A girl with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes, wearing a red short dress with a red cape was asking that question to the people who were passing by her.
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She was the Heartseller. A person without a heart that sells hearts.
Ironic, isn't it?
She doesn't have a heart, but she sells hearts to others. If you ever met her you would ask her why she doesn't take a heart from those that she is selling.
-"Becausenoonefits."
That would be her answer. A so small answer, but with so much pain behind it. She can't feel many feelings due to the empty space at her chest. She can't feel happiness, sadness, love...
If you knew her story you would pity her. You would have wanted to help her find her heart. Help her live a life like you do. But you can't, because she never says her story. She hides it from everyone. After all, she doesn't have friends. She travels so often from town to town making her have no time for friends.
She is alone in a big world. Going everywhere searching for her heart.
Will she find it?
...........
Obito'sPOV
-"Here is your drink." the barman said as he gave me a glass with whiskey.
I took it and drunk a little of it. I was so lost in my thoughts to understand what was happening around me. Not that something important was happening anyway.
How could they?
He was my friend. She was my friend too. But still they hide it from me. Kakashi and Rin became a couple and they hide it from me for mouths. He knew that I loved her, but still he took her from me.
He broke my heart with that and when I saw Rin kissing him that was the final shot. My heart became million pieces, literally. Even the Heartsmith can't fix it.
I am heartless.
That could be a nice joke now that I think about it. Like "Hello. Who are you?" and I will answer "I am heartless. You?".
-"Yeah, a very good one." I mumble to myself as I laughed a little.
After that I drunk the rest of my drink and called the barmam to order another one.
-"I am sorry Obito, but it's too soon to give you more to drink." Asuma, the barman, told me.
-"Come on." I said with puppy eyes.
-"Obito no. It's lunch time so go eat something and come at night." Asuma said with an angry look.
-"Fine." I said as I paid for the little I had drunk.
After that I left the bar and went for a walk. The town is so beautiful and inside it it has more beautiful girls, but no one can fill up the empty space in my heart. After all I don't have a heart. I can't love anymore. I can't feel anything.
-"Excuse me sir. Do you want a heart?"
Someone asked making me turn my head at that direction. There I saw a girl in a red short dress with a red cape smiling at me and holding a basket with hearts inside it.
-"No, I am fine." I told to her and started walking again.
-"But you don't have a heart." she said making me stop walking.
-"How do you know that?"
-"I can feel the empty space at you chest." she said and went to touch the place where my heart was, but I pushed her hand away.
-"I have a heart you know." I told her as I looked at her angrily.
-"But it has become million pieces."
-"How do you know that? Maybe I gave it to someone."
-"You didn't. I can feel it beating in you pocket." she said while she looked at the pocket where I had a small bag with the pieces of my heart.
This Heartseller is so annoying. She says all that like she knows me, like she can understand me. But the truth is that she is like all the Heartsellers. She is a liar that just wants to sell a heart.
-"Leave me alone." I said to her rudely and started walking again.
-"Did a girl break your heart?" she asked me making me stop again.
-"You ask too many questions." I told her without turning to look at her.
-"I know, but I do it so I can help you fill the gap in your chest."
-"I don't need help from a Heartseller. The only thing you want to do is to sell a heart."
-"No! You are wrong. You can take them all if you want." she said and I turned to look at her surprised. -"I just want to help you." she continued with a sad look in her (e/c) eyes.
-"Why do you want that?" I asked her suspicious.
-"Because I know how it feels to not have a heart." she said and placed her hand at her chest where her heart was supposed to be.
-"What do you mean?"
-"I don't have a heart either."
I looked at her shocked. She doesn't have a heart... Why? How?
-"I was born without a heart." she said like she was reading my mind.
-"Why do you tell me all that?" I asked her more calm.
-"I don't know. I just feel like you should know my story." she said and then laughed. -"How strange. I used the word 'feel' even if I can't feel anything."
I laughed at that too. She has the same humor as me. That's really strange, but in a good way.
-"Ok then. I will let you help me find or fix my heart, but first I want to know your name." I told to her smiling softly.
-"I am (Y/n) (L/n). You?" she said and gave me her hand for a handshake which I took.
-"I am heartless." I said and shook her hand.
When I said that she laughed as I did. She sure has the same humor as I do, which is a good sign. We will become great friends.
-"Let's go eat something and talk about my and your problem." I said and started walking.
-"Sure." she said and started following me as she held the basket full of hearts.
It seems that this Heartseller is differnt from the others. I have to admit that she is strange, but interesting at the same time. Let's hope that she can help me fix my heart and maybe I can help her find a heart for herself as an exchange.
