Disclaimer: They're not mine.

Warning: Romance, AU, slight angst maybe?

POV: Anko

Chapter 1

I remember wondering what people would think, if they knew the truth, about you. That you weren't as bad as everyone thought. That you did all those things to save your brother. To spare him the hell you went through as a child that you knew he would go through if you didn't do something.

I remember when you first showed up at his door, asking to be his servant, the evil snake. He didn't like you, at first. Orochimaru learned early on not to trust people. You just proved his point. You were very good at getting your way, better than him. He put you through hell, your second one so far in your life. I always felt so terrible for you, but you never cried, no matter what he did. Finally, he let you be his. But you had one, yet again. You wanted to be his best and most trusted, so that you could betray him. You knew he wanted something you treasured, you just didn't know what. But then you found out, and you tried so hard to pull the rug out from under his feet. But it didn't work.

I remember the night, after the chunin exam, when you came to my house, to see how your treasure was. Did he pass? Was he as good as you thought? Better? And I had to tell you he was great, which was true, but that you'd lost. Orochimaru took him, he was marked. How you cried, oh how you cried. Years of pain held back, hoping to spare you treasure, you angel, your little brother, Sasuke, of the Uchiha clan. You cried for so long, I thought you might die of lose of reason to live. But you got back up, and left, this time for years. I thought it was the last time I'd ever see you, but I was gladly wrong.

I remember when you came back, years later, following a beat Naruto who was carrying a half-dead Sasuke. I knew you cared, I just never realized how much. I'm glad I didn't know, it helped me when I pleaded for your life, having not known for so long that you were suffering like that for that long.

I remember pleading for your life, and only barely registering what it was I was doing. Even though you had done such bad things, I knew you meant good, so I fought for you life. Surprisingly, I wasn't the only one. Naruto and Sasuke, your angels, fought for you to, saying that you were really very good, deep down, in your own way. Even Kakashi fought for you, but I couldn't tell why he did that. He said he'd tell me one day, but I know I will have to wait till he is ready.

I remember how they punished you. Oh, they let you live, but barely. They beat you, and hurt you, punished you far beyond what you deserved. But you lived; they didn't end your life, so I was happy.

I remember when you came back to me, after they hurt you. You were weak, so weak, but you were still there, and that was what I needed. You asked why I'd begged for your life, why anyone had tried to get him pardoned. I can't answer for the others, I don't know why they did what they did, but I can answer for me. Because I love you, always have, always will.

I remember you face when I told you, so surprised, so cute. I was, oddly, not worried about your response. Net once did it occur to me you might hate me in return. But you didn't. You loved me back, so much it hurt; though I know you will love your brother most, because he's what makes you get up in the morning. I'm here to help, to support, to love. Sasuke is here to make sure you keep trying, keep waking up, and keep giving back to the world you took so much from. He really is your angel. And your mine. Always mine. Forever and ever.

Amen.

NOT FINISHED

Next chapter is about Kakashi, mainly why he didn't want Itachi killed. Please review, or else I guess this story is just for my very tired and desperate brain, though part two is going to be posted come rain, come shine, come Armageddon. Thanks for reading, please enjoy part two, when it get posted!