00:00:00 //if it isn't too late
In a universe where everyone is born with numbers on their wrists counting down to when they’ll meet their soulmate, send me 00:00:00 for my muses reaction to their numbers hitting zero when they meet yours.
"….Tch." His attention wavered from the lively party guests as he turned down yet another girl who had asked him to dance. This one did not wish to take no for an answer, so sadly Sasuke was nearly forced to yell at her. Nearly, in the sense that his brother had noticed and had quickly swooped in on the scene, politely telling the woman he wasn’t interested. It was then that Sasuke got the 'Please be on your best behavior tonight Otouto, this part is very important for the company I intern for.' speech for the hundredth time that day. The younger Uchiha merely nodded before rolling his eyes as his brother walked off. Sasuke had only come to this party because Itachi had asked him to, and Itachi was all Sasuke had since their parents had died.
Goddamn it this was going to be a long night, and he had forgotten his fucking cellphone too. Great. Itachi better be fucking grateful.
The raven haired teen signed and made his way to the beverage table, grabbing a bottle of water seeing as the rest of the drinks were either sugar filled or alcoholic. When he opened the bottle and took a drink, a light burning sensation was felt on his wrist. He stopped and looked to his right wrist, arching an eyebrow as the usually stilled numbers on his wrist count down. The closer the numbers got to zero, the hotter his wrist burned, he seriously contemplated pouring his water onto his wrist. However the moment he decided on the notion and was nearly ready to pour the liquid on, the sensation ceased.
"Neh?" The teen’s lip pursed and he paused, staring at the numbers which read 00:00:00. He perked his head and looked around at the various guests. Someone here had their counter at zero. Someone here was supposedly his soul mate. Son of a bitch Itachi was going to have a field day knowing that his baby brother found his soul mate. Moments later, his onyx orbs locked sights on a stocky, brunette male scratching at his wrist while following a sharply dressed redheaded boy around his age and a tall blonde girl with a purple and white fan to match her dress. Was he the one? He had to be, from what he could see no one else was performing the motion.
There was only one way to find out.
The raven haired Uchiha had made his way passed the guests towards the other. Huh? Wait why was that redhead talking to Itachi? “Nii-san? Who is this?” Sasuke asked, appearing by the elder Uchiha’s side. It was then that Itachi explained the redhead’s name was Gaara and that he was going to be inheriting his now deceased Father’s company. “And the two behind him?” “His siblings.” It was then that the two introduced themselves and the male, whose name was Kankuro, had merely waved his hand after saying his name. It was now that Sasuke caught a glimpse of his wrist.
"So you are the one.” He commented curtly. “Sasuke?” Itachi questioned. Sasuke immediately raised his own wrist , showing off the numbers 00:00:00. “His clock has also reached zero. I seen no one else fumbling with their wrist like I was except for him neh.”
