Instant darkness

Sunako Koshiba

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Sunako was sitting against a wall at the boundary between the Harbor and Bleak Street. She knew that this was not the best of ideas but it was the only place she could feel comfortable enough without having to try and brake into her own room. As an effort to get her to go outside more while Hoshi was at school Haruhi placed charms on her bedroom door so she couldn't go in during the day. She hadn't been allowed a bookshelf in there either so she wouldn't read through the night instead of sleep. She had been allowed her decorations though. It seemed that Hoshi had her room decorated in similar things so Haruhi didn't mind.

Her pitch black hair fell over her pail face as if to make a shield between her and the rest of the world. Enough light fell through though that she could still read the pages of her book. Her legs where against her chest enough that she looked like a little ball of black, sitting in one corner at the boundary between Obsidian and Bleak Street.
 
The school never kept him lock away from the outside world. He was free to roam wherever he please to be, nothing kept him down or contained. He would travel from one side of the world to the next if he felt like it, if a place never kept him lingering. Link kept going, for the most part though New Zealand was where he always end up going. He thought of New York and kept it at a pause, he would go there for only on reason. If not there was no point in traveling to America, today he travel the harbor.

It was still summer when he reach his usual spot, with his sleek jacket roll up already and his pale face hidden underneath a hood. The sun was bright, a part of what Link loaths the most was traveling around when the sun was glaring down upon his form. He step upon the concrete walkways. His shoes hardly ever touching the floor for to long, his strides quick and flunet moving in and out of those around him. His destination? Possibly the leak or maybe somewhere poisonous. By this point he wasn't sure where he would go today, he just kept going without thinking.




 
It wasn't odd when a cowled figure walked through to Bleak Street or the Harbor in fact Sunako kept a headcount in her mind of people she saw with hoods and such. Her own trench coat kept a hoodie under it just in case the sun started to penetrate through her thick curtain of hair. What had caught her attention about this figure was that he had bumped into her foot and seemed to keep walking on. "I believe it's customary to apologies when one has nearly hurt someone." She said but not really meaning anything.

She may have sounded much like a street beggar from the rasp in her voice that came from under use. She also still had her Japanese accent so that added to a bit of a lonely air around her. Sunako didn't lift her had from the book or even acknowledge that there was anyone even really there. It could have been that she could have been talking to herself.
 
A crack voice, raise from the corner of the sullen shadow. Link came to a complete stop when, turning his head towards the voice that spoke to him. He had not felt the plunge of his shoes hitting another. Whatever it was, whatever person or thing he had disturb, he wasn't fully aware of their present until now. His eyes orb for a while longer, till he step forward into the shadows.

"Well had I know you were there I wouldn't have done so to step into your boundaries" his words crept from his lips, loud though for the person to hear. His face outline the outter area of his hood, he look down to see a small girl holding to what seem to be a novel of some sort. "May I know the name of the one I agitated without knowing?" he said it this time clear for her to hear. This girl even with a few seconds of knowing her, made him want to know her even more. It was possibly the composer she held, hidden in the dark while everyone walk by not seeing her. Hmmm, he murmured to himself.
 
Sunako heard what he had said before he talked straight to her. "I don't want to be seen. A face like mine doesn't need to be seen." She said just as softly. She had just felt it brush by her but there was something that had caught her attention about the boy in front of her. She knew it was a boy now because he voice matched the physic. That and she could see the outline from the corner of her eyes.

Sunako tucked her legs under her and closed her text carefully. "Sunako." She said her voice rolling out her name as if it where something that she wanted to saver. It wasn't often she told people her name because she really couldn't be bothered to do so. People where never interesting unless dead. "May I ask what your name is?" She asked though she again didn't look up at the boy.
 
Link look at the girl confused, not wanting to be seen. Sort of the way he felt at times, still she couldn't be so bad. His demeanor told her, that he didn't care what she look like or not. Instead he focus more on wanting to pronounces her name. He repeated her name a few times in the back of his mind. Slowly his tongue rolled, "Sunako..." he got it right the first time he spoke it out loud. His orbs moving down from the floor up to the outline of the girls form. "My names Link...what is a girl like you crossing between two parts of the alley ways" he question with a cold look held on his face, only it wasn't for displeasure. He was pressing on, its not like he had anything else to do that day.
 
