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Fighting Fate
Prologue
She regrets that this is the way she will die. She wants to live. Even though she knows that her wound is fatal, she fights to stay alive just a little longer. She thinks back to her dreams and who she is. Her hand clenches and her nails dig bloody half-moons on her palm. She realizes that she doesn't like herself, she is too dependant on others and that even now, after all her training, she is weak. If she had tried harder, done more, maybe everyone on her team wouldn't have died. She hates the fact that, only now she knows this. But she can change nothing, she is dying.
Her chest feels heavy; like a steel weight getting heavier between her breasts, until finally, it takes her breath away. After that, the onslaught of pain travelling from her nerve endings to her brain, the stars shining brightly in the distance, the groans of the dying, hers too, fades to nothing around her..
She remembers pretty jewelry, long hair, her first day at the academy, a bee taking honey from a flower, the stunning beauty of a sunrise, Naruto's blond hair, eating dango at the tea house down the road, a magnificent thunderstorm, her Shishou destroying a boulder with a flick of her finger. She remembers guessing the shape of the clouds on a sunny day, the pure note of a flute, Sasuke's hands in his pockets, the crest of her family, the bright laughter of children, ducks on a shower curtain. She sees many, many things; things that she never truly appreciated, and things that made her what she is today. She sees Ino's blue eyes, leaves in her tea, someone she doesn't know dying, someone she knows dying, her parents kissing, a tall building, a mother giving ice cream to her child. She sees a forest, Kakashi-sensei's mask, blood splatters, pearl earrings, a stranger smiling, roasted fish. Thousands of memories flash before her eyes in a matter of seconds.
They keep coming, until suddenly, so fast she doesn't even realize, the images turn to colour, smell, and sound. Time goes on and she is hit by a blur of sensory information so vast, it overflows from her mind until nothing is left; just black, encompassing darkness.
He was so old he'd lost count of the many years he'd lived. Years merged into decades, decades merged into centuries and even then he kept on living. He couldn't remember half the things he had done in life, and most days he didn't even bother. He did however realize that though he wasn't a bad person, he had done many, many bad things in his existence.
That was why he now found himself in a town that looked like it had been razed from the ground, standing before the only remaining person that seemed to still have life in her. Her hands were clenched, like, if she were to relax, her life would slip from her fingers. She was looking up, so he followed her gaze and noticed the stars were blinking down at him. He blinked back, and wondered if she was worth saving. Many of them weren't, but he supposed there were one or two that made up for the others. His eyes fell down to her still body once more, and he realized that while he had been looking up at the sky, she had died. He looked at her blood soaked hair, her unblinking green eyes, the bloody gash that had taken her life and finally at her unclenched fingers.
It was then, that he decided that he would save her.. he, after all, had to do at least one nice thing every once in awhile.
Preview:
"Who are you?"
"I guess you can't tell huh?" The old woman laughed bitterly. The grotesque scare are her face was glaringly obvious. As her cynical smile faded, she looked up and met Sakura's gaze. "I'm you."
AU : The rest of the fic will be in past tense.
This is a Kakashi x Sakura fanfiction.
I hope this was enjoyed, and that my terrible grammar didn't put you off to much. After awhile I just got tired of checking for mistakes :P Tell what you guys think.. constructive criticism is always welcome. If you have any tips, questions or see any mistakes let me know.
