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[Sakura Haruno]

Smile! The camera said inn front of her. But there was no camera, maybe even no her. Sakura hadn't come to the library on purpose, it was just the only place she hadn't gone today. She wasn't there to read any books, not really thinking, but trying to guess who was on her list next. Someone to come and then die or go commit suicide or run away and never come back. At least that was what Sakura thought that they did, after they would leave her...
Would she need another dark person, Sin had crumpled up somewhere, maybe broken his neck on something, Sasuke...kun, died from internal bleeding in the brain, maybe a paper cut. No one else really that her brain ever mentioned, if she met someone normal, then the thought of how they would commit suicide or murder wouldn't get out of her sight...
Vampires, never trusted one ever since meeting Ankoku, werewolves seemed to be a natural hate, ever since dessert.
After reading the words that covered her pupils, Sakura decided that she could die from old age. Or die from being too young, maybe depressed, or insane, someone dark would come along and save her, like sin did, or maybe the devil after she trips and falls off of the clock tower. Death didn't like her, it would eat her up then spit her back out. Maybe sending one of Death;s own scavengers. Those pesky things, always running away to die. Like Sin as a example.
Now that Sakura finally realized that she was in the library, she thought about reading, but if she accidentally picked out a sad story, then she would have a new set of words that she would have to read, and make her depressive. If she took out a suspenseful, she might kill herself if its not written very well. Books were evil. Even if you read a happy book, then you would compare it to your life, and that would be multi-depressive, like pills.
If Books were evil, than why was she stuck in the middle of army's of them, how did she get in here, and where was the exit. Finally breaking out of the bars of the colorful book spines, she moved, not to escape, but to find out how to get out of the mess. every second you are standing there, there is really always someone watching you, but you just don't know it. Buy Sakura couldn't confirm this because it could have been just her paranoia. Was there a exit sign for that?

[Donavein Wu]

.play dead..
.for your sake.

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Chikushou.
Frowning. Glaring. Scowling. Donavein raised his index finger in riled observation. A sliver of red rested near the tip. Eyes widened ever so as he observed the color creep. Kai! Papercut. Peering over the frames of his glasses, down to the culprit- the book, he saw the same color bordering a small space of the page. Whims of bad luck reached his head. These glasses are a bad charm... His head fell to the side in quiet spite. Bad karma. Comin' back to haunt me in the end.

A moment of silence.

"Che..." He shrugged, shutting the book. He'd spare himself the self debating for his nocturnal self. Till then the library was his new playground. It was soundless enough to please him, as well as enough make his nerves tie themselves into knots. Walking through the isles the jingle of chains hanging from him baggy pants seemed like the individual shattering cries of glass vases committing suicides from their former perch on the table.

A hand raised to massage a side of his skull. His brow furrowed over the ache somewhere inside of his head. It was either the mentally magnified noise or simple magic. Out of all the allergies to be diagnosed with... He didn't notice the paper cut now painting that particular part of his head a smudgy shade of vermilion.

And then he closed his eyes.

It was only for that second, but in that brief moment he opened them to seen and adnomral color. Pink. The same hand adorning the cut slide over to pull the curtain of hair that covered the right side of his face. Not just pink. A girl... Donavein's purple regard shifted from the left to right quickly. Alone. All alone except for this girl. A lost girl... He pondered, drawing the possibility from the way she traveled, which was distracted and uneasy. Wonderful. I've found a paranoid play-thing.

He knew the chains would give him away if he moved now. But if he didn't he'd lose her and he had already chosen her as his prey. Letting the veil of black banes fall over the right of his sardonic facade again, he took one, step, two step and then was swiftly following. It was an easy overtake. Turning a corner here, and there getting ahead of the pacing victim took a only a moment. In fact, he had a few seconds to wait for her approach before stepping out from on of the corridors bordered by the soldiers of literature.

His arm stretched out, the one holding the book that had bitten him before. It hit the opposing book stand, creating a bar of bone and flesh to stop the pink haired student in her tracks. Left eye shut, Donavein inspected her through the right violet orb.

"You're looking for a who? Or might it be a what?" He straightened himself up,both eyes wide open now. "Or could it be a What or Who you're trying to evade?"[/size][/font][/center]

[Sakura Haruno]

I[/size]t wans't very suprising to have Donovein walk up to her. He seemed a book himself. More or less not very different from sin, or sasuke, probably like Gaara and Akuma, but with his own taste of himself.

