Hello everyone! Animegilfan here!

Well this is the prologue of my second Naruto fan fiction, and of course it's a sasuXsaku!

the tittle of it will be Destined to be.

I'll try to summarize the best I can!

Sakura is a princess of a powerful kingdom, Daughter of the most wealthiest king and queen of the world. Her parents raised him to be her bodyguard, but one day he is banished from the castle. Never allowed to see the person whom he fell in love with.

Something along those lines, man I was just laying in bed thinking random thoughts and somehow this story was born!

Enjoy!


.Prologue.

The beautiful ball gown clung to the petite figure, expressing every single perfect curve on her body. The color of the dress complimented her skin tone, the nice shade of a gentle spring, emerald green. Two small thin straps held up the dress by her shoulders, and bedding sparkled in the light. The hemline of the dress barely making contact with the floor, the beautiful frills and laces made it more eye-catching. It would be the ideal 'Perfect Dress' for any girl. She had make-up lightly done; disliking heavy makeup, and her hair was perfectly done, up in a bun with couple of curled strand hanging down and resting on her shoulders. "Like an angel" as said by her maid, who is more of her mother than her biological mother.

Tonight is a very special day. According to her parents' that is.

Tonight is the celebration of her seventeenth birthday party, the whole kingdom was invited. The sun sparkled though the window and bring more light into the huge bedroom. Her porcelain skin polished within the sunlight. She walked to the full-size mirror in her bedroom, right in front of her fuchsia bed. Her room is very spacious, even her bed which seemed to be able to hold more than five people.

Her bedroom contained a her bed of course, a huge white dresser, bookcase, a white-and-fuchsia sofa, the soft red rug, and a glass table with its own matching chair. She had all the things she could ever want, yet she still let out a lonely sigh.

All the money in the world can't bring her happiness, the happiness her parents disapproved of, the happiness that seemed irreplaceable.

All she wanted now for her birthday present, is to see him. A far away view would suit her fine, as long as he had a glimpse of his handsome face. She wanted to talk to him, know how he was doing, did he still remember her? It's been a year already.

Maybe, it really wasn't meant to be…

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He silently entered his one-room house, how lonesome it looked. Without going to much in thought of it, he entered his house like every other day before . He took off the cloak; that was covering his gorgeous some-what messy raven hair, and ironically his prince-like face, and placed the cloak on the coat rack near the door. His onyx eyes settled at the sigh of the gloomy room, his house was made for only one person to live in: One bathroom, one bedroom, a living room/kitchen.

Compared to what he used to live in, well this was hell. The rent was very cheap, maybe because the carpet had stains that look like it would never come off. Or, maybe because there is still a big stain on the kitchen wall, that he tried to take off after he first moved.

Though, in a way he kind of liked it. Only because it seemed to fit into his preferences: dark, silent, and alone. The left of the house was the living room that had a one door slightly open that lead to the his bedroom. And the door a couple of feet of away that had the door wide-open was the bathroom. While the right side of the house was simply the kitchen.

The only good thing that came with it's cheap payment, was the free table, sparkling clean, and the sofa that was supposedly cleaned. But the small house had its ups, and one of those up's was the beautiful big garden. Apparently the couple that lived here before loved gardening, the roses were in full bloom, the grass at the healthy green color. And a perfectly placed willow tree providing wonderful shade.

How strange and empty he has been feeling. This close to going to the village doctor for help, but he never once believed in what the doctor said to be true. He once remembered the time when he took her….

He stopped himself from having the pictures' from coming inside his mind. The more he remembered the more lonely he felt. Is that how it feels to be in love? And be separated?

Your chest tightens up, like you can't breath. You feel like screaming, Your shaking, and angered.

Then slowly the feelings of remorse kick in.

Blaming only him, and his poor status. It was the only thing that kept the two apart.

How he wishes every night on the stars to change everything about himself.

His status.

His home.

His whole life.

All for her.


Well how is it? This is only the prologue.

My other story will be ending soon, so I came up with a second story, and surprisingly I made a third one (but its still a little unclear)

The first chapter will practically be like this prologue with more depth and the beginning of the ball.

So hope you guys like this one ^.^

Leave me your opinion's

~Animegirlfan