~Deception~

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Mua, Sadly, :'( Crappy-ness editing

I'm sorry I haven't updated for awhile, I'll save you the time and space of me trying to come up with a exuse, so I'll tell you the truth

IhadwrightersblockandIwaslazy, :P

I smirked into the dark condor; this couldn't have turned out better. If I avoided being alone with Kakashi, surly his love would fade. And his attachment would loosen a bit and we could be friends. Just like it was supposed to be, pure and innocent. No hidden feelings or complications. Just friendship.

I felt Kakashi stop walking and I saw that we where in fount of a door, he started to put me down and held onto the wall to keep my balance as he let go of me entirely.

I looked back to him, standing on my good leg, "I'll go get you a change of clothes." He said, turning away from me, walking back down the hall way.

I sighed and turned back, opening the door, and jumping inside on my one leg. I got inside quickly and shut the door behind me. I felt around on the wall for a light switch, and I found a switch and I turned it on, hoping it was the light.

The overhead light flickered on, and incased the room in a creepy glow. I shivered as I jumped over to the toilet, pulling down my shorts.

Letting my bladder relive it's self, I finished up, washing my hands being careful not to get my sleeves wet.

I looked up at the merrier that was above the sink I looked at my self, I looked tired. My skin looked dry and had an odd color; I was pail, really pale. My eyes where looking larger then normal, I poked at the skin around it, trying to get it to do something. It just hung there, looking yucky in the scary glow of the over head light.

I looked back down to my hands and got a handful of water and splashed my face with the warm water, it felt nice. I turned off the facet and looked back up, I saw my self look back at me, my face looked much better. My skin soaking up the water eagerly, returning back to my healthy color, my eyes going back to there bright glow of lime green. I looked so much better, though; I couldn't say the same for my bright pink hair.

It was dirty and ratty, sticking up at odd ends, not its usual cooperative flat, strait combination, per usual. I groaned as I tried to run my fingers threw it, only stop about half way threw because if the knots. It felt oily and dirty, I felt so ugly.

I herd Kakashi nock on the door, scaring the hell out of me. And even though I didn't answer, he opened the door anyway.

I turned to him, my hand over my chest, trying to halt my heart. It was beating really fast; it felt like it was going to explode. I wanted to yell at him, but then I saw what he was holding out me, and I snatched them away from his hand, muttering, "Thanks."

He nodded and closed the door quietly.

I watched his hasty retreat with a razed eyebrow, first he's all over me, and now I might well have rabies. His attitudes would repeatedly put me on the edge, they changed at the blink of the eye, it felt like I was on a boat, getting sea sick all the time because the waves where his emotions, up and down. Making me dizzy, and motion sick. It made me confused and extremely tired, trying to keep up.

I sighed, putting the cloths on the top of the toilet seat. If this was going to keep up, I don't want to be anywhere near it. Of course, I like Kakashi, he's almost like a father to me, but this is really fraying at my edges.

I took off my shirt, standing on one foot, it came off easily, and I threw down onto the ground. Grabbing my green spandex shirt, I pealed it off my body painfully. My injuries had actually healed into the fabric, but luckily they didn't start bleeding.

I sighed, throwing that on the floor with the white shirt, I really should heal these.

I closed my eyes hand held my hand over my chest, the other hand on the wall so I wouldn't fall over. I concentrated, and I slowly started to feel the wounds hiss shut, I had to keep focaused, keeping a picture of the mules and tissue inside of my body, if I wasn't careful, I could really hurt my self, saying if I healed to muscles together, I wouldn't be able to separate them again with having surgery.

I sighed when the area under my hand was healed, it didn't take that long, maybe 45 seconds? I moved my hand down, intending to heal the rest of my cuts. I couldn't heal everything though, just flesh wounds. That's why I really needed to learn more about healing, it seamed like an advanced skill that could really do some damage if it came down to it. Knowing all of your appoints points on the body that could menace pain, or just kill them with one strike.

I healed the cuts on my stomach and started to work on my back, sighing in relief when I felt the pain go away.

