#museiyuki

[HEIFER LEMME FINISH THIS UP.]

Hn. 

Sasuke heard that from a lot of people. Of course he was listening to himself, he was making the right decisions. 

Message "✉" to me, i'll shuffle my itunes songs, and i'll tell you what our song is.

Plainsong - The Cure

Rude? Okay, that might've been one word for it. 

Not that it mattered.

Haku didn’t want this to happen. Not again. He’d found happiness, peace, and now this… “Sasuke-san please.. I’m not here to fight you. I’m unarmed.” Mostly at least. He did have his bag, but all it had in it was herbs and maybe one kunai.

Well, well. Wasn't this a surprise? Sasuke recognised that voice very well. Unfortunately for the other, Sasuke wasn't going to put his weapon down. In fact, he gripped his sword tighter than before. 

"Haku.. was it?" he remembered.

College. It was a place where teenagers went to learn more about their majors and minors so they could make money, get jobs, save the world, and do what they love for the rest of their life.

A long sigh escaped the red head as he walked towards the college campus, his bags in tow. About five minutes ago he had been dropped off by a taxi, he had arrived at a decent time. Not to many people where here which meant that he had came in with the early birds. Good, then he could get all his stuff done and retire to his room and sleep for the rest of the day.

Sasori had glided through the small crowds of people with ease. It had also helped that everyone had moved out of his way once they had noticed the teenager, a bored and unamused expression on his face. He had that kind of affect on people though, a presence that made people run off from him. He didn't mind it at all, he wasn't a people person anyway. The line to pick up his papers and room key was not long either. It seemed that Sasori had gained a bit of good luck today. He was an impatient man that hated lines, but this one would do.

Finally getting his items he had looked at the map of the school and took off for his dorm room. Pale hands held tightly to his bags as he pulled them behind him. He was hoping that he would be the first to his room so he could pick the bed, the one the farthest away from the window. Setting one of his bags down he reached into his pocket to retrieve his key and unlock the door only to be met with the sight of someone standing right in front of it.