Okay here is the First Chapter of the story! I hope you like it! And please tell me what you think of it!

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Two years later.

Busy streets, crowded with bodies eager to get to their destination, were loud and it's sound filled the ears of a young woman about the tender age of sixteen. Now this woman was quite different from the ones that were found in the crowd. She looked like a flower among a barren branch, out of place and lost. She wore the cloths of the age, a red dress with white lace that flared out from underneath her sleeves and lined her chest. Black ribbon crossed from her chest to her waist and tied together in a small bow. The dress rested at her feet and showed a small amount of her chest, to make her alluring but innocent.

Her face was one of a woman's, a rounded chin, soft features, and smooth skin. Her eyes were a bright emerald that captured the light and held the gaze of anyone that dared to look into them. Her lips were painted a light pink so that it wouldn't ruin her soft and gentle look. Her most stunning feature, and highly unusual, was her long pink hair. Most of the people would stop and stare at this young maiden but many knew her by her family name. She was Haruno Sakura the only daughter of Haruno Katashi who was the head chair in justice and held a great amount of power in the city of Konoha.

Now this young girl had many suitors that wanted her hand in marriage for her family was wealthy and she was a fine prize to be won. But her father was quite an intimidating force and declined the many offers of marriage. He wanted what every father wanted for his daughter, a good man that held a high status and contained a great amount of wealth. This was wanted for the sole reason that his daughter would be well taken care of and have a life of luxury. Of course this marriage was arranged and there was no true love between the man and the woman.

Sakura hated the idea of marring a man that she did not know or love. But for the sake of her father's reputation and for his approval she was obedient and did what was asked. But she couldn't help but wonder if there was a way to escape the life she held and find one that was more satisfying. Where she could find someone she loved and settle down, instead of marring a complete and utter stranger.

She sighed sadly as she walked, her feet carrying her away from the crowded streets to a small and narrow road that lead to a small green field. It was a welcomed sight compared to the grey walls and building that made the city what it was. In that small field grew small wild flowers and trees and among them rested a single cherry blossom tree, her favorite plant.

A familiar voice called her name and her eyes traveled to a near by tree where three figures sat in the shade of an old oak tree. Sakura smiled, showing off her pearly whites to the figures, her eyes glistening with pure happiness and joy.

"I knew you three would be here!" She said happily making one of the figures chuckle.

"Things never change," A girl with brown hair, replied. Her hair was twisted into two buns that rested at the top of her head. Her brown eyes were focused on the figure before her, while her hands were placed upon her lap. She wore a light pink and white dress that was tight around her waist and flowed outward but from her sitting position it was a mass of rich fabric. A red ribbon was tied at her chest, while two others were located on either sides of her waist. "Besides we wouldn't have it any other way. Right, Hinata?"

A woman with long raven hair that flowed past her waist nodded. Her lavender eyes, so unusual that made her beautiful. Her skin was pale and flawless and was only brought out by her black and white dress. Her dress was folded neatly underneath her, unlike the brown haired woman beside her, taking more care in her appearance. The dress was elegant and all throughout the fabric white designs were found. Glorious flowers and vines sown into the rich fabric. Her hands were folded neatly in her lap giving her the appearance of a lady at court. "Right. Tenten has always been one of tradition."

"You bet!" Tenten added with a large smile.

"Well I am not surprised that you two are here. But as for the lazy lump next to you, I can say I am a bit taken back," Sakura said with a playful smile tugging at her lips as she looked over to a man with brown hair. His hair was held up in a small ponytail that rested at the top of his skull. His onyx eyes sent a slight glare in the girl direction, and a scowl firmly planted on his lips. He wore a white long sleeve shirt with a green vest over top of it. Black pants covered his legs and black shoes covered his feet. Behind his head propped against the tree was a black jacket folded in a neat square.

"Troublesome," the man muttered under his breath making the women chuckle, but Hinata was the only one who held a hand above her mouth muting the sound. Sakura made her way over to the group and choose to site between Hinata and Tenten. She carefully folded her dress about her making sure there was no "show" to those who would pass by.

"Oh Shikamaru… you love us any way," Sakura said playfully punching him in the arm.

"You two are far more trouble then your worth…" He muttered, his tone of voice was lazy and slight relaxed. "And worst of all you had to drag Hinata into it!"

"Oh like you were any better! You got in the same amount of trouble that we did when we were kids!" Tenten cried, pointing a slim finger in Shikamaru's direction.

"And Hinata came willingly… who would have known a Hyuuga heiress would be such a trouble maker!" Sakura exclaimed making the raven-haired girl blush a deep crimson.

"S-sakura! Every child goes through a phase, which they rebel against authority! It's only natural," Hinata cried, trying to defend herself and her past actions.

"How right you are Hinata!" Tenten said with a large smile. Shikamaru, who had been watching this exchange of words, smiled and shook his head. These girls were quite a handful when they were young and he had no choice but to follow their example. "Those were good times!"

"It's a shame that it had to end," Sakura whispered making the smiles disappear. All laughter stopped and came to a complete silence. All eyes were upon the pink haired woman, their gazes holding sorrow.

