Okay, this is the first fanfiction that I have posted on the web site, but not the first one I made believe it or not. It's all right if you don't like it. Still you should at least review it like I have done your guys.
Real fast, there are three chapters before the real story starts just to give information about the relationship of the two. Don't worry though, I have already completed this story and I just got to type it up on the computer. It is that that will take me forever. Love to you all, except the one word writer of a fanfiction… I hate you and you can bite me.
The Escapist
12 years ago…
A small girl sobbed as she at in the middle of the forest away from the village of Konoha. The sakura hair girl was lost after playing with her supposed friends, who left her alone within the waves of trees. The young child had called out for help for hours before breaking down in tears only twenty minutes before.
The academy had yet to teach the children how to survive on their own because of their young age. Her teacher, a woman with black hair and glasses, just had them play and write, unlike the boys who learned earlier. The other girls shunned her for mind and skill of knowledge, or how they put it her large forehead. Shy bout the fact, she kept it covered with her pink bangs.
" Wh-why (sniffle) are th-they so (sob) mean?" The young jade eyed girl sniffled and sobbed, holding her knees to her chest. " What d-do I do? I don't (sob) know the which w-way home is (sob)."
A soft crack of a twig breaking spooked the girl out of her sobbing fit as she looked up. Finding a man with an orange mask, that had small black comets going across it, and long mid-night black spiky hair. Upon his body was an old black and red warrior armor and gloves that covered his hands. He wore a sword on the left side and most likely had hidden weapons.
Looking down at the small pink hair girl in front of him, his only visible eye saw that she had been crying for sometime now. The man knelt down on one knee and study the child. She must have been of the Haruno clan judging by her hair color. He remembered back when the first Hokage , his ex-partner and rival, had introduce this clan in to their village of Konoha. So, then this child was of that hated village.
In his mind he wanted to drive his sword straight threw her heart and watch her die, but his heart, which petite her, told him to take her back to the village. After listening to her sobs and cries from the tree he had been napping in, he finally had wanted to silence the child. Sighing inwardly to himself, He picked up the scared girls in his arms. Caring the girl, he took off for the village.
" I will take you three fourth of the way back to your village," the tall man said. " I know where you came from, so do not fear me. Tell me girl," she sniffled as he got her attention, " What is your name?"
" M-my name?" the pink hair girl said taking a second to answer the new question. No one had ever asked her that. " It's Sa-sakura Haruno."
" Sakura…" he muttered thoughtfully. " It suits you because of your hair color, little cherry blossom."
" Thank you," Sakura said with a faint blush. No one every complimented her either. Not even her family. " What's your name?"
" Hmm,"" the man replied stopping as he reached the limit he would go. " I'm not sure if I should tell you."
He placed down the girl on her feet and knelt back down to her eye level once again. " Please," she begged. " I promise I won't tell anyone."
" Promise?" he questioned at the childish words. Would he really trust this little girl of the village he hates?
" Yes," she smiled her eyes puff from crying. " I cross my heart and hope to die if I should tell."
Chuckling at the little chant, he answered, " All right, if you promise. I am Madara Uchiha."
" Uchiha-san?" Sakura wondered. " Do you live with the clan?"
" No, not in a long time," Madara said with a glimpse of pain in his eye. " Remember you promised not to say anything."
" Okay!" she nodded.
" Now listen carefully," the ex-clan leader told, " go straight ahead and you will get to the village gates."
" Okay, Uchiha-san," Sakura smiled, then asked," …but what about you?"
" I have to stay out here," Madara mumbled. " Now go, I'll be watching from afar."
Sakura bowed and thanked the older man, then ran off with a small smile of joy. She looked back to find no one, but didn't worry to wonder why. As she ran back threw the streets of her hidden village, she felt as if one day she would meet the kind man again. Giggling, she hoped she would.
Madara had watched the girl run all the way to her house, only to be welcomed by a screaming mother and father. He gave a huff of disbelief for the uncaring words to the child. As if it wasn't already worst enough, the mother slapped the young girl. In response, Sakura just walked past her parents. They continued to yell, not caring to hear their own daughter's side of the story. Growling, the masked man disappear in a flash back into the forest.
Sakura gave a huff as she sat down on her bed, holding a soon to be bruised cheek. At least she had met one nice person today. This is why she wanted to become a strong ninja, so she could get away from being the disappointment of her clan. The young girl crawled under the covers of her blanket and started to cry again, but not from the pain… she cried of loneliness.
So, there you have it. The first chapter of The Escapist. Woo! This just took me about an hour to two hours to type. I suck! Yah! I'll up-date when ever I find the time to type the rest of my story, okay? Also, I don't mind to hear your 'voices' about my story. Please review. It would make me so happy and ask any questions you have.
