Well, it was really hard to write this DX I hated writing the flashback things that happened in the anime/manga, cause it didn't feel original and it felt realy annoying just copying out blatent things. Plus, I didnt know whether to use the anime or the manga version for the things, or the RAW japanese manga or anime or the translated/dubs of whatever x-x so I don't care if its wrong or not xD

Also, the layout of this will probs be screwed up cause the uploader destroyssss things -.- Also, read and review people D: I'm a review whore, I like reviews XD

Enjoy ;D Oh and also, if my writing sucks dont tell me for this chapter xD I didn't like it at all tbh DX But I must update sometime xD right?


Fragmented Lullabyes

Chapter 8

Fragmented Lullabies


She screamed as she trashed within his grip, screaming and crying after the dead blonde, shrieking as she saw his lifeless body tumble down. She cried as she felt his lifeless gaze rest upon her as her vision clouded, and hung her head low looking away from him as soon as she felt the presence that she had become so accustomed to just fade away.

"Let me go!" She cried, thrashing about within her captors strong arms, her words crumbling as wailed and gasped for breath. Her captor said nothing, and instead held her against his chest and stroking her back softly. Eventually, she stopped screaming and thrashing, continuing only to whimper as he crushed her lovingly against his chest.

"Why..?" He heard an almost inaudible whisper escape her lips, and slowly leant his cheek against the top of her head.

"Why what?" His voice came out smooth and mellow, as if he had not just killed singlehandedly one of the most dangerous S class ninja or lost his temper as he charged in. Sakura noticed this, and held back another whimper and cry, refusing to let this man relish in the fact that he was dead now. Nor did she want him to see more of her weak state than he had already seen.

"Why… Why did you kill him…" She whispered emotionlessly. Her words seemed calm, totally matching the image of her limp body leaning against his own. He just blinked slowly, closing his eyes and appearing to be thinking carefully of the words he used. After a while, he opened his eyes again and pulled away from Sakura slightly, only so much so he could look straight into her tired eyes. Staring into her eyes with such intensity, Sakura couldn't help her face burn red, hoping it was only because she was furious at him and not because of any physical attraction. He loosened his hold on her by releasing his arms for a brief second. His left arm encircling her waist, the other being brought up to her face to caress it. Stroking her cheeks with the back of his knuckles so gently that he barely touched her at all, it was like he thought she would break into pieces if he used any force at all. Sighing as he resisted the urge to possess her red lips, he settled by bringing himself closer and kissing her forehead gently, bringing her even closer to him and once again holding her against himself, but much gentler this time.

"I already warned you." He said gracefully, his words soft and gentle, completely betraying the message he was portraying. Sakura just looked blankly past his shoulder, tensing up as he held her tighter.

"I will kill anyone and everyone who dares try to come between us. He tried to do exactly that…" He said, his eyes dark and his hands shaking slightly from the intense anger that he emitted, crushing Sakura against him even more unintentionally and earning a painful whimper from her.

"How dare he try to take you away from me…" He repeated, stopping only when he felt a murderous aura head towards him. Still holding Sakura tightly, in less than a quarter of a second, he picked her up bridal style and jumped at least fifty yards away from where they previously were.

Looking back, dizzy and undecided, Sakura saw a series of bright explosions from where they were just standing. She wanted to bring her hopes up, to say that Deidara wasn't actually dead, but she knew better.

Before she knew it, they were moving again, dodging another series of explosions. Another two hundred yards away from their attackers, she was placed down in the hollow of a tree.

"Don't worry koishii. I'll protect you." Her captor said with a rush, placing a chakra barrier around her and leaving before she could refuse his offer. Whatever he would do to protect her, probably meant more people will die.

Unable to leave the tree hollow, she knew that the chakra barrier had also trapped her in, probably so that she couldn't escape again. Sighing, she gave up and settled with sitting down calmly.

