Summary: He was locked away from the world; she was overly protected from it. He was abused, she was spoiled. Yet somehow, they managed to fall in love. SasuSaku
Finding Ourselves
Chapter One: Freedom
It was a hard and difficult time when I was younger. My father had abused me for not being like my brother. My brother helped him torture me, making sure every night I was aware that I could die at any moment. My mother had died of some deadly disease, which really sucked since she was the only one who cared for me and made me feel happy.
My family was the second richest, next to the king, in the whole kingdom. My brother, Uchiha Itachi, was my father's prized possession. He was perfect in his skills and his learnings, compared to me. Actually, I've never been sent to school nor had any training since my mom died.
To the world, I was unknown. For all anyone knew, my father only had one son. I never actually met anyone other than my family…until my 12th birthday.
My name is Uchiha Sasuke, and this was my life.
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I grunted, refusing to cry. It was my 12th birthday and my father was giving me my 'birthday spankings'. My brother was standing in the corner, looking bored as usual. The hits weren't so bad until my father hit harder than before, causing me to give a muffled yelp.
"See, boy? If you were stronger- more like your brother- that wouldn't have hurt!"
"…" I couldn't say anything to that fact. Every inch of me was pounding. The blood was pumping rapidly, spilling out of my small wounds.
"Father." Itachi's voice rang through the air, sounding reproachable. The beatings halted while my father turned toward Itachi. He gave my father a warning look. I didn't understand, but my father seemed to as he nodded once before turning his attention back on me.
"That's enough for now, boy. Go up to your room and stay there unless told otherwise." His voice was full of malice and I had no choice but to nod feebly at his words and crawl my way upstairs.
The number of stairs to my room was short, to which I was grateful. I don't think I could last much longer climbing these wooden boards. I struggled to reach for the doorknob, turning it slightly, and then quickly crawling into my bare room, shutting the door behind me.
Tears were threatening to spill out, my eyes going blurry. It all hurt so much…I desperately reached for something to grab, trying to stand up. But it was useless, it's not like I had anything to actually hold on to except a not-so-comfortable rug and a hard pillow. Falling to the ground again, I finally let the tears flow.
Why me? Why always me?
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"Daddy! Please?" A young girl's voice echoed through the chamber.
"Sweetie I already said no, do I have to repeat it?" An elder man's voice retorted back gently.
"Please, dad? I haven't got anything to do but…like nothing!"
"Sweetie, it's too risky."
An angry huff was heard as the chamber door opened to reveal a young girl, storming out of the room. The girl had long, soft pink hair that hung freely down her back. She had big sea-green eyes that seemed to show every emotion she felt. Her forehead was abnormally large, but despite that she was pretty.
An older man, probably in his mid-40, walked calmly out of the room following his daughter. He had brown hair and sharp big blue eyes. He tried to soothe his daughter, unsuccessfully.
"Sweetie I know your eleven now and you want more freedom but-"
"But nothing daddy! I've been in the castle all day doing nothing but learning how to be proper and have manners! Can't I have just a little break?!" the young girl whined.
"Haruno Sakura! I shall send you back up there for double lessons if you do not stop whining! You are the crown princess to the Kingdom of Kohona; therefore you need to learn these things."
"But I'm eleven! I don't really care about this stuff now! Can't you wait 'til I'm older!?" Sakura whined again.
"That's it! I'm going to talk to your mother about you behavior and you are to go straight up to your room!" The King shouted.
"But Daddy-"
"But nothing! GO straight to your room!" Sakura glared at her dad icily, before stomping back up to her room and slamming the door as hard as she could.
I swear she is just so stubborn! Probably get's it from her mother…
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I had been crying for 10 minutes straight. If my father saw me I'd probably just get beat up again.
At the thought of my father's face I quickly straightened up, wiping my tears away. Stifling the last of my sobs out, I stood up shakily and walked to my window. I stared out from behind the unclean glass, wishing I could be free. As I stared out the glass I saw the side of the Royal Castle. I sighed, what I would give to live there…
I was silently playing with the lock to my window- my father would never give me a chance to escape through it- I heard a small click. I froze, moving my gaze down slightly to where the lock in my hand lay, unlocked.
Unlocked…
Unlocked…
Unlocked…
It took a couple moments to realize what this meant. I fumbled slightly, sliding the window upwards. It moved a bit reluctantly- from years of disuse- and…
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Sakura sighed. Man, this sucks! Daddy never lets me leave the castle…why couldn't I be born non-royalty? Gosh… I wish I could escape this place for once…
Sakura shivered, a slight breeze had blown from her opened window. Augh… damn window…Better close it before bugs escape into my room.
Reaching the window I realized what I just said.
Before bugs escape
Bugs escape
Escape…!
This was it- the chance to get out of here!
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Finally! A chance to leave! The small breeze ruffled my hair as I inhaled the fresh air…the fresh free air.
Knowing what this meant- I quickly swung my legs out of the window and onto…
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The roof from the previous floor. Quickly shutting the window, Sakura climbed down the castle…
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Freedom.
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Heh, sorry if that was a little difficult to read…hopefully you got that all… I'll make future chapters longer. Please tell me, in a not-so-harsh way, if there was anything I need to work on in this chapter. I think I kinda rushed it, ne? Oh well... I'l try not to rush it up too much next time (but I mostl likely will).
Please read and review-! I'll give you a cookie if you do? Don't you like cookies? o.O
Ashley Rose D
(P.S.: Is it me, or do I use a lot of sentences with comma's in them?)
Page Count: 4 (aiming for 6 next chapter)