here we are... longer chapter to make up for the short one!!!
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Sakura felt herself running. She was dreaming, she knew that, but obviously her body did not think so, and her mind did not comprehend that fact.
She was being chased.
Fear was biting at her heels, making her try to run faster. But all that it made her do was panic, and stumble her heart pounding in fear and confusion as she tried to turn and see what it was that was chasing her. She ran as fast as she could, but she could feel the heat and wild, ferocious chakra hot after her. She recognised it, and wanted to stop, to turn and try and bring Naruto out of the state that he was in. To separate him from the demon that he had inside of him.
He was not a demon.
But someone kept her running, and pulled her along, lifting her back onto her feet when she tripped, his large, strong steady arms holding her up. He pushed her up, and made her run along in front of him, his presence at her back, encouraging her to go.
She felt her body lose all will to keep running, and then fear grown in her, as the overwhelming fiery chakra tried to consume her. She stumbled, falling to her knees, as she shook her head, denying the need to keep running, her weak body betraying her with tears. She cried, sobbing into her hands as she waited for her fate to come for her.
A voice spoke to her, from beside her, the man who had been encouraging her speaking up, so that his voice was not a monotonous drone in her ears, an unclear unfocused buzz, but a clear, strong, firm tone, telling her to stand up, and to keep running, that she must carry on.
Sakura started, the voice sounding too much like that of her old team mate. The only words that he had ever said to her, that were kind or encouraging was the last words that he said to her, before throwing everything that she had offered him, back into her face. His voice was low, and husky, only slightly out of breath from the running, but still calm, cool and emotionless as ever.
"Sas-" she looked up to his face, thinking that she knew what she would see, but she was wrong.
It was not Sasuke.
But he was related to Sasuke.
Itachi.
Uchiha Itachi was helping her, and urging her to run for her life.
She would think that the shock and jolt of disbelief would wake her up from her dream, but unfortunately, or 'fortunately' to her inner, she did not.
Instead, she sat there, looking up at him, like a stunned fish, as she was, and blinking slowly in amazement. He pulled her to her feet, his eyes honing in on her face, turning to the sharingan, as he glanced over his shoulder, dragging her along as he spoke quickly, speaking firmly as if she was dumb.
Which, in her current situation, she was.
"We need to go. Now. Haruno, snap out of it, and move. The village is under attack, as you know, because the Uchiha clan has staged their coup that they had planned years ago. They have attacked, and one of them has used his kekkei genkai to entrance the Kyuubi to do as he says. You need to run now!"
His voice was low, and Sakura found her self watching his lips more than listening to his words, only realising what he was saying, as he picked her up and dodged a flaming ball of fire that shot towards her. She jerked out of his hold, shocked out her wits even more than she had been before.
She nodded, trusting him.
Sure, he was meant to have killed his whole clan, and tortured his brother for kicks, under the order of her village's council. Sure, he had just said that the clan was alive. But she still trusted his words, and ran as fast as she could, with him following, and trusted him to cover her back, as she killed ANBU members that got in her way.
It was official.
She was mad.
But it was only a dream.
Right?
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hmmmm.... only a dream huh?... let me decide that....
Sakura: it was only a dream... -_-
me: how do you know...? you were asleep!!!
Sakura: i woke up.
me: ...oh... oh well!!! R&R!!!!
