Chapter 3: Flashbacks
Sanadae slid down the wall, sighing as she went. She held a happy grin though, but who wouldn't?
Looks like Konoha is still the soft hearted city I remember from those many years ago.. I guess old habits die hard.
She felt the blood trickling down her arm from the scrapes she had gotten earlier. Looking up, she watched the people just pass by her, not even meaning to look at her, let alone noticing that she was bleeding.
Maybe I was wrong about Konoha. The people look like the people have become moreself-centered over the years. That's what I hate about everything. Too many changes.
"Stop being so pessimistic, Sanadae. They don't know you, so why would they help? You'd do the exact same thing, so don't think you're any better than them."
Sanadae let out a small huff, letting Junta know that he won this argument. She let out a tired sigh and looked around at the people.
I think I'm going to take a nap here. I don't think that anyone will mind, anyway. Night, Junta.
With that thought, Sanadae slid her legs close to her body and placed her arms on top of them. She then placed her head down and closed her eyes.
Sasuke was watching Sanadae, who was beginning to doze off in a crowded dead end street. He shook his head at the sight of the girl.
Sheesh... Is she stupid or something? Even that idiot Naruto wouldn't sleep here. She so weird.
Sasuke sighed loudly and walked to the back, where Sanadae was. He leaned against the wall, posing his 'cool' attitude that the fan-girls swooned over 24/7. Not that he was trying to make her swoon over him. He didn't need another fan-girl.
"Hey, girl. This is no place to be sleeping." He said, waking Sanadae up.
She looked up and as soon as she saw Sasuke, she rolled her eyes. Ugh, it's that guy from before. What's his problem?
"Fine. Looks like a girl can't get a decent nap in a rat hole like this city without being interrogated by some poser."
Sasuke gave her an angry glare and crossed his arms. Sanadae saw that she had pissed him off, and it made her really happy. She pushed herself up, only to feel the wave of pain from some recent bruises and the new cuts she had gotten today. Wincing, Sanadae fell forward.
On a regular day, Sasuke would have just watched her fall face first into the dirt, like a type of payment for messing with him. He saw all the bruises on the back of her arms that anyone could have missed.
Sasuke rushed forward, and grabbed Sanadae's shoulders just before she fell face first into the ground, which would have humilated anyone.
Sanadae felt Sasuke'a strong grip on her shoulders, so she opened her eyes. She pushed herself away from him and dusted off her outfit; a pink ribbon mini pancho and sleeveless chain mail shirt, and a matching pink skirt and warmers.
Ugh! This is so embarassing! This stupid dude had to save me! What is up with me lately? Itachi-sensei would be so disgusted.
"Thanks, uh, dude." She said, looking up at Sasuke.
Sasuke shrugged. "The name's Sasuke."
Sanadae's eyes went wide. "No!" She screamed.
It can't be! This can't be Sasuke! The Sasuke that I had grown up with!
She ran behind Sasuke and saw the Uchiha symbol on his blue shirt; a red and white fan. She shook her head violently, as Sasuke turned to face her.
"What is your problem?!" He asked, glaring at Sanadae.
"No!" She screamed again, and ran away from Sasuke. She ran off so quickly, Sasuke could only stand and watch her run off into Konoha.
Itachi appeared in the cave, and Sanadae immediately greeted him.
"Itachi-kun!" She cried, rushing over to Itachi's figured that was easy to make out, even though the cave was pitch dark.
He patted the young girl on her head, making the large amount of black hair she head bounce to the rhythm of his hand.
"You promised me that you'd bring Sasuke with you today. Where is he?" She asked, not seeing another figure.
"Sasuke..killed himself because we left." Itachi said with no emotion on his voice.
The tears welled up in Sanadae's eyes. "No! I knew that we shouldn't have left without him!" She ran to the back of the cave, the darkness hiding the spots of blood on Itachi's clothing.
Sanadae rocked herself back and forth on the bench she was sitting on. The road that led out of Konoha was empty, letting Sanadae think aloud to herself.
"That couldn't have been Sasuke! Sasuke killed himself! Itachi-sensei would never lie to me about that!" She cried, her tears falling onto her clothes.
"I wouldn't be too sure. Itachi could have lied to you. He is human." Junta said, contradicting her.
Sanadae shook her head violently. "No! Itachi would never lie about Sasuke's death! He was his own brother!"
Junta growled. "Itachi would kill his own parents if he felt the need to. There's only one way to figure out if he was lying or not."
Sanadae nodded and got up. "I have to go to the cementary."
AN: Ah, I really like this chapter! . Please review and I'd like some candy, too!