I was just sitting on my bed, chillin and s**t with my buddy, Kai when out of no where I got this vision of some anime scene. Mind you, this is a vision of my death- Oh wait. s**t, I remember. I was watching Ghost in the Shell and it was when Panzo (or something like that) had this chick who tried to become him and stuff and they fought and I was like "Damn... Hey Kai, what if that happened to me, like I had a twin and I was the one who died instead of the twin?" I never got an answer back but I got this vision. I think the reason he didn't answer was because I had my vision and started like freaking out. He was like "Um... You o-" "Shhhhhhh. Omg this is so cool!!!!! I mean, it's my death and all but still! OMG I GOT MY IMAGINATION BACK!!! s**t YES!!!! *snuggles against him a lot* I LOVE YOU~~~~~<3!!!!!!!!!!!!" "O__________________O;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;???????" So yeah, I totally had to type this up. After Kisame leaves, my vision goes back to repeating everything so that's pointless. sweatdrop
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The mist was too thick for any more of the bridge to be seen. All that was visible was about 5 feet in front of you and the cement face of the bridge. Sasuke stared down at the lifeless girl, horror stricken. His blood ran cold, his onyx eyes grew wide at the site of the blood and her condition. Her raven hair was strewn every where, some of it covering part of her face, obscuring the view of her lifeless blue eyes. A small blood stream slid down her face from the right corner of her mouth. Her black kimono-like shirt and obi were cut right open, along with Nya's entire torso. Sasuke's hands began shaking before his whole body followed suit and he collapsed onto his knees beside the girl's body. Slowly, he slipped one arm under her head while bringing up her torso with the other hand. His mouth agape, Sasuke stared into her eyes right before the rain began pouring down, washing away the blood on the already slick bridge. Wet hair matted both of their hair to their skin and rain trickled down the back of the boy's neck, but he didn't notice. Sasuke couldn't notice anything at all. Nothing, except his dead love. He didn't even notice that his brother was standing just a few feet away, watching as his younger sibling cried out in anguish towards the sky first, then bent his head over and buried his face inside of the girl's hair and continued his cries until they turned into a series of sobs. His shoulders shook even more with each in take of air and exhale of sobs. Itachi's eyes glided over the two, his own sorrow filling his red eyes. Unable to view any more, he turned, Akatsuki cloak swishing and blue tobi making squelching sounds with every step. Up ahead of the elder Uchiha, heavy running foot falls sounded through the mist. He stopped in his tracks, knowing exactly who it was. A black haired, red eyed girl in a cut off top and Capri and black tobi came barreling through the mist, the stopped abruptly in front of Itachi, panting wildly. "Where are they?" she demanded, despite being out of breath. The red eyes of the male said it all, but he simply closed them and shook his head slowly. Immediately, the girl's face dropped, surprise and worry spreading across of it. "No... No no NO NO NO! NO! SHE CAN'T BE!" Screaming, tears forming in the corners of her eyes, Miaiko took off, but didn't very far before Itachi grabbed her around her waist and gripped one wrist tightly. Flailing, she began to struggle against him, screaming various remarks that, after a while, began to not make sense any more. When the struggling of the girl began to weaken, the elder Uchiha brought her into a tight embrace, both so she wouldn't go off and see the corpse and so that he could comfort her. Wails emerged from Miaiko's lips, merging with her sentences and various screams, all of which turning inaudible after some time. Sasuke's own crying died down into whimpers as the rain continued on. From the mist emerged Itachi's Akatsuki partner, Kisame. For a second he took in the scene in front of him, then realized what had happened and bent his own head down in acknowledgement of the deceased. An almost whispered condolence escaped the blue man's lips and he left as quickly as came.
Hhymn · Sun Jun 13, 2010 @ 09:47am · 0 Comments |