Chapter 1

Authors Note: I don't own Naruto, but i do own Susuki, Mizuki, and Yuki, they are all mine. The Story will be told from Susuki's POV cause she is my personal character. I'll put up the characters bios if I get enough reviews on the first chapter.

P.S. I'm a sucky writer

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Life. Life is just one big battle. A battle that we do over and over again. My battle involves

my teammates. My name is Susuki. Susuki Mori, and i am apart of squad 13, along with my

teammates; Mizuki Toruki, and Yuki Iriora. Our sensai is Jiraiya, one of the Sannin.

But I wouldn't say we get along very well. "Yuki, are you going to finish that?" Mizuki points

to the half full bowl of ramen. She shakes her head. I roll my eyes. "Why don't you eat anything,

Susuki?" Yuki looks at me, concerned. I just stare at her, not knowing what to really say. Minutes

go bt in silence. I just shake my head.

They continue, talking to eachother. I look out of the corner of my eye at Jiraiya. He just

sits there, staring over us, not even paying attention to us. I look over to where his eyes are. He's a

sick pervert, looking at sluty women, how is he one of the sannin? Their conversation last hours

before, i just can't take it anymore. I stand up from my seat. "Where are you going?" Jiraiya looks

at me. I shake my head. "Home."

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I walk down the dark roads of Konoha, the street lightsand lights from the buildings light my

way. I keep my head down, careful not to look at the faces around me. My long, black hair,

cascading my face like a waterfall. I don't people looking me directly in the eye. I don't want them

to see my past. My mother told me to never walk the streets alone at night, you never know who is

out there. Bad things happen. Why didn't she listen to her words of wisdom? Why did she go?

Was it me fault? It's always my fault. If it's my fault, why am I here? Is it a joke? All these

questions, for what, when no one will answer them.

Knocking me out of my thoughts, I feel my feet come out from under me. I prepare myself

to hit the ground, but I'm floating in the air, an arm wrapped around my waist. I look up from my

black curtain at the person holding me; he has pale skin, black eyes, with spiked raven-colored

hair. I try to lift myself to stand on my own, be his grip on my waist tightens,pulling me closer to his

ice cold body. "Who are you?" I asked, annoyed. " I'm Sasuke Uchiha."

To Be Continued....

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I hope you like it, i know this is short, but i started it on notebook paper, so it looked longer. But, i will start the 2nd.