Forgotten

By Shywaterangel

I DO NOT OWN NARUTO

She knew exactly what would happen when she accepted the mission. She knew deep down that once she crossed the gates of Konoha she would not return. Never again will she taste the salty ramen with her friends. Feel the heat of the natural hot springs. Never to see family or friends again.

Her mission was easier said then could ever be down. It wasn't even a mission to begin with. It was a subtle way to say that she was banished from Konoha and could never return. All because she healed an enemy ninja. An S-class criminal from Akatsuki to be more specific. She saved him because she was a healer someone who should save people because they are human. S-Class criminals to her are no different then the thousands of other people she healed.

But when Konoha found out they asked for her immediate execution. They demanded her head on a sliver platter for her betrayal. When in all sense she was using her abilities to do what they were meant to do, and that was to save lives. She took the news of her banishment with ease she knew what would become of her. They told her to go, leave, and to be counted dead in a matter of three days. If she had said no and stayed she would have just singed her own execution.

That's were she stood now. At the edged of Konoha in the dead of night. Sakura a newly recruited Jonin at seventeen stood alone thrown out of her home like trash. Her family and a select few friends who knew were suppose to say there last goodbyes,

But none showed up.

She took her last steps with ease. Saying over and over that she did nothing wrong and they didn't deserve her. The next few steps slowed and she found her mind counteracting it. Her troubled thoughts brought her to the edge of what was the border of Konoha. When she step over the border she was then and forever an ex-ninja. She remembered what brought her here.

(Flashback)

Sakura and a few other Jonin were on there way to help a near by village. Stopped to camp. Sakura found time to explore the surroundings. Walking to a open field she saw a man, or what look to be one. His body scraped and torn. Blood oozed from various parts of his body. His hair too blood stained to know the natural color. His one distinctive feature was the orange spiral mask covering his face. She ran to him too concerned about the mans injuries to care who he was.

"Your going to be okay" her comforting words seemed to make the blood covered man more at ease. His breathing calmer and less constricted.

She began to heal him. The injuries to his head were the most deadly. It looked to be partly cut off. She did her at best healing it. Complete with that she began to heal the minor injuries, and wiped the blood off. Only then did she realize who he was. The famous Mandara Uchiha leader of Akatsuki and from most rumors immortal. One thought graced her mind for that second she just risked her life as a ninja for an immortal.

The Akatsuki having been inactive for a while were all sense forgotten, and when a team member came by to see if Sakura was alright did they remember. At that moment Sakura was counted an enemy ninja. Her team tying her with charka enhanced ropes.

"You planned this all along didn't you" one member shouted. Sakura remembered others nodding there head in agreement.

Mandara long had gone, disappearing with his unique jutsu. Forgetting the young girl who had risk her wellbeing to save his life.

Later that very day did she get the sentence to leave.

(End Flashback)

Sakura was now walking somewhere in what was still the land of Fire. Leaving Konoha meant she was a ex-ninja. Sakura didn't know what to do on her own. Questions like where to live? Where to sleep? What to do for the rest of her life? Unwilling entered her mind. Busy with theses unanswered questions Sakura forgot to see if she was alone.

"You're a Konoha Ninja am I right" the voice made sakura jump a bit. To Sakura surprise and utter disappointment it was the voice of a man. Whose voice sadly was one she's never heard before. She Silently hoped it was one of her friends who forgot her.

Being polite Sakura replied" I used to be" her tone hoarse from upcoming tears. Tears fall when she let the thought really sink in. Sakura being done with people took a step forward hoping the man took her answer and let her be.

"Sad, how our useless village gets rid of us" he spoke yet again. Sakura spun around curious of the mans history with her once village.

"Who are you?" she asked. She heard footsteps coming from her left. When they stop she turned towards him, and forest green eyes met crimson red. Sakura felt the world fade. The masked covered face forever branded in her mind. The masked face of:

Mandara Uchiha

HEY I am ShyWaterAngel and I hope you enjoy this story so far. Sorry for any grammar mistakes its 1:00 at night, and I couldn't stop typing. That means I'm tired, and I didn't stop to see any mistakes.