Meanwhile, Sasuke flashed through distance between him and his enemies much faster than when he moved earlier with Sakura, and activated his sharingan. Dark tomos swirling, he counted each and every enemy that was currently hiding behind the dark fog. 'One… Two… Twelve…' Sasuke counted in his head, and eventually came to 30. Smirking, he knew that this would be easy, they should have gotten at least ten thousand if they wanted to even at least harm him. But he spoke too soon.

Smirking in dry humour, he recognised a familiar mob of blonde haired guys, charging towards him with a swirling ball of slicing chakra being pushed towards him. Instantly, he knew that all the other ninja had probably retreated, probably ran back home for some back up, or maybe just to hide in fear. Dodging all 11 groups of them, he settled with standing on a tree branch, smirking victoriously as he stood in front of the blonde Hokage. He knew straight away where the real one of him was, and that right now, Naruto was planning to strike him at his back with his back turned.

With a rustling of leaves, he knew what was coming, and swerved gracefully as if he were waltzing to the side, pivoting to face the next group. Catching one of the shadow clone's wrists, he tightened his grip on it slightly forcing it to shatter. Watching the rest of his shadow clones disappear in a puff of smoke, he once again returned his attention to the real one, who apparently didn't know whether to keep trying to attack, retreat, or just stay there and try to get his old friend back. Sasuke was the first to speak.

"Yo." He said casually, even having the nerve to wave to the blonde as though he was just passing by an old friend or something, which he was, but not for the most friendly of reasons people could think of.

"Teme…" Naruto started, opening his mouth bigger about to speak, he hesitated and shook his head, looking from the tree branch Sasuke was standing on back down to his own feet, closing his mouth as he did. Looking back up, he finally tried to get his words out.

"Why are you here?" He managed to blurt out, hoping that his voice wasn't too unsteady. Sasuke returned his gaze with a stronger, more piercing look, one that he used on his enemies a lot. His mouth forming a grim line, he practically spat out the next question.

"Why did you form a mission to assassinate Sakura?" He seethed through gritted teeth, obviously holding back a scowl or two. Naruto just looked at him in surprise, surprised that the Uchiha actually cared for their pink haired ex-teammate, before gulping down hard. Sakura however, was within the tree hollow that Sasuke had left her in, the opening hidden by a complex genjutsu. Sakura's eyes widened in shock, placing one of her hands over her mouth, she tried to muffle her own voice. Suddenly, even though she was used to being hated, she felt sick to her stomach and even had to fight the urge to puke. Sasuke was now glaring daggers into Naruto, completely aware that Sakura was listening to this. But it was for her own good.

"Why would you care? You tried to kill her many a time." Naruto retaliated triumphantly, trying to get his courage back, but instantly regretted it as Sasuke's glare intensified even more, his seething murderous aura was so great, that even though it wasn't aimed at him, it was practically choking the blonde.

"I would have never harmed her. Back then, I had to if I didn't want Orochimaru to kill her." He snarled, clenching his fists hard enough to make his palm bleed. Naruto noticed this, and unconsciously took a step back.

"Scared?" Sasuke asked. Naruto just gulped, not answering at all, feeling the attention coming back on to him. He was starting to worry when the reinforcements would arrive.

"I'll ask you one more time. Why did you form a mission to assassinate Sakura?" Sasuke repeated, his patience was running low with him. Naruto realised this too, and guessed it wouldn't hurt to tell him, since he thought no one else was listening.

"The council and I, as well as a lot of people in Konoha decided she was too dangerous and mentally instable to stay here. She was a threat." Naruto said thoughtfully, it was one of those rare occasions where he thought before he spoke. Sasuke knew this all beforehand, but he wanted Sakura to know that Konoha had betrayed her, and that it wasn't safe for her anywhere apart from with him. His plan worked, and he already knew that she was crying.

