to live, to trust, to love
ohh, alright so it is a clichee-title, but i was in a hurry and couldn't think of anything else...
anyway this is for fire.elve my cute little sister who actually makes me write ff's and who desperately needed some cheering up after her exams. and since she's a huge ankashi fan, what do you expect, well i tried my best! - (if you like AnKashi or GenShi-pairings check out her stories they're great!)
hope you like it!
Prologue
The sun shone down on Mitarashi Anko as she walked the streets of Konoha heading for her favourite dumpling store. She'd just met her best friend Kurenai, but as she had been in the company of Asuma, Anko had thought it better not to ask her to get her the dumplings as she'd usually do. No, in her opinion, Kurenai needed the time she was off mission and had a genin-free day to take a walk with the tall ninja she'd never actually admit to dating. A pity, Anko thought that both of them were too damn stubborn to admit their true feelings for each other and to care a little more about their social life than their missions. Then again, she wasn't much better Anko had to admit. The whole village knew her, regarded her as a noisy, insensitive yet talented ninja, and only very few dear friends like Kurenai knew her better than that. She only felt comfortable in the company of few of her colleagues, training with Asuma, bantering with Genma and Kakashi, or strolling the woods with her red-eyed best friend. And though she knew that she was very popular with most male inhabitants of the village, she'd never actually thought about bonding. Not once since the time she'd been left by Orochimaru, her former sensei, or rather the day she'd left him. The trust she'd misplaced in him was something that she felt like she'd never regain it again. That was why she only made few friends, never tried to get along with most people, for once she'd place her trust in someone, she'd remain fiercely loyal and she never wanted to miscalculate someone ever again.
She shook her head to rid herself of the dark memories that had come so sudden and unbidden, it would do her no good to dwell in the past and self-retrospectives. She should rather concentrate on the things that everyone knew her for: her lively spirit and her mischief, or as she'd like to put it, her charm. She'd long since planned to 'help' Kurenai with her relationship with Asuma, the fact that she'd also betted Genma a dumpling-menu on the first time they'd kiss was of course to be considered as well. Maybe she should enlist the help of their silver-haired colleague, Kakashi. Anko thought about the perverted Ninja for a while, he was one of those few she considered as her friends, and, what was almost as hard to accomplish, as a great ninja. When they were younger and both still in the ANBU squad they'd had missions together and she'd come to trust him and his amazing abilities with her life. Coming to think about his habit of never showing his face, Anko wondered why she'd always perceived him as being handsome. Now if she had been interested in dating someoneā¦
Anko shook her head again even more forcefully this time, where had that thought come from? Maybe the summer's heat made her a little light-headed. It was about time when she arrived at the dumpling-shop and ordered a share.
When she'd finished her favourite meal, altogether in a better mood now that she'd eaten, she found a note added to her bill. Simply fantastic, she thought ironically, just when she thought she'd have some time to meddle with the love-life of her friends, she had to get a mission.
Sighing audibly and paying, Anko left the shop to walk the streets of Konoha again, this time heading for the Hokage's office. The curiosity finally got the better of her and she wondered what kind of mission awaited her this time.
tbc
so that's the prolouge any action will start in chapter one, I'm doing my best to update soon (reviews help with that g)... see you next chapter
