Hi! Okay… I'm NoOnesGal1848 if you just randomly clicked on this story without even bothering to read the name of the author or the summary, OR you already know who I am (Which would make me happy!).

I was bored and had some inspiration from my best friend and her love for character death in Naruto FanFics, and decided to put it on paper! (Or the computer…)

So, please give it a chance! I'm not too experienced at this.

Summary: Sakura is one of the most skilled ANBU agents in all of Konohagakure. Sasuke has joined with the Akatsuki.

Ch 1

"You always act like you hate me. Sasuke-kun…"

Hate.

"If you leave, for me, to me… it's the same as being alone!"

Loneliness

These were the things that ruled Uchiha Sasuke's world. That haunted his mind every time he thought of team seven. Of Naruto. Of Kakashi. … Of Sakura.

"I… I love you more than anything!"

A sharp pang of remorse invaded his cold heart for a split second, but was soon washed away by feelings of anger, hate, and lust. Lust for blood. For the blood of his own village. For the blood of those he once called friends. His life was bent on revenge… and that's the way it would end too. He knew this from the instant he chose to leave Konoha. He knew from the moment Itachi died by his hand. He knew his path would lead to death, pain… and hell. He would go through with it all a million times because it's all he had left.

Pain had become nothing to him. As was death. He witnessed death everyday. He caused many deaths too. Brutal deaths.

He loved to hear the screams that emerged from the mouth of his victim. He loved the feeling of his katana rip through human flesh. He loved them begging and pleading, hanging on to life. But most of all… he loved the blood. Sasuke would always return from a battle drenched in the crimson liquid. It stained his skin and clothes. His hands smelt of it too, no matter how many times he tried to scrub it away.

It was true after all… Sasuke had become a monster.

Sakura Haruno was definitely a unique individual. She, being the medic of the most famous team of ANBU in the organization, was not like the others. After years of service, their expressions became straight and emotionless, their eyes dull. Even Naruto was affected, and was far more somber than he ever used to be.

But for Sakura… this was not true. She had indeed witnessed many deaths and caused many too, but she continued to grin and beneath her pink bangs, vibrant green eyes were visible. Eyes that exploded with life and emotion. Deep and mysterious, but also fairly easy to read. Her eyes always displayed her emotions, even when her expression did not.

Although, the one emotion she failed to express was sadness. Sakura Haruno could not cry.

The rain was beating down on her, as she ran through the wet streets. A long shift at the hospital had caused her to be late for dinner that night, at 6:00.

She skidded to a stop as she reached the front of her family's apartment and walked casually through the door, leaving a trail of water behind her. She was waiting for her mother to come around the corner and give her a hug then tell her to take off her shoes, but she didn't. The house was silent.

"Okaasan? Otoosan? I'm home! Hello?" Sakura called, starting to get worried.

Still, no one answered. All of a sudden she heard a soft mumble come form the kitchen.

Sakura sprinted around the corner to find her father lying in a puddle of his own blood, mumbling something inaudible. He was staring at a dark figure at the other side of the room.

She looked in that direction and realized that the figure was holding her unconscious mother by the throat, a kunai stabbed into her stomach and shoulder. Her usually soft expression was filled with pain and sorrow.

Her eyes widened at the sight, warm tears forming.

"Please… go…" the young girl's father whispered to her. "Don't… watch this… Sakura." He spat out a mouthful of blood, just adding to the puddle.

The stranger snickered and with one quick swing of his katana, severed the man's head from his body.

She let out a scream as she stared down at his dismembered form. Tears flooded from her eyes, like the blood gushed from his wound. The girl fell to her knees.

Sakura was shaking, madly. She was unable to move. Her breath quickened and she erupted into tears. Screaming and crying, "Please! …Don't take them away! Don't take Okaasan! …Someone help! Please! Please! Stop this! …No! Stop- stop- stop- stop!" She shouted shaking her head wildly, tears flying everywhere. She gripped her head, still shaking. "No… this can't be real… Otoosan… Okaasan…no…!"

The figure merely laughed at her actions and brought the blood stained katana up to her mother's throat.

"No!" Sakura looked up, her face soaking wet with tears.

The man pressed the sword to her delicate flesh, her blood mixing with her father's. With one quick movement he slit her throat and dropped her immobile body on the ground.

"O-… Okaa…san…" Sakura stuttered. "O-… Otoo… san. …Why? …Why?" She shouted at the man, crying violently.

Sakura walked down the long hallways of the Hokage's tower, her light footsteps echoing through the empty halls. Her ANBU mask was held in her right hand. She slowly lifted her arm guard with her empty hand revealing a cross shaped scar.

She screamed as the man used his sword to slowly engrave a deep cross on her right wrist. "You, child, have been marked." He said dangerously, sheathing his katana, and leaving her lying, unconscious against the wall, her wrist dripping with blood.

"Sakura! I told you to keep your face covered! Put your mask back on, now!" The Fifth shouted from her perch at the large desk.

"But, Hokage-sama, is there really any point? I am the only person in Konoha with pink hair anyways."

"That doesn't matter! ANBU are expected to hide their identity." She replied, looking down to her work.

Sakura sighed and placed the mask over her face. "There." She mumbled.

"Good. Now, do want this mission or not?" Tsunade held out a form to Sakura, still staring down at her paper work.

Sakura took the form and read it, quickly.

Mission Rank: A

Number of Ninja requested: 1-2

Target: Missing Nin, Anshiro Kusachi

Client: Harada Kenji

Objective: Proceed to the Land of Bear's village, Hoshigakure, where target is located hiding in a fortress three miles north of the village. Assassinate the target and kill any subordinates, necessary. Avoid injuring civilians and try to keep a low profile.

Cautions: Location is surrounded by a canyon, that tests to contain poisonous gasses. Target contains close to unrivaled chakra levels and a vast number of subordinates that are surrounding the area.

She stared down, taking in the information.

"Stay vigilant, Sakura. This guys' chakra control is quite evenly matched with your own."

"Hai, Tsunade-sama." Sakura replied, looking up and smiling under her cat mask, as she placed the form on Tsunade's desk and turned towards the door.

So? How was it? I'm planning to do about eight to twelve chapters, depending on my inspiration. This one was more like an introduction. I felt like a new story because I'm having a bit of writer's block for my other one. Reviews are greatly appreciated! Repeat: REVIEWS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED! … Thank you. XD