So, I decided to write a somewhat sequel to Counterblow. It's about the children that appeared in the epilogue. :) For those of you who have not read it, it doesn't really matter. Each character will be explained. :)

Let me know what you think. Thumbs up or thumbs down?

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Prologue

There's a girl who has loved a boy for years now.

She still loves him.

But this is not a story for the fans of happy endings.

Because that girl doesn't end up with that boy.

It all started when they first met. A handsome little boy she knew since she was a baby. His name? Nara Asuma. His mother and her mother were best friends, so her twin brother Shisui and she grew up with Asuma.

When she learned about love, she knew that Asuma was her soul mate. She always knew that they were perfect together. In her memories, he was the person she remember most. Growing up, he was also the one she held onto whenever anything got difficult.

Of course, her parents were there for her too, but they couldn't quite understand why and were pretty disappointed that she decided she didn't want to be a shinobi.

The only people who did understand were her godfather and Asuma. Her brother kind of understood, but he was disappointed too. They were the first Sharingan-wielding children to have been born in decades, so there were many expectations for them – a lot of stress and Shisui was very confident that he'd be fine because he had his sister with him through it all. She had let everyone down when she decided to skip exam day.

Asuma had spent that day with her. He had tried to make her feel better about it. He had held her hand and told her it was okay for her not to be a shinobi – that it was her choice. He had stood by her when her mother found her that night. She was worried sick, her father had told her. Her mother had thought that she had been kidnapped again. After she told her mother her decision, she saw her mother's disappointment. Her mother tried to pretend like everything was okay, but she know it wasn't. She was never her mother's favorite anyways.

Her mother was an accomplished shinobi. Her name was Haruno Sakura. She was a great mother. Her mother loved all of her children, and though she knows that her mother tried really hard to love her brother and her equally, she knows that it was hard for her and she knows that, even now, it is still a struggle. For a shinobi to have not been born into a birthright, her mother didn't quite understand why she, who awakened her Sharingan at 6 years old, wouldn't be one.

Don't get her wrong, her mother loves her. Her mother is compassionate and loving as ever, but she knows that her mother loves Shisui more.

As a result, she has been insecure of all of this for a long time now.

Asuma was the only one that knew of all of it.

She knows that her father caught on at some point and had even tried to talk to her mother about it, but it is hard to love someone after they have been one of the biggest disappointments.

Her father loved her more than anyone else in the world, as fathers usually do for daughters. She used to be her father's pride and joy. Growing up, she was also somewhat hateful towards her brother whenever he would try to compete for their father's affections. She was also extremely hateful when she turned 8 and her younger sister was born.

Her father is brave and he is perfect. She was always told stories of her parents' journeys and past. She knew how her father was the ultimate spy and nearly lost his life several times because of it. She knew how her mother walked down the path of darkness briefly, but she knew how her parents eventually defeated Madara. She knows how kind and selfless they are.

Along with her godfather and her uncle, her mother is one of the Sannin too.

What a legacy.

People used to tell her that, out of all of her siblings, she was the most like her father. But she didn't agree.

They didn't know what went on in her head. They didn't know all the hate that she had. They didn't know a lot about her. The only one that truly knew her was Asuma.

She used to wonder why she was even born to such perfect parents. She used to wonder why she was so demented compared to her perfect siblings. Like hers, Shisui's Sharingan awakened when he was 6 years old, but, unlike her, he decided to become a shinobi. Soon after he turned 12, he joined ANBU too. Her little brother, Mamoru, was the perfect child. In her opinion, he was more like her father than she was. He was quiet and caring. He did everything their mother asked him to and he took very good care of little Kotori after she was born. Now, little Kotori, her little sister…she used to hate her. Growing up, she was never kind to her. Kotori never understood why and, when asked what she wanted most in life, she would say cutely, "To become Hokage and be worthy of my sister's love!"

She only realized how wrong she was in hating Kotori years later.

People told her how Kotori looked up to her and how Kotori wanted to be like her one day, but she couldn't help but not believe their words.

How could she? How could Kotori want to be like her? She couldn't understand.

Unlike the rest of her family, she chose not to become a shinobi and attended the regular civilian schools. Unlike the rest of her family, she wasn't outstanding in everything she did.

She was the black sheep out of her parents' children.

Other people couldn't see it. Her godfather told people that she wasn't a genin because he didn't want her to be in any danger. She never told him the real reason.

She never told him that it was because she was too selfish to let her life go.

Asuma was the only one to know.

Asuma was the only one to get her.

And for that, she will always love him.

Despite all the things they've been through, that girl will always love him.

That girl is me. My name is Uchiha Miyuki, and if there was only one thing about me that would forever be true, it would be the fact that I am in love Nara Asuma.

This story probably won't be updated regularly, but I am quite interested in writing it, so it will be written and completed.

Even if no one reads it, I will still write it. ;_;