If I was a medic Nin, think of all the things I could do. I could fight and heal, or do both if I was skilled enough. Just thinking about it made my blood rush in excitement. Just the feeling of all that power, it made me shiver. The power to feel like nothing else in this world but in control. It made you feel so much more relaxed and happy, well at least that's what I think it's what it would feel like.

If I had that power, I could every well protect everyone. I could be there guardian, which I so desperately wanted to be, my ideal person who I dream of being. The powerful person who can doge those water Jutsu's with out difficulty.

My ideal person.

The person who constantly makes me push my self and makes me have hope that someday I could achieve the level of selflessness. I could protect someone without self hesitation, and wouldn't mind dying for what they believe in. I wanted to be the person with the caring attitude that everyone liked. The person who wasn't jugged because they where this powerful, selfless goddess, someone who everyone could look up too.

But I knew even how hard I tried I could never be this person. I was just too ugly and strange, born at the wrong time and in the wrong way. Born from lust and lived in a world of suffering because of my parents. The parent's who I loved so much, but who also caused me so much trouble.

I shook my head, trying to push those thoughts away; it's no use thinking about it anyway. No one knows, so its fine, no one knows.

I finished off healing the rest of my cuts on my arms and legs. Sighing when I brushed my fingers over my broken leg, it was num at the moment, probably because when I had broken it, it must have stopped the blood flow and let the poison settle. It would be gone soon and replaced with pain.

I unwrapped my tight bindings and I sighed in relief as I felt the blood start to circulate in my breasts again. But my chest felt oddly heavy though, maybe they had grown again? Most likely. I was growing so rapidly, they must of gotten bigger when I was asleep.

I looked in the merrier and held my boobs in my hands, and turned to the side, arching my back, "Hmmm." I muttered to my self. "There's not much of a difference, but there differently got bigger, maybe a B cup now? Hmmm…" I muttered to my self, looking at my young perky breasts.

The only thing I didn't like about having boobies what that I couldn't walk around without a braw on anymore. This was disappointing, because bras weren't all that comfortable at all, it felt like my body was confined and I couldn't move the way I wanted anymore.

I sighed and let my hands drop, it didn't matter anymore, I needed to restrain these things, or they would start bouncing around.

I reached down for my shirt, and looked under it, I saw my black sports bra and my simple black panties, and I smiled. Don't underestimate men, well; I should say older, more perverted men. But they know what a woman needs. It's all how they think and how they see it, but I don't really go into depth about how you can tell a man how they pick bras for you.

I sighed and started to take off the blood stained bandages, taking them off carefully when it was stuck to my skin. But soon they where off and under the sink where the garbage can was, but I didn't take off the bandages around my broken leg, making sure I ripped the bandage when I got down to my knee and tucking it under another, keeping it secured.

I looked over my arms and legs, looking for any sort of injury I had missed, but when I didn't see any, I took off my shorts and my old underwear carefully, placing it on top of my old cloths.

I turned and looked at my self in the merrier, my eyes going strait to my wild hair. I sighed and tried to pat it down, but it would stick right back up again. It looked like the back of Sasuke's hair, but just sticking up everywhere.

I sighed and reached for the underwear, like it really mattered. I'm just going to go back to sleep without Kakashi lying on me and I can get some good sleep.

I finished and placed on the plain black tee shirt, it might have been plain, but it was my favorite shirt I had ever owned. It just fit me perfectly even after all these years, it was getting kinda snug around the chest, but that's to be expected. It just hugged my curves too perfectly, and wasn't to short like the rest of the shirts. I usually have to buy them a size or two bigger then what I am because it was to short, which ends up with baggy clothing.

I put it on without a second thought, reaching down to the copper shorts that ended right above my knee, it was lose and comfortable, perfect for PJ's.

I slid them on without much trouble, and grabbed my dirty cloths, reaching out for the door handle with my cloths in my arms. The door opened quietly and I stepped out into the hall way, closing it behind me.

I felt around the wall and I started to head back to my room, I would know which one it was when I saw Sasuke and Naruto, well, that's if Kakashi hadn't movie them back to there own room.

I sighed, boys will be boys.

