INNOCENT SAKURA: Well, here goes nothing…. this is my very first Naruto fic people. I don't own anything to do with Naruto, blah blah blah though one can dream, can't they. But I do own my own character, [insert evil laugh here]

KAKASHI: You know you can be real scary… not that you scare me.

ITACHI: it's sounds like she does…

KAKASHI: glares at itachi. Why are you here?

INNOCENT SAKURA: why, he's in my story, that's why. Eiiiii, I can't believe I'm in the same room as kakashi and itachi…eiiii. Starts jumping up and down.

ITACHI: What's wrong with her?

KAKASHI: Who knows… hey miss, you ok? Innocent sakura manages to calm down…eventually. Right…so, why the hell is Itachi in a story about me!

ITACHI: scared that the spot light won't be on you if I'm in it?

KAKASHI: why you….gets ready to use 1000 years of pain.

INNOCENT SAKURA:oh no…ok you better start reading before they kill each other, if not ill have no characters. Sweat drops!


chapter 1: The Calm Before The storm

Night had crept over the landscape rather quickly, the moon giving off the only light around for miles. The forest around the Akatsuki hideout was quieter than usual; a deafening silence ripped through her ears. A slight breeze rustled the leaves of the trees and gave life to a few strands of her raspberry pink colored hair. Brushing the two strands that shadowed her face behind her ears, she shut her eyes.


" It's…. quiet." She whispered to herself delighted in the solitude it provided her, wrapping itself tightly against her pale smooth skin like a comforting blanket. She had perched herself upon the window sill, one leg close to her chest the other sprawled out in front of her. Looking out the window, the starry night before her silver eyes echoed secrets of what was to come, though they were too faint for her to hear. She had forgotten how clear the nights were in the Waterfall country.

It was late at night, what members were actually there were probably asleep. She on the other hand, could not nor could she ever. When was the last time I actually got a good nights rest… Four years ago, if I can still remember. She sighed as she dropped her head on to her knee. Four years ago…hmf.

She hadn't changed after training, other then casually tossing her Akatsuki cloak on her bed as she haphazardly drew her long hair up messily. She wore her usual, a tight black tank top, with a slash across the waist. From her fingerless gloves to her elbows, white bandages snaked up her arms. On the side of her shoulder, a tattoo could be seen, that of a black swirl and a curved line underneath. An ANBU trademark, though she made no attempt to cover it up. On her lower half, she had more white bandages from her hips to just above her knees, with shruriken and kunai holders on either side. Over top, she had a long flowing dark blue skirt with two big slits running up the side to her thighs, trimmed with silver to accent her eyes. [Like Sakura's but longer] Instead of the usual sandals every one wears, she had black boots that rode up her calves, but were open toed at the bottom. On each boot carried a holster for her weapon of choice. The sei. If looking carefully, one could notice a small silver chain clasped around her neck with a locket that draped in towards her cleavage.

Her face illustrated very little emotion as she pondered, mostly due to it being concealed by a black mask covering her mouth and nose. [Yes, like Kakashi's. please don't flame Me. You'll find out later]

"I wonder…." She breathed out, gazing at the full moon that loomed overhead. "Would I still feel so alone if I hadn't left?" At saying this, she clutched at the locket upon her breast, lazily drawing her other leg up along with the other. From a far, she would have looked like a small child. " NO! I won't keep asking myself stupid questions about what ifs. I…choose this…. I have no regrets." The fist around her locket tightened, a little river of blood dripping down her wrist.

" True power means having no weakness; spilling no tears over stupid matters. People just drag me down…I need no one…"

Sleep must have overpowered her for her heavy eyelids closed by them selves. Maybe she would get some sleep after all. Training had been exhausting, though she was still considered the weakest of The Akatsuki. That will have to change, now won't it?


She couldn't see anything, only a vast mist of darkness that consumed her. Trying to move forward, she found that she couldn't. She was paralyzed. She tried to call out…nothing. A chill ran through the dense air, sending a small shiver up her spine.

'Where am I? I, I must be dreaming. Oh no, I have to wake up. Please wake up now, I can't be asleep. I just can't.' Panic started to take hold, something she wasn't used to. Her clam demeanor and vanished along with her focus.

Using every ounce of will power she had she forced her self to move. 'MOVE! PLEASE GOD MOVE. WHY CAN'T I FUCKING MOVE'

" NOOOOOOOO, I HAVE TO GET AWAY!" she lunged forward with everything she had, sweat dripping down her face and soaking into her mask. 'Finally, I ca…'

"And where do you think your going?" chuckled a voice from behind her, a somewhat familiar voice. A relaxed and calm voice.

