Chapter Twenty
Itachi- where are you? I run along the streets of an empty town, hoping that it was the one that they had kept me in. My footsteps echo in the dark as my shoes hit the rocky street. It seems like the streets never end, and just keep going in any direction they want to be. The moon paints the town with a dull light. Although my eyes have by now adjusted- I still find it strainful to see in this dimness.
I've been traveling almost the entire night; my legs are now both sore from travel, but if I want to make it- I have to ignore the pain and go. I have to see Itachi again. Just by thinking this, my movement is quicker. I have to hurry; he may be in this town.
I turn another street and a familiar sight comes into view. Looming over the street is a large, old looking building- it casts a large shadow on the street below it. This is where they first kept me. I stop outside the large doors, remembering the circumstances I was in when I was first here. My heart yearns to see Itachi's face again. Images of him flash through my mind and the wind rushes towards the open doors, as if trying to make me go in.
I follow the wind and slowly enter the doorway; the building was dark and cold inside. I enter the hallway and an ominous feeling is hanging in the air, the wind is no longer felt. I walk into the main entrance and turn left, remembering what Deidara had said when I was here before. The hall was empty and turning another corner- so was the room I had been kept in.
How did I get here?
Disappointed and tired, I walk over to the corner of the room that I stayed in while I was here. Slowly, I sit down and my eyes wonder over to the spot where Itachi had sat. How can I be sure that these feelings I think he has are true? I was wrong about Sasori- and he kissed me. All Itachi has done is try to help me from the psycho. Itachi never actually said that he even remotely liked me.
That would mean that I left Konoha and gave up my regular life for nothing. Can I accept that?
I stare at the bathroom door and remember when I had bit my lip. My lip. We had come so close to kissing- I couldn't have just imagined that- could I? But- it never happened- we never did kiss. I bow my head and feel tears eat away at the corners of my eyes, trying to get out. It couldn't have all been a lie. I know it's not- I left my village- my life! It's not a lie.
The building creaks around me and I hug my knees to my chest, leaning my head down. The tears land on my arms and slide down coldly. Memories of this whole experience come rushing to me. The rice ball, the candy, the dream, biting my lip, nearly kissing Itachi, being kissed by Sasori, watching Sasuke die, being taken from Itachi, being chased after by Itachi, nearly being killed by Sasori- and yet- I still want to stay.
My eyes tire from the tears and angst and I close them, with more tears still coming. And in that small amount of time- I must have drifted off to sleep, because when I reopened my eyes- there was a pair of feet before me.
this is a short chapter- probably the shortest yet, but you might know why
if you have figured out why- don't post it, I want people to figure it out on their own.
as always- thankyou for reading, for commenting and most importantly, for being there for me.
much luv
kitty
p.s.
flames to dust- lovers to friends- why must all good things come to an end?