AN: Eheh, first attempt on a Naruto fanfic. hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, although I do own my Saki and the plotline.. and I wished I owned Sasuke, but apparently I don't.

Chapter 1: You Look Familiar

I vaguely remember my mom asking me to go buy some groceries at a convenient store a couple of blocks away. That would've been okay actually if my family and I weren't in an argument. Whatever we were arguing about however, I don't remember.

I agreed of course, even thought in my own little world I was fuming about it. The summer air tickled my neck as I ran out of the house. It was late in the afternoon and the sun shone brightly above my head. As my mind continued to engross about the argument I had at home, a rush of wind came at me and before I knew it a sharp pain went throughout my body and a large object, which I'm assuming was a car, went against my side, and my world turned black.

I had many dreams after that. They were strangely livid and it felt as if they were actually happening. Not presently though, these dreams were almost like they were memories. My memories.

A little boy sat along in the swings, his eyes with deep circles around them and his hair the oddest sand color of red and brown; clutched in his tiny hands was a teddy bear in which he held onto dearly. I smiled as I walked to the swing next to him. I was quiet at first, all I really wanted was to play on the swings.

"Are you scared of me too." The little boy said. Although even back then, I knew it was not a question.

"Why should I be?" I asked, curious of his question.

"Everyone is." He said his eyes on his feet, but I continued to swing.

"Who's Everyone?" I asked and I turned to face him, being a kid, I totally thought he meant someone named everyone.

He laughed lightly, "Everyone in the village."

Then what he said had finally sunk into me. "Why?"

"Because …"

"You shouldn't think about what everyone says. My mama always tells me to never believe people who dis… um.. crime rate (AN: She meant discriminate) or something about people." I smiled, "And mama never lies!"

The boy turned his gaze on me, and smiled shyly.

The room was dark, I was only five back then, and being a small child I was, I felt intimidated and I hid behind mama's arms, my older brother next to me who always had a playful smile on his face now serious. Whatever they were doing, I didn't think it was fun.

"Kazekage-sama, the choice to remain here is no longer available; the best would be for us to return to Konoha."

Kazekage turned his icy gaze on me for a moment and he returned his attention to mama and papa, "I see. Will you be returning?"(AN: would he ever say something like that?)

"Yes, but as villagers of the leaf."

My parents bowed and left the room.

I examined the mirror closely, touching the purple bruises around my neck gently and within contact I slightly winced. They will go away in time, these physical wounds always do but the scars that burned into my blurred memory will never go away.

I forgot. I forgot too easily that he was no ordinary boy.

"Kazekage-sama, I thought we had this discussion beforehand.."

"It had never reached a result yet."

"I know you are low on ninjas, but we are no longer sand-nins, gomen, but we cannot assist you." Papa said.

We were in a dark room again, a place I haven't been since seven years ago. Papa had insisted that I do not go with him, but since the rest of the family went, I wanted to too.

"I understand that you may not… agree but what of your children whom are born and raised as children of the sand?" this time, Kazekage didn't speak, but his advisers.

I looked up, me, a sand-nin? I turned my gaze towards nii-chan, his facial expression didn't show much, but I could tell he didn't like the idea either.

My parents however spoke for us, "Both of our children have become Konoha's ninjas and are no longer of the sand, I doubt that they would have wanted that to change."

"But you come into Suna so often, and even to as far as to sneak your children with you."

Sneaking?

"We were not sneaking." my brother spoke with firmness. "My sister just couldn't leave the village because it was time for her graduation."

I nodded, hopping it would help.

"Hiro, take Saki with you back home. We will be returning shortly." my mother said, her face turned away from us.

"What? But oka-" I started.

"Just do as your mother says." My father said, he turned and gave us a reassuring smile.

I felt slightly relieved and left with my brother who was just as reluctant as I was.

I fell; sharp pains flew throughout my body as the poisonous gas flowed through my veins. Stupid, stupid, never go into the forest at night, duh! Ugh, now who knows what is somewhere out there looking for fresh meat, Yay me.

I hid behind a bush, waiting for whatever to either pass me or have another dish for dinner. But whatever it was didn't show up. This is stupid. I should've stopped looking for them when the sun was setting. Now I'm dark, dirty AND lost. Well technically I don't have much of a chance to look for where I was considering the circumstances.

After a couple of hours at keeping my guard up, I gave up and ran for it towards Konoha. But just as I was about to leave the horrid forest and into the homey village something came behind me and my world enveloped in black.

I groaned as I felt a sharp pain from my arms. I pried one of my eyes open, wondering where the hell I am. At first all I could see was white, and after opening both my eyes. Hmmm, maybe I died and went to heaven? Then I realized I was in a hospital room. It was a plain room, a white ceiling with a small stand besides me. The windows were big and airy, and the curtains were open.

I didn't even bother getting up, I just know it was gonna hurt. I looked at the clock on the wall in front of me. It was three. And guessing from the fact the sun was shining so nicely from the windows, it was obviously day.

I closed my eyes recapping on my little dreams I had, remembering each one vividly. It was as if I was another citizen in the world of Naruto. I laughed to myself lightly thinking about my all time favorite anime series. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised of these dreams I have.

The door opened and I shifted my gaze towards the door. A boy, around my age walked in. And strangely enough he looked like Uchiha Sasuke.

AN: This chappie's a bit edited... I just wanted to make some random changes when I actually reread it over.