'No, it can't be. If I don't turn round I won't have to face him. Please wake up…please.' But she didn't. Slowly, she turned around coming face to face with what she feared most. He was there.

There he stood. Arm behind his silver spiky hair as casual as can be. His mask hid his expression, though the one eye that showed was closed and one could tell he was smiling. His forehead protector with the leaf insignia was slung around the other eye concealing his sharingon. Despite his friendly exterior, he wore an ANBU uniform consisting of a white vest and black pants.

"Kak, kakashi…"


Her eyes snapped open immediately, lunging forward and almost slipping off the windowsill into the treacherous depths of the forest. She gradually slid her shaking hand to her now pale flushed face. It looked as though she had seen a ghost, or maybe a ghost from her past. Her chest was still beating furiously as she rested her other hand against the cold silver of her locket.

'This has to stop, even if I never sleep agai…' Her thoughts were cut short as an engulfing darkness swept across the room. The moon had disappeared, leaving the world in blackness. The eclipse.

"Hmmm, stop feeling yourself up and hurry to meet the assembly." She had felt his presence long before he entered the room. 'Trying to sneak up on me, nice try. I wonder when he got back?'

"You wish Kisame, you'd like that too much." She said with a smirk, but he had already started out the door of her room.

"Just get your ass down there now. Or the council will have your head." The shark faced man showed no emotion in what he said, other than a hint of blood lust.

" You haven't changed since last time," she muttered as she dragged the famous black Akatsuki cloak around her shoulders and felt it tighten around her chest. 'They should make these things for woman too.'

With a last glance she gazed at where the moon should have been. " So, it has begun"


Everything was tinted red, like blood.

He ran, running as fast as he could by sending chakra to his feet. His silver hair raged behind him. Leaping from tree branch to tree branch, the impact of his feet leaving small craters behind. By now, he had discarded his ANBU mask, only to have the black one underneath saturated with sweat. Every breath was short and raspy, choking on the stench of blood that filled the air. It seemed as though he was drinking the coppery liquid.

'Move your ass Kakashi! Or you won't get there in time.' The copy ninja was now a younger kakashi, wearing his ANBU uniform from years ago. It was ripped and torn all over from coming back straight from a mission and sensing something was wrong. He had to get to her house and fast.

After what seemed hours, her house finally came into view. ' Why does she have to live all the way out here, in the middle of nowhere? Oh well, ill talk to her about it once I find her.' With that he burst through the door, splintering the wood from the force. He didn't even have time to look around.

The shock blinded him with red vision. All he could see was blood. The blood pooled under him, hauling him to his knees. 'wha…what the." His hands were shaking in front of him, drenched in blood. Kakashi looked down at him self, his pure white vest now soaking wet with crimson blood. His visible eye was as wide as possible, trying to taken in what he was seeing. But nothing could prepare him for what he was about to see…

There in the middle of the room, was her body, mangled and broken. Her blood was everywhere, staining her own ANBU uniform. Well, what was left of it. All logic and reasoning flew from his mind, he could feel tears pooling around his eyes. But he wouldn't cry. He ran over to her lifeless form…and collapsed on her body…


"NAMOURI!!!!!!!!!!!"


INNOCENT SAKURA: well that's it, my first chapter. Sorry if it was boring, it was more to introduce Namouri's character.

NAMOURI: Are you saying I'm boring! Reaches for her sei.

INNOCENT SAKURA: no, no I mean. No, it may have seen too short or maybe not enough action, or something.

NAMOURI: well, I guess that's not my fault, That's you r fault.

INNOCENT SAKURA: sweat drops… hey, are you too done fighting over there? Maybe they're fighting over me. eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

ITACHI: Are you done, or what?

KAKASHI: She can't be done. I was hardly in it and I am the main character.

NAMOURI: No its not. What gave you that idea?

KAKASHI:Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat! Goes and crawls into a corner.

ITACHI: At least you were in it; even that kisame was in it before me. Not that I care.

INNOCENT SAKURA: eppppp. I guess I should keep writing, before they start killing each other. Or worse…. me! Everything turns black as a spot light shines on her.

KAKASHI: bored…pulls out icha icha paradise. Fine, I guess that's it. Don't forget to leave a review. Chuckles at his book.