Sasori: THRUST-CHAN DOESN'T OWN NARUTO
Hidan: If she did, we'd be fucked.
Sasuke: So don't sue or anything
pelvicTHRUSST: All I own is Hitomi
Itachi: *ranting* WHO THE HELL IS THIS KYO GUY!
pelvicTHRUSST: uh... wow

Prologue:

"Hidan, what are you, no!" Hitomi screamed and ran towards the man with a large 3-blade-scyfe.

The silver haired man hit a woman in the chest with his scythe. Dragging it deeper towards his legs.

The person below him had their head under his body and it was shaking in pain and trauma. The silver haired man was making his way towards their heart, working slowly, causing as much pain as possible.

"HIDAN!" Hitomi yelled again, but he didn't even see her.

She looked down at the person being killed and saw someone deathly similar.

"Is that... is that me?" Hitomi started feeling faint and felt something drip down onto her lip.

She wiped at her mouth and her white shirt was now slowly becoming a deep maroon red.

"Why are you doing this."

" I told you not to tell, bitch," The man hissed and pulled the scythe through her heart and kept going to her throat.

Hitomi let out a scream and dropped to the ground.

"You shouldn't of told, Hitomi," the look-a-like whispered and closed her eyes.

"I...'m... sorry, Hidan." She whispered and didn't know how she knew his name.

She black out before anything else could happen.

Part One: Don't Tell.

BEEP

BEEEPP

BEEEEEP

BEEEEEEEP

BEE*large clamor*

I slammed my fist down on my small electric alarm clock as it blared its irritating warning tone. It shattered into a couple large chunks.

"Damn. Now I have to buy a new one. Again..."

I sat up groggily and looked at the shattered remains of my alarm clock, I wasn't able to read the time, so I checked my phone.

Quarter to 8.

Crap, I have 15 minutes to get ready and take a twenty minute bus ride to acceleration. I typed in one of the coaches numbers into my phone and hit the little green phone to start the call.

"Hey, yeah, this is Hilary. I'm going to be a little bit late. I broke my alarm.."

"Again? How many times are we going to go through this, Kojima," Coach Luuz said into his phone, "just because it wakes you up, which it what it's supposed to do, you can't... kill it."

I sighed, "you just don't understand. Silly baka."

"What- I don't want to know. If you aren't going to make it here before quarter after, stay home, go for a mile run with your dog. I don't care, just come in tomorrow."

"Hai," I answered.

"What?"

"It means ok, yes, etc. In Japanese." I said in a duh tone.

"Oh... OK." He said and hung up

I don't like Coach Luuz. He doesn't like me. Thinks I'm a "problem child" and stuff. He makes me work harder though, because of my... problem.

I knew I wasn't going to make it to acceleration, so I crawled back in bed and fell asleep.

Hitomi looked into the darkness searching for the face of a man unknown.

"WHO ARE YOU!" she yells, but nothing but a burst of air escapes her mouth.

She tries to yell again, but nothing comes out. She starts to wander around the area of which she was sure was a cemetery.

"Hitomi, don't tell. I will know if you tell." A man's voice whispers from somewhere behind her.

She can feel his breath on her neck and turns around, "Who are you? Tell what?"

"Don't Tell. I'll know."

"WHO ARE YOU! HOW CAN I NOT TELL IF I DON'T KNOW?" She yells in exasperation.

"I'll know, You don't want me to know. Don't tell," the same voice is now yelling.

Hitomi starts to run and her hair whips around her face as she gets further and further into the cemetery.

"DON'T TELL!" the voice yells, almost in her ear.

The small girl trips on something and falls, blacking out.

"don't tell," the voice starts to fade, getting angrier.

"Hilary," a new voice says, "Hilary... Hill?"

I awaken in a jolt, looking around at my surroundings. my friend, Lily is sitting on the bed next to me.