"Sakura… Did you hear what that asshole said?" Sasuke said calmly, gesturing to the bottom of the tree. Naruto froze. In utter shock, his gaze darted around the area, scanning it for any other presence other than Sasuke's and his own. Upon hearing a soft sniffle and whimper, he immediately realized that Sakura had been sitting there all this time, right in front of him.

He wanted to shout out to her an explanation, an apology maybe, but it was too late. Sasuke's hand was wrapped around his neck already. Not even given the chance to choke, he was crushed against the back of a tree trunk, and pinned to it by a number of kunai.

Unable to move his hands or legs, he spat out blood that rose from his punctured stomach and lungs, moving his mouth in an attempt to ask why Sasuke was letting him live for now, but his voice wouldn't come out. Strangely enough, Sasuke knew what he tried to ask him, or it could have just been the fact he can lip read.

"I'm letting you live so you can watch every single person you love and kept dear suffer and burn in hell in front of you. I'm letting you live so you can feel what you Konoha bastards have done to make Sakura and I suffer." He said, before turning his back on him and going back inside the tree hollow and watching Sakura hug her knees as she cried softly.

"I… I can't believe they all… For so long… I risked my life to protect them all!" She cried miserably, hiccupping at times as well. Stroking her hair softly, he pulled her into a comforting hug.

"Koishii..." He whispered into her ears softly, kissing her tears away. Sakura did nothing to try to push him away, nor did she listen to what he said. "Koishii… This is your punishment. This is your punishment for running away from me. I hope that you will forgive me later, though, it doesn't matter if you don't." He said softly, adding a further unspoken 'because you definitely will' in his head. She didn't respond.

Understanding how she felt, he picked her up gently, bridal style, and cancelled the chakra barrier and genjutsu. Turning around to the exit, he left the tree hollow, and sped off in the direction of the village gates.

Smirking as he had guessed there would be some type of defence and reinforcements, his grin grew darker as he thanked them silently for bringing them all within his reach.

Placing Sakura down on her feet softly, he summoned a giant snake with multiple heads. She watched cautiously as they moved towards the village and yelped in shock as they started tearing away at the gate with their teeth, slamming against the concrete walls with their bodies and tails.

Screaming as she saw several people get crushed gruesomely by tumbling buildings, she screamed out to her captor to stop it. He didn't seem to hear her, but she didn't stop trying.

"Please! Stop it! I won't run away again, I'm sorry! I-I won't disobey you again, PLEASE, stop hurting them!" She screamed to him as loud as he could, but all she got as a response was a look that reminded her of what he had said earlier. 'Koishii. This is your punishment'.

Black marks that resembled petals grew out from his neck and around his body, totally contrasting his pale ivory skin. Sakura's eyes widened in shock. She knew those marks from somewhere, she was definitely sure of that.

"Sakura… Who did that to you?" A dark voice entered her head, sending chills throughout her body. Despite her already shaken self, the image of those black marks haunted her, giving her an unearthly shudder. It took all she had to not fall onto her knees and cry like a baby.

Still shaking with fright, she watched at the giant white snake with multiple heads destroyed building after building. Another cold sensation encaged her, making her feel like she was being stabbed over and over again through her chest. Tears running down her cheeks, she recognised this fear. This had definitely happened at least once before, but why couldn't she remember it?

Suddenly she heard an unnatural but familiar shriek, facing her captor once again; she guessed that somehow Naruto had gotten loose. She held her breath in pain as she watched his bloody form charge at her captor's unaware body, but the rest she didn't know as everything had moved in a sudden flash. Before she realised it, she was in the air falling as Sasuke held her tightly. The harsh wind had a scent of pure grounded metal, so she braced herself for more swift movement.

Just as she predicted, Sasuke darted from place to place as more exploding kunais were sent towards him, as well as various other weapons. Sakura watched her captor's facial expressions. She had never seen anyone so talented before; he could dodge hundreds of attacks in less than a second whilst carrying a burden, and not even break a sweat. In fact, during the whole ordeal, he had never once taken his gaze off of her.

