Writers comments! Hey fellow ptaku and narutards! Im Alison, the writer, Canadia (Jordyn, aka Adictted Reader) asked me to write a fanfiction of sasunaru (because she cant write ;D ) She wanted it to be rated M too. (The dirty girl) It it will come in several short parts, but im not so sure how many yet. By the way, this is being written in Spanish class. JV softball, Karate, and anti-anime parents doesnt leave me with much writing time :p. So what better then to not pay attention at school? If you attend cons, this year you can find me at Boca Raton, FL's Hatsume Fair and Miami's Mizucon (with Vic Mignogna ;D) as Envy from Fulmetal Alchemist or Japan from Hetalia. I'd love to hear your comments online AND in person! See you on the interwebz!

Love, Alison

~Envious Flame 15~

RED DAWN!

Disclaimer: Incase any of you didnt know, I dont own Naruto, sorry to burst your bubble! :D

Show Me Love

This war. Day and night. Smoke and fire. Me. I lay here knowing im being fought for and fought over. The reason people are dying but fight to keep living. But I still dont know love. It doesnt seem to exist anymore. A light sweat forms on my forhead and palms.

"Its hot" I whisper. The unwanted heat leads me to strip down to my undershorts. I open the window to let the slight breeze cool my face.

A knock on the door breaks my trance in the moonlight.

"Naruto?" I hear a satin voice call.

"Come in, " I reply. Sakura walks in engulfed in battle clothing and wepons.

"We're going to camp on the battle grounds early," before I could offer to come, she refused. "We want you to get a better sleep. You are the most important of all of us. Sleep for you," she walks over to me and places her hand on my chest slowly bring it down to my stomach, "and the nine tails"

"But Sakura I -" my complaints are silenced by her lips moving roughly against mine. I dont reply, quite suprised. Before I could say a word , shes out my window with a gust of wind.

I stand there, in that spot I was kissed for what seemed like hours. Finally I collapse on my bed in a waterfall of tears. That is how I fell asleep.

I dreamed, about Sasuke, he came back and it was just like when we were in Team 7. Laughing and fighting, but as friends. The dream becomes surreal when I see Sasuke in my room, in his current form. Then a real fist meets the side of my head, no dreams came after that.

My eyes flutter open but feel heavy. A throbing pain pulses on the side of my head. I'm not laying on my own bed. It feels like a hard, prison bed with nothing but thin sheets covering me. However, there is a soft pillow under my head. I move to lift myself up but I find my hands chained to the headboard behind me. I'm still in my undershorts.

Fighting the headache, I let my eyes search to see who may have captured me. Nothing. The room is nothing but walls, a door, and a bed. From the hall I hear foot steps so I close my eyes and fake sleep. The door creaks open and the foot steps near me. "Wake up!" the voice commands. Then a slap follows, a sharp pain crosses my cheek brings tears to my eyes. I don't care who sees so I open my eyes. What I never could have imagined; my dream comes real.

"S-Sasuke..."