I reached my room soon enough, Naruto and Sasuke hadn't even moved an inch. I smiled at them, they where to sweet to me sometimes, I really didn't deserve it; they really should have a better team mate then me. Maybe someone like Hinata. Yeah, maybe me and Hinata should change teams for a day and sees who has it worse. Me or her?

I saved the thought and turned away from them, opening the door, it slid open somewhat loudly, but all they did was stir slightly. I sighed in relief; dealing with them now wouldn't be good.

For the next few hours I had slept peacefully, ignoring the ever occasional loud flush of a toilet, or maybe how Naruto was screaming about training and how he wanted to see me. It made me smile and go back to sleep peacefully, if I knew at lest one person just cared and didn't have all this drama of love, then life is just so much better.

I slept smiling, caring. It's such a beautiful thing.

I learned that I was staying in Tazuna's house, and the woman I had seen earlier was his daughter, she had a son but I didn't know much about him.

I had also heard about the training that Naruto and Sasuke where doing, the tree climbing, chakra control, it relived me that Kakashi was talking an interest in his other student's then just me. And it was in there best interest, the more training the better. I had learned this too, because when you train longer and harder, obviously, you get stronger even faster. But then I herd the reason why.

Zabuza was still live.

I didn't have many thoughts but, damn, that sucks.

Thus, maybe you would see I was too tired to care.

I didn't know how many hours passed when I had woken up. I rolled on my side, trying to go back to sleep. I needed it desperately, my eyes felt like led and my body was just, bla. It felt like I was strapped onto a wall, tired, on the brink of death tired.

My body was its normal cold, and I wrapped the blankets around me tighter. Shivering. It was always like this, coldness. The rare heat of the sun, and only dreaming of being able to sweat. Feeling like a freak when it was 101 degrees and everyone was complaining about how hot it was, when you're pleasantly warm. It's all because of that damned Inner.

I pushed those thoughts aside again, rolling onto my back. Closing my eyes and feeling content, sleep was so close, breathe, no, a hair away. But then I herd the slightest shift. It sounded like someone letting out a breath that's been held to long, a sigh if you will.

I didn't move, my body was tensed, making sure to keep breathing. I felt like if I moved it would be the sure cause of death for me. I could instantly feel my heart beat quicken, and I franticly looked around from the inside of my eye lids, seeing nothing. It was so unsettling. Being this weak, not even able to move. Because it was most likely it was Zabuza trying to finish us all off. The person shuffled a bit, sitting down near my head. I could hear there body hit the floor softly, but if this was Zabuza, would I be able to hear him? Would he let me hear him? Why would he sit down anyway? Wouldn't he just get it over with? And why didn't that breath sound muffled. Did he take his mask off? Oh my god, was he going to confess too?! Dear god! What the hell is going on!?

I forced my self to stay limp as Zabuza touched my hand; I bit the inside of my cheek, what the hell?! What is he going to do?! Inject poison into my wrist?...That could be a possibility, it really was. If my whole team died of poison, that would be horrifying. But the question till remains is that even Zabuza? Or an enemy all together? Maybe it was an angle and it was going to bless me, take out my Inner, and let me life in peace?

I doubt that.

I felt Zabuza lean down while raze my hand higher, putting it on his warm, smooth, hydrated…soft, young skin.

WHAT. THE. FUCK!?

Okay, so for one thing, that's not Zabuza. But it was even more unsettling that I didn't know who or what this person wanted, at 1 o'clock in the morning. If this person wanted to rub his face on my hand, go ahead. Feel free, oh no, that doesn't creep me out at all.

Yeah, a purely sarcastic comment right there.

I wanted to shutter as I felt the person rub the back of my hand on here cheek, they sighed, "I'm sorry again for not coming to talk to you when your awake Sakura, but I don't really have to nerve to look you eye to eye while I say this." The person muttered into my hand, sighing.

Oh.

My.

GOD.

It was Sasuke!

I forced my self to keep all the questions inside my mind and not verbalize them, because Sasuke was still talking.

I felt him sit back up strait, brining my hand back down away from his face, but holding it in is own hand, stroking it with his thumb. "I was training with Naruto and Kakashi-sensei today again. I kept getting mad at myself because I wasn't improving fast enough like Itachi was, I need to hurry up, or otherwise I'll never be able to catch up." He said. He sounded solemn and worried.

