Disclaimer: If you though, or still think I own Naruto, your a disappointment to life, and Uchiha san.

Note from Da: Ehem. Hello. This story is about Sasuke and Hinatas' life with and without each other. This would be a basic prologue, so I can start the Memories next chapter.

This could be qualified as a romance/tragedy/angst, and a basic rating M for sexual themes and language.

The main paring is a basic: SasuHina

If you do not like any of the things I just described this story to be, because that is plain stupid.

I do hope you enjoy!

Love. Da

Prologue.

"Hinata..." He whispered softly, though doubting she could hear.

He was lying under the stars with Hinata Hyuuga, his future bride. He loved her so very much, with all his heart and soul, but of corse he wouldn't dare ever say that... not in public at least. Never-the-less Hinata always knew how he felt, whether he wanted or not. They were perfect, everyone knew. They were connected, together soul in soul.

Sasuke glanced over at the girl. Her dark indigo hair intwinned in his fingers, very light lavender eyes shinning in the moonlight, reflecting the stars. Lovely pale white skin, contrasting the dark blade's of grassy field. Wearing a light lavender "zip-up" jacket, a plain midnight black tank-top underneath, along with black carpi's, and lavender Vans. In his eyes, right there, that was a goddess on earth., but then again, he was concerted a god. So in his eyes, there love was a given.

"Hinata..." He whispered in her ear, his breath trickling across her lobe, voice full of love.

"Yes, Sasuke-kun?"

"Hmm"

She smothered closer to him, leaning on his upper-chest, smothering her breast in his skin. She got very close to him face, almost kissing his brain, but moved at the last second, in close to his ear;

"'For all stars there are memories to be held, for all words there are pictures behind it' 1876: Alexandra Acton"

"Memories, eh?"

He slowly pushed her of, kissing her on the for head, having them both sit up so they could talk. He looked at her with loving eyes, even though he would never admit it.

"What kinds of Memories?" He asked, very curious to her meaning

"Every. Single. One"

He looked quite stunned at there girl, the wind blew his hair and gave a smirk.

"You lie"

She gave a small chuckle

"I can say everyone in detail."

Sasuke looked up into her eyes, he loved as his memories of Hinata, good and bad. He lied down putting his arms behind his head, gave a smile.

"Tell me all..."