This prelude may appear a little dark but I promise it wont be that way forever. please review I like criticism but no hate. If you absolutely don't like my style of writing cuz I know it's different just don't read. I talk to you, yes you! in my stories. this is my first fanfic and probably my only one depending on whether or not you like it. If you do like it lemme know! I'm a busy college student, I would rather not waste my time on something that is going nowhere.

Disclaimers: I do not own Naruto or any part of it.

She wasted away in self pity. Unable to understand how it was she ended up in the situation she was now in. she layed on her bed almost unable to move. The pain in her chest and in her stomach was too much to take. She had never in her life felt such pain. She would rather be physically wounded than feel what she felt. Allow me to explain the feeling a little bit. For those of you young-lings that have never experienced a broken heart let me break it down for you. She held the picture of them together in her hand now wrinkled as evidence of the pain she could not bare as she clutched the picture a little tighter each time she glanced at it. To her, seeing that picture was like replaying a video of yourself breaking your back. Each time you watch a video like that, you can hear the cracking of the spine which would immediately send shivers through your body as you remember the pain.

What an incredible thing your brain is and its ability to retain memories. This is what scientists call declarative memory. Although the pain of breaking one's back is unthinkable, she believed she would rather take that pain an infinite amount of times over what she felt now.

She is poisoning her body. A poison used to numb feelings and forget about the hurt in her life. But the numbing was not strong enough. There were so many emotions in the atmosphere she created that you could probably smell it if you were there. The worst part of it all was that she saw it coming. She knew it this whole time but she did not care because the time she had with him was so precious she'd rather live with the consequences later. But she immediately regretted that now. She was at a loss. She was in a dark place and she didn't know how to get out of there. She sobbed out loud. This, my friends, is what is called a black hole.

How long has it been since I ate? Does it even matter? Ill throw it up anyway.

I wonder where he is right now.

Why.

I wish I could sleep. My eyes hurt. I need to take the pain away… I need to…

Red.

Shit!

There is red on my sheets

She was not suicidal, reader. She never was and never will be. But a little kunai went a long way in moving the emotional pain to a physical one which she preferred so much that her mouth would even curl into a smile sometimes. It felt better. And only this way could she fall into a deep sleep where her brain and more specifically, her hippocampus would retain precious memories and she could really feel better through those times. She would live in the past. Its almost like living in that same fantasy world some of you live in called Naruto. It's a little place that sometimes we wished we lived in. come on, why else would you be reading fan fiction? But this only lasted until the last memory of him would also make an appearance and she would wake up screaming.

This made Gaara and Kankurou very nervous for several reasons. First of all, they loved their sister very much, but they didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing seeing as they had never had to deal with it in the past. Second of all, there was nothing they could do for her. Them coming in her room would only make her uncomfortable too. Third of all, the entire time, they had warned her about this guy and they did not want her to feel like they were in a way making her feel like "they told her so". Nonetheless, they stood outside her door listening until she would calm down and go back to sleep. They were truly concerned for her but they knew absolutely not what to do but to let time work it's healing magic.