Happy Little Girl: Thank you for all the reviews! You always know how to make me happy. Well here's the second (first because the other was a prologue) of the story. Hope you enjoy it!

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"Talking"

"Thinking"

""Inner""

Unknown P.O.V.

"Help! Please someone help me!" A man yelled breathless. His legs were running as fast as his state would allow him. That state being half dead. One arm was twisted at an unusable state; the other arm has a twisted wrist. And by twisted, it had been turned clockwise 3 times. His nose was broken behind belief, and his left had been ripped out of his socket.

"Why is no one coming? Help, someone quick, come and help me!" He screamed into the open summer air. Mosquito's buzzed around, but no one was coming to help this damned man. He was running, sprinting, trying to save himself. It seemed like this alley way would never end. How many times had he seen that trash can again? He shook his head trying to clear his thoughts, bad mistake. The unknown kunai lodged into the back of his neck hit a nerve ending that sent his tumbling to the ground.

His left leg twisted to the side.

He started crying, praying to Kami to save him. His sobbing made him more tired, which in turn, made him more tired to fight for his life. Soon he just laid there, staring at the moonless night. Stars twinkling above him, mocking him. Soft footsteps knocked him out of his state. Soon, he started crawling away from the sound. "Help! Help! Help!" He screamed, hoping to alert at least someone! The footsteps stopped. His hash breathing was the only sound.

Soon a long skinny pike lodged itself into his kidney, he screamed in pain. Blood forming into his mouth.

"Look what you did, you got blood everywhere! Bad boy, you need to be punished." An unknown female whispered. She took out another spike and slashed his arm. "They're a tad amount of poison that will destroy your ability to move. Fun, no?"

The female licked the tip of the pike, she then smirked. Sticking the spiked into the ground, taking out a kunai she spilled a small puddle of blood onto the alleyways dirty floor. After making the blood take the shape of an upside down triangle, she pulled the pike out of the ground. "Let the fun begin."

She stabbed herself in the thigh, then the other. Over and over again she stabbed her self in non-life threatening places, dragging the pleasure out as long as she could. ""Sakura, hurry up, it's almost 3:00am in the morning.""

Sighing the female, grabbing the spike, which had been stabbed into her left foot at the time, she plunged it into her heart. The man screamed loudly, before falling over dead. ""Finally."" Her inner screamed in her head. A small headache forming. Rolling her eyes, she gathered her supplies, no evidence must be left. That's what he always taught her.

Trudging to her lodgings, blood formed at every step she took. Grinding her teeth a bit, she stripped herself of her clothes, after taking a spare out of a scroll. She lit the alley on fire.

No evidence must be left.

Sakura's P.O.V.

I was enjoying my nice, peaceful slumber until it was interrupted rudely by the loud wailing of my dreaded alarm clock. I grasped the sharp kunai I kept under my pillow and stabbed it several times before I was satisfied. It gave a small cry of defeat before going on to the land of deceased alarm clocks. I rolled over and curled up into a ball, unable to fall asleep, yet I wanted to enjoy the warmth of my small twin bed a little while longer.

""Dammit Sakura, that is the 17th alarm clock this month.""

I ignored my inner and continued to stare out of the window. The sun hadn't even come up yet, but I was slightly wide-awake. Rolling out of the bed and falling onto pile of old clothing I left purposely left there so whenever I rolled out of bed I wouldn't falling to my ever impending doom. Grabbing a, hopefully, clean towel off the floor from the pile I trudged into my bathroom to begin my morning routine.

I groaned as the hot water massaged my aching muscles. "Next time, shorter ritual" Scrubbing the blood out of my hair, and body was a aggravating task. Soon my entire body was cleaned and I could begin FINALLY getting ready.

I towel dried my body and hair and started with the undershirt of my outfit. It was long sleeved, tight around my abdomen and loose around my arms. I grabbed the silver and black waist corset next and tied it closed. Then came the skirt, it came down to the middle of my thighs, underneath went my petticoat. The petticoat had several layers, all looked useless but secretly had a purpose.

