Survival of the Fittest
Note: *Groan* my pathetic vacation w/ me parents is coming up in a few weeks...me don't think I'd survive...wish me luck...hehe
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Sakura twirled slightly around the full length mirror, taking the time to fully admire her reflection. She was dressed in a shimmering pink spaghetti strap that clad perfectly with her curves, and a red Hawaiian skirt that flared down at her feet. In other words she was stunning, truly beautiful.
She tossed her arms above her head in frustration. The trip was only a few hours away, well actually a day or so would be more accurate description. A frown puckered her forehead, as she applied a thin amount of lip gloss, and mascara.
"Why me," she moaned, covering her face with her hands. "I shouldn't have agreed to go out with him. I'm so stupid," she hissed mentally scolding herself. Sakura ran her brush through her hair furiously, trying to ease her anger. Her eyes gleamed with fury and annoyance with was directed towards herself.
"I have no idea what to say to him," she muttered softly. "Hell, I barely even know the guy." Shards of the past hit her full force as memories flared across her mind. A thin smile crossed her lips, as she watched them with amusement.
Her first encounter with Sasuke. How she had always loved and wanted him to accept him...and yet he'd never once come close to anything whatsoever. When Sasuke had gotten his first kiss...she trailed off silently, before collapsing into a fit of giggles. Stupid Naruto...always making a joke out of everything.
Sakura frowned slightly. Although Sasuke had been on her team all these years, she didn't no a thing about him. He was always silent and kept to himself...always having this cold barrier around him...his heart and soul.
And yet...now he was opening up to her. Giving her the chance to see what lay under his cold and bitter facade...a chance to truly understand him...
She shrugged on her thin white jacket before heading out towards Sasuke's room. She glanced out the window and sighed...if she didn't know any better, she would have sworn that it was about to rain.
"A great way to start a date huh?" she muttered sarcastically, rolling her emerald green eyes. The icy wind tore at her, howling in her ear, causing her to shiver violently. Sakura wrapped her arms protectively around herself, while quickening her pace.
Sakura walked pass a small grove of trees before jerking to a stop. Her breathing was uneven, as she slowly turned around...there was someone there...in the trees...watching her.
Sakura shook her head in disbelief before continuing. She could have swore she heard something...but she was acting like a child...pretending that there were monsters hiding in the dark. She sighed with relief, as she continued her way...that is until she heard a voice...a soft sinister voice...
"Beware sweetheart...beware...the worst is yet to come..." Sakura spun around, trying to find the source of the voice.
"Who are you?" muttered Sakura, reaching down to grab her kunai. "What do you want?" she asked, trying to control the tremor in her voice.
A cold husky laugh echoed around her, Sakura paled with fear and concentration as she pulled out the kunai and held it defensively in front of her. "You'll find out soon enough...so soon...you're know him...the blood of my blood....you'll find out..." the voice melted slowly until it became no more then a whisper. "Soon..."
Sakura shook with fear as she fell to her knees. That man...he was so strong...it was as if...as if...he could kill her without even trying. He sounded familiar...yet different...who could he have been? She looked down upon the ground, and froze.
Her mouth dropped open in either surprise or shock, she wasn't sure which. A flower lay in front of her...not just any flower...a rose...a blood red rose. Sakura's hands shook as she slowly reached forward towards the flower. For some reason it seemed to be drawing her towards it...almost...almost...like as if it was magic.
"It's soft...so silky..." she whispered, gently caressing the rose against her cheek. In Sakura's whole life...she had never felt anything like it...anything so different...
"Ouch!" she hissed painfully while clenching her finger, as a drop of blood fell towards the ground. Her blood...the first time it had been shed...marking the beginning of the pain and anguish that were bound to come.
Sakura's eyes watered with pain as she glanced at her finger. The cut was fairly deep...no...deeper then usual...almost like a cut made from a kunai. She studied the rose...the blood rose for a few seconds before she noticed that something was different. She raised it slightly, and gasped in shock.
The once beautiful and fresh rose was wilting...decaying...right in her fingertips. Dying...
She stared solemnly at the ground...watching each petal float down towards their grave...all six of them. However...the others...the rest had turned black...a shiny...cruel color. All had succumbed to the darkness...all tainted by evil...
Then suddenly it warped...everything...changed...the rose...the petals...disappeared...until a light brown parchment took it's place. Sakura stifled a gasp of fear, and reached down towards the paper.
Sakura burst out laughing when she realized that it was blank, and she had been worried. She shook her head lightly before throwing the paper into the trash. It was a prank...it had to be...she was going on a vacation...with other ninjas...nothing could go wrong. Could it?
Sakura cursed in anger, when she realized that she was an hour late. "Sasuke's going to be pissed," she growled as she broke out into a full out run. "He might've actually thought I decided to ditch at the last second!" she thought nervously, before she sent some charka to the soles of her feet to increase her speed.
After another few minutes, she arrived at his door. Sakura glanced down at her outfit, and cussed softly. It was wrinkled and ruffled, and her long silky hair was disheveled.
Sakura sighed as she tried to fix her appearance...however giving up almost instantly. "Here's goes nothing," she growled, as she bravely knocked on the door...
Meanwhile...in the trash
The letter...the blank letter that Sakura had foolishly thrown away...the one that had emerged from death...the flower. An invisible hand carved words onto the paper...words that would scare the soul out of anyone...
"As a remembrance...a warning...beware little one...beware..."
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Note: So how was that? pretty good chapter? even though it was a bit short...hehe...anywayz don't forget to REVIEW! REVIEW! REVIEW!