Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
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It had all been simple really. Things weren't supposed to have gotten out of hand.
Sakura still insisted that it hadn't been her fault. She hadn't even been there, she kept telling us over and over again. It was annoying. She was annoying. Wait, no. She is annoying. There is no 'was', because she is still alive. She is still here and breathing and can I see her.
So there is no 'was', because Sakura will always be an 'is'.
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"Sakura-chan!"
That was Naruto. He was whining again. My memory won't go far enough to remember what he was whining about. Then again, I shouldn't care. Shouldn't have cared. Whatever, it doesn't matter. All that mattered was those bright eyes and those huge smiles and the regret I feel whenever I look at her—them.
Us.
That's stupid. There is no us. It has always and always will be them. I am just their obstacle to overcome. I am the thing that makes them go crazy, however they just can't seem to get rid of me.
"Sasuke-teme! Stop being all day dreamy and get your ass over here!"
Him. Naruto. He's talking again. I can barely understand him. That moron, always yelling. I should put him in his place on of these days. He's always talking like a big shot and--
What am I saying? What am I doing?
"Sasuke-kun? Are you alright?"
"No. No I'm not."
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And suddenly, it all rushes back to me. I can see it. Naruto. Sakura. Fighting. Losing—no, winning. Those two never lose. Too moronic. Naïve. Or am I naïve? Yes. Me. They're just...
Annoying.
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I'm in the past. It's stupid and unbelievable, but it's real.
I see Sakura and Naruto. I see them smiling and happy and not—
(doomed from the start, no, yes. Doomed.)
sad and miserable. I can still hear them though. Not the past Sakura and Naruto. The ones they'll become, if that makes sense. Sakura is still insisting that it's not her fault and Naruto...Naruto's still screaming and crying because he just lost the person he loved for good and he doesn't deserve that.
Maybe I can stop it. The screams.
Then again, I'm not as hopeful and brash as those two.
So maybe not.
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But this is just the beginning, the prologue of the story, so I can't really make assumptions. Maybe, this time, they can save me. Maybe—
(i'll end up happy)
just maybe, there will be a happy ending after all.
Hopefully.
Footnotes:
Ah! This is my first attempt at writing a fic! I hope that I didn't fail as badly as I think I did. I think it came out a bit confusing. I'm not one to usually do a time travel fic and I probably never will—this being the only exception! So, yeah. o_o