Fanfic about Saif, written for Hope.

A small, purple haired girl ran down the streets. She stumbled over her own feet and fell flat on her face. Her two friends were laughing at her, but she didn't find it funny. She bit her lip, bit down the tears, and got up to run again.

From the old mansion that had a view on the complete street Saif watched her. She definetely hurt herself pretty bad, he liked her way of coping with it. All children should be like that. Strong and independent. He closed the curtains. The street was full of children going to school, trying to catch up with the world. He wondered if this was the right way for them to live, but then again, he couldn't decide for them. He couldn't even decide the way his own life went. Life is a gamble, Saif knew. From the day you were made you are meant to get into trouble.

He walked downstairs, just in time to hear the doorbell ring. He knew it were those two schoolboys, trying to get him angry. But he opened the door anyway. Just slow enough to see a flash of blonde and a flash of silver-ish run away. "I'll get you rascals one day!", he screamed. 'But watch your step.', he thought. Saif did love children, even if they irritated the heck out of him like these two boys. Children should play as long as they can, according to Saif. Life would get them eventually anyway. He had closed the door. Life already got him.

The same purple haired girl tried to get her bag, but two bigger boys held it up high enough to make sure she doesn't get it. No matter how high she jumps, she can't grab her stuff. Saif watches it. He is, somehow, afraid to help her. He is not afraid the two boys would attack him, but afraid he scares away the girl. Her two friends are screaming at the sideline, trying to help her. Or trying to get help. No-one reacts. No-one does anything. He sees the two boys that always ring his bell and then run, trying to help the girl, but the older boys just throw them off. Saif sighs. Someone should do something. Someone should help.

"Say, shouldn't you let go of that girl's bag?"
The street went dead silent in a second. Everybody watches him. The boys carefully put the bag down, and walk away. Still looking at him, as if he would jump on them and rip them apart if they turned their backs on him. The girl carefully picks up her bag and checks if anything is missing. Then she looks at Saif. Big purple orbs looked at him. They weren't afraid. "Thank you.", she says, then she joins up with her friends and they walk away. Suddenly everyone starts moving again. As if nothing happened. And Saif entered his mansion again, eyeing the two boys he yelled at yesterday once, then closing the door.

A purple haired girl ran down the street. She didn't fall, but she looked up at the mansion and smiled. Two boys walked past the mansion, only looking at it, but with no intention to cause any mischief. And Saif smiles from behind the window, before closing the curtains once again.