This is a tiny pathetic chapter. Ill probably lengthen it. Im not sure where i want to go, because the next few hundred words set the entire story into motion. bear with me while i decide.
I think my story really isn't to par with the stuff you all write, so...I'm sorry if my chapters are short. I'm sorry if my story sucks. Can you all forgive me? I can't improve if I don't try.
On a happier note: I'm going to see Placebo in concert::dies in happiness:: common Tuesday..hurry up!
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto then the story would be more about Garra-san. If the story was more about Garra-san, then it would be called Garra not Naruto. ... ... ::closes eyes, wishes, then glances at her naruto box set. It still reads Naruto.:: See?
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Chapter 3: a deal with the devil
Sakura instinctively reached for the perfect Jade-colored orb that sat on the only remaining dais. It was shiny and seemed to glow dimly. Call it feminine instinct to collect the glittering object.
She didn't notice the still barely-smoking incense stuck in the sand.
Or how it sputtered as she approached.
She missed the barely-there seals surrounding the rock.
And how strained they were.
No notice of the way the other dais' all looked blown apart.
Or the paintings of demons on the sides of the shrine.
Too little, too late she felt the dark aura in the orb. Her hand closed around it, and the world went black.
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::dances::