Well, now that I've demonstrated my Nihongo skills, I'll explain my story.
I really wanted to have a story that would be deep and meaningful, and also have an original character. I wasn't sure what I should do, but I thought that such a story would be best suited to Naruto. I'm not sure where the story will go, cause I just make it up as I go along, but I'm really hoping for a good final result.
So here's chapter 1. First impressions really count.
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Fate.
Is that what it was?
Looking back, she could remember it -him- all so well.
IRRESISTABLE
"Miyoko, you're going to be late!"
"No, I'm leaving!"
A girl dashed out the door, headed for the center of Konaha. Her name was Miyoko, and she was the granddaughter of the Third Hokage. She was glad that she was born a girl, cause it was her cousin Konohamaru, a boy, who carried the village name. Who wants to be named Konoha, anyway?
She wasn't allowed to train with the other genin in town, although she longed to. Being the pretigious granddaughter that she was, she had to have special training. Looking at her, you wouldn't in a million years guess that she was "famous". She was just an ordinary girl, with black hair, gray eyes, and a dangerous skill with shuriken. Nothing special.
But today, her grandfather was loosening up. Having become a genin herself, she was given in to and handed a Konoha headband, which she tied around her neck, and she was inches away from training with the other students. She was coming into town to finalize the issue with her pushover of a grandfather.
She darted into his office, making sure her neck was good and visible.
"I've found someone to show you around," the Hokage said with a resigned sigh. "Welcome to Konoha."
With a squeal, Miyoko launched herself at him, forgetting entirely about his old age.
"Yes, yes, and make sure you listen to him," he said, not sure that the overexcited Miyoko was taking any of it in. "He's your age, and a darn good shinobi at that."
"Yes, Grandfather, I will!"
"He's waiting for you outside."
She smiled at him once more and left, headed for the doors through which the sunlight streamed. She stepped outside and looked around, and felt her heart stop beating.
This boy... he was the most gorgeous, perfect, flawless thing she had ever seen. This boy, certainly this creature of perfection couldn't be her guide? She stared at her radiance, forgetting to breathe. His hair was deep, elegant black, his skin smooth, his body resting casually against the gray stone wall, his arms folded across his gently rising and falling chest. She looked into his coal-black eyes and blushed.
He stood up straight, his eyes taking her in.
"My-my name's-"
"Miyoko. Yes, I know."
She drew her breath in sharply. That voice... it was beautiful too.
"Wh-what about you?" she stammered.
"Sasuke. Uchiha Sasuke."
They stood staring at each other for a moment, until he looked away.
"Come on, let's go." he said, in a tone that played boredom. She still stood, transfixed by him. With a sigh and a roll of the eyes, he folded his arms again and walked away, looking over his shoulder to see her trailing behind him.
So he was her guide.
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Ah, chapter 1. Still don't know where this story's headed, but Sasuke's gonna be gettin' some action, I can tell you that. Not a pervert, I swear.
Well, maybe not swear. Pinky promise?
Nah...
It will do to review!
Hey, I rhymed...