I frowned in my head, what the? Who was Itachi and why dose he need power so fast? What?

He carried on without faltering, "Sakura, I'm still mad at my self because I didn't grab you when you washed right by me in that water Jutsu." He muttered. If I could widen my eyes I would of, but I only shifted my legs a bit. Sasuke was feeling remorse about that of all things? Well, I guess he's still human and that's no exception for emotions, I guess. But it felt so...Odd thinking that he thought and felt like this. He sighed and I felt him run his other hand over my cheek, "But I guess you're going to be okay, you're incredible. You're able to heal all of those nasty cuts that you had, and you don't even miss a spot. Though…" he drifted, I found my self listening to him completely, totally rapped up in what he was saying. "It looks like you couldn't heal your leg." He said, sounding depressed.

He sighed, "Naruto and I keep asking Kakashi-sensei what took him to long when he was in your room a few days ago. He always smiles and winks at us, putting his finger on his mouth, saying it's a secret between the two of you." He said, squeezing my hand a bit. I tried my best to stay still, extremely pissed at Kakashi for only god knows what. "I'm not to sure I'm satisfied with his answer, but I'm going to mind my own business. I'm not worried, it's you where talking about here. I'm sure you could handle him." He said.

I was touched with Sasuke's faith in me, who would have thought Sasuke of all people would believe in me the most out of my team. It was so surprising, I felt my heart clench. All of those mean and heartless things I did to him. I wish I could take them back, Sasuke wasn't a bad person. He just acted like a jerk, though why I had no idea.

I felt him brush some of my hair away from my eyes, and he sighed. "I really need to get some nerve, this of really creepy when I come here this late." He said to himself softly. I felt the warmth of his hand leave my cheek and back to my hand, he brought it up close to himself and put my hand on his cheek again. "I've been coming here for 3 days and it's a miracle that you haven't woken up, I've been going on and on about my problems, and yet you lay there silently. I don't know why I'm here of all places, but…" his voice drifted.

I bit my cheek harder, what? What Sasuke, but what!? Tell me all about it, I won't judge.

I could hear him shift, and then I felt him breathe lightly on my face. He was close, but not to close, enough to keep things innocent. I wanted to open my eyes so badly and ask the questions that where all but burned into my brain. It has hard to stay "sleeping", when this temptation was right in fount of you.

I wanted to shiver when he started to talk again, "But your sleeping face makes me feel like there is just a little hope, hope I so desperately need to grasp on to the power. I need to get my Sharingan now. I'm behind as it is, and if I can't even do that, then there is no hope." He said, I felt his breath leave my face as he sat up, put then I started to feel the floor shake just a bit, Sasuke was shaking, "If I don't kill him, my life is worthless!"

H-his voice, he was mad, clearly, but it was so…he was discussed with this Itachi person. Such deep rutted hatred, it was horrifying. To think Sasuke was capable of such a thing. Sasuke, my team mate that who got frustrated with everything all the time. Who seamed to be emotionally handicapped for caring and love. Now I can see, he wasn't able to love or care about anyone with this hatred.

Wait, dose he mean Itachi? The Uchiha Itachi? Oh, now I see, everything makes since, well, everything but why Sasuke was here, well, actually now that I think about it, he answered that already. He just wanted to tell me about his worries, and look at my face to have motivation for getting stronger to kill his brother. But where was still the question of why my face of all things? Itachi had killed Sasuke's clan, leaving him all alone, to fend to himself. With the pain of losing his clan, the hundreds of them, the pain mist of been unbearable. With out the help or shoulder to cry on from a person that he cared about. Living alone, forced to learn how to lock up at night, worry about food for himself, all of these little things that really took time and energy. It must have been a lot of negative feelings in that house.

I had only seen glances of Sasuke's house when I'd walk Naruto to his house; they lived in the same complex, which kinda surprised me. Naruto said it was because this apartment housing was specially funded by the Hokage, so they would let people live here free, like Sasuke and him.

