My Life, Neji, and Other Time Consuming Tings
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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Kishi, you, and I both know that. But i do own this plot.
A/N: Alright kiddies~ this is my second FanFic despite my first attempt being a total flop . Well, anyways I hope this one will be a bit better, and hopefully draw some interest from you lovely people. (Does flattery make you guys happier and more likely to review...? yes? LOL can't blame a girl for trying) Don't really know too much about what I'm planning for this story but I hope if I get some positive feedback I can become further inspired ^_^
Summary: I smile. What a strange guy. "Hey Hun, You tryin to save this damsel in distress?" I laugh pointing to myself. "Well that's too bad Hun, didn't you know?" I turn away smiling. "I'm completely unsavable" I dive into the darkness without a second glance. NejiTen
Prologue:
"Seeing Is believing" they say...
When I was a kid, I think...I believed a bit too much
Though I can't say that's the only reason for all this coming to be
I just wish someone had warned me before they decided to "fix" what wasn't broken
To give something that can arguably be called a curse rather than a gift
To change me back when it was already decided it was best to be "unchanged"
Flashback (seven years ago):
In a small house inside the town of Crownedon a young girl fidgets uncomfortably in her mother's lap. The mother smirks confidently as she combs the child's hair into a complicated bun with too many designs. The child whines at how long the process is taking and tries to escape to her awaited game with the neighborhood kids. It is futile, for the woman is too strong. The child pouts for a mere five seconds before she is kissed on the cheek and released to the ground. The child looks ups expectantly to receive a warm smile and hair ruffle. "Run along now Hun, comeback before sunset or Momma will come out there and embarrass you." She smiles in scary warning. As if welcoming any sort of rebellion. Th child nods carefully and races out the door in a laugh.
A young child smiles toothily, eyes closed, counting behind a great oak tree in Crownedon forest. The child begins to count as the other children scramble to secure a hiding spot in their game of hide and seek. As in most games, a lagger, struggles to find a spot. A young girl dashing in multiple directions, trips over a tree root with a thud, falling face first into the ground. The seeker only about three feet from the fallen child looks up surprised, then breaks out into a fit of giggles. "Mou~ Channie! Your supposed to be hiding not falling! Are you alright?" The young girl looks up with a hesitant smile. Followed up with the scratching of her head in a sheepish motion. "Ah~ Nomu! It hurts..." She struggles to keep in her giggles. The other children, mindful not to reveal their hiding spots, have begun to laugh and ask of the young girl's fall. Seeing it as a usual occurrence, there is little worry. She proceeds to stand up and resolves to continue playing. She flashes a large grin on her slightly dirty face. "I'm fine! C'mon Nomu finishing counting." She runs off deep into the forest. Determined to find a good place she does not pay close attention to to where she is. As she gets deeper and deeper the sun slowly sets. The forest is dark and casts shadows amongst all the trees.
The young girl begins to realize she has gone too far into the woods. It is dark, there are so many trees, and she's scared. Fear and cold nips at her small frame. A small twig snaps in the middle of the forest. She swiftly turns to the direction of the sound and backs up slowly. She can hear the faint calls of her name by the neighborhood children. "Channie! Channie~! Where are you? Your mother looks...angry... again!" She backs up into something hard. Two arms encirlce her torso slowly, but it is too late to act because they have already managed a strong grip. The young girl is turned around to face....a woman and a man. The woman is beyond beautiful the child thinks, with her long straight brown hair and brown chocolate eyes. The man too...is very handsome, mesmerizing even, with his silky hair. "Eh~ white...eyes..?" They stare at her intently, almost familiarly. Remembering to feel alarmed she struggles and begins to fight. Sighing as though seemingly used to this, the woman ruffles her hair with a warm smile. Startled, the child stops and stares in wonder. "Who are...?"
She is cut short by the hand of the handsome man. He grabs her and crouches near a large tree far from the open clearing. Nodding to the woman as if in silent telepathy she moves quickly to the child and tells her to be very quiet. "Child you are to be very quiet and still understand? We will not hurt you so do not be afraid." She removes her hands from her black silk gloves to raise her hand to cup the child's face. Looking deep into her eyes she whispers "I'm sorry young one, so very sorry...suscipio meus munia vobis, tener unus. Permissum lemma exsisto suscitatio..." She places her hands on the child's eyes and hands. They glow a faint black. She child's eyes widen in shock.
The child begins to sway. As she begins to fall back she manages to see the woman and man staring at her once more. Through half lidded eyes, she thinks, "Somehow they look sad..." She falls back unto the grass in a quiet thump. Quickly slipping into unconscious, she faintly hears her mother's worried calls getting closer...until she hears them no more.
A/N: Sooo~ what did you guys think? Any comments, concerns, suggestions, *cough* reviews... are all welcomed! ^_^
It's just the prologue, but hopefully it will get better.