Hello. A first attempt of a Naruto Fanfic. I hope that you enjoy this and the pairing is Sakura x Sasuke. I'll shut up now with my non-sense rambling and let you enjoy this story.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto or Sakura or Sasuke . . . . TT

            Heaven. Everyone has wondered how heaven looks like, but wonders how it is like up there. Heaven is where every single one of our dreams come true. Our deepest desires, wishes, what we want the most with our heart is given to us in heaven. They keep giving it to us until our heart is filled with passion and happiness . . . but there are some hearts that can never filled at all. Our happiness is our sorrow. Our pain. That's what happiness is to some of us. To have a 'happiness' like that is much too sad, yet I'm still doing fine. I wondered how I did just 'fine'. I was pained and hurt by him, yet the slightest look from him gave me the chills, not in a bad way, but in a way that it made me blush and feel happy that he knew that I was there. That gave me my happiness. He . . . who is this he? Sigh. He was my first and only love. I would never forgive about him. When I told him that I would give my life to him, I really meant it. I would give up anything and everything for him! Even my own life . . . but he didn't care did he? No, I doubt that he even remembers me. Whenever I felt lost or lonely, I seeked for warmth. I trace back far into the distance of my precious memories that I held dearly within my heart. Those memeories that meant everything to me. The first time when he spoke to me and he told me that I was annoying. When I hugged him when we tried to get the bells for lunch from Kakashi sensei. A calm and soothing feeling then came over my body and heart. The thought of him always calmed me down and gave me a certain happiness that only he can give me. Him, he . . . who exactly is he? He was Uchiha Sasuke. Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke . . . he was my first and only love. I would never replace him for someone else, but how did I know how he felt about me? He hates me. He depises me . . . or at least that was what I thought or is it true? I've always been searching for the answer that I was looking for within Sasuke, but he never gave me one. In a million years he would give me one, but little did I know what had happened when I fell into that 'deep sleep.' It would set me free if I knew how he felt about me. I didn't care how he felt about me, even if he hated me or loved, I just wanted to know then would I be able to fly freely into the sky as a free angel instead of one bounded and tied down. Heaven . . . that is where I live now. It's my home. I once lived back down on earth in Konoha, but now I live in heaven; where I watch Konoha carefully. I looked down into a pool that showed my reflection. Not only does it show my reflection, but it showed me how Konoha was. I took out a small pouch and opened it. In order to see Konoha, I had to drop a small pereal. As I dropped it into the pool, the water slightly rippled and the image of Konoha replaced my own reflection. I smiled as I saw it, but my heart grew warm as I saw Sasuke. Sasuke looked up into the sky and I felt a blush creep over my cheeks. It seemed that he was looking right up towards me. I gasped. "Sasuke . . . can you see me from up here? Do you know that I'm watching you from heaven? Sasuke . . ."  I smiled. Oh, how I missed him . . . but it gave me too much pain when I saw him. I didn't want to look anymore. I waved my hand over the image of Konoha and it disppeared back into crystal clear water. I left the pool, but a few minutes later, I heard someone calling my name.

"Sakura! Sakura!" Sakura stopped walking and turned around to see a girl with long black hair tied up into two long pigtails, running towards her. She grabbed Sakura's hand and started leading her back to where she was just a few moments ago.

"Hina, what's wrong?" Sakura asked, curious why she dragged her back here. Hina stopped as she dropped her hands and looking at Sakura with terrfied, but sad eyes. Sakura noticed how her eyes looked. Hina didn't answer Sakura. Instead she pointed at the pool of water. Sakura looked and felt her eyes grow wide.

"Is that Naruto . . . ?" Sakura asked with a small whisper. Hina nodded quickly. Sakura shook her head. "You're wrong. That can't be Naruto. Naruto never wears black." Sakura couldn't believe her eyes. "Naruto never wears black, but his hair, eyes and face look all like it. It must be Naruto, but it can't be!" Sakura looked at his head-band and gasped, but then she heard Sasuke's voice speaking.

"So you decided to come back didn't you Naruto?" Sasuke asked in a irritated voice. Naruto's eyes moved up to the sky and then back at Sasuke.

"I came back to keep my promise." Naruto replied to him. Sasuke smirked and said, "It's not my fault that she's gone, but . . ." Naruto looked into Sasuke's eyes and noticed that they had turned red.

"Sharingan." Naruto said with a tone of boredom.

Sasuke's eyes went into slits. "She will have her revenge. I won't forgive the one who made me cry." As those words were said, Sasuke's hand reached behind him and took out a kunai.

Sakura couldn't believe her eyes or what she was hearing. "Sasuke . . . you cried because I was gone?"  A smile then grew onto Sakura's face, but it soon faded as she looked at Naruto.

Naruto smirked. "You cried over her? So then you're not as heart-less as we thought you were." To Sasuke's response of taking out a kunai, Naruto also took out one.

Sasuke's anger then flared as the magic of Naruto's words worked on him. "Die!" Sasuke then ran over to Naruto with the Kunai and Naruto did the same.

Sakura's eyes grew wide and tears started to stream down her face. "NOO!!!" Sakura cried out as she grabbed onto the edge of the fountain. "Naruto . . . why??" He was like Sasuke's brother now, Itachi. He had become a rogue ninja for his head-band had a crack through the leaf of the head-band. "Naruto . . . Sasuke . . . Please don't fight . . . no more fighting . . ." Sakura looked at them through the pond and closed her eyes as her tears continued to stream down her face and those 'distant warm memories' of the past came back to her.