Dreamer of dreams, to fill my hearts desire,
Sweet music flowing from your nimble hand That plays within... to light my passion's fire.
A symphony of word and thought you bring.
Excitement builds upon crescendo's sound,
Brought forth in tones to make my light heart sing For all the beauty that, with you, I've found.
A life is changed in just an instant's time,
All darkness fled before that brillaint sun That shines from spoken words of softest rhyme And speaks of treasures, only just begun.
This mystic meeting gives my heart a glow That few have seen and only you will know."
A DREAMER OF DREAMS
Author: Gloria Jean Berry
Unforgivable Love Introduction: Fallen Uchiha
I walked along the path that myself, Naruto, and Sasuke walked so many years ago as a team, and i followed the path into the forrest. It was snowing of course, and the snow drifted playfully alond the tree tops,and towards the river bank. I walked to the river, and I noticed the color of the water was a light red color. I then noticed that it was blood, and I was worried that it may be one of my other friends in the village, and I began to run in the direction of the blood flow. As I reached the far end of the river, I gre sick to my stomach familiar jet black hair was lying in the snow. Could it be him? I slowly walked closer towards the bleeding man, and I got on my knees and crawled closer to him. I reached out to touch his shoulders and to roll him over,
and I noticed that my hands were shaking. I rolled the young mans body over in my lap, and i gazed at the face before me. It wasn't Sasuke, but his older brother Itachi. How did this happen, I wondered to myself. My head screamed to leave the half dead Uchiha there, and to run away quickly not to look back. My damn stubborn heart refused to leave him there to die like that. I pulled him out of the water some more, and I dragged himm futher up the bank to asses the damage. He was unconcious, and i noticed the markings that matched Sasuke's weapon of choice. I sighed out of fustration, why would brothers kill one another, was beyond my comprehention. He was a criminal, and now I was aiding and abbeding him. Why couldn't I be as cold hearted as these brothers seemed to be. Where could I hide him, so that I could escape trouble for helping him. I scanned the area, and a sad smile came to my face. the only place I could think of was an old cottage that had belonged to my family. It was about a mile or so up the road, and I knew nobody would come there. I had made it plain that it was my hide away, and no one was aloud within ten feet of the place.
I carried him on my back up the road towards the cottage, and despite my small frame I was stronger than I appeared. I qiuckly took the key from around my neck, and I unlocked the door. I carried him to the first room in the old cottage, and I placed him on the bed. I kept the place spotless, and every sheet and curtain was cleaned every two days. It was my little hide away from the world, and everyone in it. Since the cottage was so old, I made sure to keep plenty of fire wood for the three fire places in my small cottage. One in the living room, and one in each bedroom. As he slept, I started the fireplace in his room, and it so began to get warm, and then I lit all three oil lamps around the room. One above the fireplace, it hung of to the right side, One hanging in the middle of the room above our heads, and the third was hung on the left side of the fire place. The room was dimly lit, but it would have to do.
I pulled out my medical kit, and gave him something to make sure he didn't wake and kill me while I worked on his torn, beaten, and bruised body. Thankfully, all of the wounds he possed was above his waist, and I quiclky cut away the shirt from his body and began to heal him. The demage was severe, every wound was meant, to kill, every cut was delicately placed around vital organs, arteries, or vessels. I couldn't believe he was still alive. I used all of my chakra to heal this man, enemy of the leaf village, enemy of Sasuke and Naruto, and most of all my enemy. I looked upon that boyish face of his, and I let out a soft sigh. I didn't expect him to wake up, but his ebony eyes locked with my own, and I felt him grip my wrist pulling me towards his face, " Who are you," he demanded. " I.. I.. am... Sakura," I stuttered trying to catch my breath. He winched in pain, and it cause him to black out once more. I thought to myself as I looked at him, Are all Uchiha's so beautiful, but so very deadly?