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LOVE STORY

She had long known that someday, she would have her happily ever-after. She would meet her soul-mate, sacred Love would blossom at first sight and they would tie the knot no sooner than they knew each others names. They would settle down in a cozy, little cottage in an idyllic countryside and many wonderful, beautiful things would follow that this authors imagination is unable to think of at this moment. And when Eve spotted that handsome, angular face, that lustrous mane of black tied up in a long ponytail and those intense, mesmerizing eyes, she knew IT had happened. The very thing she had dreamt of since she could arrange her thoughts with the least semblance of coherence. She was in love.

It was as if another heart had sprouted in her thoracic cage. One that beat with a vigor and alacrity yet unknown to Homo sapiens. Myriad emotions rushed through her head-or whatever remnant was left of it. Her brains had but morphed into one delectable mush, like the special cherry pudding she attacked with leonine ferocity on her birthdays. She felt so ethereal at that moment that it was difficult for her to comprehend if she had already transformed into some divine creature. She couldnt feel her body anymore-it was like she had completely mingled with the dust around her. At that instant, she and the whole universe were one. She was everything. She was

everywhere. It was akin to a heightened state of narcotic ecstasy. Except the fact that the feeling rose out of true, pure love.

Eve had been so engrossed with herself, she could barely hear her mothers summons. Only when Mrs. Apresented herself in her full glory with blazing eyes and dragged her daughter not too ceremoniously into the kitchen, Eve started to understand she was formally required to entertain the party seated in the sprawling lawn below. She took a deep breath. The time had come at last. After a heartbeat - so it felt to Eve - she was slowly marching towards the little group gaily chattering near the fountain, a tray of porcelain tea-cups carefully placed in her hands. When she reached her destination, she knew not it might have been after minutes, hours or eons even. She gracefully handled the tea-cups to the fat, faceless people. They must have been old, she vaguely thought. Her heart thumping, she finally turned to her object of unadulterated joy. He was standing with his back towards them. Slowly, she went to him, her footsteps falling like thunderbolts on her tympanum. Perhaps he heard those the same way too. The very moment she reached him, he turned. Their eyes met. His shone with so many emotions, but all she could fathom out was recognition. Of course, he knew her. After all it wasnt a union it was a reunion.

Everything had come to a stand-still. Perhaps flowers showered from the heavens. Perhaps angels had begun to sing. But they saw

nothing, heard nothing. The universe had distilled to the two of them. Their eyes were still locked with each other, in a trance-like state. Suddenly he tilted his head, as if trying to remember something. Eve held his gaze, not understanding. After a minute or two, realization seemed to dawn upon him. Slowly he started leaning unto her. Unconsciously, Eve mirrored his movements. Their lips soon got tangled in the holy kiss the sacrosanct ritual that she knew consummated every happily ever after. When she opened her eyes, he stood smiling at her. Her lips had just started to curl up into the daintiest of smiles that black clouds began to envelop her beloveds body. Eve stood transfixed, bound by utter incomprehensibility. By the time the ominous clouds had cleared, the grotesque transmogrification was complete. Wherein stood seconds before her soul-mates handsome frame, was now sitting with his ugly pot-belly, a slimy, repulsive frog. Before Eve could find her voice, the frog croaked loudly and disappeared into a nearby bush in a few, short leaps. Eve stood staring at the empty expanse before her, flabbergasted

Somewhere high above, an evil cackle reverberated with diabolical energy.

P.S. - The dream guy is modeled upon Itachi Uchiha one of my favorite anime characters.

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