"You are interesting"

She said. In a Awkward way. She got up from her chair. He wasn't like anyone that she had really met though, not as attractive, but eh was adorable, like a puppy. Not as Humorous, and a boring personality. and he was poisoned, like a black pepper, with Venom.
She stood up form her chair to get a closer look.

"Rei,"

Sakura muttered excitedly. Rei, witch refered to 'Cool', Sakura now had a itch for this guy, His name couldn'y be guy, it had to be something interesting, and Black an white, if not, he would be 'Boy' or 'Kid' or 'Man'.

"Tell me your name unless you want it to be Guy, or something lower in your ranking, I do enjoy giving people I don't know nicknames, but men as delacate as you sometimes don't enjoy those names. Otherwise if you think you are strong enough for one..."

Nope, he had to tell her his name, Sin even probably went away because he couldn't stand her much longer, but Sakura could keep this one on a leash. Just if she knew his ID, they had only met for 3 minutes, but if she wanted something out of him, she might had to use her cold love.
But no reply was coming....

"If you would, please tell me your firast and last name, I could even know how many times you swallow in thirty minutes if you would tell me that too. Nothing personal, I just need to know, people like you aren't good with giving off IDs of yourself, I just need to know that you are acctually special...Unnlike most people some people want to know me, so I am Sakura Haruno, no reson to be shy please...?"

Even know she had said more than enough, it didn't seem like too much of the alphabet to understand, it was a challenge fot this guy, to see if he was worthy or not, and if not then she would chain him up anyway, his looks could fry a raw egg...[/color]

[Donavein Wu]

Interesting... must it be interesting? I've already been associated with interesting.
He didn't budge as she moved to inspect him. Her second comment was better. Rei. I undertstand that. However his verbal reply was less exuberant.

"Ikani."

He brushed off her comments. Except that wasn't the end of it. Telescope eyes probing in a strangely experienced manner he felt the sensation of being judged. Then she wanted to know his name. Then she wanted to give him a nickname. Then she wanted to know how many times he swallowed. Then she didn't want him to be shy. He kept his silence for a moment after. Scrutinizing her and her pink hair. His sardonic expression was one of distaste now.

The hell she think she is...

The book was raised to rest on his shoulder. If this Sakura Haruno wanted his name he'd give it. He just wished she'd only ask. Just ask without the little babbles before and after.

"My name is Donavein Wu and I'll answer to only Donavein or Mr. Wu. Nothing else. Ikketsu?"

The question at the end was a lie.
He wasn't really giving her a choice. Time to get a grasp on my taken life. Sighing inwardly he lifted the book from his shoulder. Hope you like to read. He was close enough now to bop the edge gently down on her forehead. He kept it there for a moment, head cocked in a tilt of indecision before releasing his fingers.

"Think quick."

The book went down.
He ignored the possibility of it breaking. A broken book. Would its spine fail it first? Would the cover rip? Pages fly?
She'll catch it. I know she will.
He had faith in her reflexes to spare the piece of literature.
But it didn't matter if she didn't.
//Forgive the shortness... but I swear. It hurts me more than it hurts you.//

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[Sakura Haruno]

It was fast, soaring twords her like a bird. She stood to the side and the book flew somewhere behind her. Weird person. He had to pick that up. Did he really want to kill her. Or was he just strange, and that was one of his Violent games. Or else, he was just testing her like she liked to test people too. She just had to ignore the Gashi of his.

Mr. Donovein Wu, so, it could be Wu-boo, or, Mr. Vein.... But he was pretty sure that he didn't wwant a extra name... He was a careless person, as it seemed. Would be a good stalker if he ever was one. But still two heads can be as bad as one, if he was smart, it would be very bad.

"If you like Mr., you might like Mr. Vein, or else, Mr. Wooey-booey,"

Maybe he wanted Stalker. Or something strange, like himself, or dark, Maybe evil like Assasin. Maybe Sin. Because he knew him...Where did he get his taste of names...Where did she get her taste for nicknames?...Forbid! She hadn't met her in a while. Maybe she could make Donovein meet her. Fun. What fun for just meeting. She acted like him...

Who else could he meet. Maybe Ryan owl...But he just liked being alone with herself. And, he might feel jelous. Donovein might go away because he didn't want to bother. How an annoying case...But still, it would be like a date, WOW! She was dating someone already! And had only said 92 words to him.!


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