This is just a new story idea I had. Hope you like it :)

Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto.

Word Count- 4,781

Fallen Feathers

.::Chapter 1 - The Discovery::.

When I first saw you I already knew

There was something inside of you

Something I thought that I would never find

Angel of mine

It's a shame how everyone thinks the magical world is a happy place. I can tell you from experience that it is not. In fact, it is perhaps a more miserable place than our world – the human world. With great power comes more criminals. Bigger crimes. I didn't think I was special or anything, being that I was the only person in the entire (non magical) world that could travel both worlds…well maybe I did. But you would too, I promise. Despite the story books and Disney movies based on the magical world, it wasn't an enchanted forest nor was it a land with large castles where people lived in cottages with princes and princesses. There were no unicorns or pixies, no dwarfs or fairies. But there were angels. Figuratively of course.

They were actually called Angelus Mortis or 'Angel of Death' in our language. In the magical world 'angels' weren't looked up to as caring people who helped lives. On the contrary, they were frowned upon. Most of them were held captive, their wings clipped. They were an abomination of nature and even in the magical world – unaccepted. Some angels were privileged. Some angels were assigned to a human. Those angels had life easy – unless of course their human was evil. I've been around the magical world and I've seen horrible things. I've seen prisons where angels lay in their cells, backs bleeding and their wings laying on the floor in front of them. I've seen them be whipped and their wings ripped from them. I cried for these angels. I couldn't save all of them but I wanted to. Even other people saw this as cruel and mean, but everyone accepted it just as our world had accepted slavery.

The most important and prevalent reason why an angel's wings would get ripped off would have to be for their healing power. Every feather on an angel's wing had the power to heal someone on the brink of death. Depending on the color of the wing – as most people didn't know – the feather could either be poisonous or a cure. Most people were ignorant to this fact, and just heard the vague rumor about the healing part. No one shared the horrors of the poison because well, no one lived if they picked the wrong feather.

Most Angelus Mortis had black wings, suitable for their name. (1.)

But angels weren't the only magical creature around. Just the most common.

Humans existed in the magical world, each born with some sort of special power. They didn't know about my world, the regular world.

Only The Potentes knew about my world. The Potentes were the powerful elite of the magical world. The men in charge, if you will. They consisted of five men, all too old to be living, and could be kind when they wanted to, but were mostly selfish. They valued morals and ethics and things of the such but their views were twisted. They actually thought it was ethical for this entire 'angel killing' to be going around.

But that's enough about them; I don't like them very much. Even if they were kind to me. They were only interested because they were curious to know why someone born in the normal world was able to freely travel to theirs. (Boy did it take a while for them to actually accept me though)

The first time I came here I was seven and I was so scared. I had no idea what I had done. And I had no control over it. I was so scared that I'd never see my mommy or daddy again that I broke into sobs. That's when he came.

He of course, being my angel. Figuratively and literally. He was six then, a year younger than me. But he was always gorgeous. He was an orphaned angel, his previous owner disposing of him upon learning that his feathers were poisonous. Well…that's what he thought at least. He had come home to find my beautiful angel crying on the floor with his owner's son a bloodied mess next to him. His owner thought it was Sasuke's entire fault…and threw him out of the house. Not too long after that he found me crying and insisted on helping me.

"Call me Sasuke." He had said. I wondered how he could be so strong. I smiled as he reached down and took my hand.

"What's the problem? A pretty girl like you shouldn't be crying." He was dirty back then. Dirty and homeless. I remember. He had cuts and bruises adorning his perfect pale skin and he was so skinny.

But still so breathtakingly beautiful. He had taken me to The Potentes and we worked everything out. They hated me and were envious, that much I knew. But they sent me back home and I didn't see them or Sasuke again until I was 12.

I thought it was all just a dream at first. But then I looked in the mirror at my hair and gently placed in it was a feather attached to a note.

If you're ever hurt, place this close to the wound and wait five seconds. I promise you the pain will go away.

-Sasuke

I still have the feather to this day. I think I'm just too scared to use it.

After that I tried so hard to remember that place. I laughed at other girls when they talked about fairytales. They didn't like me for it but I didn't care. My soul was with Sasuke. Of course back then I didn't love him. I just knew that he was my life, the most important thing to me and I kept telling myself for years that he was real. I tried to bring myself back there but I didn't know how. I still don't really know how I do it, but I'm more in control of my 'power' now.

