He's Imperfect Perfection

by That Luke Warm Feeling

Silky raven locks similar to that of the darkest crows, white pale skin like porcelain who's coldness is hard to touch, faintly painted pink lips the work of artists, devilish blood red crimson eyes. A masterpiece of mystery wrapped up in a rusted pure gold frame. This was what it meant to be a Hyuuga; an imperfect perfection. Someone that was never within my reach until now...

3. Chapter 2

Natsume's pov currently under construction...