helpless as any dying shinobi.
"I... I want to..."
"Don't say it Sakura; it would be irrelevant for the mission to even just take a glimpse of Uchiha Sasuke, please don't make it hard for me because I know your sentiments,"
Sakura is almost on the verge of tears, but she was to let go, naturally. "Okay. I'm sorry."
Jets of water doused the vastness of Sound Village's shrubs as more and more violence stroke in the stillness of the place; another watered missile soared and it cracked an antiquated tree, just in time for all egos concerned to avoid the harshness that seemed to overwhelm them; leaves fell and the earth suddenly got too moist and, in the end, it wasn't the geniuses' idea of a great afternoon – at all. Several clones of Uchiha Itachi settled their feet on the moist grounds of the foliage of Sound Village; starkness lined his eyes while they glowed in slight red as the clones run for the death of Aburame Shino and... Sasuke. It was a moment when the two had been enjoying each other's company when all of a sudden the nightmarish entity of Sasuke's brother appeared in front of them, kunai's eager to be stained in blood. Experienced however, the two geniuses were able to dodge the first attacks, those kunai's of angular precision that keeps on trying to hit them.
Shino and Sasuke ran through the wet endlessness that jazzed their psyche up; their swift avoidance in the miscellaneous attacks were amusing in the stillness of Itachi's eyes, his sarcasm and everything else correlated with darkness, or so many people thought. His bewilderment was overwhelming in the sense of humor; it was atypical of his little brother to such commotion – to such phenomenon of camaraderie – but remembering how he tried to save Naruto... well, it was a situation open for all its worth. Itachi took some steps.
The clones halted moving. Itachi took out his shuriken's.
"What the—"
Wary, Shino leaped from a tree, resolving a jutsu before the shuriken's can reach him.
Sasuke took out his own shuriken's.
Itachi is now behind the Aburame genius. "Kage-no-bunshin Sai."
Shizune saw it all; the outline of actions towards another war of the worlds, another war of egos and so much more as to nourish the starvation of death; in her solitude at the highest peak of Sound Village tower, she tried to hold back everything on her mind regarding skirmish and, in matter of split seconds – after realizing that Hinata's team is going back to Konoha – she was gone via jutsu of teleportation. Hatake Kakashi told the Hokage to follow help Hinata's team, acknowledging the fact that it wasn't Shizune's job. Uchiha Sasuke's consciousness is akin to negativity, fear and anger at that. Hinata and Tenten are anticipating a yearning relaxation. Sakura's psyche is dancing in the tune of melancholy jazzing in endlessness.
this one's very short, ne? reviews are very much appreciated.