Finally, after a dozen more groups of attacks, Sasuke put Sakura down on her feet. Sakura didn't understand why he did that, nor did she understand the glint in his eye as he did that, until one of the snake heads approached her. The head curled around Sakura gently, entrapping her safely with its neck (A/N Ok, wtf do you call that thing? XD Is it a neck or a body) and lifting her high up above the village gates. Her eyes cloudy pebbles, she watched miserably as she saw the other several heads smashing and destroying more houses and shops.

Looking down she watched as Naruto, once again, tried to attack her captor. Naruto had made at least 40 shadow clones of himself, and her captor did nothing but smirk at him knowingly. She guessed because he had the sharingan, he would be able to see through all of Naruto's attacks. More of the fighting went on, and eventually she could see that the Uchiha had gotten tired of it all.

Sasuke didn't even have to make the seals, he only had to channel the chakra carefully which had taken him only a few months to master. Eventually, a huge lightning orb was placed in right hand, and what could have been described as birds chirping deafened everyone around them. She guessed that it would be just a much flashier version of Kakashi's chidori, though she wondered how he had attained it. In response, Naruto just growled, the kyuubi part of him becoming more and more in control. Also not forming any seals at all, he formed a huge version of his normal raesengan, and dove in towards Sasuke as he did likewise.

Sakura was in indescribable pain. As soon as they had both completed their jutsu's, her head started splitting, she was starting to lose control over her own body, and she knew she would soon lose consciousness.

The last thing she knew that happened whilst she was awake, was him kissing her on the back of her head gently whilst placing a palm over her eyes and saying, 'It's time to end this koishii. It's time to say goodbye."


Breathing rushedly, she failed adapt to her surroundings. Piercing bright sunlight blinded her eyes, forcing her to wince as she felt herself steadily drop.

After a while, the light seemed to grow fainted, and felt herself become encaged by the darkness. Trying to scream, she found she had no voice or freedom in her movements.

Eventually, the constant falling stopped, and she could once again see.

She stood there, trying to catch her bearings. She was on what looked like a hospital roof… Konoha's hospital roof…

Looking around, all she could see was white sheets hanging to dry under the hot sun. That sun felt so nostalgic, as if it were one of those summer days that had left her when everyone around her died. Looking around again, she looked down to her feet and noticed a trailing dress that cut her above her knees. Glancing at the rest of her dress, she noticed she was wearing the exact same outfit she wore when she was about 13. Gasping as she realized that she was in Konoha again, she definitely knew that she was in either a dream or a genjutsu again.

Her thinking stopped as she heard loud quarrelling from the other side of those white sheets. Instinctively, her body led her there, her body approaching where the bickering had come from and reached for one of the white sheets blocking her view.

Her instincts telling her something was wrong, she could only find out what it was too late.

Shrieking as hot flames immediately burned the white sheet she was touching into a crisp, she jumped back and fell down onto her butt. Getting up again, she cursed her 13 year old self for not being as agile and flexible as she wanted herself to be.

But that was when she saw it, both a younger Naruto and a younger version of the man who had captured her.

They were charging at each other, rasengan in Naruto's hand, chidori in the other.

Eyes wide as she watched them charge into their death, something uncontrollable took over her body and ran towards them, as if she were attempting to sacrifice herself so that neither of them would die.

Both the boys noticed this, but gritted their teeth and cursed at the fact that they couldn't stop their attacks.

Sakura screamed, and everything was in slow motion.

This fleeting feeling of fear…

This trembling feeling of worry and care…

That long forgotten feeling of love…

All of those crept up Sakura's spine, forcing her to remember the dreams and hopes that she had buried deep down.

Still screaming, everything went dark as she closed her eyes as she screamed and ran towards them, anticipating the worst case scenario and waiting for someone to guide her to the afterlife.

But it never came.

