6 Underground
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Naruto
I walked out to the woods before sunrise the next morning. I left Sakura-chan asleep in my bed. She had a rough night. I'm glad she came to me when she did. I had seen her like this before but this night topped it all. She didn't tell me what happened but I suspected that it involved that asshole once again. Usually when Sakura-chan ran to me, I would be plotting thoughts of blood work for Katsuya. I played myself killing him and hiding the body over and over again in my head. I didn't think about the consequences if I got caught for murder. I didn't care; Katsuya would finally be getting what he deserved for giving Sakura-chan hell for all of these years! But this morning, my head was completely blank. I felt numb all over. Maybe it was because of the lovemaking with Sakura-chan. I couldn't tell. I don't even know why I was out walking right at this moment. But I just kept walking through the woods.
I came to the same clearing in the center of the woods I crossed into yesterday. Sure enough, I found the same little girl I ran into yesterday. She was dropping seeds into the ground and covering them with dirt. Curious, I slowly and quietly walked up behind her to see what she was doing. Why would she be planting anything here of all places? That just seemed ridiculous. I just couldn't understand kids now.
"I'm planting roses." she answered without turning around. I froze in mystification. How did she know I was here? The girl turned to me smiling. "What kind of roses?" I asked. "Yellow." the girl answered. I just stared at her blankly. "Why?" I asked. She didn't answer. The girl just kept planting her yellow roses into the dead ground. As I watched her do so, I thought she was wasting her time. Nothing have been planted here and survived. But yet, I just couldn't help but wonder, can she prove me differently?
Once she was done, the girl got up and left without a word. I stared at the newly planted ground. The yellow roses were on my mind. I suddenly began to hope that I could be proven wrong and see them grow to be beautiful, as she had hoped. If not, I hated to see the disappointed look on her face by summer.
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