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Warning: Story contains out-of-character-ness and language.
Summary: He became emotionally withdrawn, silent, and consumed with a bitter loathing for everyone but himself and "Mother". But somehow she has managed to get through his barriers and found herself a place within his frozen heart.
This was beta-ed by Blackmoon OniOokami.
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Chapter Two – Gratitude and Mistrust
After a week he went to that clearing again. And the girl was there, too. She sat on the hard ground, her back against a tree, and her eyes held a faraway look in them. She still had the same clothes – dirty, ragged, and worn-out. Her bruises have lessened, he noticed. She did look better than a week ago. As if sensing him, she turned her head. Her eyes and his met. She blinked two times before she smiled at him with that smile again. She stood and ran towards him.
Suddenly she tripped. He found it strange. There was no obstacle that could cause her to fall. He stood motionless as his sand caught her, before she felt on the ground. She patted the sand. The sand circled around her for a moment before it split to let her walk towards him. His sand followed behind.
When she stood about half a meter away from him, her right hand reached in her pocket and took out two onigiri. He stared at it. Then he looked up to the girl's face. She just smiled. His lips curled up into a sneer before he slapped it away. He watched as the onigiri rolled. Then his eyes met hers. She did not look angry, only puzzled. She did not even say anything but kept looking at him. He hissed at her, his eyes colder than ice could ever be and left.
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A/N: Edited. Thanks for SleepWriting for pointing out my mistakes. Thank you very much :)