Instead, when she opened her eyes again, the familiar figure of her old teacher, Kakashi, stood behind her, effectively grabbing both of their wrists and throwing them at opposite directions, probably breaking a few bones from the impacts.

She stood gaping, she had never remembered this happening, and she couldn't remember the last time her old teacher had tried to help her.

Ready for combat or retaliation from the older jounin, she waited for him to strike her. But he never did. All he did was raise an eyebrow, before facing the other two and scolding them for using those techniques.

Unsure of what to do, she had felt like she didn't belong in this scene anymore, but still was unsure why Kakashi hadn't tried to kill her yet, like he was supposed to in Naruto's orders. That was until she remembered that she was in her 13 year old state, dream or genjutsu.

Hesitating before glancing over to the younger form of her captor, she swallowed nervously as he stood up. Piercing her with a stony glare, he huffed before turning to leave.

At that moment, she was dealt another pang in the head, and the scenery suddenly changed to a hospital bed.

Guessing she was in the hospital still, she wondered what had happened as she stared at his pale face.

Raven locks splurged across his face and the white pillows as he stared upwards, she cringed as she felt worry approach her again. Not understanding why she would feel this way, she sat down on a chair and looked at her surroundings.

Across her, was an ordinary wooden table, the same she had been forced to look at for hours on end when she was still working as a doctor. On top of that desk, was a glass vase filled with a few white roses. Chuckling inwardly, she guessed he was pretty popular with the girls even when he was young. Her thought was interrupted as she felt a chilling ghostly breeze brush past her, forcing a swift image to be input into her head.

The image was of her, standing in front of Ino whilst holding that same white flower. Gulping, she guessed she was the one who bought them, but winced in pain as she tried to remember why.

A few painful moments passed, and she only realised until she had finished that she had been peeling and cutting an apple. In amazement she watched her body move against her will again as her hands placed the apple slices onto a single porcelain plate, brushing the peelings into a nearby bin. Somehow as well, Naruto was lying on the floor in pain. Her mouth moving on its own as well, her voice seemed to have a mind of its own too. For some reason, she sounded cheerful and she could have guessed she looked cheerful too. Looking down onto the apple, she watched herself offer small talk to her company, not looking up until she heard a rustle beside her.

As she did, she noticed out of the corner of her eyes that he was staring.

He was watching her slowly, with an unreadable expression. Fighting the urge to glare at him, she could have sighed if she could as her body placed the plate on her lap and moved closer towards him.

Her mouth moving on its own as well, her voice seemed to have a mind of its own too.

"_-kun… Here, have some apple."

Suddenly, in a flash the younger version slapped her hand away making her yelp with surprise, sending the plate to smash against the walls in the process. Immediately, before she could help it, pain and rejection caused her to numb, and she could only watch as he tried to pick up a fight with Naruto. Judging from the circumstances, earlier he wasn't staring at her, and this probably happened before the first scene. Not even taking into account what was happening, she let her body take charge again and instead remained inside of herself, trying to work out why she felt like she wanted to curl up into a little ball and cry.

After a while of them arguing, they seemed to come to an agreement. Sakura once again tried to analyse the situation, and tried to force herself out of whatever she was in but to no avail. Watching the raven haired teenager move, she watched sadly as he crushed the apple slices she had so lovingly made earlier for him and walk past her, not even acknowledging her. She stood there, not knowing why she had tried so hard for someone like him in the first place.

Hesitating, she watched as they exited the room, and once again more lights surrounded her, the scene changing.

This time, she was in a forest. More specifically, that disgusting forest that they had force her to supervise a chuunin exam once or twice before.

Looking around, she saw locks of her own hair spooled generously across the forest floor. Delayed pain in her face, her body and her head panged her, and this time she was sure it wasn't because of all this confusion. Judging from the blood trickling down her cheeks and forehead, she guessed she had been pretty beat up. Still looking around, she noticed quite a few people around her. Some of them she could recognise, Ino, Shikamaru and Chouji, even Neji, Lee and Tenten. The others, she could have sworn she had never seen them before in her life, but didn't just in case she was wrong. She had been seeing quite a lot of events that she couldn't recall ever happening before, and that she was sure that it was most likely that these events really did happen.

