Title: Perfection

Author: Isiri

Rating: PG –for angst and mention of abuse and death.

Genre: One-shot, angst and drama.

A/N: Right. Part two. All about Sasuke. I think I made Sakura sound selfish in this one, I hope no one gets mad at me for it. Still not happy with this or the other two. Man, you'd think I'd at least be happy with the things I write. Oh well, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing; Naruto purely belongs to Kishimoto-sensie.


Perfection

Pt.2: Sasuke

No one ever noticed the bruises that were sometimes left on her skin from nights before; she had always made sure of that. She was, after all, a ninja, and she had to pride herself on at least that.

So she covered them up with make-up and clothes, to avoidance and lies. Anything that worked, so that she would once again look normal, perfect. That was what They wanted, and so that is what she gave Them.

When she was little, no older then eight, that was the first time she saw him. Tall, at least compared to her, handsome-- no, he wasn't handsome, he was beautiful. Hair darker then the night, unmarked skin pale as the moon itself, eyes that captured and drowned all who looked at him within their charcoal depths . . .

He was . . .

His scores were the highest in the class, the only other student to ever beat her when it came to marks.

Everything . . .

His skills surpassed everyone else's, his aim was precise, never missing his intended target, and he never lost a fight.

That she wanted . . .

Everything he did was right. Everyone loved him, everyone admired him, and everyone wanted to be him.

To be . . .

People wanted him. They praised him.

He was . . .

He was the best at everything. He was the fastest, he was the strongest, and he was the smartest.

. . . Perfection.

The boy every girl wanted became the boy she needed. If she had him, then she would be complete. They would be more then proud and shower her with words of the most wonderful kind.

Then she, too, just like him, and just like Them, would be perfect.

So she devoted her life to him and she loved him. She gave him the things she had always wished for from Them, because she knew that he needed those things as much as her, if not more.

Words of endearment, words of love. She gave him everything she had.

Because he would help make her perfect.

And that was all that mattered.


A/N: Right. The way I write these things, Sakura is really starting to sound . . . depressed? Mentally unstable? Both? I dunno. Damn, I really suck at writing in the Naruto fandom. Oh, and this one some how went over my one page limit, but not by much. Did you guys even know I have a one page limit? Oh well. Part three, on the other hand, went for like, three bloody pages. So much for making the chapters, "really short". . . idiot. But they still don't look long, so it's all good I guess. Oh, and sorry if there are any grammar or spelling mistakes. I re-read this chapter five times, and I'm pretty sure I got them all, but if I missed any, please tell me! I really need a beta reader; a really patient beta reader.

Oh, and thanx to every one that reviewed chapter one! You made me so hyper, I got grounded!...ok, so normally that would be a bad thing, but honestly, to me, it's wonderful!

Please review!

(Chibi Sasuke makes puppy dog eyes)

Don't make Chibi Sasuke cry!

Review for him!

.-:Isiri:-.