They lived in the same hall, Sasuke's door was farther down the hall way then Naruto's. But I would walk down the hall to ask him if he would like to train with me, I mean, I would ask Naruto, but he always say no because the first time he trained with me, I pushed him so hard he said his legs would fall off. I guess he couldn't handle running around Konoha 4 times, it was only 13 miles around. Then after that we would just practice pressure points, he only made it around Konoha about 1 time, give or take a mile.

Anyway, I would ask Sasuke if he would like to train with me, he was either not home or he would be leaving to go somewhere. He never told me where though.

But then he did open his door, I saw that his house was neat, really neat. Not something I was surprised about, all ninja's should be neat. But it didn't look like anyone was living there, except for the random cup, book or scroll left on a table. Other then that, it looked…lonely.

There was a place to put your shoes then a short hallway, and then there was two arched door ways without doors, one lead to a small kitchen/dining room. The other doorway showed his doom with a large baloney. He had a large king sized bed agents the wall with a nightstand, then there was a shelf agents the far wall right under a wide window. It had books packed into the shelf and an empty counter space along with a television on top. Then there was a cushy chare in the corner with a round low table beside it, it had a few empty cups placed on it, and the chare looked warn out. He probably sat there a lot. Then on the wall beside it there were large siding glass doors that lead into a large balcony. But that was all I could see.

If you don't understand, you can eather look in the manga or at this pic! http://www. laced-up .org/ winds /img /sasubedroom. gif ( with no spaces) Please tell me if it dosen't work

The whole thing just screamed at me, alone.

I could actually see a little Sasuke running around franticly trying to use the stove, how much do you bet that he set a lot of stuff in fire? It may sound funny to you but I know how he feels, it's a horrible feeling.

Never able to ask for help, because there was no one there, even when you needed it the most. Just being alone, alone…it's such a horrible word.

No wonder he is like this, and he has to use such methods to relive him self of pain and loneliness. It has hurtful that he couldn't just come to my face and say this, so maybe I can comfort him. But I'm forced to "sleep" and say nothing. He might of well been talking to the wall.

My heart clenched, "Sakura…" he said, more like sobbed, he sounded confused and hurt, not like the person that was cocky but strong, he seamed like a child who lost his mother at the park and was trying desperately to find her again. So maybe they can go home to comfort and family. But for him, he was never going to go home. He would always be lost and hurting. I wanted to cry, and I could feel my eyes start to sting. The tears where coming.

Sasuke was lost and he didn't know what to do. So he vented all is hurt and tears onto his brother, not a healthy thing to do, but understandable. If I was in his place I would have probably done the same thing. My Sasuke was lost and hurting so badly, without hope of a happy, carefree life, it was lost, all to a single person. A single person able of hurting a person this much. It was discussing, never, never ever should a person have this power over you. The power to destroy hope.

The only person who I could imagine was hurting worse then Sasuke was this Itachi person.

Ripping the hope from someone's being, and someone you cared about. It must of hurt so much killing all of those people, every person who you ever cared about, all gone by your hand. But then living someone live, what a sick and twisted person this must have been, all of that guilt, knowing it would have been better to just kill this person so they wouldn't have to live there life like this. I would want to die, because that would be better, at least the hundreds of people that died would be there. And hope would be alive, growing under the possibilities of death. Death would seam like a goal then, the future of hope.

No one should have to live like this.

I felt my tears get larger when I felt Sasuke bend down and put his forehead on mine, I could feel he had a fever. "Sakura…" he said again, his voice in agony.

I felt the first tear escape at the same time his did, I wanted to hold him so badly. But I knew if I "woke up" he would never open up to me again, it was one of the most painful things I had ever done, just laying there, I would have rather eaten nails. No, let someone cut me up and then stuff my wounds with salt. Anything to make him stop feeling this pain of loneness.

I felt more of his tears fall onto my cheeks, "Sakura…I'm so alone. Its painful, so painful…" he sobbed.

That's it, I couldn't take it, I have to wake up! End of story. This is to painful for me and him. Who cares of he'll never look me in the eye again! BULL SHIT! It's not worth it! He is going to kill himself at some point if this keeps up!

I opened my eyes and I wrapped my arms around him, sitting up, I pulled him into my chest, making him sit down on my lap. I pulled the blanket up and wrapped it around him like a child. I rocked him back and forth, saying soothing words and crying right along side of him, digging my face into his hair.