"Yeah… a shame," Tenten muttered softly as she brushed an annoying lock out of her eyes.

"I… I can't believe that this is what our future holds for us… I mean when I was little I always thought that I would find that one person and live a happy life I always dreamed of. But of course my eyes are opened to reality and all I see in sight is an unhappy future." Sakura said softly, her voice holding a deep sadness and longing that would make hearts break. "Arrange marriages… and stupid balls that mean nothing but to show political power."

"It's not as terrible as it seems." Hinata said placing a hand upon her friend's shoulder. Emerald eyes met lavender in a questioning stare. "You will be well taken care of… and have a home to call your own."

"But what if I don't want that? What if I rather have to struggle through life? What if I want to marry a man that I know and love? Doesn't that mean anything?"

"That sort of talk is dangerous Sakura," Shikamaru said cutting in. He rose from his position to stand above the girls, his onyx eyes piercing them. "You know that!" Sakura looked away sharply and tired to ignore his gaze but she could still feel it upon her, never wavering. "I say this as a friend, and with all do respect but you must let your dream die! Your father, Sakura, has very little tolerance for foolishness, and it would be wise to be obedient and follow his orders."

"But I hate this life Shikamaru," Sakura whispered making her friend shake his head, and Tenten and Hinata give her pitying looks.

"Consider yourself lucky Sakura. Many people would want to be in your shoes," Shikamaru said softly before pulling his jacket over his shoulders. "Excuse me, I have plans to met up with Kiba, see you around." And with that he left the three maidens a lone.

"Sakura… I hate that I will someday marry a complete stranger but that is our fate… as sad as it seems," Hinata whispered before rising, her hands brushing her fabric trying to dislodge any grass that clung to her. "Now I must go… my father will be expecting me."

The young Hyuuga heiress turned from her friends and made her way to the busy streets of Konoha. Tenten turned to her close friend and gave her a sad smile.

"Cheer up Sakura… maybe you might marry a man you will eventually love in time. Even if he's old he might be quite the looker," Tenten said with a wink making Sakura flash a smile. It was fake and forced but her friend was none the wiser.

"Maybe…"

"Well see you around! I have to go met up with Lee and Chouji for lunch. I promised them I would yesterday. If I missed it they would never let me live it down." The brown-haired woman rose and waved goodbye to her friend before exiting the small green yard, leaving Sakura a lone and bitter.

She couldn't understand why her friends accepted their fate so easily. As far as she could remember they made their own choices and followed their own rules, never bothering with the way of the courts. But now that they were older, they were molded into the perfect image of the wealthy class.

Rising from her sitting position, Sakura made her way home slowly, not in a hurry to get home. She hated those white walls and black roof that held her captive. Hated it to its core but thoughts of her parents made her sigh. Maybe her friends were right… maybe her life wasn't so bad. 'If I am lucky… I might be able to marry one of my friends… like Kiba, Sai, Chouji, or Lee,' she thought silently to herself. 'It wouldn't be so bad. At least I would know them… but knowing father he will never chose one of them.'

Deciding that she was not ready to go home, Sakura took an all to familiar turn into a long deserted road. She wouldn't mind having a small visit to her friend Sai would hurt. Besides she hadn't seen the dark artist out and about lately. In her opinion… the man needed to get out more. And what better way then to go out to lunch with a dear friend?

Underneath the city.

Silent and dark, the only light a trail of torches that lined the endless halls of stone. A figure walked soundlessly down these hails, his direction unaffected by the darkness that surrounded him. The man wore a black long sleeve shirt that exposed his well-toned chest to all and long black pants. On his feet he wore sharp black boots. His onyx eyes were locked on the floor before him and did not turn to look when the sound of fast footsteps reached his ears. Nor did he turn when his name was called by a familiar figure.

"Sasuke!"

The man behind him had golden hair with bright blue eyes. On his cheeks were three thin lines that gave him a rough look. His skin was tan, so different from Sasuke's pale skin. Unlike the brooding male her wore a loose crimson long sleeve shirt that was wrinkled. He wore long black pants with black boots to match. A large smile was spread across his face reaching his eyes.

"So I heard you came in late last night. What were you up to?" The man asked slyly, his eyebrows raised in question. The smile never left his face as he gazed at the dark figure before him.

"None of your business Naruto," the man replied sharply making Naruto chuckle. The blond shook his head and shook a finger at Sasuke.

"Temper, temper Sasuke," he said mockingly. He gave the man a sly grin making him look feral and dangerous. Sasuke suddenly stopped and shot the man named Naruto a hard glare. "And it is my business since you are a close friend of mine!"

"Since when was that a valid reason?"

"Oh it always was one, Sasuke! Besides sooner or later you would have to answer the question. The Council will be curious and will press you on the matter. So why not tell a close friend?" Naruto ended with a slight shrug of his shoulders.

Sasuke remained silent and continued on his path down the dark hallway making Naruto release a sigh of frustration. Sasuke contemplated telling the man his secret and his reason for always going off a lone. But was it safe? Would his friend tell? Could he trust him? Should he risk it? No, for nothing was secret in this coven. It was very unwise to tell a secret within these cold stonewalls, for these walls had ears and eyes.