Sunako shrugged. "I am not allowed it Bleak Street but I can not stand the people that come to my aunt's ice cream shop. I can not stand the shop itself." She said her voice musing now. The shop was bright and shining like her aunt and Sunako hated all things like that. "There is nothing much else to do." She said standing up now. Sunako kept her head down but she could be seen a little better. Her face to exact. The rest of her was covered in black clothes so as to blend in with the very shadows she was sitting in.
 
"Well maybe perhaps company is needed..." a few passbyers watch those conversanting. Link orbs roll to the right, instantly he knew they were thinking wrong of him. A man talking to a child, for practically what reason? He gave them that assumption, go ahead and think negative. Link continue about his business with Sunako. "Its never good to wonder alone, many have defile this very area..." he flick his grey eyes at her statute. The girl held no beauty from what he was use to seeing. He held his breath still though, he didn't care for what most would judge. He kept his eyes at her, than look down at the book she was carrying. "The novel? What's it about?" very strange and unusual to ask. He was interested though, maybe its a scripture he came across before, Link once enjoy a book every now and than.
 
Sunako believed herself to be an eyesore something that should be hidden. She could see that the man was still looking at her. She could also tell that people where looking at Link and herself as if they where strange. In Sunako's mind she knew it was because they where wondering why anyone would be talking to a creature like Sunako. "Maybe. There are somethings that I would like to see there. I have heard stories of dark spirits and evil working within the bowls of Bleak Street. If luck is with us we could actually see a corps." She said her voice taking on a slightly sicker edge.

Sunako moved the book under her arm slightly. "I am looking over a book that I found about Egyptian curses. I do not know if any of them work or not but I would like to find out." She said with a small sigh.
 
“Well your right on that one...” Link eyes ran back down the alleyways that lead to Bleak Street. “I must warn you Sunako, I wouldn’t encourage even my worst enemy to go down there. However if you feel a little temerarious, be my guest…. I was on my way towards the Poison Ayer. Even there I wouldn’t trust the meals they prepare. You can very well guess why...” Link orbs return to the girl, the book she held resemble something he may have read once, he did attend Drumstrang at one point of his life. It was around the same time he met Fay, he wonder.

“How old are you If you don’t mind me asking? I ask for not many have those kinds of books. It shard to posses most of them come from these always. It’s sort of like the black market in the wizaring world” he kept saying, an urge wanting to have a smoke came on to him. Only he briskly ignores his temptation and kept his concentration on the conversation instead of giving in to his pathetic needs.
 
Sunako lifted her shoulders slightly. "Nothing would ever happen to me." She said simply. She as telling the truth. She was too skilled at going unnoticed and she was ugly to draw attention. She blended in with the walls and shapes around more than most others she had seen. "I can see why you would not trust food cooked by anyone in Bleak Street with the reputation that some places get." She said. Sunako was a good cook so she never needed to eat anywhere. That and she always had pocket money to get ingredents for what she wanted to cook so making things for herself was never a problem. "I get my books here and there. If I am not meant to have them then that is quite on the person that sold it to me do you not think?" She asked. Where she had gotten the book she didn't quite remember but she knew that at the time she hadn't known what was in it.
 
Her self confidence was detected by her words. Link may have been shallows, but he learn long ago; thanks to Fay, there more than beauty that one should seek. Not that he was seeking anything from the girl. Sunako reminded of what may have felt, to actually have someone he may share hidden secrets with. "If only you know Sunako, other greeds in what length they would go through just to get a few galleons in their trousers" a woman heard him speak. She glare at Link, he practically took notice of her. He move towards Sunako, "Egyptian, never really like them" he muttered now leaning against the walls. "Pharos of those times, they were clueless. Always putting their own faith mostly on numberic and course amulet. Ever see one before?" his voice still was cold yet he desire for once a wanted conversation. Slipping out of his pocket he took out an amulet, it was a gold pendant with a small amulet piece hanging on the side. "You don't oppose of stealing?" he ask Sunako, with the corner of lips hinting small gesture of a fleer.




