a/n okays so here is the deal, I couldn't stand the other story I was doing, so I have deleted it…I will keep it on my comp and work on it, but it is too big of a project for my first fan fic….so I gotsa new story! When I have more experience I will finish it but until then I got this killer new idea that wont leave me be so here it is!

My tiny, little universe.(I got the name from a movie- I liked it!)

Chapter one-reminiscing:

My mother and father were normal villagers. Physically they fit the 'normal' bill. They both had blue eyes, not too tall, medium build, my mother had blonde hair and my father had light brown. So like any normal person in the world they found each other and fell in love. By the time they were both 18 they had married and bought a farm. They set up 'shop' for a family there. My mother was 20 when she found out she was pregnant with me. Both my mother and father were thrilled beyond belief and decorated a nursery for me. They pictured pretty blue eyes with cute curly blonde hair and rosy cheeks. They were in truth good people. At heart they were like any other normal person. My mother was 21 when she gave birth to me. They were elated to find out that I was everything they pictured. I was the vision of their version of perfection. Light blonde hair, so light it was almost white, with big blue eyes and cute rosy cheeks. Every day they found new ways to express their love for me. Sing lullabies, buy me teddies and find any excuse to hug or hold me.

When I was 1 they decided that they wanted a baby brother or sister for me, so they started trying for another baby. A month later my mother was pregnant. Again my parents were thrilled. Unfortunately there was a complication at birth and they lost my baby brother. Some more unfortunate news came to them as the doctors told my mother if she had another baby she would die at birth, also killing the child. So like any other normal family with the same problem, all their hopes and dreams fell to my shoulders.

It was my 5th birthday that my so called 'normal' life turned upside down. I was special before with the intellect and personality of a child at least 12 years my senior,but it was ok because I looked 'normal'.

My 5th birthday, I remember it like it was yesterday…

*flash back*

"Honey wake up…happy birthday" my mother lightly cued into my ear.

"Mommy, you woke up Henry, now he is going to be grumpy"

"I'm sorry Henry" she said as she kissed my teddy and dragged me out of bed.

We spent the day playing in the sunlight and daisies.

Time rolled on and finally we counted the last ten seconds till the actual time I was born,

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two..."

I remember that time seemed to slow down as I stared at her soft pink lips pronounce the last second. I remember the smile in her eyes.

"One"

That was when I blacked out. I finally came to some minutes later listening to my mother's worried ramblings. I sat up to tell her I was ok but she started to back away with fright in her eyes. I turned to look in the mirror and saw another little girl in the room with us. She had bright red hair and big green eyes, but the most peculiar thing was that she looked exactly like me.

Her eyes called to me, so I went. Reaching out I went to touch her hand. Everything fell away, when I finally touched her hand it was like glass shattering. Suddenly I became acutely aware or the scratchy clothes on my skin, the hard wood floor beneath me and the light's heat on my body. I could feel each individual hair on me and my finger tips on the cold floor length mirror in front of me.

Refocusing, I noticed the girl was gone. My mind seemed to focus onto minuet things. Turning to look at my mother I noticed her horrified eyes and agape mouth, seemingly in the process of screaming, although I could not hear her. Achingly slow, I turned my face to the mirror to find my reflection, only it was different. Instead of blue eyes I stared deeply into glittering emerald and my hair a pastel pink.

The last thing I heard before I blacked out again was a feminine voice softly saying one word-

"Fire…"

*end flash back*

So you see it was only natural that my mother and father had to keep me from the world. They faked my death, saying I was trapped in the house when it caught on fire. From then on I was kept in the basement, in the dark away from view. My mother said that she had saved me, what small piece that was left of me. For years the only companions I had were my books, the girl that resided in my mind and on occasion my mother and father.

I was 16 when tragedy befell my family once again. The years ate away at my father, the bitter taste of disappointment and forgotten dreams tainting his heart. Finally he snapped, my father was stark raving mad. In the middle of the night he took a knife to my mother and then killed himself. I remember following the screams to my parent's room. Opening the double doors and seeing my mother's contorted face.

Now every time I envision my mother I see a series of images.

Her smiling eyes and pink lips, which changes to her horrified expression and open mouth silently screaming and finally to her lifeless eyes and blood splattered face.

I left immediately stealing away into the night. I was not stupid I had read about the outside world. The ninjas, the prestigious honor and adventure. That is what I dreamt of at night. But I practiced, every day, I can fight…I know I can. That is why I now find myself reminiscing of my life up until now outside the doors of the hokage building in konoha. Minutes ago I had fled my home, my life. Now I see the whole world ahead of me. Marching into the building I strode confidently into the hokages office. Effortlessly pushing the doors aside noisily to wake up a sleeping woman.

"My name is sakura haruno, and I wish to become a ninja"

a/n okay I hope that was good for my first chapter of my first story that I actually intend to finish, sorry again…but I think that this is better so no arguments on my side.