only thing that could be heard was the sound of the grass being crushed over and over under their weight. Time seemed to stand still and the wind with it, because not even a mild breeze caressed the various stones with equally different names. Sakura eyed every single one they passed very carefully, as if it were a goodbye forever. Every now and then she even let her soft fingertips run over the sometimes rough, sometimes smooth surfaces of the boards, which basically always announced sad news. Death. It seemed to hang in the air everywhere, to be written in every letter and to spread its breath over the cemetery with every breeze, like an invisible, eternal guest."Why are you here anyway?", He broke the silence without turning around, "Your family is still alive. At least I see you often with them ..."

"I like it here. There is no one here staring at me or talking about me behind my back. Besides, this is a good place to watch clouds," she said, looking up at the sky demonstratively. Even the clouds seemed to be frozen solid in the blue canopy, they didn't move a bit.

"You are strange", Naruto said then and gave a short shrug and Sakura acknowledged this statement with an oblique look. She was well aware that she had unusual preferences for a girl her age, but that didn't make you strange. She stuck his tongue out secretly, but continued to follow him.
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Neither of them had to be a genius to know they were being stared at, like you might stare at two monsters when they tried to walk the streets like two normal people. But there was no getting around and so they had to try to ignore the loathing, fearful looks that clung to them, like flies helplessly on a sticky flycatcher. Naruto almost morbidly forced himself to keep looking stubbornly on the floor in front of him - he didn't have to concentrate on others, because they avoided them one way or another. Nobody wanted to come into contact with them for fear that the devil might jump on them. Sakura, on the other hand, looked really curiously into everyone's eyes, as if she wanted to analyze the feelings that flickered in them like a blazing fire. Inevitably she thought of Naruto's words.
"You're strange."
What's weird anyway? Each person defined for himself what he found normal and what was not. While Sakura was following her thoughts, she did not notice how the people around her started to whisper about the two of them. It sure would not be long before a new rumor would run its course and spread like wildfire. Obviously there was nothing that gave their life more meaning than talking about things that they didn't understand, that they would never understand because of their uptight, limited way of thinking based on orally transmitted "truths" that they picked up here and there and which of course couldn't possibly be wrong.

“We're there.” Fleeting bits of words on the part of the boy severed her train of thought and she blinked at him, slightly dazed. Only now did she notice that she had long been standing in a hallway made of orange walls and the sudden silence that suddenly seemed to hit her. There was no sound, not the slightest hint of life. A state of complete standstill took over the entire house, as if all life had fled the moment Naruto opened the door.“And here you live?” With astonishment, she registered the immense size of the house, which one could guess from the exaggeratedly wide and long hallway. “Pretty big.” Now she knew how lonely it must be when you lived in a house like this. All the empty, deserted rooms, corridors and corridors had to be like a huge prison if you no longer had anyone to share all of this with you.

"Yes. Now you know what I meant." The size didn't seem special to him. After all, you got used to everything. Tired, as if he were old and his bones frail, he went ahead, nodded every now and then in a room whose door was open and explained it in a few words, but without stopping. Somehow he suddenly seemed completely lost in a world of thoughts that looked so different from the rest of the people. Like a small garden that only one person could enter and that no one else could understand.

"Where do we go?"

"In my room, I want to give you something," he replied curtly.

“And what?” The curiosity had spread in her and suddenly she smiled mischievously, as if she had played a prank that she now did not want to admit.

"It might not be anything special for you, I don't know ... you'll see in a moment." Suddenly he opened a door and entered a room. It seemed sterile in its white color and its sparse furniture - not at all cheerful and certainly not what a normal child's room looked like. With the exception of the pink wallpaper, yours wasn't what you would call the happiest place in the world, but not as ... empty as this one. A large double bed stood next to a floor-to-ceiling window, which afforded a view of a small meadow that led into a seemingly endless forest and apart from that there was only a dark wood wardrobe and a small table with two chairs in the room, on which a vase withered Daffodils stood.

Naruto pointed to one of the chairs and so she sank stiffly onto it. She felt pretty silly, the way she tensed up here because this room wasn't hers and wasn't at all comfortable. Everything seemed so terribly constrained, even Naruto's steps. He ran to the closet and in the next second rummaged around in a drawer, seemed to be looking for something with intense concentration. The next moment he held up something sparkling and grinned triumphantly.

"So, I found it!" He stated unnecessarily, sat down next to her at the small table and pushed the vase aside almost roughly with one hand. He paid no attention to this vase, but Sakura immediately noticed the beautiful, white characters on a black background and the patterns that wrapped around the vase like the dry stems of a plant.There was nothing like it in her room.

“A necklace?” Surprised that he wanted to give her something so valuable, even though they had only known each other for almost half an hour, she examined the blue-tinged stone a little more closely. It had obviously been sharpened by exceptionally talented hands, for each edge was perfectly symmetrical with the other. It looked like a little diamond, so perfect and beautiful and certainly immensely expensive, which amazed her even more. "Isn't it too expensive?"

"Nope, my grandmother gave it to me, my mother carried it herself."

“Then you shouldn't give it to me!” She shook her arms back and forth in front of her face violently, her face red with embarrassment. She couldn't accept such a gift, under any circumstances. A memento of his deceased parents, that would be cruel if she accepted it. It doesn't matter if he offered it to her.

"I don't like my grandmother anyway. She's always screaming and you can never please her and besides, she doesn't suit me anyway ... And she should have magical powers! I think she'll look better on you," he said and turned the stone back and forth on its thin leather strap to get a better look at it.

“I'm not a witch!” She puffed her cheeks again indignantly at his comment that the necklace had magical powers and that it would suit her better. She clenched her right hand into a small fist and gave him a juicy head-butt.

"Ouch!", Naruto then only screamed and Sakura suddenly had to laugh again as he massaged the painful area with tears in his eyes. "That hurt!"

“It should!” With grim satisfaction she noticed that he was in pain and realized that her anger at him had only been short-lived, because she immediately felt guilty. Slowly she grabbed the chain and put it around so that she could look at it on the purple background of her dress. It looked really good on her, and she would love to accept it, but her common sense spoke against it.

"Why do you want to give it to me? You don't have to wear it, but it belonged to your mother, that's a souvenir of her ... Do you really want to give it to me? We hardly know each other ..." She Still staring down at herself as if she had been splattered with blood, wondering if that was fair.

"I don't know, I like you somehow. How about as a sign of our friendship?" Suddenly he grinned the grin again, which excited her after such a short time and now had to smile too. The boy was full of surprises.

"Yes that is a good idea."
We all have a secret, infinitely large, imaginary garden that only we can enter and understand, but only when we allow strangers to enter and understand it are we able to make new friends.Friendships that some people didn't understand either. Like this one. Two outsiders, rejected by people because of their special characteristics. Different and therefore scary. Two people who couldn't be more different and now two gardens had become one. Your own little world.
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That was it! I hope you liked it! Was a

little lightning idea!

o: And the end came too abruptly. -. - well.