I will never let you fall

I'll stand up with you forever

I'll be there for you through it all

Even if saving you sends me to heaven

When I was 12 I met up with Sasuke and was surprised he remembered me.

"Sakura-hime." He had said. I smiled and ran up to him and embraced him and he smelled even better than I remembered. I had kissed his cheek and I will never forget the tint of pink that was splashed across his cheek.

"I'm sorry it took so long for me to come back, Sasuke-kun."

He merely shook his head. "Don't ever apologize to me. I am your angel, Hime. I live for you." He bowed respectfully and I got annoyed.

"Don't bow to me. It's not like I'm the queen or something. I'm just Sakura. And I don't care if you are my angel as long as you get to be my friend then I'm happy." He smiled at my words and nodded,

"As you wish."

I wish I knew back then that it wasn't so simple and that we couldn't be friends. We weren't allowed to grow attached.

But we did.

Sasuke was never one for psychical contact, I knew that much. Even still, he would always go out of his comfort zone for me. He knew I loved to hug him as a child and he would let me. A part of my mind thought that he had to let me, because I was his human and he had to obey me. I pushed that unwanted thought aside and told myself it was because he cared for me. I visited him as much as I could. My parents were always busy so it wasn't like they kept track of me. Sometimes though, my visits were unwanted. Sometimes Sasuke would be in such a bad mood…he would never tell me why.

"Don't worry about it." He would say. But I couldn't help myself. I knew he was only trying to prevent attachment but it was too late – for me anyway.

He was quite the complex creature; I never stopped learning things from or about him. Even now, as I sit here with him on the bed I wish I knew what was running through his mind.

"Sasuke." My voice comes out in a whisper. The suffix had been dropped, per his request.

"Ne, Sasuke-kun." I called, my thirteen year old body dying to do something. Go out…do something, anything.

"Sakura-hime, please do not call me that. I am not on the same level as you. You are above me."

I was frustrated by his words, why couldn't we be on the same level?

"But, you're my best friend! I'll stop calling you Sasuke-kun when you stop calling me Sakura-hime." I crossed my arms stubbornly but on the inside I knew I wouldn't refuse his request.

"You know I can't do that." He sighed heavily.

His gaze flickered towards mine and you'd think that after knowing him so long, being with him for so long, that the butterflies in my stomach would have long died but alas, here they were fluttering their wings happily.

I pressed my face into his chest and took in his scent. He smelled like Vanilla…

"Hime…" his hands came to the back of my head and I found that I rather liked when he ran his fingers through my hair.

"You acted so foolish back there. Surely you knew that it was dangerous to pull a move like that." I was referring to the battle him and a centaur had gotten into earlier. He had mocked it, lost control of the emotions he tried so desperately to hide.

"He insulted you." His voice was deep now, so different from the one I remembered from our childhood.

"You know I don't care about that. People are going to insult me all the time because of who I am. Not to mention my weird hair." I pressed my ear to his heartbeat and listened.

"I'm sorry, Hime." I could feel the guilt in his eyes. My fingers brushed across his cheek and I smiled.

"Don't be sorry. I know you just wanted to protect me. But I am seventeen now Sasuke. I'm…not a little girl anymore."

He nodded once and whispered, "I know." Sasuke's wings were folded carefully underneath him with the tips poking out. I played with one of the feathers with my hand, making sure to be gentle. Ripping feathers off was painful. It was like someone taking a handful of your hair and pulling until it came out. I thought back and wondered why Sasuke gave me his feather if it had hurt him so bad to do so. I loved him more than anything in the world, and I cursed myself for it. I knew I wasn't supposed to fall in love with him; he could never love me back even if he wanted to. It was against the rules. Of course that didn't mean it never happened but when it did…nasty things happened. Angels were burned alive in front of their lovers for that sort of thing. I would never risk that with Sasuke.

Part of me knew that he knew how much I loved him. He knew that I wanted to be with him.

I stared at his face. His eyes were closed and for once he looked peaceful. His lips, so tempting. I tried to grasp what it was like to have his soft lips pressed against mine, tried to remember exactly how it had felt.

