Autohr's note: I was inspired by the song "Pretty Girl" by Sugarcult. And...I really have no other comments...except...Review, please!
Disclaimer: I only own Sora...
Warnings: Some OOC-ness, language (probably)
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What can I say.
I love him.
His eyes...his beautiful eyes entrance me. His whole being is beautiful. So I did something to be near him. Something no one expected.
I murdered the Kazekage.
I never liked him, anyway. And he hated me. I held back; My friends were all close to Sabaku no Gaara, and I didn't want to hurt them. I thoght they'd never hurt me, either...But even when I begged him to stay, Sasuke, the boy I thought loved me, left. Only to be brought back by force. He soon came back to me, but things were...hard. He was too different. I don't think I could say I still loved him. 3 years is enough time to get over him; but he still seemed to love me. And I even thought I loved him, too, but it was an illusion. And the day I left he did nothing to stop me.
I hurt my best friend getting away, with the help of Deidara's clay. After the murder, I was taken back by Deidara, and they took me in. I had proved I was strong enough. And soon...I found him. And he took me as a partner.
A part of me, the small part that wanted me to go back, warned me of my betrayal to Sasuke. I ignored it. He betryed ME first, and soon the part died, and my heart hardened, causing me to become the shinobi that one would aim to be. I grew up. And now...we were ordered to take the host of two of the biju in Konoha. Two, you may wonder? Obviously, one was Naruto, but who was the other?
My best friend-Taisho Kitty.
I shouldn't let anyone know about it. It was a huge secret that she had confided in me, trusting me to keep, but since I'd already proven to be untrustworthy...I guess it dosen't matter.
So upon us reaching Konoha, he looked at me and spoke.
"It hasn't been long since you left, has it?"
"Iie." I replied.
"But you've grown since then."
"Hai, Itachi-san."
"We have some time still. Do you want to get some tea?"
"Un." My way of saying "yes". I lowered my head before following him. He led me to a place he went for tea, but being from Konoha, I already knew the way. After the lady brough the steaming cups, I looked up, and my eyes landed on a certian person passing by. He looked back, his ebony eyes drifting from me to Itachi across from me.
"Who's that boy looking at you?" Itachi muttered quietly.
"Inuzuka Kiba." I replied, my voice low. "Ignore him, Itachi-san, he's not worth your time. We're here for--"
"Hai, I know." he replied, and didn't say another word, though his eyes were locked on me the whole time. I guess now's a good time to say I've been told I'm pretty. I have violet eyes and hair, the back reaching to past my shoulders and the front a bit like Hinatas, just longer on the sides. I could remember the times Sasuke would stare at my eyes. I'm sure he wouldn't want to now, because before they were like those of an innocent girl, and now those of a shinobi. After I finished my tea off, Itachi stood and placed some money on the table.
"We should go." He said, and I stood.
"Hai." I said.
"Don't back down if I tell you to attack, Sora." He told me, and I looked into his hypnotising crimson eyes; I knew he wouldn't dare do anythig to me.
"Don't worry." I said, a false smile spreading across my face. "I would never disobey you." I looked back ahead.
'And...I want to see how strong my "friends" have gotten...'