Noticing a vast similarity between them all, she saw them all stare behind her, mostly with a great amount of fear. Watching Ino more closely, she could watch her lips move in slow, bewildered movements.

" _-kun..." She had mouthed, forcing Sakura to once again lose the control over her body. Turning around, was once again that younger version of her captor, and an injured Naruto. Her captor though, was unleashing a huge ferocious chakra shield, unleashing black marks all over his body. Gulping as she knew she had seen them before, she joined the rest of them and watched wide eyed, watching the teenage boy rise slowly surrounded by a deathly aura.

"Sa_-kun…" She said, this time something came over her, and she could remember that his name started with the katakana for sa. She didn't know why, and she didn't know why, but all of a sudden, he became so familiar to her, like she had known him for all her life.

"Sakura… Who did that to you..?" She heard that mellow, deep voice again; her name rolling off of his tongue smoothly. If not for the circumstances, she guessed she would have blushed again. Instead, she was scared of him striking or attacking her, not knowing of course what the circumstances before was. So when he called her name, all she could do was tremble, trying to think back what the black seals meant.

"…Sa_-kun… Your body… it's…" Her mouth moved once again against her will. All she got though was a, "It's ok… I feel much better…" and some rambling about being an avenger.

"Answer me Sakura. Who did that to you?" He once again asked, sending chills all over her body. She could feel his blood red eyes on her, completely different from the hospital scene that she had just been through, where her very existence had pretty much been ignored. Now, all she wanted was to go back to being ignored again, rather than have this furious and possibly a mass murdering psychopath giving her every single part of his attention.

It was completely silent between the pause that he gave her to answer him, completely silent until one of those men that she couldn't identify spoke. He wore a murky shirt with the kanji for 'Death' printed over and over again on it, and wore noticeable amounts of bandages over his arms.

If Sakura had any doubt whether or not this young teenager was the younger version of her captor still, her doubts were cleared.

Immediately after that man who another named 'Zaku' had said the two words that condemned him, the raven haired teenager turned to him, glaring holes into him. If looks could kill, Zaku would have been killed over and over in just seconds.

Totally ignorant of the warnings that both the sharingan user and his teammate, 'Dosu' was trying to send him, he went in for the kill.

Pointing his arms towards him, Sakura and Naruto behind him, he dealt out his air crushing attack.

Blowing away everything in his path, everyone including his own teammates winced at the extreme blowback force that came as a resultant of the attack. Sakura couldn't move meanwhile, her body wouldn't move for her, but he did.

Smirking after there appeared to be nothing but rubble in front of him, he grinned victoriously as he gloated.

"Seems like they got blown into pieces." He chuckled, before a chilling voice cut him short of his glory.

"Who the heck did?" The voice came from behind, smacking Zaku in the face and sending him flying to the other side of the clearing.

Sakura pulled her arms from in front of her, watching as her captor and now her rescuer sped towards him with inhuman speed. Gaping as she noticed his speed now was only a few seconds shorter than his future self, amazed again at how strong this person was back then she could do nothing but watch as he grinned sadistically.

He was currently gripping Zaku's arms, stepping on his back in the process. Sakura could only watch in fear as he sinisterly chuckled in spite of the pain he was sending to his victim. Getting queasy now, she could tell he was enjoying whatever he was doing to Zaku, and she knew that everyone surrounding him knew it too.

Everything happened so slowly, two vicious and sickening cracks echoed in the air as the Uchiha tossed the man away. Turning around, now facing Sakura once again, he walked past her ignoring her again; totally intent to kill.

Still shivering, she dreaded it when her body turned herself around, staring at him.

