Hi everyone! First off, I'd like to thank all of those who followed, favorited or reviewed this story. I was blown away by the positive response. I'll be honest with you, it made me slightly hesitant to post again. I hope you enjoy this chapter as much as you did the previous.

Again, the characters will be slightly OOC, and I have changed their names to fit in with the reincarnation. Here's the list of characters and their new names:

Sasuke Uchiha- Cade Gray

Hinata Hyuga- Hannah Haralson

Sakura Haruno- Lilly Hall

Naruto Uzumaki- Luke Wright

I do not own Naruto or the cover image. I found the cover image on Google.

Lilly

When I was in tenth grade, my school preformed Les Miserables. I was always a dramatic person, and on a whim, I auditioned. Somehow, I got the role of Fantine. I'd always thought of myself as an empathetic person. I thought I understood what she felt; what it was like to lose everyone and everything you ever loved. To be so hopeless that all you can do is try to remember the good times.

I was wrong.

You can't comprehend what it's like to be that hopeless unless you've been in that dark place. You can fool yourself into believing that you do, but you don't. I learned that when I lost everything. I had everything, just like Fantine. I had my whole life ahead of me. He was part of it. My completing half. However, he betrayed me. Stole everything from me. Took away the most important thing you can possess: hope.

Just like what happened to Fantine.

And so, I rot. I rot into an empty, blurred shell of nothing. The emptiness spreads through my body, through my fingertips, down my spine. I'm hollow from the inside out.

I hear voices. Fingers begin to probe me, and a scream threatens to emerge from my throat. I want to tell them to stop, but my throat is burning, my lips refusing to form words. But their touch is different from IT's. It's firm, but gentle. I feel something being wrapped around my arm, encasing me. I shiver, and my eyes open.

Cade

You can tell a lot about someone by looking in their eyes. If they're happy or sad. If they're sick or healthy. If they have something to live for or not. If they are dead or alive.

I know that when people say that eyes are the window to the soul, they're probably right.

I learn a lot about Lilly as soon as she opens her eyes.

I'm wrapping her wounds when I see them. A flash of jade. They could be beautiful, but they're lifeless, dead. I look at her and I know she's broken. I know she's been through hell and back, and she's not going to trust me. Trust anyone for that matter. I look at her and I see the walls she's built to shield herself from getting hurt again. I see pain and shame and loathing. I see hate.

Whoever did this to her was one hell of a bastard.

Then, it hits me. With dizzying force, a tidal wave. An auditory and visual hallucination that blinds my senses. My vision swims as the pictures begin to swirl around in my brain. A boy; his blonde hair soaked and dripping. He's lying on the ground, his eyes shut. Pain ripples through my neck and shoulder, and my hand reaches up and clutches it. I cry out. My knees fail me, and I fall to the rain-soaked ground. My face is inches away from his, and something slips off my forehead. It hits the ground.

The sensation leaves just as soon as it came. The images disappear, and I'm back in the hospital room. I can feel drops of sweat forming and trailing down my face. My head pounds, my vision is still blurry. I can feel eyes staring into me, I hear voices, but the words they're saying don't make much sense to me. I look at her. Her eyes are wide, and I make the mistake of looking into them again.

The wooziness comes back and one last image splays across my field of vision. Green eyes, filling with moisture. Her lower lip begins to quiver. The desperate look on her face makes my stomach hurt. I turn around so I don't have to face her. My throat burns as she cries out, "I love you with all my heart!"

Suddenly, I'm behind her. I inhale her scent. Cherry blossoms. My mouth begins to move on its own accord.

"Thank you for everything… Sakura."

Sakura.

Luke

"Hello?"

"Naruto?"

"What is it, Hinata?"

"I- I think he remembered."

"He…are you sure?"

"I…I think so. He was fine until she woke up. Sakura, I mean."

"What happened?"

"The same thing that happened to me when I met you. He was perfectly fine, and then he just spaced out. When he snapped out of it, he got sick."

"And Sakura?"

"She hasn't spoken yet."

"Take care of her for me, okay? She'll remember somehow. I promised them we'd all see each other again. And I'll do whatever it takes to keep that promise."

I hope you enjoyed it! Please review and tell me what you thought!

Best Regards,

Ivy