Konichiwa! Please accept my warmest gratitude to all the readers of my —err—story…Anyway, your gonna be reading its conclusion. Too bad it will end soon.
The original story was inspired by the song Behind these Hazel Eyes. Hope you can hear the song while reading this. Happy reading.
What Made the Black Box White
Third Chapter: Inside the White Box
by sgraffy
She is there, still soft and beautiful. She's in a place I never
thought she would be.
She's in a place of enclosed with
darkness and filled of emptiness. It was lifeless. Even the powerful
blow of the wind can't give her warmth. Even the playful radiance
of the moon can't reach her. Her eyes cried to its limit and tears
flow from her heart like hot blood slowly taking away life.
Why?
Seems like just yesterday, you were a part of me, I used to stand so tall, I used to be so strong.
Why is my dear Hinata crying?
The cut was deep. It is cold and painful. Her feeble heart was made weaker. But she won't give up. She accepted the consequences. For the first time she felt special. He let her feel important, that she can do something admirable. She never felt so cared for. It was beauty.
However, it was taken away from her. She was taken back to reality. She was made to realize this was wrong, that this was a hindrance to her responsibilities to her family, to her clan. They all stood against it. They took the beauty away and left it bare.
What could she do?
Nothing.
Your arms around me tight everything felt so right, unbreakable like nothing could go wrong.
They met. Then they met again, then again. It is followed by another, then more.
But even they met, they can't hide their sadness. Only their eyes talked. They talked not the language of the world for the world had abandoned them. They knew only the language of the heart that brought slight relief to their soul.
They met in silence. They let the wind blew them cold while they gave each other warmth. Their body rested in each other. The two of them were beautiful. They were masterpiece done by skillful hands.
But hey can't deny the truth. It was wrong. Even he found comfort from her, even he felt cherished by her, even he experienced secured with her, it would not last; for he would soon be filled again with revenge. Even she was filled with happiness by him, even she was made strong by him, even she was cared by him, it would not lost either; for her heart might collapse from her added responsibilities.
The universe was against them. He had something more important to fulfill and she was needed by something else. Their meeting was forbidden. Their meeting was not arranged, it was not accepted. It was denied and the two were guilty.
She would suffer more than him and eventually she would grow weaker then after she might be gone. He wouldn't want this to happen. She wouldn't want to ruin her. So he left. He gave her freedom because he's too weak to defend her. He's too foolish to protect her. He was still a coward, a loser. And she didn't want to hurt him, so she left. She didn't want to but she cared for him so she left.
And the two of them never met again.
I told you everything opened up and let you in, you made me feel alright for once in my life.
Still in the box were memories, scraps of beautiful masterpiece. It would forever be trapped in there so that no one would remember, except for the two of them. In their minds they still remember. They still had the memories deep in their heart. And they would forever remain. They will forever be treasured. Happy memories that once made them feel loved for a while. Joyful are the moments that gave them warmth for sometime. These are great memories that let them escape from reality and led them to each other.
Alas! The black box will not be opened forever…for it turned white.
Swallow me then spit me out,
For hating you I blame myself,
Seeing you it kills me,
No, I don't cry on the outside anymore.
We hear her voice, "The moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it…Sasuke?"
We hear his voice, "Yes …it is."
They let the wind blew them cold.
Silence.
"Hinata...?"
"…Nane—?"
"…"
"…"