Team Sharingan: Secret Meetings.

Pre-Prologue, Another Failed Mission.

The sun was just starting to set. The sky was dark blue with a hue of reddish- pink streaks across the centre. A gentle breeze blew against their cold, tired bodies. This wasn't the first mission to retrieve their old comrade that turned out like this. It was one of many. He either stated, with a cold heartless venom to his voice, that he wasn't coming home; or like this time, he simply wasn't there.

A tall blonde-haired shinobi was walking back to his village after another pointless and not to mention failed mission, with his kunoichi comrade clutched tightly to his side; her eyes full of despair, disappointment and sadness. They were nearly back home just a couple of minutes away. The whole way there was full of pained silence; both of them lost in their own thoughts.

"Naruto-kun," the pink-haired kunoichi barely whispered, "I cant believe it, we were so close. Its all my fault, if I had just stopped him from leaving in the first place, none of this would be happening." she took in a deep breath and then exhaled slowly, as if to hold back tears.

Naruto pulled her closer to him; hurt shining in his big blue eyes. "No Sakura-chan, you did your best; even if you managed to stop him then, he would have just left another time."

He guided her over to a stone bench, just outside the village gates. They both sat in silence for a few moments, listening to the soft breeze, and the rustling of leaves in the forest around them. He still had his arm around her waist to comfort her; whilst she had her head resting on the crook of his shoulder. Her emerald eyes started to fill with warm tears, that ran down her pale face; leaving silver tracks in their wake, that glistened in the moonlight.

The blonde lifted his hand to her face, gently trying to wipe the sadness from her soul; but the tears just kept flowing. "Don't cry, Sakura-chan, it's okay. I'll get him back for you, because I made you a promise and I ain't going back on my word; that's my nindo, remember." After a brief pause, he added, "My way of the ninja."

He took her chin in his hand, slightly tilting her head up, and placed a small kiss -that betrayed how much it actually meant- on her forehead. "Am sorry darling, I really am."

She let out a little sigh, "Its fine. Not that you have anything to be sorry for."

She looked up at him then, and gave him a sad attempt of a smile. It felt like piercing a kunai through his heart. He hated to see her like this. It hurt him, so much more than words could say. Oh Sakura-chan, if only I had been stronger back then, he would be here now; that's what I have to be sorry for.

"You coming? I need to report to Tsunade no baa-chan, before she bites my head off." He then let out a little laugh, trying to lighten up the situation.

"Um.. No Naruto-kun. I think I'll stay here for a while, you know; go ahead and report the mission to Tsunade-sama, and I'll see you tomorrow.. Ne?" she pulled him close, and planted a kiss on his cheek.

The blonde pulled her into a tight embrace, before he got to his feet and said, "Yeah, okay; but don't stay out here too long, I don't want you too catch a cold. Be careful."

He started to walk off in the direction of the gates, but as a thought came to mind, he quickly turned around and shouted, "I'll just tell Genma your out here, so I don't have to be worried about my cherry blossom." He smiled and then headed off into the dark streets of Konoha.

The pink-haired kunoichi let out a small wimpery sigh. Sitting back into the bench, she lifted her knees up, resting her forearms on them. Soon as she placed her head in her arms she felt the tears streaming down her legs. Her pink hair fell gracefully over her arms, unintentionally hiding herself from view, and slightly tickling her knee's. But this didn't make her laugh, not even a tiny smile made its way across her full lips. The silent tears turned into uncontrollable sobs. She just sat their late into the night and cried for all she was worth.

After an hour or so, she calmed down. Her head of bright pink hair was still in her arms; she hadn't moved an inch. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts and emotion, that she failed to notice the dark figure crouched on a tree limb, watching her intently.

He decided it was time for his presence to be known; still suppressing his chakra from her, he jumped down from the tree, landing on bended knee, then rose to his feet. He was roughly the same high as Naruto; same build too. His hair was a deep midnight blue, probably raven to be more precise, that went down to his shoulders. He slowly approached, his pitch black eyes never leaving her small frame. The pink-haired woman still didn't notice him, but with him being a skilled nukenin he was, who would have.

"Its been quite some time, hasn't it, Sakura-chan?"

She shuddered at the voice. Thats.. thats..

She slowly lifted her head up, not quite sure if she wanted to confirm who it was. Her usual bright green eyes were a darker shade, reflecting her inner sadness. She looked into his onyx eyes, and froze..

To tell you the truth, this is the very first fanfiction i wrote a few years back; but i never finished it. It was poorly written, utterly disgraceful, and was screeming to be saved when i found it the other day.

Whenever i have time i will fix, type and upload a chapter. It will be slow updates, sorry, but i have four other storys in the making, as well as a ton of coursework to get through. Though i refuse to waste my time re-writing this story out, if your not going to put the effort into reviewing, and letting me know what you think; so its all up to you guys. :)

Ja ne,
Rudiieee-Mikomii.x