I felt him freeze in my arms, "Sakura…How much did you-?" he tried to say, but I cut him off.

I squeezed him lightly, petting his head, trying to sooth him, "I herd enough, it's alright. I wont tell anyone unless you want me too." I said in a low voice, trying to get him to stop crying. "You don't have to be alone."

I'm trying to hard Sasuke, to make you stop hurting, it makes me want sob when I saw your face, please, stop hurting.

I held him with solid arms as he tried weakly to break my hold, "Sakura," he tried to say in his normal, strong voice, but his sniffles and tears just made it look pathetic. "I don't know what you're talking about-." I cut him off again.

"Sasuke," I said, he looked up at me and I gave him a hard yet gentle look, "You know exactly what I'm talking about and you're going to listen to me." I said strictly.

Sasuke really needed to have someone that he could depend on, it might as well be me.

I felt Sasuke stop moving and I let go of him with one arm, I brushed the hair out of his face and I smiled gently at him, "You're not alone anymore, you will never be alone ever again." I said softly.

I looked down and I grabbed his limp hand and I brought it up so that Sasuke could see what I was about to do, I don't know if this was going to work or not, but it's worth a try.

I looked down at his hand and I opened his palm, and Sasuke watched too, sniffling.

I held it open letting his palm face up so that we could see it, "When I felt alone when I was little, my father would take my hand just like this. Then he'd say some old words, then…" I brought his hand to my lips and kissed the middle of his hand lightly, then brought it away and closed his hand. "Then he would kiss it and it would send this rush of warmth though my body. He said when ever I felt lonely, all I had to do was press it to my face and think 'daddy loves me, daddy loves me' over and over, and the same warmth would fill my body and I would know someone in his big world cared about me." I whispered, putting his hand back at his side, limp, and I wrapped my arm back around him.

I rubbed his back slowly, "Sasuke, this is called the kissing hand. And if you chose, I hope this will bring the same warmth that it did to me." I said into his ear, "Whether you like it or not, I will always care about you. And nothing would ever make me stop caring." I said, hugging him so tight I thought that I was going to crush him.

I could feel Sasuke's arms slowly but surly start to wrap around me, he held me tightly back and I could feel him shift to that he could hold me better, I smiled into his neck. He believed me.

"Why?" he sobbed softly, "Why do you care?" he asked, he sounded like a scared kitten.

I smiled and kept holding him firmly, "Because Sasuke, I don't want you to see you in pain anymore, because you're my friend." I said, my own tears running down my face.

I could feel Sasuke hold back a sob, and he held me tighter, "I thought the pain would never end." He cried.

I shook my head, "You know that's not true, Sasuke, the pain will end if I have anything to say about it. No more lonely nights, no more painful thoughts. I'll always be by your side, and so will Naruto and Kakashi-sensei. They all care about you too, even thought it doesn't seam like it." I whispered, keeping my voice low, trying to calm him.

I felt his sobs slowly decrease and I smiled, I patted his back reassuringly. "I'm here, I'm here…"

Sasuke had finally calmed down but we hadn't moved, Sasuke was still sitting on my lap and we where both holding each other still.

I petted the back of his head, watching as his spikes would go down and then pop back up, it was the weirdest thing. I never thought that hair could be like this, I wonder if it's natural?

I hummed Never Say Never by The Fray quietly, playing with Sasuke's hair. Sasuke would let go soon enough, he just needed time. Time that we both had and where willing to give.

I yawned, my eyes drooping, "Sasuke, wanna lie down? I'm tired." I yawned.

I felt Sasuke nod into my neck and I fell back, almost falling asleep instantly when my head touched the pillow. But I was able to let go of Sasuke and move over so he could lay beside me.

We laid on our sides, facing each other, kinda close, I held his hand and reached out with my other hand and tucked a piece of hair behind his ear as I watched his face. He looked like he was back to normal, thank god; his eyes weren't even red anymore. That's my boy.

