Hunt the Hunter (Revised Version To Be Uploaded)

Get. Out.

~Shika~

I was back in that tall building, with that little dark haired girl by my side. We were in front of the door and I could hear the grownups talking behind it. Same things as last time.

"Nice place you got here."

I turned to face the little curly haired girl, but something was different. Different in a deja vu kinda way.

Her eyes were blue instead of green.

Strangely, Rukia was silent, and  it was putting me off. I looked at her intensely,

"Do I know you?"

"Maybe you prefer someplace else to jog that memory..."

She smiled and the next thing I knew, I was opening my eyes again.

Looking around, I found myself in sand box of sorts, a play ground in between two old buildings. There were five other kids my age or older playing there. One of them with sandy hair turned to face me and for a second I took a sharp breath when I saw their blue eyes. But those eyes were the same blue as the girl earlier.

Something was wrong.

"Not memory jogging enough for you?" he asked, "Let's try again..."

I was back in front of the door and someone was holding my hand. The hand being too big to belong to that little girl, but every time I turned to check, no one was there. Just the feeling of another hand holding mine.

We walked in on the grownups again, but I was too lazy to bother hearing the snippets of conversation that were on repeat. Obviously they stopped talking when they saw us, but this time, I actually got to see two people closely.

One of them was a woman. Her beautiful chocolate skin and black curly hair looked smooth and silky. Both framed the most beautiful, mesmerising brown eyes I'd ever seen. She had full lips that curved out into an alluring, gentle smile.

Next to her, was a man with nice, tanned skin and beautiful blue eyes, some mixture between sapphire blue and cotton white. His sandy hair reminded me of someone.

Out of the four grownups in the room, those two just stood out to me. For some reason, they were so familiar...

"Are you leaving again?" I felt myself say to the lady without thinking.

"That's right dear," her voice was like honey, it echoed gently through my mind, "But this time you two are coming with us."

"We are?" An excited voice came to the left side of me, where my hand was currently being held. But when I turned, I still couldn't see anyone.

More like it was an outline, a blurry figure.

"That's right little man," the sandy haired man replied with a smile, "We get to play as long as we want. And this time, there'll be no curfews to stop us."

The other two men in the room were, to say the least, fully against whatever these two were planning. But before I knew it, we were in a vehicle heading out of town, a place I recognized to be Norrham.

The man and woman from before were in the front seats of the car and I was in the back with the mystery boy. From where I was sitting, I could see the lady was wearing some sort of thin, gold chain around her neck. From the front of the car, I could see vague outlines of a mountain range. The green of the mountains faded into the pale blue of the sky.

Suddenly, I found myself standing in front of a large, withering sycamore my left side was the man and woman holding hands, looking at the trees with smiles.