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is this our fairytale?
is this we we start?
is this how we end?
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Once Upon a Time
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I don't own Naruto
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Once upon a time
There was a little girl
She'd skip when she should walk
She loved to dance and twirl
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A little girl walked down the road, greeting everyone (who would look at her) cheerfully. Everyone would (quickly) wave back at her, because they knew her (and then turn back to whatever they had been doing).
She was a tiny (frail?) thing, but all smiles (when she was happy, at least).
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Bore hair pink like candy
Stared with eyes bright and green
She was kind and gentle
And never acted mean
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She had strange hair and eyes (not like any of her parents, people would whisper). Most of the time (but not always), they only served to make her look more cheerful and adorable.
She had a kind disposition (but could someone who looked like that be mean?), and treated (almost) everyone the same (you remember the little boy with hair like the sun whom everyone was forbidden to go near don't you?).
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During school they asked her
"What do you want to be?"
The girl said in earnest
"I'll be a kunoichi!"
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It was her dream. She didn't know much (anything) about the war, but she knew that protecting her village was what she wanted to do (but that meant she didn't know what it was like, how it would slowly kill her, little by little – ). She wanted to fight, to be a kunoichi (but kunoichi don't always fight on the field, little one).
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No one could believe it
Her dream would not come true
Weaklings like her couldn't
Not if she wanted to
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She frowned, the expression marring her (not-so-perfect) face. Weak? Am I weak? she thought. No one had ever told her that (to her face) before. Did that mean she couldn't do it, couldn't be a kunoichi?
She'd just have to try harder then (she'd always been and will always be stubbornstubbornstubborn), wouldn't she?
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She cried herself to sleep
Later on that night
Clutching her teddy bear
Holding the covers tight
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The young pink-haired girl lay (tossed and turned) in her bed. Shiny streaks (tear trails) went down her cheeks. Her eyebrows were furrowed, making lines appear on her (too big) forehead.
It wasn't the first (won't be the last) time she had cried (will cry) herself to sleep.
They had told her that she couldn't be a ninja (again). She was weak (could never be able to protect anyone), she was shy (would never fight), and her forehead was too big (should not be allowed to be one).
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Once upon a time
There was a little boy
His gait was simple, proud
His kin's his greatest joy
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A little boy walked through the courtyard, humming to himself, and beaming at everyone who walked by (because there weren't many of them who weren't on a mission). They would always spare (because they would never give) him a smile and continue to their destination. He was content (happy, just say it, we won't think any less of you, little Uchiha) and loved everyone in his family.
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His hair was black as night
And his eyes looked the same
All the girls adored him
Everyone knew his name
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He was the dark enigmatic (as enigmatic as a seven-year-old could be) boy. The girls flocked to him, except for the shy few. Most (but not all, remember the little girl with eyes like the moon that was – is – forever bound by her clan?) of the shy ones still liked him.
He was known throughout the Academy (for being the loved little boy or for being the younger brother of the genius?).
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He was a quiet child
He liked to play alone
One day, he heard a sound
While walking through his home
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Despite his immense popularity, he kept to himself. The only person he played with was his beloved nii-san. He was (was) his role model. They all lived (pretended to live) happily and safely inside the compound.
So when the little boy heard the noise, he went running (and regretted it ever since).
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His family lay dead
With his entire clan
Killed by his own brother
He swore to kill that man
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Why? he thought. Weren't we happy? He didn't (want to) understand. He only saw the images again and again (and again and again and again – ), the torture brought on by his (beloved?) nii-san.
He knew what he needed to do (why but I thought avenge kill him – ).
He grew up.
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He cried for the last time
Later on that night
In his dreams, he still saw
That awful, gruesome sight
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The young boy (scarred for life) lay in his bed.
He stopped (tried to stop) his tears and told himself that he would never let his emotions to get the better of him again (except hate, hate was good). He couldn't, not if he wanted to (had to) kill a person he had once called (would never again call) his brother.
But the bad dreams (nightmares, little boy, just say it) kept coming.
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Once upon a time
The girl met the boy
He just pushed her away
Said she only annoyed
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She thought he was beautiful. Everything she wasn't (graceful, good-looking, strong).
So she tried to get near him. She tried to get him to see, she wasn't like the others (was she?), but he shut everyone out (and for good reason, you don't know what happened, little girl).
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The girl didn't give up
Like vines she clung to him
While his mind was drifting
In dreams of what happened
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He couldn't (wouldn't) forget his goal. He trained, day after day, exceeding everyone else in the class (like his nii-san?). There couldn't be distractions, so he shook off all the girls that followed him around like a lost puppy (but that's what you are, not-little-any-longer boy).
It worked (he forgot how to be happy how to have fun how it felt to be loved – but he couldn't shake her off).
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No matter what she tried
All the boy did was stare
No matter what he did
The girl was always there
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But the girl, that girl, she wouldn't leave him alone. She was put on his team (who needs them?) and she (and the other boy, the dead last) would bring him down. He didn't want a team, he wanted to avenge.
So...why was he happy? (Ramen smiles laughter all around physical contact hospital visitors teamteamteam – )
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Once upon a time
The boy made the girl cry
He threw no more insults
He only said goodbye
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She tried again. She would not (could not) fail, would not let what the other kids told her before come true (can't. save. anyone). She was no longer clinging to him, no longer humouring her fantasies (he would sweep her off her feet - they would say 'I love you' - they would live happily ever after).
Stay, she asked (begged) him. She tried her hardest (not good enough); poured out her heart (I love you), but it (still) wasn't enough.
He wasn't allowed to be happy, to have friends. He needed to go.
But he didn't try to (want to?) push her away this time. He just made one comment (annoying) and (broke her heart) disappeared.
Appearing behind her, he whispered words into her ear (thank you). He said the words once, but she heard the words again and again (thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou...) before she blacked out.
He heard what she whispered again and again in his head long after he (knocked her out - left her on a bench) left.
(Sasuke-kun)