I'm a long time fan of SasukeXSakura so I decided to make a fanfic! (Isn't dat what you do anyways? :D) If the people who read my first fanfic of Orange – between Natsu and Lucy for those who didn't – based on Fairy Tail stuffz then thanks for reading this Naruto fanfic too! :D Listened to Fort Minor's Where'd You Go while writing this. Kinda fits…
The Doll of Glass
Prologue
I couldn't stand it – that way she was crying over the boy who would never come back. I couldn't believe he'd leave us – I never knew that he'd be that weak, trying to gain power by becoming that way. I didn't understand why he didn't want to come back to us.
Power was meaningless – I said that while I bore the pain of having the Kyuubi sealed within me! It doesn't compare to our friendship and bonds we created!
But he destroyed everything when he left.
My hope. His reputation. Her smile.
That true, beautiful smile was now hollow – even if you made her grin, it wasn't the same as it had been before.
I hated that place – always holding me back. Holding me back so that I wouldn't be as strong as this – Itachi knew that it had been better, hadn't he?
Strength and power meant so much more than useless friendship. Friendship gave you nothing besides warm, fuzzy feelings and a person to trust. Trust was something that I should have never tried.
It was what made me weak – along with the bonds and the friends I made in the village.
Orochimaru had been right to claim me as one of his and I had been right to never trust him and his experiments. Getting rid of him had been the best thing to do, especially since he had tried to make me into his own body.
Now…maybe it would be best to see how Konohagakure was like.
I remember sitting on that bench; feeling that it was hard and cold.
Just like him.
I remember thinking that he'd left me and everything that I tried to build.
Was that not cruel?
I remember not blaming him. I deserved it – always being that cheerful, bright, and peppy girl. I guess I looked the same; my hair dragging along the ground, long and thick and shiny. I had dyed it starting from my shoulders down – the life of a kunoichi required me to be hidden did it not?
The remaining pink reminded me of how I once was though; it was important to remember the past because without it, you wouldn't have the present and the future.
Kakashi-sensei and Naruto – everyone – tells me that they miss my smile.
I am emotionless.
People told me I was not the same though I have always thought that I am as I have always been.
I never change.
I am a doll made of cold, cold glass.
Scary? Weird? Really weird?
Tell me what you guys think before I make it into a story! (No I don't mind people telling me it's crap but it'll bring me down a little…)