"You didn't answer your phone, I-i-i got worried. I came o-o-ver and you didn't a-answer, so I j-just came in. I-i-I'm sorry," Lily tries to apologize.

"Lil, it's fine. Uh... Did I say anything? Like, in my sleep?" I asked her, with a tinge of worry staining my voice.

"Oh, um... y-yeah. Something about not telling? You asked what you weren't supposed to tell about... then you started sweating. It was really weird. Uh, are you going to come to night class with me?"

"Oh, um no, I'm moving. To Japan. Going "abroad" or whatever. I just found out I was accepted today. Got a um.. text. Yeah. So, I have to pack, and... I'll call you later. Bye Lily," I smiled and showed her to the door.

I walked back to my room and grimaced at the mass of dirty clothes in the east corner of the room. I piled all of them into a basket and walked to a local laundry mat.

After arriving, I filled three washers and payed for the time. I sat down in a chair and pulled out my cell phone. I had a text message from the guy in Japan, saying that he was going to pick me up at the airport in Tokyo on Monday, he emailed me the tickets, and that I was leaving tomorrow. I then got another text from a number similar to Japan guy, that read "I can see you, Hitomi." I looked around and saw no one but the owner who was 80 years old and was practically dead to the world.

HitoKoji: Who is this? I'll Call the cops

Unknown Number: Don't tell.

I froze, I didn't exactly know if it was just a coincidence, or if he had something to do with my dream.

HitoKoji: How did you get my number?

Unknown Number: I can't wait to see you Monday, I'll be there, waiting for you, just like Aki. Your little Japan boy. But you have to promise me. Don't tell.

HitoKoji: I don't know who this is, so stop texting me.

Operator: The number you have tried to reach does not exist. Please check the number and try again.

I looked out the window in confusion. No one was out side and all the blinds were shut, so she doubted that anyone could see her. At least, that's what she hoped. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw something in all black movie quickly across the street. When she looked closely, the jacket he wore, had small red clouds on it. She smiled at the pattern, which she thought was cute. She received another text message.

Unknown number: I like the color of your shirt. It looks nice on you.

HitoKoji: Who is this?

Unknown number: I can see you.

HitoKoji: Okay, stop messing around.

Unknown number: Hitomi, don't tell :)

HitoKoji: What? Who is this? You better tell me or I'll call the cops.

I got the same operator message and sighed in exasperated confusion.

How is this guy texting me one minute, and disappearing the next?

.Men. Always so... dramatic!

"Hi, I'm Kyo. Kyo Uchiha."

I looked up at the man with hatred filled eyes, "Hilary Kojima. Pleasure."

I noticed he was fairly attractive, but he looked older, like... in his late thirties.

"So, where are you from?" He asked trying to make small talk.

"Here. Miami," I said like saying 'duh'.

"No, I mean, are you Korean, Japanese, Chinese,Malaysian..." He looked at me with and inquisitive spark in his eyes

"uh, well, My parents were from Korea and Singapore. But I was born in the U.S of A," (A/N: I hate it when people say that :( ) I told him and closed myself up, trying not to touch him, But I felt like I needed to.

"Cool, So, uh... Are you going to be staying in Miami?"

I smirked, "kyo, are you flirting with me?"

He blushed, " uh... no! NO! Why would I do that?"

I shrugged, "I dunno, so, how old are you?"

"18. You?"

"15," I grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the laundry mat towards my house.

-At Hitomi's house-

I pulled Kyo to me and kissed him on the lips.

"Feisty," He laughed and kissed me back.

**Five Minutes later **

Kyo pulled away and looked at me, he looked different, not like he had before.

"I can see you," He whispered in my ear and I froze.

"What? What, do you mean?"

He got up and opened the door to my apartment hallway, "Don't Tell."

"WHAT!" I got up and chased after him, but no one was in the hallway

"I-i-I'm...gonna-" I passed out at my door and felt someone pick me up.

"I can see you"