"Sasuke, I … I think I have a crush on you!" I was fifteen and so naïve. Sasuke had blushed.

"Hime, I cannot return your feelings." Something flickered in his eyes but I couldn't tell what it was. I grew frustrated. If he would only know what it was like to be with me…maybe he would realize that we could be together! No one had to know.

"Kiss me Sasuke." My eyes were serious and my heart was beating right out of my chest. He looked bewildered. As if he didn't know how to react to that. I knew he was having internal conflict. He had to obey me yet he wasn't allowed to love me.

"Sakura-hime…" his voice was sad. But I was selfish.

"Sasuke I told you to kiss me!" he seemed so upset and I didn't care. I just wanted him to kiss me. (selfishselfishselfish)

Sasuke sighed heavily and leaned down, pressing his lips to mine softly. It was my first kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he tensed slightly. My lips moved subtly against his and I held the kiss until the need for air overtook me. When I looked at him, thinking I would see a happy smiling Sasuke, I saw him frown. He wouldn't meet my gaze. And then I had realized how selfishly I acted. I brought my hands to my face in horror.

"Sasuke…I'm sorry. So sorry." And I ran away.

I didn't come back for six months after that. Considering I usually tried to come at least twice a week that was a long time to be away from Sasuke. I remember how lonely those months were.

His eyes opened and he was staring at me intently. I wanted to apologize to him again because I felt so bad for putting him through something like that. I hid my face from his so he wouldn't see my eyes watering.

"What's wrong?" he asked. He never missed anything did he?

"I'm selfish…" I whispered. I didn't want to burden him with my problems but I couldn't help it.

"Selfish?" he raised an eyebrow skeptically.

"I always make you do things you don't want to do." I'm trying to be as vague as possible. I don't want him to know the particular instance that I'm talking about.

"It's my job to do whatever you tell me to do," he snorted quietly. "It's not like you make me scrub the floors or anything…"

I frowned because I knew a lot of angels had it bad. Worse than that even. A lot of angels would be glad to scrub floors.

"You treat me better than most angels are treated, and I am so thankful for that."

I snaked my arms around his waist and allowed myself to get lost in him.

"Don't ever leave me Sasuke, not ever."

My face was buried in his chest and I didn't see his reaction. All I heard was a quiet and reluctant, "I won't."

There was a long silence and I was comfortable with it. Just as I was about to doze off I heard Sasuke ask,

"How's your boyfriend?"

I lifted my head from his chest and cupped his cheek softly. "He cheated on me."

Those words hung in the air and I felt Sasuke's jaw clench underneath my touch. "It's alright Sasuke. I didn't like him too much anyway…" After all, I was only dating him to fill the void that I wished Sasuke could fill. No one could compare to Sasuke, not ever. I don't think I will ever find happiness unless it's with him – something I know will never and can never happen.

"One day you will meet someone who treats you well. Someone who loves you for you and wouldn't do anything to hurt you."

I stared deeply into his eyes and before I knew what I was saying I whispered, "I think I already met him." Sasuke looked away. I knew this was a tough subject for him. I got off his chest and walked over towards my purse.

"I'm sorry." I walked towards the door to his house and froze when I heard his voice.

"Why do you always do that?" His voice didn't falter, it never did. It was strong and confident.

I turned to look at him. "Do what?" of course I knew exactly what he was talking about. Occasionally, I cursed his perception. Sometimes it was really annoying. Other times it was flattering. Like if he noticed that I did my hair differently or something.

"Whenever you say something that you think will hurt me you get up, say you're sorry and you leave. Why do you do that?" his face was emotionless but I knew there was something hidden behind that carefully placed façade, something I couldn't reach.

"I get guilty. I don't like being guilty. I always speak without thinking." I met his gaze courageously. His eyes held mine and it seemed as though he wanted and wished he could give into the desires and just be with me. The rational side of his brain told him otherwise. I hated that side.

"I haven't seen you in a month. Please don't go so soon." Sasuke was lonely. He didn't have anybody while I was gone and he wasn't one to make friends. I thought it was rather unfair. I had family and friends in the other world to keep me company (although they could never provide the happiness that Sasuke gave to me) and yet Sasuke had no one. No family or friends… no one to talk to. All alone. My heart clenched and I suddenly wished I could be his someone. Be the person to make him as happy as he made me. I dropped my purse and headed back to the bed. He sat up and pated the bed next to him and I sat down. He gave me a nervous smile, his bangs covering half his eyes. He was anxious but I didn't know why.

