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"Talking"

Thoughts or Flashback

Inner-Sakura (This will be introduced later)

Prologue

Screams erupted through the air as fire blazed and kunai was thrown. A black haired girl ran through the chaos, ducking and evading the dangerous objects.

"Mother!" She yelled, searching for her mother's blonde hair in the mass of people around her. She bit her lip when only unrecognizable screeches met her call. The girl shook her head, ignored the tears that pricked from behind her soft blue eyes, and continued to run to a housing district, swerving and turning down the winding trails that led there.

"Mother!" She yelled again. No answer.

The girl clenched her fists and gritted her teeth, and focused what little chakra she had to the muscles in her legs to run faster. She followed a trail hidden by trees, to a small house. She wasted no time barging through the door, calling for her mother.

"I'm up here! Come quickly!" a yell sounded from above her.

She bounded up the stairs that were to the left of her, and gasped when she saw a horrendous sight in front of her.

Her mother was kneeling by a girl, who was curled into the fetal position. Upon closer inspection, the girl's clothes were in tatters. Her dress was crumpled and torn, soiled by blood, dirt, and a yellow-tinted liquid the blue-eyed lass couldn't identify. The girl's long white hair pooled around her battered form, parts of it were either crusted in blood and the yellow-tinted liquid, or matted with oil and dirt. Her pale little hands were fisted into a red scarf, which its frayed ends flowed up and down by her harsh, gasping breaths.

Despite her erratic breathing, she was completely still, blood surrounding her small body that oozed from cuts she had received. Her cherubic round face was pinched in an unsightly manner…her soft, childish features were smeared with blood. But the most unbearable sight were her missing eyes, her once vibrant green eyes were completely gone, leaving two empty sockets, blood streaming down from them. The black haired girl took a step back and swallowed the bile that rose in her throat. Tears fell from her eyes, and she held a hand up to her face in a feeble attempt to stop them. Her mother gently nudged the bloodied girl. "Hana-san, Misaki's here."

The white haired girl immediately responded, throwing her shaking arms up and feeling around for the said girl. "Misa… Misaki-chan?" she whispered, her voice sounding rough and weak.

Misaki quickly kneeled, grabbed both of the other girl's hands, and pressed her tiny fingers to her lips. "I'm right here, Hana-chan," she mumbled.

The tiny girl, presumably named Hana, smiled weakly and the blood from her eyes dripped onto her teeth. "I'm going to… to miss you, Misaki-chan," she whispered hoarsely. The other girl's eyes widened in alarm. "I know… you'll do great in life. You're going to be a super… super strong kunoichi, and you're going to mentor lots… and lots of people!" She took in a ragged breath of air and smiled faintly once more. "But don't f-forget to take care of yourself, Misaki-chan, since I won't… I won't be around to do it for you." The girl brushed a hand across the Misaki's cheek. "I want you to be happy… and have lots of good friends! O-okay…?" Her voice faltered as her body slumped forward.

"No… No! Don't leave me… Don't leave me, Hana-chan…" Misaki whimpered. Tears flowed from her eyes and pain welled up in her chest, making her stomach flip and her throat constrict. She held the white haired girl closely, feeling the girl take her last breath.

Misaki screamed and sobbed. She buried her nose in the other girl's hair, muffling her sobs slightly. Her mother laid a gentle hand onto the girl's shaking shoulder.

"Misaki…" The girl glanced up, her eyes glistened with tears, her face twisted by her emotional agony. "She was the first one," her mother gestured toward the newly dead girl.

"What?" she croaked, her tears managing to stop.

"Hana-san was the first one they attacked… The first one to have her eyes taken…" The girl gasped. They're taking our eyes-?

"They… why? Why are they doing this- Who is doing this?!" The girl's expression turned harsh, and hot, angry tears threatened to spill from her eyes. Misaki hugged the dead girl closer to her, and she gritted her teeth when she felt the body's warmth fading away.

Her mother shook her head. "I don't know who… But you know that our clan's ability is strong, great advantages lay in our eyes."

The girl frowned and looked at Hana's still form. "Her kekki gekkai had just formed… She didn't deserve this… She was the last person who would ever deserve this!" She yelled, tears spilling from her eyes once more.

Her mother pursed her lips into a tight line. "I know, baby…" She put a hand on top of her daughter's head. "I'm sorry you lost your best friend-" The window shattered as a body flew through, abruptly stopping her mother from talking. Misaki didn't so much as blink an eye when a tanto was thrusted through her mother's neck. The woman gurgled as blood splattered from her neck and her mouth. Her blue eyes widening in horror, the dark haired girl screamed and she reflexively fell to the ground, dropping her dead friend in the process.

A sigh was heard from above her, and she froze. Her eyes trailed up from the assailant's black ninja sandals to their tan pants and their black cloak. She slowly made her way up to their face, and noticed the broad shoulders, the adam's apple, and the broad jaw line. A male… I have a physical disadvantage… A shine caught her eye and she immediately glanced at the attacker's hita-ate. A Konoha nin?!

The male grumbled. He roughly grabbed Misaki by her shirt and lifted her from the ground. She thrashed and kicked out her feet, cursing when the male swiftly threw her to the ground and pinned her. She glared up at the man, only to stare wide-eyed into red eyes, her mouth opening slightly at the sight of three tomoes swirling lazily around each his pupils.

The Sharingan?

A/N: Hellooooo! So, this is my first fanfic (sorry the prologue was so short!), and constructive criticism is welcome! Now now, please note that this story mainly focuses on Sakura, not my OC Misaki. Misaki's main purpose in this fanfic is to train Sakura. Misaki's POV will be thrown in from time to time, excluding her heavy role in the beginning of the story. Later on in the story I will add other's POV in as well, to give different perspectives to the story! I hope you enjoyed reading. Review, Favorite, Follow, do whatever you wanna do.

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