Maybe I've Loved.:Maybe I've Loved:.Never eating.Never sleeping.Never living.What has my existence really been up until this point?Yuuko-san said that, with a great deal of yearning, this prolonged fantasy would one day become my reality.I saw them for the first time not too long ago. Admittedly, they didn't appear to me in the vivid clarity I'd always imagined, but it was enough for me to take comfort in. Although their faces were oddly obscured by darkened shadows, I could still detect that endearing expressions had invisibly etched themselves into their blank, paper-white faces. Even the fact that they may never have existed in the first place
Thanks For The Memories.:Thanks For The Memories:.'Who the hell does he think he is? - Showing up almost three years after I distinctly told him I wanted nothing more to do with him or that pathetic excuse for a village.' I slowly shifted my body to the other side of my rickety bed; the mattress dug uncomfortably into my side and the frame gave a feeble squeak as I came to rest on my stomach, but none of this derailed my train of thought.For what seemed like the thousandth time that night, I was suddenly swept away from the confines of my dank room and onto a rocky, plateau-like statue carved in the likeness of the Shodaime."Sasuke!"Even with the waterfall'