ARTISTE MEME
HAPPY GROUNDHOG DAY!! Wow, everyone, what a great start to 2011 with the one sentence meme! So now I challenge you to keep it up for this next month--it's only 28 days after all! Okay, so Valentine's Day is in February so think romantic so think poetry so think BAROQUE...well I don't actually know, but some anons came up with the idea of using
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His mother was lying on the ground, her face tilted towards the sky and her eyes open.
If the boy had a weapon, he would die fighting.
“One,” Sasuke whispered to himself.
“Two.” He still couldn’t hear any footsteps, and it was leaving him disoriented and nervous.
“Three.”
Sasuke dropped his bags, whirled around and launched himself towards where he estimated the boy might be. There was a single moment of pure adrenaline before he fell, scraping his knees and elbows on the cement.
The boy wasn’t there.
He scrambled back up, forcing the pain out of his mind. The boy could be anywhere, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Should he run, or stay on the defensive?
“Whoa,” said a voice from somewhere above him. “That was weird.”
Sasuke looked up. Earlier, he’d been worried. A few moments ago, he had been terrified. Now, he’d gone to some place past fear and into vague irritation, because there was no possible way to respond to this logically.
“You shouldn’t be doing that, you know,” he said, glaring up at the boy floating ten feet above the ground.
“Eh?” said the boy, a shocked expression on his face. He looked behind him, like he thought there was somebody else up there for Sasuke to be talking to. “You can see me?”
No, dumbass. I’m talking to the empty air.
“You’re breaking the laws of gravity. You’re not allowed to do that.” Please, he added mentally, about two steps away from a mental breakdown, please stop doing that.
“Oh.” The boy grinned slowly, his teeth the color of the early morning sun, and said, “Well, I don’t have to follow the laws of gravity. Gravity knows how incredibly awesome I am, so it said I could just go ahead and do whatever I wanted.”
“More like you’re just so pathetic you don’t know how. I thought people who couldn’t follow traffic laws were stupid, but you’re the first person I’ve met who can’t even follow nature’s laws.”
“Hey!” Streaks of red flared up and shot through the boy’s figure as he realized he’d been insulted. Sasuke couldn’t help but smirk a little. Taunting, teasing, throwing insults back and forth-he was on more familiar ground here.
Still frowning, the boy jumped lightly into the air and landed on the ground next to Sasuke. Realistically, the boy should have gotten hurt from a drop like that, but he didn’t even look phased by it.
The boy was a little shorter than him, with golden hair and eyes and skin that phased down into a mix of reds and oranges shot through with hints of blue and green. An interesting mix, one that meant the boy wasn’t entirely a happy-go-lucky idiot.
What was this boy? Sasuke wondered. Was he just going insane?
“So, kid, what’s your name?” the boy asked.
“Kid? That’s pretty funny coming from a child like you,” Sasuke said, fuming. He got enough of being treated like a little boy from the adults around town. He didn’t need to take it from weird child-ghost things.
“A child? I’ll have you know I’m the oldest, wisest, and most badass person in this town!” The boy stuck his chest out with pride, grinning wildly.
“Age has nothing to do with maturity. If you don’t even know that it’s impolite to ask someone’s name without giving your own, then you’re nothing but a child.”
Sasuke was mentally preparing himself for the fight he knew was about to happen. Even if the boy wasn’t a psychopath of some sort (which he didn’t seem to be) he was definitely proud, and Sasuke had probably taken his insults one step too far.
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