After I had a couple of pleading reviewers here's the second part.. and to answer some of the questions. Yes Gaara and Sasuke… after all they are quite similar to each other… they both want to be strong, they're both used , and of course… both super kawaii… anyway I don't know if they are going to become a couple.. I think more of them as friends… Close friends…
Okay on with the story
Oh yeah.. Mina.. Where's my certificate ;)
The moon rays gently stroked the red hair.
Pale greens eyes without any emotion stared down into the dark night.
Trees, old ones, young ones all mixed together, were blocking out almost all light. Giving the moon a slight challenge to follow the boy.
Curious as it was it didn't gave up so quickly, his difficult task of following that is.
Suddenly the boy stopped, gazing up to the moon, reflecting it in his eyes.
Eyes, empty, emotionless. Only one who could look deep inside them, understand them, read them, could see a faint glimpse of sadness. Only one could possibly do this, only one.
He sighed, the one he just left behind, the one who read him like an open book. Lowering his eyes he continued his way, his way to something unknown.
Last years leaves crumpled under his feet. Just walking, walking without an end. Further and further away, deeper in the forest, further away. Trees happily embraced each other, finally blocking out the last moon rays. Darkness and emptiness surrounded him. Making it look like he walked into himself, where that same emptiness was always present.
He shook his head, thinking like that didn't solve anything, remember be empty be a tool, be … nobody.
Moving, faster, further, if only… if only he wasn't there.
Glancing back over his shoulder he could still hear the quite pleas of the dark haired boy.
"Why?"
"Stay?"
His words rolled over and over until it became like the thunder, coming faster and harder every time.
"Stop it."
He whispered.
But it never did, never stopping, just growing in strength. Ahh well, just another thing you'll learn to ignore. And with one single shrug the now silent pleas were forgotten.
Yes, someday this memory gouged out will melt, like the powder snow.
Yes I know short, much to short.. BUT, I will continue.. Probably tomorrow, have to eat now plus I have to leave after dinner.. Please don't kill me….. yet... ;)
Of course you can always post your questions