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The Fall
Chapter 1
Naruto
Konoha High School had one of those boring assembly things at the beginning of every school year so they can pretend we did something on the first day back. They wasted a good hour and a half going over stuff like rules and policies and other things no one cares about.
I didn't pay that much attention. I was sitting next to one of my friends, so why would I when I could talk instead?
There is one thing I did remember hearing, though. I think it was because it had to do with the place everyone (me included) wanted to go at some point in their high school career.
"No one," said Principal Tsunade on that first day of my freshman year, "under any circumstances, is aloud to go on the school rooftop."
Kiba and I exchanged grins. We were so going to do it.
The first two months of school, though, there always seemed to be teachers hanging around the only entrance to the roof. I guess they realized that telling us not to go there was only going to make us want to go more. Most days, Kiba and I would walk by the entrance using the excuse that we were going to the vending machine down the hall. When nothing happened, the teachers slowly stopped going there and began to hang out with other teachers during their breaks instead.
Finally, one day, our chance came. The hall was deserted. No cameras were in sight. Our chance came.
It felt amazing to eat lunch on the roof. We kept doing it, and no one ever bothered us. We got more of our friends to come with us, even. As the weather got colder, we decided to eat inside. Winter passed, and we ate on the roof again.
April hit. Kiba and the others bought their lunch, and I'd brought mine (ramen), so I went ahead to the roof like usual.
Except someone was already there.
I recognized her. It was hard not to. No one else had hair like that in our school. But what was she doing? She'd gone over the safety rail. Not even we would do that; there was less than a foot of room to stand on that edge. The roof was three stories high.
That's when I got it: she was going to jump.
I didn't know what I was going to do; I just knew that I was going to try to do something. I didn't want her to jump. I didn't want her to die. Not her. Not her. Never her.
She turned around, fast, her green eyes flashing in my direction. She looked surprised when she saw me. And even more surprised when she fell.
She fell.
Sakura-chan fell.
My eyes burning, I ran for her – too slow, but I had to try.
"SAKURA-CHAN!" I screamed as loud as I could, flinging myself precariously over the rail that made her so far out of reach.
I made it just in time. To watch her hit the ground.
Sakura
When I died, there were no angels who glided down to guide my soul to a world above the clouds. No dark shadows of death dragged me down to burn for eternity, with only some evil red dude with a pitchfork and horns as company. I didn't see any dead people; I met none of my dead pets. Not even Goldy, who'd been flushed down the toilet when I found him floating at the top of his tank the morning after my mom bought him for me. I saw no Light.
All that was there was the pain; the fear; the hot blots that speckled the back of my eyes, so black they were white. And someone who called my name in an endless, strangled wail. Someone I knew.
