Okay, be warned. There are OCs in this fanfic, which is also the first one I've published. There will also be an overuse of the words 'she' and 'he' for the prologue, but that's it. The prologue will be spilt into three parts, two if I feel like typing, because it's a little long. Please enjoy and review!
Don't own Naruto except for the few volumes in my closet!
For Their Eyes Only
A small girl, no older than six years, ran through the forest surrounding Konohagakure. She had pale skin, black hair, and wide brown eyes that held the light of the universe within them.
She had been told not to go outside the village without her sensei or older brother, but she couldn't help it—she had to take care of her friend. That and she just loved how it felt when the grass tickled between her toes.
Reaching her destination, she pulled a package wrapped in brown paper from inside her pack. Bending down to enter the hollow beneath the tree, she held it in front of her, allowing the occupant to smell it.
The girl had found the small black wolf a few weeks ago, having witnessed a fight between it and a larger, tougher one. She had brought the injured animal to the hollow base of the tree and nursed it back to health.
She unwrapped the paper, revealing the raw meat inside. Tossing the bloody flesh to the ground, she watched as the wolf devoured it.
After playing with the wolf briefly, the girl proceeded to go to the Ninja Academy, which was just starting for the day. On her way, she met up with one of her friends, a girl named Tenten. Talking about various things, they managed to make it to their classroom on time.
She was excited—today was the day when Iruka-sensei would let them have a mini-tournament, even if it was to assess their current skills to see what could be improved. But that would have to wait until after lunch.
Not really having an appetite, she let her eyes wonder until she found the solitary form of a pale boy with long brown hair and extremely light lavender, almost white, eyes who—due to having his father killed the previous year—was angry and depressed. She knew that feeling, having lost both her parents several years ago, but at least still had her brother. She also noticed he didn't have anything to eat.
Getting up, she held her bento box in front of her, no food inside touched. She walked over to his desk and waited in front of it. When he looked up, his eyes hard and glaring, she simply smiled putting the bento box in front of him, happily saying, "Here ya go! Now eat up. If I go against you in the tournament, I want it to be fair!"
Without waiting for a response, she left him shocked. Turning around to listen to another friend of hers, she didn't see the small blush that spread across his cheeks as he gave a small thanks, nor him eat the lunch her brother had prepared.
Right after lunch, Iruka-sensei led them to a small field with a rolling that displayed the matched. Having been able to sense a person's emotions, due to some unknown reason, she was able to feel the excitement rolling off of all of her classmates except for him.
Seeing Tenten go in the first match, she—along with the other girls—cheered her on. When Tenten won, it came as no surprise—Tenten was, after all, second only to her (she strongly denied this, saying Tenten was much better).
A while later, he went into his first match, his opponent being Rock Lee. Everyone, including her, knew Rock Lee would lose. Nevertheless, she cheered him on. She knew he wasn't good at ninjutsu or genjutsu, but had encouraged him to excel in taijutsu after hearing from her brother of a similar case. The week before, she told him the person involved became a great ninja.
Just as everyone predicted, Rock Lee lost. She watched as they both returned to where they had sat before.
Throughout the remaining rounds, Tenten, him, and her continued to win their matches—all of them short. But in the last, she and Tenten had to fight against each other.
Close to the end, it looked as if Tenten would win, but she managed to pull off a complex move that surprised Tenten—left open to attack—and defeated her.
Now, in the last 'battle', it was he and her fighting. As their classmates stood watching, the boys cheered for him while the girls cheered for her, neither noticed. Both were only six years old, yet they were already experiencing an intensity that could only be felt in a life-or-death battle.
They had charged towards each other, not ready to give up fighting, and parried using kunai. He tossed aside the weapon and started to punch and kick. Covering her head, she blocked his assault until she found an opening. Grabbing his foot, she threw him to the ground.
Instead of falling down with a thud, he exploded into a cloud of white smoke, leaving behind a rock. Crap, she thought, he's already good with the Body Replacement Jutsu.
Looking around frantically for signs of the boy, she was unaware of his presence behind her. But as he was about to attack, she turned around and met him, kick for kick, punch for punch, until they were both exhausted.
He and she both tried to summon enough strength to defeat the other, but both realized that their intense survival instinct had been needless, for it was only a mock battle at best, they both collapsed.
She had gone back to the tree hollow that afternoon to play with the wolf again, even though she was dead tired. When she arrived, she wasn't able to find it, and so she went searching around the forest.
Whistling, she came to a stop near a creek. She had heard something in the bushes step on a twig.
Slightly afraid and hoping it was the wolf, she walked through the bushes toward where the sound had come from. She didn't notice a thread she stepped on as it broke, releasing a trap.
Several senbon flew into her eyes, and blood ran down her cheeks as a river of crimson red. Crying out, she heard but did not see the jonin fighting, nor who had picked her up after sedating the wolf, come to defend her, telling her everything would be okay.
Eventually, she passed out, whether it was from blood loss, pain, or some jutsu performed on her by the jonin, she didn't know. But she did know that they had already passed her house because of her brother's shouts. And she also knew she didn't stop screaming, even after passing into a world of darkness.
As she woke up, she found out several things.
The first was that she was in a hospital. She heard the beeping of the heart monitor and the constant blow of the machine helping her breathe. She could also smell the usual smells of a hospital—sickness, medicine, clean linen, blood—and flowers.
The second was that something was wrong with her eyes. She hadn't opened them yet, but they were hurting, throbbing with a dull pain.
As she opened her eyes, instead of seeing a room with at least one chair and maybe a window, she was only met with an empty darkness. Panicking, she blinked her eyes, trying to see something, anything.
Putting her hands to her face, all she found was her skin and not some sort of bandage as was hoped.
At that moment, a nurse entered her room and calmed her down. The nurse then confirmed what she had thought—the senbon had damaged her eyes too badly to save her sight; they hadn't gone deep enough to harm her brain, which explained why she was still alive.
She only sat on her bed, barely listening to the nurse's voice, in a dazed stupor. Comprehending what had happened, but at the same time, not.
When the nurse left, she heard her talking to him, trying to keep him from entering by telling him she had woken up only a few minutes ago.
Stumbling, she somehow made it to the door of the hospital room, tripping along the way.
Pressing her ear against the door, she was now better able to hear their argument. As she listened, she felt blood trickle down the side of her face from where she'd bumped into a chair and fallen down.
She opened the door, surprising both of them. As she gave what she knew would be a sad smile, she heard the small gasp he gave; the sounds of a crash and plinking of glass on a tile floor, the splashing of water, and the slapping of feet retreating as he ran away followed.
She took one, two, small steps in what she hoped to be his direction, but collapsed in front of the doorway—not caring how much the nurse shook to get her up—she cried silently, letting the tears flow without pause.
Her first crush had given a small display of his affection towards her by visiting her in the hospital and rejected her—all in less than fifteen seconds.
End Parts One, Two, and Three of For Their Eyes Only-How it Began. Keep in mind this was only a prologue—the first chapter will be out soon. Remember—five reviews get you the actual first chapter which has the names of several OCs, including 'her' older brother and 'she' herself…