The Fallen Swan

Act 1: The Fallen

The characters from "Naruto" belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

One, Two, Three, Double, and Slow down before finishing in a pose.

"Excellent Sakura keep it up." The instructor shouted from across the studio room, where dancers filled the room for dress rehearsal. Sakura finished her turning sequence before her green eyes focused on her next direction, her partner for the dance as she lifted her right leg around the front of her body for a "wind mill" effect.

Her right foot carried her forward as it softly hit the floor in the direction she quickly, and quietly ran towards her partner and jumped forward. He gracefully caught her and turned both of them around in a circle, with her legs out in a perfect leap position. One leg in front of the other, straight, alined, and perfect. Before she felt her partner begin to change their position she got ready for their ending move as he swiftly held her waist and lifted her about his head, her back like putty as it became a C like-arch.

He turned her slowly in the air as her arms were held in a simple circle above her head, her finger barely apart for that dancer softness effect. Her legs were bent one in front of the other, she almost looked as though she was a fallen angel from the heavens, as her face showed a deep sorrow. Almost as soon as it began, he slowly lowered her to the floor as she straightened out her legs to land on her pointe shoe. Her left leg landed on her pointed toe, ad her right leg was held out in an arabesque her leg straight and pointed in the air. Her partner slowly backed up and walked off the 'stage' as she slowly lowered her leg and her body before she fell to the floor, in a crouched position.

There was a moment of hushed silence around the room before it erupted in applause, the woman who just finished her performance stood up with a smile on her face. "Was that good Haku?" Haku her instructor, gave her a soft smile and nodded as he placed a hand on her shoulder, "Yes I could feel the emotion, and sadness you put in that dance. It is surprising you can do that Sakura, you are always so upbeat."

"Thank you sir, I think I am going to go home for the evening." Haku nodded as he patted her shoulder one more time and turned to the other students and clapped his hands, "Listen up everyone, tomorrow is the performance. I expect everyone to be there early, warmed up and ready to go. That is all, go home!" Small laughs were heard throughout the room as they went their own way.

Sakura was the first to leave, she took off her pointe shoes quickly placing them in her bag as she grabbed her black cover up and slipped on her jeans over her tights and leotard. She couldn't bare to stay any longer, she was beginning once again to think about her past. It had been 3 years since that day and she was sure that she had grown and moved on. Haku was wrong, she knew emotion. She knew sadness, and nothing could compare to that day she said goodbye.

-Flashback-

"Leaving?" The seventeen year old girl whispered as she quickly got up from the bed and rushed over to the raven head boys side. "Just like that? Your going to leave? What has all this meant to you?" His coal eyes turned to look back at her as he said nothing for a moment but merely gazed upon her.

"Sakura..I have to leave for London tomorrow. It has all been arranged there is nothing I can do, and I need to go there. There could be a lot of new things for me, just let it go." Sakura felt the fresh salt tears running down her face as she reached out and grabbed his wrist, "Your just going to leave? Let me come with you, please..I..I..lo-"

He turned to her and placed his lips upon hers to stop her from finishing the sentence, leaving her was not suppose to be hard. She was making it almost impossible as she kissed him back gently, the fresh tears ran down her cheeks. She pulled back just enough to whisper against his lips as she softly said, "Please I would do anything for you.." He leaned in and whispered back against her lips, "Thank you Sakura..but I need to do this.."

After that sentence ended she blacked out, she did not remember what had happened. She woke up to an empty bed and just like that he was gone, she tried everything to bring him back. He was gone, and he made it a point not to be found. After months, she drowned herself in her dancing, she practiced longer hours and was constantly going for auditions.

Before the letter came from New York.

-end flashback-

Ever since then she had lived in New York and pursued her dream in dancing. She lived for the rush of it as she felt she could forget everything when she danced, it was as if nothing mattered but the stage and her movements. This was were she belonged, she would tell herself over and over again to convince herself.

"Psst, Sakura! That guy is back here again." Sakura turned to see her best friend with her blond hair pulled up in a tightly neat bun, dressed in a white for her dance with herself in the performance number coming up. "What guy are you talking about Ino?"

Ino ran up to her and rolled her eyes before she took her hand and guided her to one of the curtains, and pointed up to the balcony closest to the stage. "There is a man up there, he has been coming to see this ballet for a few weeks now and he outbids anyone who wants to sit there." Sakura turned to her partner in crime and arched a brow at her, "How did you get this information?"

"What? Don't judge me! My boyfriend who just happens to be one of the men who caters to that room told me about it." Sakura grinned before she added, "Boyfriend? Really? You finally gave him that title. He should be honored." Ino winked at Sakura before she playfully shoved her, "Yes, he finally deserves it but don't tell him that. I don't want it to go to his head." Sakura sighed before the lights went dim and Ino gasped softly and started to push Sakura towards center stage, "Time to put your moves on girl." She whispered to her before taking her place among the dancers behind Sakura.

The lights brightened, and the music began and once more Sakura became one with the music, and the performance. She tried to convey her emotions in her performance, trying to push her other thoughts out of her head. She wasn't sure why she was even thinking about him, the man who left her on that day. She had Naruto, he had been so kind to her after he left and never gave up on trying to find him.

To this day she thought he continued searching for him, but he had never left her side and he never stopped smiling. He would go to her performances whenever he could, when it did not interfere with his work. She couldn't have these thoughts while Naruto continued to take her on dates, give her hints how he liked her, how he held her just a little longer for their hugs. She knew she was cruel, she told him many times that at the moment she couldn't give him what he wanted but he only replied that he would wait.

He had, and still continues too as they kept on seeing each other almost every night, either before or after the performance or her dance classes. The music came to a stop as her eyes traveled to the booth once more, the lights dimmed slowly as she stood in place for her finishing pose. What she saw in the booth was not something she was prepared for, she saw piercing red eyes staring back at her.

He couldn't be, Sasuke Uchiha was watching her from that balcony.

End Act 1

This is almost a prologue, this is an idea I have had for a while. [No I have not seen Black Swan, if anyone is wondering I need to though]

I am a dancer and I wanted to write a dance piece too, tell me what you think I would love to hear.

I will do my final chapter on my other story but I wanted to see what reaction I would get from this one.

Please enjoy, R&R is always appreciated

-Krisy

ps. the ballet terms I use I try and break them down so you can paint a picture of the way she is moving. :)