Hello! I just want to give credit to my friend candyshampoo whom I roleplay with for giving this idea for a good story plot! And of course, Naruto does not belong to me, but to Masashi Kishimoto! And here is chapter one!

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Piercing cries rang throughout the dark room. Red crimson leaves trails of what would soon leave her useless. Rushing around the room, he tried to fix it. Although it was not worth it, she was done for. That could very well be the last noise she ever made. A horrid cry of despair, how pathetic. Writhing in her sleeping form, he grunted. Useless. Grabbing her shaking body, he walked out of the building, throwing her bloody body in the dirt far off. She twisted and turned, but soon turning still and silent, shallow breathes escaping through her mouth. Yes, that very could be the last noise she ever made.

Noise surrounded her, making a throbbing headache even worse. Twisting her face in pain, distorted features were framed with blood. She slowly opened her eyes. Sunlight escaped into her bright green orbs, leaving her squinting. She rested her palms on the ground; she lifted herself, trying to understand were she was. The last thing she remembered was being on a mission, and in the midst of a fight, she was captured, brought into a dark room filled with the iron smell of blood and medical equipment that hadn't been cleaned for ages. Looking down at herself, her eyes widened in fear. Blood was pouring through a slit at her throat, leaving red trails of dried liquid on her ivory skin.

Panicking, she rushed to her feet. Touching the wound at her throat, if felt as if important organs were missing. Nothing you could heal by yourself. She turned her head this way and that, looking for help. Opening her mouth, she pleaded for help. But no words escaped her mouth. She stopped, feeling a tight closing at her throat. She gasped. No! This couldn't be! She felt tears rush over her already glazed eyes. She had gone mute. Haruno Sakura had gone mute.

Rushed and panicked, she began to run through the dark forest. Was this a sick joke? She wanted her voice back! She was used for a petty test, and she had to pay for it? She raged in anger before losing balance and tumbling into a tree. She grabbed at the ground, her fingers digging in dirt. This was pathetic. Look at her! Caked with blood, not able to speak. She grimaced, before hearing a sound behind her. Slowly turning to look around the tree, what she saw caused her to lose her breath.

There, standing before her, with the same stoic expression as always, was Sasuke Uchiha. She widened her eyes, trying to slow her heart. Yes! There he was! After three long years, and there he was! But something wasn't right. No, he wasn't looking at her, even though she clearly sat in front of him. He was looking around, wildly, as if he expected someone to come after him. She crawled toward him, getting a closer look. His eyes were shut tight, with dried caked blood traveling down his face like tears. She furrowed her brow. Standing up, she looked closer. Widening her eyes, she never thought she could believe what was in front of her.

He was blind.

Standing, she slowly made her way towards him. Pulling a kunai from his pocket, he now knew were the presence was coming from. A low growl rumbled from his throat. She took a small step back, slightly afraid. What if he attacked? She was startled when the black silk of his voice rang through the forest. "Who's there?" Startled, she didn't know what to do. She couldn't speak, so how would he know it was her? A small tear ran down her pale face. As if sensing something was wrong, he held out a strong hand. She looked down at it, memories flashing of their genin days. Taking his hand, she gripped it tightly. He stepped so they were so close, she hear his heart, racing due to being nervous. It was funny, a boy, now a man, who always had such a cold and calm composure was nervous. It was funny how losing a sense so important affected someone.

"Squeeze my hand once if you know me, squeeze my hand twice if you don't know me."

The cold voice that always seemed to melt her heart when she was young brought her back to reality. Squeezing his hand once, she clarified to him that they once knew each other, so long ago.

"Hn. You smell familiar, like cherries. A girl's scent, I'm sure. Squeeze my hand once if you worked with me in sound," he stopped, hesitant. "Squeeze twice if you knew me from Konoha, leaf village." Eagerly, she squeezed his hand twice. He frowned suddenly, letting go of her hand. She furrowed her brow. What was wrong?

"Hn. Figures. The only girl I've ever known to smell of cherries."

He stepped forward, causing her breath to hitch at the proximity of their closeness. She recognized the musky scent of his that seemed to inflate her heart every time she was near him.

"Sakura."

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The first chapter! I hope you all enjoyed it. Tell me if there is anything I should consider doing differently!

-BlackCherryBlossoms