 
Sunako never let her face come out of the shadows of her hair but it could be told that she was looking to the side. "Again I say it's on them." She said softly. "As long as I have what I want." She let out. She listened to him talk of the Egyptians and how foolish they where. Sunako was inclined to agree. Still their curses held true still to this day. There where figures of humans in the pyrimends with two heads or other things that had happened to them for nosing around where they where not welcome. She looked up at the amulet that link had brought out of his pocket then back down. "It's pretty. I hope you had fun taking it." Was all she said. Sunako was not all that into jewellrey and she didn't really think anything about stealing so she didn't say too much.
 
"Have it" he toss the amulet towards Sunako, the gold piece hanging from the hem of her clothing. "Never met much to me anyways...prices and material.." he tighten his jaw line. It made him think of someone he really didn't want to see today. Although its been a long time she saw her since her wedding, Link could careless if he saw her face again. Materialistic b!tch, he sigh leaning still upon the foundation of the walls. "I take it your not a student? Or else you woulnt be here" his hands move into his pockets. He felt his skin prickle, as a breeze wash over them. It felt good, soothing against his pale skin. Relaxing, sort of like a drug trip just letting it take over him. Its been long since he done anything, couple months ago was his last bad trip. He had done it with his current girlfriend, Irene. His shoulders roll back, before they slump down. His relationship rarely last anymore. Soon this once was slowly coming to an end...

 
Sunako caught the gold piece. She had an ankh around her neck but that was it. This was something different. She looked at it then started examine the gems on it. Her long pail fingers probing and poking where she thought secrets would lie. After a while she lost interest and placed it beside her. "Useless, utterly useless. I would see if I could use it to curse it but it would be a waist of magic." She said quite bluntly. Sunako was never one to sugar coat anything. "You are quite right. I am home schooled. My tutors never like to stay in my presence for long." She said. Her voice rolled out smoothly as she was thinking of something pleasurable but shadow of a smile on her face looked like instant death.
 
"Why is that? There nothing wrong with you, except I see you being taught by Drumstrang scholar"he bluntly admitted. Summoning back the pendant he slip it back into his pocket. Maybe he will leave it on someone grave stone after terrorizing another. Though that was just a thought swimming around in his mind. Link was getting old for childish behavior, he no longer felt like he needed to harm anyone. He will do so if they needed to be handle. Other than that he fallen into the sullen shadow of this pitiful earth, and let himself wander alone unless he had his kind of company tagging alone. But what was company to him? A woman, a old friend, or an enemy? None. Not even Alanian or Tobias came to mind. They were to busy with their lives so was he.


 
Sunako shrugged. "I tend to unnerve people with what I talk about. Like my last teacher I drove away after turning in an essay on crusio and the way the emotion contorts the face. How even the most practiced beauty's face will distort while in extream pain." She said with the emotion of a scientist watching mice suffer from a virus. "Perhaps your right. My last tutor was someone from Beaubatons I think. She didn't have much of a stomach for what I wanted to study and tried to teach me 'gentle arts'." She said with a soft shudder to her voice. She wondered if Link was thinking she was sick yet and would leave her.
 
"Maybe your just misunderstood. No one can compare to your likings, were all human and we have different desire. Maybe the way you want to be taught contrast how you feel or see life..." to anyone else it would sound strange for Link to speak this way. He knew what he was saying, it all came down to this..You know what you want and can not help what you like, if anyone to make judgement its only you. No one else can make notion or tell you what if right or wrong. "I believe you are to smart for those tutors that tried to handle you..." he said with a smirk. "Take it from me, I've taught myself form what I observe and what I believe in, they are two different point of views. Yet no one can tell me, unless the knowledge came from experience or a really old book..." he said pointing towards the Egyptian scripture.


 

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