AN: Hokay this is just a prolog, I know its short, but like I said it is the prolog. So to the story!
Dark and cold, dank, brackish smells rose up from around. The call of the night birds rang out harshly through the stillness. Not a twig could be heard broken, not a leaf crackled on the ground. Silent shadows moved swiftly, dodging trees, leaping from branches. Always on guard, but always focused on their goal. Four of them there were, but not to be always. Gone would soon be one of them, to the side where light turned to a none penetrating darkness. Another to feed the urge to be something important and needed. Left behind, the last of the students went to learn not precisely to kill, but to heal.
A coldness seeped in though, and corrupted her once sweet heart. No one could help her and no one could stop her. The only people who could were dead or gone. She was alone. But not completely lifeless. Feelings surfaced in her faded emerald eyes, turning them back to those sparkling depths, when greatly angry or saddened. Not many could spark them. Except one. One who reminded her of the one who had not replied to her love. Angry at what he had taken away from her, she fought for her life, her heart, her love, and what should have been. And she succeeded. On a battle field surrounded by destruction she was found.
AN; so that's it, don't worry there will be more chappys. And in case you don't get it. Sasuke is the one who left; Naruto is the one who wanted to be stronger and needed. And Sakura is the one who learned to heal and all that jazz. The one, who reminded her of her past love, is….well….if you don't know you will find out in the next chapter. So please comment, flame or not I'll take it. Cookies for all who comment!