I yawned again, "Are you going to sleep here tonight, because you can, who cares what the boys think, fuck them. Its all what you want right now, don't let them influence you, but if you don't want to stay, that's fine. Sleeping is important and I really need it, but I'll stay awake of you want me too-." I was rambling, but Sasuke cut me off, smiling softly.

"Just go to sleep Sakura." He said, his face soft, he looked so childish and cute. I wanted to squeeze him tightly. I can finally see what those fan girls liked in him, he really was good looking if you look past his attitude.

I nodded and fell asleep, gosh, I hope I didn't snore.

Dreams, there so odd.

It was raining today; it wasn't a hard rain, light and airy. It made everything smell nice and clean. I could hear the tap's of water that hit the wood roof and the compacted dirt with ease. There was a light peaceful breeze that made the leaves ruffle, and it soothed me. I stat the window a good place away from the bed in the corner, I stat on the hard floor and let my legs lay beside me out of harms way. My arms propped up in the window sill, holding my body up weekly. I stared as I laid my head down on my arms, my eyes half lidded and my posture relaxed. I couldn't be more in bliss right now, everything was just perfect.

My hair was damp from the shower I had taken earlier, and it fell across my arms in gentle waves and curls. The humidity was getting at it, and made my perfect layered strait hair become something much less cooperative.

I could hear the roar of thunder miles away, and I closed my eyes, letting the wind bring rain drops onto my cold face. Perfect. It's was just simply perfect, nothing more and nothing less.

"I heard there was a secret chord. That David played and it pleased the Lord. But you don't really care for music, do you?" I sang with a low voice, letting the over all feeling of nature take over my body.

"It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift, the baffled king composing Hallelujah… Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah…" I tried my best to sing, this song had such an intense feeling that I shouldn't take away. I've never really known what I sounded like signing because my voice sounded different to me then to anyone else. But, if I was moved by my own crappy voice, then I can't think about other people herd it. Better? Worse? Who cares?

"Your faith was strong but you needed proof, you saw her bathing on the roof, her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you…" It was about 9 at night, and Sasuke was lying on my sleeping roll. Awake or a sleep, I'll never know, but I wasn't going to waste this time sleeping. No, this bliss didn't come often enough to waste it. "She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah…"

I breathed in the smell of a new start and I didn't shiver when the cold air blue past me gently, "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah…Hallelu---jah…"

This song was pure, it had real emotion in it and I couldn't compare to the original, in a good or bad way I don't know. "Maybe I have been here before, I know this room; I have walked this floor, I used to live alone before I knew you." Maybe it's a new way, new emotion, a new feeling. It was practically a new song. "I've seen your flag on the marble arch, love is not a victory march, it's a cold and its a broken Hallelujah…"

The wind caressed my face and brought a refreshing smell and a tinge of rain, it made me want to sigh in relief. "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah…Hallelu---jah…" A song this beautiful was about love? Was it possible? But love was so shallow? Or was it? I don't know anything about love, my thoughts are in shambles. I have no right to judge love anymore. I was so sure, but now, now there might be a hope for love.

"Maybe there's a God above, and all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you." Hallelujah, uh? It was a pretty word. It wasn't used though to express pure feeling anymore. It has just another forgotten word, such a pity. "And its not a cry you can hear at night, its not somebody who's seen the light, its a cold and its a broken Hallelujah…"

My thoughts where mashed and drunk, never quite staying in one place before I moved on. Thinking was so over rated, "Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah"

Maybe, I should just stop thinking for while. Give it a brake, letting only minor things inform me of what was happening…Become an air head?

"Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelu---jah…"

I opened my eyes, and smirked at the rain and hair that was poisoning my thoughts.

Fat chance.

I caught a fly, ewwwwww~!!!!

It was spazzing all around my computer, and I ended up grabbing it and it was still alive, I freaked out and threw it, and now it's brother is coming back for revenge...D: I UNLEASH MY NINJA SKILLZ!

This was a long chapter, I hope you like it! This thing is almost 100,000 words! YES :D

I wanna say this was a fluff, but it's not really, SasuSaku tinted because I'm going to kill him off soon, I'm still not to sure about it, not everyone has voted, but everyone that has say's keep him, but no one has said WHY, I guess I'm going to need a good reason. :P

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