Chapter 2: The Girl with Eyes of Blue.Blue Eyed Maiden. Part 1

"What we don’t understand, we fear.

What we fear, we judge as evil.

What we judge as evil, we attempt to control.

And what we cannot control….we attack"

Part 1

Date: May 28, 2009

Time: 8:55 P.M.

Matsumoto Residence, Bronx, NEO New York City.

Night.

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It was as if time stood still for eternity.

On the balcony stood a teen and a small girl.

The girl

Her hair was long. Her hair was dual-colored, black and light blue. Really light blue, but because she was standing on the balcony, the moonlight reflected off her light blue silky hair, which appeared as a light grayish white. If one were to see her hair out in the open, one would believe that her hair was dyed. Her blue streaks of hair reflect off the moonlight.

Blue.

It was as if she had an affinity for the color blue.

Her eyes were a dark blue, staring at him.

Piercing into him, an unmoving gaze.

They stood there watching each other, neither talking.

Or did she?

(What did she say? something about God and food.)

He stood there watching her, mostly her face and lips.

Her lips moved, which meant she had said something.

Haruko was too spaced out to comprehend any of what was happening.

He kept staring at the girl.

Her outfit—well, what could be considered an outfit—was barely covering her body. Her arms and legs were peeking through the ripping and flaking outfit. The parts that were flaking off were scattered in the wind.

Mortal, feed me some of your food that I smelled earlier."

The girl looked at Haruko, waiting for a response.

(She had said something again.)

Haruko looked like a deer in headlights.

She was getting upset. She placed her hands on her hips.

She was getting visibly annoyed.

POOF.

There was silence.

What was left of her crazy outfit had disappeared and been blown away.

A bush appeared across her face.

Haruko's eyes widen.

She was standing there, naked, on the balcony.

Haruko watched on with a growing blush on his face.

With a cry, she quickly covered herself and turned away from Haruko.

Still looking on in disbelief, Haruko stepped back inside, slowly closing the sliding window and closing the curtains, leaving the girl there by herself on the balcony.