SAKURA POV
Before me was a... well a man with cat eyes, ears and tail. I couldn't stop myself staring at his strange features. His eyes were orange and his pupils were very thin in the middle of the eye. His ears were yellow and their tips were a mix of deep brown and white which were put on a blond head. They look soft, I want to touch them... WTF am I thinking ?! I forced my gaze to go downward. His tail was flopping on the ground and was of the same colours as his eyes. I looked at his weird outfit, ones that you will only find in old Japanese movies. He was wearing a green yukata with the front a bit opened so I could see his strong chest. A black belt was around his waist but from the way he was wearing his clothes, it was a bit unnecessary. A blue cape was on his shoulders and, I needed to admit that but he was really good-looking, especially with his yukata put this way.
I snapped out of my moment of admiration when I remembered what he just did to Night I won't admit it before him but I began to like him, surely because of my lack of love when I was small, he will just bother me about it for weeks.
I was going to attack him when he spoke first.
" I don't want to fight two children so I'll just let you go with your friend. But remember that, I recommend you to stay away from the Royal Carriage. If you stick around again, I will show no pity ! " he said with anger in his voice. But there was something else there... sympathy or pity ?
Judging the situation I was in, I decided to try and speak with him. He said something about Royal Carriage so I believe that the long group earlier was the Royal Carriage he is maybe protecting ?
I put down the hood covering my features and my hair and slow walked toward him.
" Actually, we are travellers that were on the way to go see the Imperial Meeting. Seems like we bumped, accidentally, in one of the participant of this meeting. What a chance ! Let's forget about us meeting each other like that and restart over, what do you think of this ? " I said, friendly with a small smile.
Inside of me, there was a conflict. How can I trust him that easily ? Maybe because he doesn't look like to be a bad guy and because his aura is orange, which is a good aura. I can see them and I can from the colour if the person is good or bad. Night's is grey. Only the black ones are bad.
While I was thinking, I didn't see him staring at my eyes for 10 seconds and when I perceived it, his cheeks reddened and he looked away. I cocked my head on the side and watched him. I wonder if he has any fever ?
Night was at his feet, still unconscious. I wonder what he did to him, maybe a chopstick on the neck ?
" I-I don't know, maybe we can ? " he spoke suddenly and said that like a question.
" Yup, cool ! What's your name ? I'm Sasuke by the way and he is Night. " I used a fake name and pointed my finger at the werewolf still unconscious on the ground, wait.... no, he was sleeping... And snoring like hell. Do I need to wake him so I can beat him up of falling asleep in this situation ?
I looked skyward and sighed. I wonder what I did in my previous life to have him as my companion and burden by my side. But he's proximity make me feel warm. Why ? The same goes with the cat guy. I was feeling safe around them. Maybe because their auras were so different of the ones in the Human World. It was my first time seeing other colours than black. Yup, my life was pretty messed up that i didn't meet anyone other than the baddest. That is one of the reasons why I ran away, among other things.
The stranger smiled and I sucked in a breath. He was like Apollo, with all the good vibes and all. I forgot that a moment ago, he knocked off Night and stared at him. When he realised that, he turned away and his cheeks reddened even more. It was quite cute.
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