Meeting someone

Itachi wlaks throughout the ruins sensing someone else was there.

Susanna secretly watches the male from her cover in the trees above. A soft smile comes upon her face. That must be him... she thinks to herself, her eyes locked on his forehead protector. It's Uchiha, Itachi.

"Come out...."

Itachi stood still and waited for the person to reveal him/herself.

Susanna smiles playfully "Come and find me." she replies to him faintly, laughing to herself softly.

Itachi appears behind the girl.

"Who are you and what do you want from me?"

Susanna quickly faces him, smiling softly "It's rude to ask for somebody's name before introducing your own." she says in a gentil tone.

"I believe you already know who I am that is why you have been tailing me."

"Correct, however, it doesn't hurt to be polite, Uchiha." Susanna replies softly with a grin upon her face. "Anyhow, I shall introduce myself. My name is Corelli, Susanna." she replies, bowing her head.

"Susanna then what is it that you need."

"I was simply looking for some entertaiment. Nothing wrong in that, is there?" she replies, grining lightly. She rests her back against the tree trunk behind her.

"Hmm if you says so."

Susanna placed her hands together, shutting her eyes lightly. She smiled softly "Your personality seems to be quite blank, never shown affection since the first time I had seen you. How come your so straight-faced?" she asked in a gentil tone.

"It happens after you kill your family."

"And you did such a sacrafice to protect your village, Konohagakure, no?" Susanna asked, giving him a soft look.

"What if I did. It still destroys you. I smothered my own emtions while I cried tears of blood."

Susanna smiles "There isn't a thing wrong with your loyalty to Konoha. I have no problem with that. Its just so amazing how good you are at keeping your bearings. You give off a very impassive character. I, for one, don't think I can be very apathetic." she says, stainding with her arms akimbo.

"Apathetic. I don't think like that. I am just a man passing through time until I die. I hate my life with everything inside of me."

"The journey is more important than the destination. You must appreciate everying that life has to offer. You never know when your clock might stop ticking." Susanna says, gazing down at the leaves beneath her feet. "Time is precious. Burry the past and present, and look foward to a new future evey day."

"I know when mine ends. It ends."