I do not own Sasuke Uchiha or The quote below. Any hint of OOCness or Mary-sueness is not intentional. Enjoy!
"Cheshire-cat," she began, rather timidly, as she did not at all know whether it would like the name: however it only grinned a little wider.
"Would you tell, please, me which way I ought to go from here?"
"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the cat.
"I don't much care where-"
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the cat.
"-So long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.
"Oh you're sure to that," said the cat, "if youonly walk long enough."
~ Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Caroll
It was night when they first encountered each other. It was the kind of night where your soul could easily be lost in the inky sea.
Yet, she walked on led by an unannounced light that could not be seen.
She was a wanderer, a nobody, only a whisper in the wind. She never stopped for too long for she didn't want the fun to end. She made her way through the woods detected by few. Only a few witnessed- only him and the moon.
Curiousity was what drew her in. He didn't notice, nor did his foes. They didn't notice the glowing eyes and the wide grin.
He was skilled but not ripe yet, she stated in her head. There were four enemies against one. He won success with three but he was far from done.
The last one was smart, she observed, they stepped back and analyzed each move. They were smart, but she hoped that he was smart too. She her grin grew wider. She didn't want the show to end- no, not quite yet.
The opponent smirked at him. She perked up, predicting something of importance was bound to find it's way to the battle.
He remained emotionless, a mask yet to be broken.
The foe slipped three kunia, and threw them only to be sent astray by his sword.
But as he swiftly stepped forward to put a battle to an end, a needle slipped unnoticed through his skin.
Blood was shed, but his only few. He looked down and saw it, but thought nothing.
But she saw death in the form of poison.
Was it quick? Or slow? How long until it reaches the heart?
Catching herself, she pondered why. Why was she fretting over him? He was unimportant. He was a stranger; nothing to do with her.
But still...
her grin faltered as she caught another whiff of the poison.
He stumbled only to catch himself by the hand, but the hand soon fell, his savior being the ground.
She took her time, her mind not quite set, as her footsteps immitated the grim reapers steps.
His breath was labored and fleeing fast. Red eyes met blue and flashed.
She grin wide and broad at the boy at her feet.
"Trouble on the road, I presume?" She disguised it as a question, though the truth be it was a fact.
An unwavering glare smothered the grin, but that did not stop her from helping him.
She put her arm around her, and helped him to a tree.
Propping him against it, leaned in, whispers filled his ear.
"I can help you," she purred,"but you must agree."
His breath short, and his skin paling, reluctant as he was he slowly knodded.
The grin returned as bright as ever.
She kneeled down and leaned in, and then he felt her lips press against his.
She felt his first reaction; to instantly break free, yet he was too weak to do as he pleased.
His second reaction was to turn to stone. To shut down completely and let it's run it's course.
All unknown to him, she was searching him for the poison within.
He felt a tug somewhere inside. Something strange, but gently filled his body and pulled something out.
A flash of pain here and there, but all was done within seconds.
Something changed, and passed into her.
She turned back, the grin in place.
Silence reined, but not for long, for curiousiy won.
"...what was that?" he said with a glare.
She answered with a wink, and stood with grace.
"I was simply helping, was that not right?"
He kept his glare, and now with his strength, he stood and turned giving no thanks.
"You know if you keep a glare plastered on your face, it can end up forever that way."
He met her grin with his mask and an eye brow was raised with a question.
'Why had she helped?'
'How had she gone unnoticed until now?'
'Who was she?'
'Why did he care?'
"What did you do?" he finally asked, set on the question.
"I extracted death from life." said she.
"I don't care much for riddles," he scowled and started to walk away.
"You are an Uchiha, yes?"
The question stopped him.
"I can tell by the red eyes... what were those called? Sharigane, Shurikan... Sharine?"
"Sharingan." He corrected.
He turned back to see her leisurely sitting on a branch, swinging her legs back and forth and gazing at his intently all while the grin remained on her face.
"Yes, yes, that was it. If I remember correctly there was a man that I crossed not to long ago that had those same exact eyes," she informed.
His eyes narrowed.
"You know Itachi?"
"Oh, I know many things, many peolple, and have been many places. Though, being only a mere human it's ever so hard to remember every face," she said, gracefully jumping down from the tree.
She flashed him one last grin, then made the notion of turnng around to leave. He stopped her.
"Wait." said he, wanting to gain more information.
Her black-hair colored head turned.
"Yes?"
"Who are you?"
"You know it's manners to introduce yourself before you ask anothers name," she teased, her blue eyes lit.
He smirked.
"Sasuke Uchiha. You?"
"I have no name, yet I go by many in the many places I've been," she recited leaning casually into a tree, in deep thought," though I suppose if I were to give a name to you it would be... Cheshire. Yes, I rather do like the sound of that. You can call me Cheshire."
She flashed the young Uchiha a grin her had already gotten used to.
"Where did you see the ma-"
Sasuke wanted to know more of the wereabouts of his well hated brother, but Cheshire interupted.
"I'm terrible sorry but I've got to get going. No place to be, nothing to do; it's a terrible busy schedule. But don't worry, I have a feeling our paths will cross once more."
Before he could question further, she stepped into the shadows and seemed to slowly disappear, grinnng the entire time. She had left without a trace.
That grin was the last thing that Sasuke saw of Cheshire.
That is, until the next time they saw eachother.
Author's note:
Ok, this idea came to me, and I just kinda fell in love with it. I have always loved the cheshire cat and have always wanted to make a character out of it.
Just to let you know, this does not follow the plot of the naime/manga. I find it rather boring sometimes; always doing exactly what the regular characters. I find that making your own plot gives you freedom!
Anyway, Reveiw and all that other stuff! I really want some feed back and feel free to give me pointers or point out mistakes :)
Thanks,
Klu891