Me- Hey guys it's me with a new story! Don't worry I'm still continuing my other story I just have so many ideas in my head I just had to use them!

Sakura- we want you to know that this is going to be darker than her other story but it will of course have its funny moments just more drama, angst, and is going to be more deep. Just so you know...

Me- I will hopefully make these chapters long enough and I hope it's interesting! That's why I need you to review and tell me what you think of it! Also, I'm redoing this story, once again! Mainly because when re-reading it, it seemed very childish than the story I'm aiming for. It could be because I started this story a long time ago, so I'm redoing most of it. I apologize to everyone who enjoyed the story before editing, but it's really just a preference of mine ^_^

Sakura- Now for the disclaimer! Kittygirl77 doesn't own Naruto!

Me- +sniffle sniffle+ one day I might...

Sakura- no

Me- but I-!

Sakura- No

Me- I might….

Sakura- No

Me- ohhhh you're good +glares suspiciously+

Sakura- now then, shall we?

Me and Sakura- On with the story!

Cupcakes on crack- Thinking

I like Cookies- Ghost speaking

The girl muffled a whimper as she watched the two graves. She had been there a couple of hours now, mourning, crying, and praying. She gave a weak smile to the graves of her parents as a single tear slipped down her pale face. She is seven-years-old almost eight now, she had just turned seven a couple of days before she had witnessed her parent's gruesome murder. She stared into space as the vivid and terrifying memories came to life in her young mind. She would play the murder over and over again and wonder, 'was it my fault?' She wiped her face free of tears; the only dead giveaway that she had been crying was her swollen eyes.

She looked up at the graves with a determined look on her face, "I will avenge you I promise!" she said determined to avenge her now dead parents. She got on one knee as if proposing, and laid a single white lily in between the two graves.

I promise I'll help your souls rest in peace, mom, dad… the determined girl thought. She got up quickly and walked to the limo that had been waiting for her since the morning that she had came.

She took one final look at her parent's grave on top of the hill before she slowly got into the car. She could of sworn that she heard someone or something call her name out though… she looked behind her once more to find nothing but her own breath. She blinked five times as to correct her sight and simply shrugged it off and turned back around in her seat.

"We can go now thank you Jinx..." the girl said sadly and quietly, but it was loud enough for the driver to hear her, for he began to drive to their destination. The girl looked out the window and watched the dew drops fall on her window sill as she slowly began to close her eyes, she saw her mother smiling sweetly at her with kind gentle eyes that she always seemed to have. The girl smiled at the day dream she was having when she was rudely awoken from her sweet daydream by a violent turn, she opened her eyes to see that she was swerving and the car began to roll around and crushing the car more and more.

She gasped as it came to a violent halt. But she felt a sharp stinging pain in her chest. She looked down to see blood everywhere, and a sharp object staked into her right lung.

This is MY blood! I don't want to die yet! But, at least I'll get to see my parents again…?

The girl smiled at her last thought but hissed as the pain in her chest increased. She looked forward to see a bright light and a figure appeared from it.

"Are you an angel?" the girl asked, a far off look in her eyes, as though she were in a trance.

"I am nothing but a mere ghost, but you know me as your mother and this as your father." She said pointing to another figure appearing from a bright light. The girl gasped, she felt like fainting but the pain from her chest and the joy to see her parents wasn't allowing her to fall into the darkness. "You must live, love, and learn like we did. It's not your time just yet sweetie, we love you very much but we don't have much time to stay. We apologize for forcing you to go through all of this, but one day we'll be together again."

The child nodded at her parent's understandingly, "I understand…" she said, tears rolling down her face as she felt the pain of having to watch her parents disapear again. Her parents nodded when something caught the girl's eye, a fire was heading up to the cars' gas tank and she snapped back to reality. The girl shrieked and began desperately trying to get out of her seat, but she was pinned down by the passenger seat, bent back oddly and pinning her legs. Her parents tried to help her out as well, pulling at the chair desperatley." I'm stuck!" she cried out in horror, closing her eyes tightly, wishing that it would all go away as she put her hands up to her ear's as though trying to erase the world around her, locking herself in her own mind. But just as the car exploded her parents wrapped their bodies around the frail child's body in a protective matter. Their bodies protecting her body from the explosion. "I'm sorry my child, but for now, it's best if you simply forget." Her father whispered, taking his wifes hand as they lay the conjoined hands upon their daughters forehead. A bright light illuminating her forehead before her parents slowly dissapeared in the midst of the hectic scene. An ambulance came rushing to the scene and the girl began to slowly fall into darkness, the image of her ghostly parents still fresh in her mind…

"Doctor please help! We have a young child here who was in a car explosion, her injuries include a punture wound in her chest by an unidentified object and what appears as a possible head trauma!" a woman cried out, pushing air in her lungs with a medical tool.

"Look's like she's going through some kind of trauma coma of some sort? Oh dear god! She's starting to fade away, doctor we're losing her! She's bleeding everywhere, I can't stop the bleeding!" another woman cried out.

"NO! She's alive, she's still alive!" the man yelled back causing the woman to be silent as he began to sew up the long cut on her chest. "quick, clean up the blood, I can't operate on a dirty chest," the doctor replied sternly, turning to the nurse.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The doctors and nurses sighed at their success, the doctor, wiping the sweat off of his brow, breathing in relief.

"Where, where am I?" a meek voice called out.

"You're at a hospital child. You were in a car accident a couple of days ago. I'm surprised that you were able to heal up so fast. Now, I'm required to ask you a couple questions to make sure that everything is okay in the brain of yours, do you mind answering them? " he asked. The girl nodded for him to continue, "Do you remember the accident?" the man asked her. She nodded again.

"I remember the car swerving, being at a grave yard, um, I remember a lot actually…" she said going on with her story. She continued answering the man's' questions and telling him what she remembered when he finally concluded that she was fine the girl nodded at him and laidback down on the bed. The man walked out of the patients room and closed the door where he met a man. His eyes were wrinkled with worry, with a short, gray, beard growing on his face.

"Is she okay? How are her wounds? Is there anything wrong with her mind or does she remember everything?" he asked the doctor.

"Relax sir, your granddaughter seems to be find. Her wounds are healing nicely and she seems to remember all of the details in her life. All except one peculiar memory."

"and which one is that?" her grandfather asked, worry in his tone.

"she remembers everything except witnessing her parent's death. It appears as though she forced herself to forget the memory all together. It's actually not that uncommon with people. It was such a gruesome sight, I read about the murders and was disgusted. I can't imagine how terrible it must've been for her to have actually seen it. I don't blame her for forgetting it, but it looks as though she's forgotten about six months after the murder. Do you think we should we force her to remember? It shouldn't affect her that much but the decision lies on you," the doctor commented, pushing up his glasses. The older man merely shook his head no though.

"No it will probably be best if she doesn't remember it; it was a very gruesome sight for anyone to have to remember, let alone a child. One day she'll remember sooner or later. But for now, I'd rather her countinue her life without the memory of her parents murder. Although it's a shame she forgot six months of her life, I'm sure her friend will understand. I'm afraid that if that boy contacts her, she might remember. She's too young right now, maybe one day she will be able remember and not be consumed with pain. We will be moving to the mist village for now until she is old enough," the man concluded. The doctor nodded and bowed to him in response.

"As you wish sir." He responded and turned back around to face the window to the girls' hospital room. Peering in to find the girl sleeping peacefully for the first time in a year since witnessing her parents' death.

She is nothing but a figure of your imagination, a ghost in the shadows, and a heart broken in between years. That little girl's name is Sakura Haruno and this is the story of a broken avenger…