A/N: Yay! First chappie out! Oh yes, this is my first time writing Sasuke as one of the main characters, so I'm not sure if I'll portray him correctly, so If anyone has any advice, it would be highly appreciated! Oh, and if you could inform me if Sasuke gets too OOC! You had better thank my friend Sophie for this story, cause I'm writing it for her 13th birthday. Oh, and I'm not sure how quick I'll be able to update, because in between my other story, soccer, and seventh grade I'm not sure how often I'll be able to update. Oh, and I don't own Naruto... -.-
Chapter 1: Red-headed Beauty
Fear formed itself into prickes of tears at the corners of his eyes, clouding his vision unhelpfully. He stumbled across the damp forest floor, leaping and dodging uprooted objects, branches, and piles of muck. Where was she? Where could she have gone? It didn't matter, he just had to find her!
Sasuke jolted awake as terror snuck it's hand around his heart and clenched painfully. He erected himself into an upright position, wiping beads of sticky sweat off of his clammy brow. That had been the fourth time he had lived the dream this week, and it was exactly the same each time. Leaping through the trees, over branches and muck, he awoke at the same time, covered in sweat and panting like a dehydrated mutt. The dreams had all revolved around her. The red headed girl with the demon-like golden eyes. He had seen her in his dreams, and that was it. He had never spotted her in a tangible form. The time he could see her the clearest was when he was dreaming. she looked so realistic then. He felt as if he could reach out and run a hand through her silky locks, or caress her porcelain complexion. It was as if he knew her. It was like if someone came up to him and asked him questions about her, he could answer all of them easily. I was as if she was a real memory that had been folded and neatly placed deep into the folds of his mind. he was snapped out of his thoughts by his bodily alarm clock's gurgling growl. He swore he would find her. Not just for his sake, but for his sanity's.
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It was happening again.
The raven haired boy zigzagged through the forest, not out of fear this time, but out of determination. He had to find her this time! he didn't know how long his sanity would last if this dream kept reoccurring, especially since it was already on the peak of nonexistence. He spotted a brief flash of red, before it disappeared into the moonlight. It's her!He sprinted over to the spot he had pinpointed her location, panting slightly from running so long and hard. Though when he arrived, the only evidence she had been there was a pair of footprints, but those were already disappearing. He was about to start following the direction the footprints led, but abruptly stopped when he felt hot, moist breath on the back of his neck. He craned his neck to the left, only to see the woman he was seeking. His obsidian eyes widened slightly as he looked her over. She was absolutely gorges. Her red locks shining eerily, yet beautifully in the moonlight. She wore short black leather shorts, with a matching shirt that lay just above her belly button. She had some sort of tattoo showing from under her shorts, but he disregarded it quickly. He raised his eyes to hers, only to see hers narrowed in annoyance. This was getting a bit too far for his liking, ad why was she dressed like a prostitute? He glared coldly at her, annoyed with both himself, and the girl. She grinned, barring her fang-like teeth at him.
"It's time to make the connection," She began to stalk over towards him, and out of reflex, he went to whip out a kunai, but found he frozen in place, unable to move even a single limb. What's going on here? Dreams can get crazy, but this? This is just insane! a light breeze rippled his clothes slightly, and pushed his raven hair into his eyes. his eyes blinked subconsciously from irritation, and before he knew it, she was standing a mere foot in front of him. His eyes widened slightly in surprise, almost overlooked that his hand was raising, and he was not the one controlling the appendage. She raised her left hand, and placed her palm on his right one. The gentle breeze suddenly turned into a gust, whipping his clothes and hair around with the force of a hurricane, while she stayed eerily unmoving. A bright light flashed on from in between their connected hands.
"You will find my host in the near future, Sasuke Uchicha. Remember; Rose," they were suddenly engulfed in a blast of white, red, and black.
Sasuke woke once again with a jolt, though this time he wasn't sweating profusely. He went to sit up, but was stilled by a sudden searing pain on his forearm. Wincing, his gaze flickered down to a glowing red mark in the shape of a pentagram. What the heck? how the hell did this get here?And Rose? What was that supposed to mean? His eyes widened as a few facts clicked together. The sign that was on her hip is a pentagram! But that still doesn't explain why I have one now... He instinctively glanced down at his clock, only to see it read four ten. Crap! Training starts in ten minutes! He scurried out of his bedroom, got dressed, and snatched an apple from the table from the dining room table before sprinting outside and slamming the front door, leaving a trail of sand and dust in his wake.
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Surprisingly, Kasashi was only thirty minutes late, but this time he had a factual excuse, not some stupid nonsense.
"Team 7, I would like to introduce you to my little cousin, Rose," He shoved a flustered red-headed girl in front if him. "Well you have time to get to know each other, I have... Important matters to attend to, Ciao!" Kakashi gave a small wave and poofed off before anyone could protest. Typical. Sasuke sighed irritably, but his gaze still lingered in the red-head. It was her.He knew it, even though her eyes were cerulean blue, instead of that demonic golden colour. He could tell it was her because the same vibe came off her, even though this was slightly kinder and innocent.
"Hello, my name is Rose. Rose Tenma,"
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~ Rena
