A/N: Ohkay, hi people. Here's a little ficcy I wrote in like 5 mins… if you want me to continue, please say so… 5 reviews and ill update.

Summary: Erm, yeah… well, you see… uh…Sasuke finds this girl in an alleyway about to be beat up and stuff, and he saves her, but right as he goes to heal her, she rushes off. Sasuke doesn't know why, but he feels he knows this girl from somewhere… so he chases after her.

Yes, I noe. I sux at summariez.

But trust me, it gets better…

Warning: Ohk, its only in this chapter…and its only for like, 2 SCENTENCES, but yes, there is mention of rape in this… so, if you gag from just the word, well… whatever. Go awayh.

But seriously ppl. You honestly think I could write something like that?! No way! Its just mentioned.. don't like, don't read… all flames are used 2 cook my ramen…

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Chappie 1:

Kyoko Uchiha

By k94evur

Sasuke walked home all the usual; hands in his pockets, eyes staring off into space, and a neutral smirk painted on his face. He had just beat Naruto in one of the many of the dobe's random challenges, some going along the lines of:

"Sasuke, you coward! Get over here and fight!"

Or…

"Sasuke's a wimp!! He couldn't even beat up a log, believe it!"

Of course, Sasuke would deliberately ignore Naruto, knowing his claims of himself being a coward are random and only an excuse to get him to fight. Of course, Naruto would eventually reach Sasuke's breaking point, at which time he would get beat to a pulp.

Now Sasuke, completely unscratched, walked back to his apartment in peace. That is until he heard a noise coming from a nearby alley…

"N-no! P-please! S-stop!" Sasuke turned his head toward the voice. It had come from an alley he had just passed, and seemed to be the voice of a very young girl. Casually throwing his head back to look into the alley, Sasuke checked to see what the problem was.

And he understood the minute he saw.

It took his eyes a moment to adjust, but when they did, the sight he saw made him want to turn away again—but he didn't. In the alley, he made out the faint outline of the girl who had made the cries, and, after listening for just a moment, could hear her sobbing. Before approaching, however, Sasuke peered farther into the alleyway to search for the cause of her pain… and that's when he understood.

Towering over the small girl, of barely 6 years old, was a tall, muscular man. He had hair covering almost all of his face it seemed and, even though he was some distance away, even Sasuke could smell the bitter alcohol on his clothes.

He had one hand around the tiny girls waist and another behind her head, all the while using his immense strength to pull her closer and closer to him. No matter how hard she struggled, the man seemed to only pull her closer. It actually seemed that the harder she thrashed, the more he enjoyed it, as if it were a sick and twisted game of his own creation.

This girl is about to be raped. Sasuke thought, completely in shock. His feet suddenly became glued to the ground.

Suddenly the hand on her waist tightened, causing her only to sob harder. Sasuke stood frozen in his tracks. Suddenly the drunken-man pulled her waist closer to his. He was now pressing her body flush onto his. The girl tried to push away, but soon the man was holding on so tight that she could hardly move her arms, much less the rest of her body.

The man slowly arched his neck and then leaned down by the frightened girl's ear. He whispered something Sasuke couldn't hear, but it only took one look at the wild mans eyes to know it was something dirty. Sasuke's prediction was only confirmed when he saw the girl freeze for a moment and then thrash all the harder, now completely desperate to separate herself from the crazed-drunk.

Sasuke couldn't take it any longer. He took one loud step forward into the alley and called out "Stop!"

The man twisted his head toward Sasuke, squinting at the light from the street. When he saw Sasuke was in battle stance, he seemed to cock his head in thought. Then, in one quick yet clumsy motion, the msn pulled out a pocketknife and cut the young girl all the way from her waist to her ankle. She screamed in pain, not seeming to notice Sasuke standing before her, and crashed hard on the floor as the man threw her aside.

Now that the man had made it so she couldn't run off with ease, he focused his attention on Sasuke. Assuming Sasuke was just another kid, the man flexed his arms and made one drunken step forward before bellowing in a deep but slurred voice, "Whatcha gunnah dwo abwout it, kid?"

Sasuke glared at the side comment of being called a 'kid'. Without answering, he charged forward, his own motions much faster than that of the drunken man before him, and rammed his fist into the man's gut.

