"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye."-Antoine De Saint-Exupery
Reflections of the passing scenery played on the car window like an old movie. Emiko watched calmly from the inside of the car, her hands folded neatly in her lap. The prescription bottle lay cupped in her hands, its label facing the top of the car so the world could read the inscription.
Kigurashi, Emiko
62 North Futome Avenue
Take once in morning and once at night
1 refill (contact physician if more is needed)
Paid
She didn't live at 62 North Futome Avenue and she had managed to get a ride from Megumi who agreed that she should see who had paid for the prescription. Hopefully they lived at the address.
"Are you going to knock?" Megumi whispered as she pulled turned into a driveway. Emiko's jaw dropped as she stared at the giant house looming before her. Her eyes quickly skimmed over each window. The sight of so much space clouded her mind with dizzying thoughts and jealousy.
'Where do I start?' She wondered and glanced down at the bottle resting comfortably in the cradle her fingers provided. Wind shuffled through the trees, the shadows twisting over the air in an ominous terror. 'It's so dark…' Fear panged at Emiko as she gazed out the window.
"Emiko," Megumi lightly touched the girl's shoulder causing her to jump. "I saw some movement up there." Megumi pointed at a window in the middle of the house. Emiko nodded, her breath caged in her throat as she quietly stepped from the car. The gravel shifted noisily beneath her feet and she paused, her heart seemingly stopping at the sound. 'I'm so going to get caught.'
Stepping lightly Emiko managed to reach the house, its shadow sent shivers up her spine as she walked quietly closer. Her mind replayed all the things that could go wrong, the person could be a killer. Or it could be freakishly dark inside. Or they could be mad she came. Or it could be freakishly dark.
'Damn it get over the dark!' Emiko ordered as she quietly rapped on the door. Minutes passed with nothing. She didn't hear noise nor see lights to show someone was even home. 'Okay window.' She declared as she moved to the wall. Her eyes scanned over the sides, hoping they would have something she could use climbing.
Sighing in frustration Emiko jogged to the back of the house, taking a few moments to admire the tennis court, in-ground pool and hot tub. 'Stupid rich person,' she thought, she couldn't help but be jealous. This was all the things she'd always wished for as a kid.
But now wasn't the time to dwell and she noticed what looked like a black wooden fence. 'One of those contraptions for flowers to grow on,' her luck had struck again and she smiled. One hand grasped to the structure while the other fought through the tangle of overgrown plant that had grown unchecked.
To her joy the structure was sound and after minutes of struggling with whatever had grown she felt the victory of her hand grazing the smooth surface of a balcony. Her other hand hastily grabbed onto the ledge and she pulled herself up, feeling the relief of the solid surface beneath her.
Opening her eyes she got to her feet slowly and edged closer to the spacious windows connected to the balcony. Other the other side of the glass was a room with sparse furniture and double doors. Slowly she reached a finger and poked at the window, noting the slight movement it gave at her light push.
Glancing down she grasped the copper door handle and twisted, feeling the surprise and success as it twisted silently to her demand. She carefully pulled and stared with seized breath as it silently opened. Peeking in Emiko noticed a sleeping form in the bed and quietly stepped inside, leaving the door ajar in case she needed to run.
The medication that had been resting in her pants pocket rustled, clinking against their container. Emiko froze her heart seizing as she watched the form turn into the shadows. Seconds passed before the brunette allowed herself to breath and she cautiously moved towards the bed, her curiosity as peeked as ever.
"I don't want waffles…" A hand flew to Emiko's mouth and her eyes widened in pure enjoyment as she recognized the voice.
"'Cause they get caught in my braces…" Emiko closed her eyes in an attempt to not laugh. 'Who would've thought it…Sasuke sleep talks.' The very idea increased her laughter 5 fold.
"Iie…bully." A strangled giggle escaped her lips and she dropped to the ground with a soft thud as the Uchiha turned in his bed. Hesitantly Emiko rose to crouch beside the bed, her blue and brown eyes gazing at the Uchiha. Spurts of giggles rose but they eventually stopped as she studied Sasuke's face.
His features were peaceful, almost happy while he slept. The moonlight brushed across his pale face while locks of raven hair fell in odd directions. Strands graced over his face and Emiko smiled faintly before she extended a hand and softly touched the lock before she moved it gently from his face.
'He's cu-' Emiko abruptly pulled away her hand and forced the thought to stop in her mind. Her gaze turned to her jacket pocket and she cautiously withdrew the prescription bottle to stare at the label.
'Paid…does that mean he paid for it?' The question revealed many more with no lead to answers. 'Why would he do that?' Emiko shook her head, her hair swishing over her face in a mess that caused the teen to become quite agitated.
'Stupid Sasuke went behind my back…' regardless of her pride she knew that he was helping her. She was forced to acknowledge that she has no basis to be upset as Taking another long look at the teen she let her finger slide over his face for a mere second. She murmured an 'arigatou' and left silently the way she came.
Once back upon the ground Emiko jogged back to Megumi's car, no longer caring about the noise she made. She grabbed the handle, waiting until she heard the click of the locks before she climbed into the passenger side.
"So, who was it?" Megumi asked quietly as she pulled the car to life. Steadily she led it around the driveway before halting at the exit, waiting patiently for the response. Emiko hesitated, her gaze resting on the label while her mind replayed thoughts. He had helped her and she knew he had just as much pride, what if she told them that he had paid for it? That would be a way to ruin his reputation. 'Stupid conscious…' she thought with a faint smile before she looked up to Megumi.
"Nobody. They weren't home."
A/n: so I hope you enjoyed. It might seem a little out of character for Emiko what she did but hey, I thought it was kind of sweet. I absolutely love Sasuke's sleep talking. That was the most fun to write. .
"Sleep is a refuge. It's where we can be a child again. It's where we can be a fairy tale hero and it's while we're sleeping that our true self comes to light."- Amy McDermott