"Hime…" I was eager to know what was on his mind.

"Yeah?" I kept my hands on my lap refraining from stroking his silky hair.

"You're birthday was a couple weeks ago. I never got to wish you a happy birthday or any of that."

I had been so busy that entire week with family plans…friend plans. I had forgotten Sasuke altogether (Not really…I could never forget him, I just couldn't make time for him – a thought that saddened me.)

"It's alright, it's just a birthday." I shrugged it off. No biggie. Sasuke shook his head and chuckled. "You're seventeen and I'm still sixteen."

"Only for four more months!" I smiled brightly. Sasuke turned serious and so did I.

"To be honest I didn't quite know what to get you. But then I found the perfect thing. Close your eyes...please." I giggled lightly at his politeness and obeyed.

"You really didn't have to get me anything." I knew it was pointless to say that, he always got me something. Usually it was something expensive and I would have to yell at him for spending so much money on me. I really wanted to know how he always had so much cash. Well it wasn't called cash here. Here it was pecunia. But old habits die hard, I still call it cash. I felt something cool against my collerbone and Sasuke's breath fanned out across the back of my neck.

"Okay, open your eyes." He remained behind me, studying my expression carefully.

I gasped at what I saw. It was a silver necklace with my name in kanji and angel wings on either side of my name. (2.) It was beautiful.

I wanted to jump into his arms and kiss him senseless, but I knew I couldn't. That would've been foolish. So I settle for looking at him with the brightest smile I could ever give him and hugging him gently.

"Thank you, thank you!" I hugged him close and dared to press a quick kiss to his cheek, which he seemed to not mind. His face was happy and warm. For some reason he liked when I was happy. The weirdo. The bright smile was still plastered to my face even hours later and he would just glance over at me, smile briefly and shake his head. If I didn't know better I would have sworn I saw a small blush gracing his features.

I lay back down on the bed, and gazed at the ceiling. "I wish I could stay here forever!" I let my arms spread out across the bed and I breathed in contently. I felt the bed shift over as Sasuke lay down with me whispering,

"You always say that." He seemed to have a smirk gracing his features, I just knew it. Alas, when I looked over at him there it was. I smiled.

"Well then it must be true!" I exclaimed happily. Yes I know. I have killer mood swings. Poor Sasuke has to deal with them all the time, but he doesn't complain; not that he ever would anyway. Sometimes I wish to know what he's honestly thinking, without him worrying about rules or what he is or isn't allowed to say to me.

Sasuke sat at the edge of the bed and stared off into a distance. What was going on in that head of his? Would he even tell me the truth if I asked? His wings were pressed against his body and I stroked them gently. He closed his eyes. He once told me apparently it felt like a really good massage when I did that.

Sasuke was my angel. I'll be damned if anything could ever separate him from me. Most of the rules were vague to me. It seemed as if Sasuke didn't want to tell me them…he probably knew I wouldn't approve of 90% of them. It sat on his bookshelf. The rule book. Every angel got one and it was up to them whether or not to show it to their owner. Sasuke opted for me to not see it. I knew it wasn't because he was trying to be sneaky like most angels, who wanted to hide the truth, but because he didn't want me to see some of the vile and cruel things people were allowed to do if an angel disobeyed them. I bet if I asked long enough, he'd give up. But I wouldn't do that to him. I would respect his decision, I mean…that's the only thing in his life that he actually has a say in. Why take that away?

I sat up, curling my knees up and resting my chin on them. Sometimes I wished I could hug him more. He wasn't the touchy feely kind of angel and he already went far out of his comfort zone for me and I didn't want to push him too far. I wanted him to like me. Love me even…maybe.

"I have to leave soon." Those dreaded words that neither of us wanted to hear.

Sasuke's head bent down and his voice got low. "I know." I felt horrible, I really did.

I smiled at him. "Next week my parents are going away on a business trip. I can stay overnight with you." His frown instantly turned into a smile. He loved when I slept over. I did too. I guess it felt good for him to not go to sleep alone for once. I was just glad I wasn't a sleep talker or I might be embarrassed.