She couldn't even see his face yet goose bumps spread across her arms violently. Eventually, she tried to blink away any tears that threatened to fall. She didn't know why she wanted to cry, she really doubted it was solely just because she was scared. It was probably because of the heart wrenching pang in her chest that seemed to be screaming out to her.

With every step he took towards their other attacker, the voices in her head became louder and louder, until eventually it was screaming at her.

'No… This isn't him…' It urged inside her brain, causing her to feel nauseous and confused.

'This can't be like him… I know him…' The voice grew louder and louder.

'No… This isn't him!' The voice was now deafening, and in an effort to get away from the screaming voices, her body instinctively ran towards him, binding him with a heart filled hug.

"Stop…" She pleaded, tears desperately running down her cheeks as the voices subsided. When she felt the muscles on his back tighten, her hold tightened on him as well, unconsciously sinking into the feel of him and somehow feeling safer than she had ever felt before in her entire life. She had no idea what had come over her, and she also knew that it was definitely herself that moved, not some controlled illusion.

Her heart still beating rapidly, she was unsure what to do now. She would have no help from her old self, she was sure of that.

"Please…" She continued to plead. She didn't know this man personally, but all she knew was that she didn't want to see him continue.

"Please stop… Sa _-kun…" She cried into his back, closing her eyes and gulping, bracing herself for the worst.

But it never came.

Instead, he relaxed and leaned back into her slightly, falling as he lost all feeling in his legs. Sensing his distress, she was tempted to let go and run away, but something inside her made her stay. Something inside of her made her want to stay by his side. Sighing with vast relief, she watched him grip his hand as if he had no idea what he had become. Somehow, she didn't doubt him as he sat there horrified. Out of pure whim, she put her hand on his, giving him the message that she was there for him. He didn't look back at her, but she knew he understood as he squeezed her little finger slightly.

That small moment with each other hurt her though. After going through her current situation, she seriously doubted that any of this was really an illusion, and that these events probably did happen before. It would have explained almost everything. Like how her captor knew her and Naruto, and other things like why she had short hair and kept it. The only problem was, why didn't she remember any of these things happening? She had convinced herself that she probably cut her hair a long time ago out of pure whim, because she forgot why and how it happened. When she heard her captor and Naruto talking, she told herself that many different kinds of people knew the hokage. But now, she could see that it was much than all that.

The people around her suddenly appearing, everything set into motion again. But still, they left her and the Uchiha alone; she didn't know whether it was because of pure consideration for them, or the fact they were still scared shitless of the Uchiha.

She never found out too.

The trees started swirling around her, the wind lifting her into the air, and instantly she dreaded what would happen next.

Guessing she would either be sent back to the present or be sent yet again to another scene, she decided she didn't want to go to either of them. All she wanted now was to get the throbbing pain in her head and her chest to go away, and to get some sleep. Maybe a shower too.

Darkness crept from beneath her, but this time it wasn't because of any illusion. The setting was genuinely set in darkness, at night probably.

She didn't know what she was supposed to be doing there, she seemed to be hiding behind some trees near the exit of the village. Still tired and in pain from her frequent headaches, a cold chilling breeze sobered her up.

Gasping sharply as she heard approaching footsteps, she slowly walked to the main road, stopping only when she saw him again. But this time, he looked and felt slightly different.

He looked tranquil, but his aura and breathing patterns showed obvious aggression and stress. His face looked more mature and sculpted, but only just slightly. Wondering what he was doing here, her eyes glanced to his backpack. Eyes widening as she understood what was happening, she felt her throat go dry as he asked her why she was in such a place at that time of night. Her body taking over her once again she heard her own voice answer that it was the road to the exit, saddening as he passed her by uncaringly.

A few footsteps more and she felt angry and frightened tears roll down her cheeks. She guessed it was something inside of her made her want him not to go.

Another few more footsteps, and the conversation began.

