Momoiro


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He liked watching her.

Sometimes when he knew no one was looking.

How her long pink hair flowed over her back as she walked. When her green eyes flashed with anger at the blond.

He wondered how she did it. How this weak little fan girl had captivated him so. She was nothing, stupid, naive, innocent in the horrors of the world.

Maybe though, that was why he liked her.

She was everything he had lost.

Everything he could never get back.

Everything that was washed away from him in his family's blood.

Besides she really wasn't stupid. Top kunoichi in her class actually.

But she was naive. Oh so, so, naive...and innocent...that to.

She knew nothing of what he had been through. Nothing of the demons from his past. Yet, some how, she thought she could help him.

Her!

Her!

The rosetta haired Hunoro Sakura thought she could save him! The Uchiha Sasuke, avenger of his clan.

It was impossible!

Implausible!

Insane!

But, he wouldn't stop her from trying.

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A/N:

I have no idea where this came from. I was board and pow! there it was...Oh and Momorio means pink...don't ask...