A/N: I decided to try something a little different for once. It's an AU but it takes place in this city...and...you'll see what I mean. I hope you guys like it and please pardon all of the spelling and grammar mistakes.

At the moment there is no real pairing yet...But I'll see what you guys have to say.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

A Drop of Kindness

Run Run

Her tiny feet made barely a sound as she walked across the rain drizzled streets of the city. It was dark and cold and Sakura shivered as she hugged her tattered coat around herself; her dirty pink locks bouncing in the wind.

It had always been like this. Enduring the harsh winds and searching for scraps of a meal in this godforsaken place.

She wouldn't dare ask a stranger for help. The people here were cruel and looked down in disgust at her pitiful state. The people would scoff and kick her across the pavement sparing no passing glance.

She had grown to fend for herself. Searching for food and sleeping in any dry spot she could manage to find.

Sakura was alone on these streets. Lost for days, weeks, months, years. She was forever searching for a non-existent home. Constantly changing locations and avoiding the people she knew would hurt her if she gave them a chance.

Sakura knew nothing else about herself besides her name. She was abandoned on these streets of the city she called Hell. It was a nightmare life filled with monsters and cruelty. She had no knowledge of any other life except this one.

Sakura was alone in this Hell and she knew it.

Digging through the rusty tin trashcan, Sakura had no luck. The trash was foul-smelling and old, mostly consisting of rotting newspaper and other questionable items; none of it was possible for eating.

She replaced the metal cover and slowly walked out of the alley-way, peering either direction before stepping out of the shadows.

Her stomach protested quietly for nourishment.

She ran a short distance towards another small alley that contained a dumpster which appeared to carry more edible food items than just run-of-the-mill trash.

Her taste buds were now used to such disgusting textures and tastes. Her nose no longer wrinkled at the smells and her eyes no longer looked away with displeasure.

This disgusting substance was now her life-source. Her food.

She silently dug through the discarded left-overs and garbage, hoping for a meal to satisfy her grumbling stomach.

She pulled aside some plastic bags and there it was, amongst a pile of discarded banana peels, was a box. A box filled with many unhealthy snacks. Apparently, someone had gathered together such sugar-filled snacks, only to have them taken away. It was a lucky day today, seeing as though her meal today was neither chewed-up nor invested with ants.

Her eyes gleamed with hunger and she reached in and pulled out a bag of stale cereal. A sweet treat that her stomach longed for. She chewed on the flakes with deliberate slowness.

Gathering the box in her frail arms, she jumped down from the dumpster and went to look for a place to rest for the night.

"Where do you think you're going, ya little rat?"

Sakura froze. She did not want to face the man that was leering behind her with murderous eyes. He was an evil man. Many times, she had faced him before and had barely escaped untarnished.

This man wandered the streets as she did, scouring the dumpsters for food, and he would attack her and steal her precious food she worked hard to find.

Her ears listened closely as his dusty boots walked towards her across the concrete. She willed her body not to run. Running only encouraged him to chase her.

She unconsciously gripped the box's edge with her nails and bit the inside of her cheek. She broke into a sweat as she felt his presence right behind her. The smell of alcohol filled her senses.

Don't run don't run don't run

She chanted inside her head forcing herself to stay put.

Don't run don't run don't run

The man leaning down behind her, his breath on her neck. She shivered.

Don't run don't run run run run…

She ran.

She turned and tried to duck under his arms to pass him until she felt his fist tightly grip her coat, tugging roughly. She fell back but stood up and struggled in his grasp.

He reached up to grab her arms but she shrugged off her coat and ran past him into the empty street. She ran and ran even though her legs ached in protest. She could hear him right behind her. Drunkenly chasing and stumbling.

Where am I supposed to go?

I have no where to go.

She looked left and right for somewhere to turn, to get away from him. She needed somewhere to hide.

His voice echoed against the buildings as he stumbled into a pole. Sakura's breath hitched and she broke into a sprint away from the drunken man.

He would catch up, she knew. Her tiny legs could only carry her so far, especially with the minimum amount of food she takes in.

"Get back here, you little-!"

There was no one else among the streets. No one to help her. The only people that were out wouldn't even glance in her direction as she ran and ran, tripping and sliding along the way on the slick pavement.

Sakura made the fatal mistake of running into another alley-way. Her heart stopped when she realized that she was now back where she had started.

A dead end.

She stared at the brick wall in front of her for a moment, mouth-slightly parted in fear. When she heard his presence behind her, she spun around. She was cornered.

The drunken man clumsily stepped towards her, leaning against the grimy wall for support. Sakura only stood there stock still as she continued to hold the box in her grip as if it were her life-line.

Every step he took towards her, she unconsciously took two steps back until she could feel the moldy wall behind her.

"Now you aren't gonna scream this time, right?" his words were slightly slurred.

Of course she wasn't going to scream. There wasn't anyone to hear her anyway. She learned this the last time.

As he stopped in front of her, she shut her brilliant green eyes tight, awaiting the impact.

But none came.

Instead she heard a loud shout, a grunt of pain, and then a thud as if someone had fallen. Sakura didn't dare open her eyes to see what was taking place in front of her.

She flinched when she felt a hand on her shoulder and shivered in fear.

"Are you okay?"

She jumped at the new voice, though it was soft and almost…kind. The fact that this voice was asking if she was alright was new to her. Kindness was indeed a rarity in this city and Sakura almost wondered if she was imagining all of this.

Taking her chances, she slowly opened her green eyes only to stare into a pool of blue.

A/N: So, how'd you like it? Sorry it's a bit short but the next chapter is longer I promise. Please review!

Who is the mysterious, blue-eyed savior? As if it isn't quite that obvious...Is it?