The drunk, completely taken by surprise, keeled over in pain, leaving his head wide open for another blow from the Uchiha. Now crumpled on the ground, one hand on his head and the other on his stomach, the drunk seemed the recall his pride, and quickly stood. He glared at Sasuke as he threw his first punch, which was caught in Sasuke's left hand. Sasuke, now in control of the person's hand, twisted in backwards until a loud 'Craack!' was heard throughout the entire alley. Sasuke had just broken the guys wrist.

"GYAAH!" the man screamed at the top of his lungs. Sasuke dropped the man's limp wrist and crossed his arms. As the man screamed and fell back onto the cold concrete, Sasuke pondered what to do next. As the man turned around again to look at Sasuke with shock painted on his face, Sasuke hesitated. Then, reaching a decision, he said:

"Hn. You are weak. You take advantage of a young, innocent girl and just when you have her in your grasp, I come along and you can't even defend yourself. Pathetic." Sasuke spat the last word out with hatred and kicked some dust into the face of the fallen drunk. The man scowled up at him, knowing he was defeated but having too much pride to run. So instead he simply scowled and glared.

Sasuke was fed up. After hesitating once more, he activated his Sharingan and glared back at the man, who coward in shock… and fear.

"Hmph," Sasuke began, "Don't mess with me again. Or I swear, next time you cross my path, you won't live to see the next day." Sasuke said each word with such a large amount of threat, the man scrambled to his feet and lumbered past Sasuke and away on the streets, half running and half limping. Sasuke could've stopped him from leaving, but his only goal was to make sure the girl was alright and to get home. Not to beat up drunken baka's… no matter how much they deserve it.

Now Sasuke, still tense from the spare, turned to the girl who had been thrown on the ground. He took the chance now to observe her a bit closer. What he saw wasn't pretty, to say the least.

First of all, she was bloody. And not just from the slash she had recently receive along the length of her leg, but also from various bruises and cuts, some small… others rather serious. Like the gash right above her right eye, or the humongous black and blue bruise on her exposed stomach. And that was the other thing- she wasn't wearing that much! She had on a bloody brown dress that was cut in several places (like her stomach), and had more patches sewn on than the original fabric it seemed. The dress was also only long enough to go halfway down to her knees—leaving her legs exposed to the world, causing the many cuts, scrapes, bruises and gashes that they adorned. Sasuke looked away from her body. He felt almost sick that a girl, of barely six years old, had to live on the streets like this.

The girl had had her knees pulled up to her chin, with her head now. Now she lifted her head and stared at Sasuke. He stared back, taking in her face. She had shoulder length raven-black hair that was matted and filthy. Her face also adorned some slashes and cuts, but wasn't as hurt as the rest of her body. Sasuke noted the gash above her eye once more, making a mental note to heal that one first. His eyes landed suddenly on her eyes. They were two huge black orbs, full of innocence, pain, coldness, rejection, and… fear?

Sasuke was confused. If the drunk-man was gone, what did she still have to fear? He quickly looks left and right down the alley, checking for any more perverted-drunks. The alley was empty. He turned his head back to the girl and noted her tear-streaked cheeks. Slowly, he began to understand what—or rather, who—she feared… himself.

But why? Sasuke thought. Hmph. All I did was save her from a crazed-drunk. Maybe… Sasuke got lost in thought. Then it hit him: his sharingan was still activated!

Sasuke hit his head in frustration. Stupid! He thought bitterly. Then he turned to the girl in front of him. She pulled back from his sudden movement, more tears falling silently into her lap. Sasuke quickly deactivated his sharingan and relaxed his position. He had to be careful and make as little movement as possible- if this girl, whomever she is, cringes away from him after such a small movement; Sasuke knew he would have trouble getting her to agree to let him heal her injuries.

"Gomen…--" he began, but didn't have a chance to finish. The girl had pulled away from his voice, as if it were poison to the air, and stood abruptly, running farther into the alley.

Sasuke was surprised, to say to least. Never in his life had a girl run AWAY from him, so this was kind of a first. Suddenly he was pulled back to the present as he found himself chasing after the injured girl. Although, he had no idea why he was chasing her. If she can run, there really isn't that much need for me to heal her, he thought suddenly. But something in his subconscious urged him to keep chasing, almost as if he recognized her from somewhere, but couldn't place it. So, he charged forward.

For an injured, tired, hurt girl, she sure as hell is fast!

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To be continued…

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