Sorry for lateness -- i didn't realize that you had started our thread. Also, apologize for length XD someone's rather taken by your chaaaar...
Had he been a normal man with morals, his grotesque treatment of China would have disgusted him to his very core. Alas, the emptiness within him protected him from such things. Instead, he was able to keep his focus where it should be – where it deserved to be. The hybrid had believed himself to harbour some understanding of love, but it had turned out that he had been terribly wrong. So wrong that when the one finally had opened his sunset eyes, she was all he could think about day and night. He had been reborn into light and colours sparkling with brilliance. He had been dead until the moment he met her.
There really was a heart within his chest, and it pressed against its ribcage prison – leaped its way up his throat as it drowned in feeling. The man had carried his void around all his life, but now he was drowning in bliss.
Mere coincidence had made it so that they both had met up in lupus form every time. He thought it natural, as the swiftest way of travel was either on horseback or by four feet. Not every luperci owned a horse – Itachi didn’t even make frequent use of his, so he didn’t particularly think about it. If he did, it was with vague thoughts of the future to gift her one. The phrase “head over heels” finally made sense, and he was ready and willing to drop everything and everyone. China had never been a true love – merely a sad echo of what he once had thought love could be. Now, he’d embrace the real thing instead, if she would let him.
Much of the trip had been made on four feet, but once he closed in to the area where they were destined to meet again, he swiftly shifted to optime. Once changed, he immediately picked up his pace. Eyes darted around with thick anticipation, as well as with fear, for there was always the hideous worry that one day, she would not come. He pushed away the rich undergrowth and caught a glimpse of her in-between the trees, and his heart jumped with a joy that still was wickedly unfamiliar. There was uncertainty in him, for he did not yet know exactly how she felt. He was wrong and wicked, but he could surely change.
”Aiyana..” His voice was soft and silky, wrapped with feeling for once. Only with her did he feel life spread through his veins.
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