Aaahhh! I haven't been on in so long!
I'm sorry to everyone!
I have writers block and I'm thinking of ending Konoha on High.

But I'm not sure! I can't think of anything to do.

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And you have a GAIA

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Here's a little SasuSaku for you so I can get my head back together.

Sakura&ECHO AND NARCISSUS &Sasuke

Sakura was a beautiful nymph.

Her cherry hair ran down from her back, and her green eyes could pierce any mortals' heart.

That goes for a god, too. She was favored by many, including Zeus, but she was also a little devious.

Sakura's usual place to go was to the woods and hills, where she devoted herself to woodland sports.

She loved to watch things grow, and her favorites were the pink buds that grew from the trees.

She was also favorite of Ino, and attended her in a chase.

But Sakura had one failing; she was fond of talking, and whether in chat or argument, would have the last word.

One day Temari was seeking her husband, who, she had reason to fear, was amusing himself among the nymphs.

Sakura by her talk contrived to detain the goddess till the nymphs made their escape.

When Temari discovered it, she passed sentence upon Sakura in these words…

"You shall forfeit the use of that tongue with which you have cheated me, except for that one purpose you are so fond of- reply. You shall still have the last word, but no power to speak first."

Sakura climbed to the top of the woodland hills, sadly sighing to herself.

She was now known as the Echo.

This nymph saw Sasuke, a beautiful youth, as he pursued the chase upon the mountains.

She loved him and followed his footsteps.

Oh how she longed to address him in the softest accents, and win him to converse!

But it was not in her power.

She waited with impatience for him to speak first, and had her answer ready.

One day the youth, being separated from his companions, shouted aloud, "Who's here?"

Sakura replied, "Here."

Sasuke looked around, but seeing no one, called out, "Come."

Sakura answered, "Come."

As no one came, Sasuke called again, "Why do you shun me?"

Sakura asked the same question.

"Let us join one another," said the youth.

The maid answered with all her heart in the same words, and hastened to the spot, ready to throw her arms about his neck.

He started back, exclaiming, "Hands off! I would rather die than you should have me!"

"Have me," pleaded Sakura; but it was all in vain.

"I would be injured before I let you embrace me!" Sasuke hissed, tossing her away violently.

"Embrace me!" Sakura begged, her voice breaking.

"I shall DIE before I let you kiss me!" He growled and turned from her.

"Kiss me, Kiss me!" Sakura screamed.

He left her, and she went to hide her blushes in the recesses of the woods.

From that time forth she lived in caves and among mountain cliffs.

Her form faded with grief, till at last all her flesh shrank away.

Her bones were changed into rocks and there was nothing left of her but her voice.

With that she is still ready to reply to any one who calls her, and keeps up her old habit of having the last word.

Sasuke's cruelty in this case was not the only instance.

He shunned all the rest of the nymphs, as he had done Sakura.

Hinata, the goddess of love, felt a pang of offense whenever Sasuke shunned to love these beautiful nymphs.

"Sasuke Uchiha, for you have slapped me in the face of love, you shall now only love… but NEVER be loved in return!"

And with that, the goddess cast her wishes.

There was a clear fountain, with water like silver, to which the shepherds never drove their flocks, nor the mountain goats resorted, nor any of the beasts of the forests; neither was it defaced with fallen leaves or branches; but the grass grew fresh around it, and the rocks sheltered it from the sun.

Sasuke came one day the youth, fatigued with hunting, heated and thirsty.

He stooped down to drink, and saw his own image in the water; he thought it was some beautiful water-spirit living in the fountain.

He stood gazing with admiration at those dark eyes; those raven locks, the rounded cheeks, the ivory neck, the parted lips, and the glow of health and exercise over all.

He fell in love with himself.

He brought his lips near to take a kiss; he plunged his arms in to embrace the beloved object.

It fled at the touch, but returned again after a moment and renewed the fascination.

He could not tear himself away; he lost all thought of food or rest while he hovered over the brink of the fountain gazing upon his own image.

He talked with the supposed spirit.

"Why, beautiful being, do you shun me? Surely my face is not one to repel you. The nymphs love me, and you yourself look not indifferent upon me. When I stretch forth my arms you do the same; and you smile upon me and answer my beckoning with the like."

His tears fell into the water and disturbed the image. As he saw it depart, he exclaimed, "Stay, I entreat you! Let me at least gaze upon you, if I may not touch you." With this, and much more of the same kind, he cherished the flame that consumed him, so that by degrees be lost his color, his vigor, and the beauty which formerly had so charmed the nymph Sakura.

She kept near him, however, and when he exclaimed, "Alas! alas!" she answered him with the same words.

"What a shame! Damn shame to die away while shunned! I love you!" He screamed, and the Echo picked up with the wind.

"I love you…" Sakura's voice said, carrying over the blades to the fading Sasuke.

"LOVE ME! Love me! Do not leave me! I love, thee! Love me!" Sasuke began to fade faster.

"Love me, love me…" She repeated faintly.

Sasuke pined away and died; and when his shade passed the Stygian river, it leaned over the boat to catch a look of itself in the waters.

The nymphs mourned for him, especially the water-nymphs. They prepared a funeral pile and would have burned the body, but it was nowhere to be found; but in its place a flower, pink with white buds, was named Sakura.