I've decided to re-write my story Anonymous. The plot is going to be changed a lot along with the writing style.
Chapter one: Never There
Sakura frowned and swallowed her medicine with a sip of water. She felt them slide down her throat and then get caught as they lumped together. She coughed and rushed to the sink for more water. She gulped it down and felt the pills roughly slip down her throat. She sighed, remembering a time when she didn't have to take medicine to help her sleep without disturbance. A time when she didn't have to worry about him coming to visit her in her dreams. He didn't come often, but he came enough to make her cry when she dreamt of him.
The last dream she had of Sasuke had instantly brought tears to her eyes. He was there, Sakura could have sworn it, the way he touched her face and brushed her hair aside as he apologized. The way his skin felt against hers. The way he always killed her in the end.
She sighed as she leaned against the counter, her lower back pressed against the edge and her elbows resting on the top. She let her head fall back as she looked at the red light under the ceiling fan. She turned away as it always reminded her of his red eyes. She sniffed as she felt the pills start to kick in. Her vision blurred as she walked up the stairs to her room.
Sakura dropped down on her bed and before she could throw her blankets over her she drifted into a deep slumber.
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He stood there at her window, watching her as she fell to her blankets and emerged into another dreamless night. Before she started taking those pills he had heard her scream. Every dram was the same, Sasuke would appear and apologize for running away from her, Sakura would fall into his arms, and Sasuke would kill her. It was laughable in some sick and twisted way. Her dreams were a warning, but not of Sasuke, they were warning her of him. Her subconscious replaced Itachi with his younger brother.
Itachi opened the sliding glass door that led to her room. He moved from the balcony to the white carpet that begged to be stained with blood. He traced his fingers over her face distracted by her skin. He shook his head and walked out of her room and into the hallway.
He soon found himself in the kitchen. He searched though the cabinets and finally found what he was looking for. A small bottle of pills, He opened it and poured them out into the sink. Itachi replaced them with flavorless candies. She would never know the difference. Itachi put the bottle back and then walked out the front door and into the streets where he met up with his shark like partner.
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Sakura woke up and stretched, she couldn't remember her dreams, which was good. She stood and walked over to her amour where she picked out her clothes for the day. A jean skirt and a grey tight sweater. She pulled on her skirt and looked in the mirror. Her pale pink bra supported her small breasts that she was unhappy with. She pushed them up and together, creating cleavage.
"Now if only you would stay like that." She murmured. She pulled on her tight sweater and walked down the stairs. She skipped breakfast and went to find her friends.
She saw Ino go into a bar near her house. Ino had been drinking illegally since Sasuke left the village. Sakura slipped into the building and saw Ino at the bar, her back slumped over and her elbows resting on the table as she took a shot of Saké. She took a seat next to her friend and ordered water.
"Thanks." She said to the bartender. Sakura turned to Ino who looked at Sakura from the corner of her eye.
"What?" Ino mumbled, holding the small white glass cup with both hands.
"You know what." Sakura glared, "Come out of the bar, being in here won't bring him back."
"But it eases the pain of him being gone." She looked down at a bump in the bar. Ashamed of herself. She was the first to fall when he left. Then came Naruto. She was jealous of Sakura for being so strong and soon her jealousy turned into hatred, "Just leave me alone."
Sakura sighed and left her friend to herself. She looked down and found a piece of paper under her foot. She picked it up and looked a it. It was a poem, one that made her happy, hopeful, and afraid.
I would think of anything
To keep me from thinking about you.
But as the cherry blossoms come into bloom,
All I see is you.
The sky is dark and the stars are bright.
Next time you wake up in fright,
I'll be there to turn on the light.
A villain in your dreams,
But all is not what it seems.
Sakura folded it and put it in her pocket, slightly disturbed by the poem. She felt watched and suddenly crowded. Sakura buried her hands in her pockets and began to walk with no direction. Thinking about the recent events and now the poem…What did it mean? Soon she was in the forest with no direction but straight.
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Itachi watched her from a high branch on a tree. This was a perfect time for his plan.