I sat up on my knees and leaned towards him. "I can stay all week if you'd like." He turned to look at me.

"Hime, I wish you could. But you can't miss school for me."

I giggled. "Break."

He smiled softly and took my hand. "Then yes, I'd like you to stay all week."

"Oh boy, slumber party. Can I do your makeup and nails?" I giggled softly. He rolled his eyes. He would so let me.

"So what can we do for the hour I have left?" I glanced at my cell phone. Too bad I didn't have like…inter-world service.

"We can sleep." Sasuke turned around and pulled me down onto the bed with him causing me to make a small 'oof' noise. I rolled my eyes and pressed my forehead to his lightly, tracing his lips with my index finger. He looked away after a few moments and closed his eyes.

"Sleeping is so boring, silly!" I teased lightly. He gave a soft grunt in reply.

He looked so kissable right now. I pursed my lips trying to fight off the urge. My head rest on his chest and he wrapped his arms around me. It felt like he loved me…it seemed like it…

"What are you thinking?" I asked.

He didn't reply. He seemed to be thinking of how to word what he was going to say.

"I'm wondering that if I were a human…if I could be with you."

I was silent. My body went numb and time froze. I shut my eyes tightly to avoid tears from spilling. I tightened my grip on the hand that I was holding and I brought his hand to my lips, kissing it softly.

"I love you Sasuke…"

I was in love with this perfect creature…I couldn't help it. There was nothing I could do about it. Nothing at all. His fingers entwined in my hair and his voice was quiet.

"Please don't, hime." I looked up at him and smiled softly, cupping his cheek.

"Don't worry…I won't let them hurt you." His face was pained. I knew he didn't want me to be upset. I couldn't help it though. It just hurt…so bad. He was the only person I ever loved. The only person I ever will love. He nodded slightly.

"I know you won't hime. I trust you."

I beamed a smile at him and pulled away. "I gotta go now." He nodded and reluctantly let me go.

"When will you be here again?" I frowned. I was really busy this week. Grabbing my purse I stopped and thought. Monday..no. Tuesday. Well maybe I can squeeze a couple hours in Wednesday. Yeah.

"In three days." I told him firmly. "And then after that, we get to have our slumber party!" Oh, how exciting.

"Three days is too long." Man was he blunt. I rolled my eyes and ruffled his hair.

"Don't worry silly. If I can come sooner I will, but don't get your hopes up." My arms opened and he stood hugging me gently. I wrapped my arms around him and squeezed softly and then I pulled away. I smiled and tilted my head and my body began to vanish from his sight. I waved and I watched as he looked at me sadly.

"Don't be so sad Sasucakes!" I saw him roll his eyes before I reappeared in my room.

I loved calling him Sasucakes. He hated it and it was hilarious. I stretched and changed into my pajamas and plopped into bed. Man, was it going to be a long three days.

Sneak Peak at Chapter 2 - World's Away!!

"It's…very hard…to restrain myself. Especially when I know you feel the same way…" his voice was hush. Barely above a whisper. I don't know how we got onto this topic but this was something we've never talked about before.

"Coulda fooled me…" My lips were centimeters above his own. My mind screamed at me to kiss him. Just kiss him and get it over with. Was that his lips nearing mine? Was I just imagining?

The room was spinning. I shut my eyes tightly and felt his smooth lips against my own. We were in deep shit now. But there was no turning back. He was kissing me and I was kissing him. His arm pulled me against him closely and his tongue explored my mouth. It was far too hot and I was wearing far too many clothes.

A/N- Just wondering if anyone thinks they're going to canon NaruxSaku or not. RxR Please :)

(1 – Most if not all of the names I used are Latin. Angel of death, the Elders name, the money. All Latin. I'd like to think of their society somewhat similar to the ancient Romans. They take pride in art and literature and have gothic style churches and such. By the way, we will get to religion in later chapters.

(2 – A link of the necklace that Sasuke gave Sakura (but it's supposed to say Sakura. Obviously I couldn't find one that already said Sakura lol. And just pretend it's silver in the picture xD .. just take out the spaces) http ://s192. photobucket. com/albums/z100/xteenuh102593/?action=view¤t=