In the shinobi world, no matter how strong you are, the men always looked down on the women. So, while they underestimate me in battle, I take out my secret weapons and sacrifice them, damning then to the deepest and inner most ring of hell. Reserved for the hell damned Kami worshippers. ""Saku-chan, calm down, you're going to rip the overalls.""

Sighing I continued to dress myself. When everything was in place, I clipped on the overalls, pulled the socks up onto my thigh, and slipped my small feet into the worn-down black combat boots, I finally left my house. Looking up at the sky, I estimated it to be around 7:30am in the morning. Picking up my pace I half walked have ran to the ramen shop where I knew he would be. The opening lecture for new Konoha shinobi is at 8, and it would take 25 minutes to walk from the ramen shop to the lecture hall.

I was finally there when I heard the familiar slurping sounds of Naruto when he scarfed down as much miso and beef ramen as he can in the time span of when he gets there to when I drag him away. He was on his seventeenth bowl when I open the door flaps of the small restaurant.

"Are you ready? Or did you go through all that hard work, just to miss the lecture and wait another year?" I told him, slightly teasing him. His neck turned red, with embarrassment or anger, either one. He finished the bowl and slammed the appropriate amount of money on the table. I smirked and shook my head slightly.

"Neh, Saku-chan, why must you be so mean?" He whined as I dragged him through the streets to the hall.

"Because, if I had left you to finished another bowl, or say walk at your usual pace, we would be late." I tugged on his hand harder and soon we were sprinting towards the hall. I looked at the shadows on the ground, 7:46. I groaned and picked up my pace. For Naruto, it was either be dragged and half dead when he gets there, or run at her pace and be sweaty. He chose sweaty.

He tugged his hand out of my grasp and ran side by side along with me. Soon it became a race. We were toe and toe, neck and neck. I had barely broken a sweat, but he was near gasping for air. I quickened my pace leaving him in my dust, I turned my head to laugh at him but I ran into a wall before I could even take a breath.

Grabbing my head, I stood up slowly so I wouldn't get dizzy. "Who the hell put this wall here?" I mumbled to myself. That wall turned out to be Iruka-sensei. "Where the hell have you two been!" He began ranting to us about the importance of being on time and blah, blah, blah.

"It's 8:57! You two were supposed to be here at 8 on the dot!" He screamed at us.

I looked at my watch, showing him the LED lights that displayed 7:57. He shook his head at me, and grabbed us by our wrist and dragged us the rest of the wrist to the hall. More lectures came as we walked the rest of the way there. Don't do this, follow these rules, and always listen to your sensei.

"Oh my Jashin, does this guy ever shut the fuck up!"

"" Oh hush up. You were the one that was late.""

I grumbled without answering. When we finally reached the building he shoved us into a room, locked the door, and stomped down the hall.

Inside the room were 2 people. They kind of looked like twins. One I already knew, his name was Sasuke Uchiha and he was a brooding douche-bag. His raven black hair was gelled into the shape of a chickens butt, and thick "manly" lashes covered his obsidian eyes.

The second boy also had black hair; it had no shine yet it didn't look dry. It hung loosely, stuck slightly to his face. His also black eyes were pale and emotionless. At least the Uchiha had broody emotions in his. His cupid's bow was highly accented; he also had a permanent fake smile.

Shaking my head, I grabbed Naruto away from Sasuke before a fight could happen. We sat down in the middle of the empty classroom next to each other. Not because I liked the kid, I had to stop him from fighting with Sasuke. Even though I love bloodshed and pain, I want to be the one to kill the little bitch. Smirking, I put my head down, I was still tired. Fuck the sensei, I want sleep.

Happy Little Girl: Well here's the second chapter. She met her teammates, I introduced Sai 3 years too early, its midnight and I'm wide-awake. I passed ALL my midterms, and I'm getting a puppy named Ciel for Christmas. P.S. Who's going to Megacon in February! I am! I'm so excited, I'm a convention virgin and I'm so excited to break my hymen! Too much info? Yeah I thought so too… Anyway If you're going, review it and maybe we could hang out.. I don't even know XD. So read and review, 5 reviews until the next chapter! I love you all and Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanaza, *insert other holidays *.