Chapter 1

A desperate love – A desperate girl – A Sound Nin Appears!

Notes: First off, this is my first fan fiction I'm actually writing out instead of keeping in my head. I don't own the Naruto cast, but I do own Asuka. Plus, the sound village is my favorite - Even though I don't own that either. Well, this is a sad and boring note. Please forgive me, and please don't flame. I know it sucks. Ugh, I made the ending a little rushed too since I need to go do laundry. Don't pay attention to how horrible it sounds please ;; I'll try to do better with Chap. 2. Oh, and sorry for any typos you find. I'm not very good at proof-reading.

She felt the cool nights breeze lightly brush against her skin, while soft pants escaped from her lips. A kunai was clutched in her hand, while she shook with exhaustion. Falling to her knees, the young woman only muttered a short sentence breathlessly, before she drifted to sleep unwillingly on the ground.

"Wait for me…please…"

As the dawn of a new day began, the woman who had fallen slowly opened her eyes. Upon opening her hazel orbs, the first thing she noticed was the room around her. Everything was a daze. Had she fainted? Gotten hit? Maybe even rape?! Groaning, she placed her pale hand upon her forehead, closing her eyes briefly to think.

"Get up and stop lazing around!" A husky male voice said while it rudely interrupted her thoughts. Ugh. She knew who this was.

"What happened to sympathy for the sick?!" She snapped back, sitting up with caution.

"You aren't sick, you just fainted. Now get over here!" The voice yelled, making her mutter something under her breath as her eyebrows furrowed together in annoyance.

Stepping out of bed, the woman noticed she was still in her clothes. Good. Taking her steel plated ninja band from the side-table, which had been removed from her waist, she re-tied it. The sound village had always been her home, and she specialized in it. The girl was so deeply attached to her home village; she often went to visit when she wasn't traveling.

Looking around at her surroundings, she automatically recognized where she was. Those hard wooden floors, blue-gray walls bombarded with various paintings, and the silver vase in the corner that held a black rose with many thorns. This was Vincent's room. Of course she had realized that when she heard his voice calling, but who knew coming back in here would bring back so many memories. The thought of the girl she used to be made her sick.

Walking now, the sound ninja's blonde hair was down freely to her mid-back, having been pulled free of the ponytail it had been trapped in earlier, and swayed back and forth while she made her way down the hallway. Nothing erased all those thoughts that were swarming in her head; it nearly gave her a full-on headache. It was so silent here though. Then again, it always had been. Vincent lived alone, despite being 15, because all of his relatives deceased. It was a sad story, so the two of them never brought it up.

Vincent and her had been best friends for years, even though he was two years older than her – A fact he constantly rubbed in her face. His ash auburn hair was messy and shaggy, no matter how many times she tried to brush it, and his flickering green eyes never ceased to twinkle with the delight of bringing annoyance into someone else's life. He was of the sound village, just as she was, and many of the villagers considered him a gift from the gods. His talent only encouraged his outrageous ego - The part that she found most annoying.

Once she had arrived at the kitchen door, he sensed her presence there.

"Finally you're up. It's not safe for you to use up all your energy like that." He snorted at her, as Vincent stuffed another spoonful of food into his mouth like a pig.

"For your information I was training. I told you, I need to get better. I have to!" She said, her voice starting to shake at the end. She still wasn't good enough for him. So she had to practice, day and night. Sunrise and sunset. All the girl had ever wanted was to be with him.

SLAM!

She jumped in surprised, while her hazel eyes were wide in shock. Vincent slammed his fist onto the table, his eyebrows narrowed, and his face clearly angry.

"Why?! So you can get better for him?! No one even knows where he is, so what the hell is going through your thick skull?!" He shouted, a sharp edge to every word that came from his thin lips. Vince was now snarling. Not a good sign.

She was used to his put-downs. Used to his teasing. Used to his temper. However, this time, it hurt. A sharp pang of pain shot through her, so quickly she hardly knew it was coming. Like a bullet.

"Just stop it Vince!" She cried out loud, her pale face now flushed a deep crimson in hurt, "Stop saying these horrible things! I want to get better! I want to see him again! This is my decision on how to live my life, and I want to go through with this. I won't give up." Her voice wavered while she spoke these words, tears about to leak through her eyes, "I won't…" she added softly.

Turning to the door that led outside, the sound nin looked down, "Guess I'll see ya later, right Vince?" she said, her voice still cracking. Then she ran. The girl didn't care where she ran to, just somewhere away from here. Anywhere. Once she got started, she just couldn't stop. Her legs just kept moving, everything around her turned into a blur. She had, had enough of this crap he always gave her. She was tired of it. The woman didn't even notice him calling her name loudly, asking for her to come back.

No! She thought, I won't go back. I'll find a place to stay and someway to make money. I can do this. Maybe even…I'll end up where he is. Just maybe, if the gods are on my side.

That's how she had gotten here…Now standing in front of these four Leaf Ninjas, she wasn't sure if she had been blessed…or cursed.

"My name is Asuka."

End Chapter 1