"Why..?" She asked, he wasn't even looking at her as he walked on. Turning around to see his back, she continued to ask why he wouldn't tell her anything.

All she got back was a blunt response saying it was never any of her business.

Her body taking over her choice of words, she heard herself talk about events that she swore never happened. The way she said it too, was so convincing, she didn't doubt that they ever happened. The tears kept falling down, and all she saw as a reaction from him was the slight tension of his back whenever she told him about his family. She listened to herself scream to him the fact she knew he had no family and that she still had hers, wondering confusedly why she was uttering such corny lines, like how she would feel just as lonely if he was gone. He seemed used to it though, but he surprised her once again as she felt the slightest flicker of regret and emotion.

Slowly, the scene continued. More ignoring, more pleading, more begging. Suddenly, she got sick of her own voice, and she was sure he was too. But she found that as she begged and pleaded more, the more erratic his emotions became, and the more he wanted to stay.

A sinking feeling plummeting in her stomach, she suddenly found she couldn't breathe. Choking out as memories surged through her head, she almost screamed as the pain became unbearable. Her body in her control, he just stood there, talking like a record player and moving as if he were seeing something else, as if she wasn't screaming in pain in front of him.

The pain grew worse as every second past by. Memories of her family, memories of Ino, memories of Tsunade all rushed past. Memories of her having picnics and sparring sessions against Lee, Tenten, Neji, Hinata warped as memories of herself teasing and flirting with Naruto and Sai when she was slightly younger. At the point where she saw herself trying to unmask Kakashi with the help of Naruto and Sai the pain was almost unbearable. But she was mistaken as her legs gave way as she clutched the ground in pain, writhing and shrieking with every heartbeat.

Slowly, the memories of him started flooding in. The time she first met him, the time she found out she was in the same team as her and would be for the next few years, the time when he had been hurt in their first C rank mission. Her heart wrenching in pain as well as her head as she saw his broken form, suddenly she couldn't even breathe anymore. More and more memories of him came back to her, and the funny thing was she didn't hate the man who had kidnapped her anymore, all she could do was remember his old arrogant smile, the one that she had fallen in love with so many years ago. Closing her eyes to concentrate, this time she tried letting her memories come back to her instead of fighting them, and the pain disappeared as fast as it came.

When she opened her eyes again, sunlight blinded her. Eyes darting around, desperate to see him again, desperate to know that the village was unharmed. And it was. For now at least.

When she spotted them, she watched as Naruto's slumped figure fell from his arm, blood slaked around the blonde's torso. Eyes slowly turning to the Uchiha, she noticed something unrecognisable.

Her heart dropping to her stomach, her heart almost stopped when she deciphered what it was. It was a mix of fear and subtle discomfort, added in with obvious hesitant movements. This told Sakura everything.

He was scared.

Not scared of her literally, but scared what her reaction would be. What would her reaction be? Sakura thought to herself, not even she knew what to think.

Unfortunately, she didn't have much time to think about it either, since he was already coming close to her.

His legs dragging hesitantly, he looked at her once before looking down to the floor awkwardly, all of his normal self confidence gone. In fact, he looked like he wanted to hide under a rock.

"Sakura…" His voice was a mere whisper as he said it, saying it as he slightly trembled as he stared at a blade of leaf beside his foot. It took him a few moments to gather the courage to look up at her, but when he did he was given the shock of his life.

"Sasuke-kun…" She said in that sweet voice of hers, crying out his name happily, smiling as she cried.


"Do you remember now?

Do you remember the day that we met?

Can you tell me, what my name is?

Don't worry if you can't yet, we can take this slowly

I'm not the most patient,

But I'll try."


^^ Theres supposed to be a friggin dash here . I tried like 5 times but it wont work -.-

Kay go go go review! Also like I said at the start, sorry for the bad quality fo the chapter :( I didn't like writing this one. Review please D: It might JUST bring the next chapter faster ;D