"Forget about it Naruto! Like I said before it's none of your business!" Sasuke snapped before increasing his pace down the hall, his feet carrying him to the exit. Naruto did not follow him, and only watched with curious blue eyes. 'What is Sasuke hiding that makes him on edge?' He thought before turning his back on his friend's retreating form. 'He will tell me in time. He always does.'

Night

Sakura sighed softly as she traveled the dark streets of the city toward her home. Her visit with Sai had been… different. The man seriously had no skill with socializing, nor did he know how to treat a lady. He was completely and utterly lost when it came to how to act around others. She shook her head; it would be a miracle if he were ever allowed to marry a noble woman.

The streets were calm and slow now that the sun had set behind the horizon. A cold breeze circled her making her shiver slightly. She wished she hadn't spent so much time at Sai's house her parents would be worried. Quickening her pace she sped through the streets desperate to get home, not wanting to get caught by some man in a dark alley. She passed a small bar where several men staggered out of it. Their voices slurred and muffled, but Sakura swore that they were singing "Amazing Grace." On edge she kept her eyes on the figures making sure they didn't decide to come after her. Nighttime was a very dangerous time in the city. It was the time criminals and prostitutes came out of hiding.

Looking away from the drunken men to focus on the road before her. The dark alleyways made Sakura on edge, no longer being able to see what resided with them. She couldn't help but glance down the narrow streets to make sure nothing was waiting to jump out. Passing one that was extremely dark she suddenly felt something grab her hand and yank her backwards. Her body collided with something solid. A horrid and dominant smell filled her nose making her want to gag. Looking upwards she saw clouded and sharp black eyes. A face that was twisted and rough filled her vision, along with the sight of knotty brown hair. The man wore dirty, and stained clothing telling her that he hadn't taken a bath for days. Sakura tried to hold back the urge to clear the contents of her stomach.

Trying to escape the man's hold, she pulled against his grip. Her face contorted into one of disgust and displeasure. "Sir, please release me," She ordered softly, still trying to get the man to let go of her. "You are hurting my arm!" The man remained silent and only increased the pressure on her arm almost painfully. "Let go of me!"

"Why would I do that?" The man asked making Sakura's heart sink. Possible futures ran through her mind like wild fire, none that would end pleasantly. "A flower like your self is something of great value to me."

"Unhand me, you bastard!"

"Watch your tongue!" the man snapped and raised his hand to strike her. "Or I'll make you have respect for me!" Just as he was about to strike her, a pale hand shot forward and captured it. A smooth but dangerous voice cut in. It made her heart beat quicken.

"If you lay a single hand on this woman, I will make sure that you will pay dearly."

Sakura turned to stare at the newcomer and gasped. The man had dark raven hair that was spiked in an odd but alluring way. His skin and face was one that many artists painted upon their rich canvases. His eyes, the most captivating feature she had ever seen in a man, were a dark onyx that seemed to read deep inside a person's very soul. His eyes were hard and sharp and made the man release his hold on her. Taking very slow steps backwards, the horrid man kept his eyes on the dark stranger before taking off in the other direction.

Sakura sighed in relief and turned to thank the man that saved her life. When she was about to thank him, his cool voice cut her off. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine… thanks to you," She said with a nod, her emerald eyes taking in the man's figure and adding it to her memory. She never wanted to forget him and his bewitching eyes.

"It was nothing… would you like me to walk you home?" He asked surprising her. This man, a stranger, and a person she just met just offered to take her home. It was kind of him, and not to mention very generous. How could she possibly turn him down?

Sakura nodded and he held out his arm, and with slight hesitation she took it, linking her arm with his. When she touched him she felt something send chills along her skin, and shock waves to her brain. Her heart began to beat rapidly and she fought the heat that threatened to rise into her cheeks. This man affected her greatly, and it drove her mad. She had just met him and the though of being near him made her heart flutter in her chest. And the sense of familiarity stunned her into silence as they walked. How did feel like she knew this man? How?

The silence between them was broken only once when he asked where she lived. She replied of course but couldn't seem to find anything to start a conversation. This man seemed above small talk and social chatter that kept the conversation going so that awkward silences never appeared. He seemed like a man of a few words, one that spoke when it was needed or when he had something important to say.

Sakura didn't realize she was at her front door, to drawn in her inner struggle. The man's cool voice brought her back to reality. "Goodnight," the man said softly before turning away from her. She had to admit that man made her forget everything by just the sound of his voice. Suddenly, she realized, that she didn't get his name.

"Wait!" She called out making the man halt in his tracks. His head turned slightly so she could see one dark onyx eye. His brow was raised in question, waiting for her to finish. Sakura blushed slightly and fumbled with her dress. "What is your name?"

The man smirked slightly making her blush deepen. "It's rude to ask for someone's name before stating yours," He said flatly, making her gasp.

"I'm Haruno Sakura."

"Sasuke." He said before continuing to walk away from the large house. Sakura remained at the doorway, watching his retreating figure until it disappeared from sight. A small smile spread across her features, as she turned to open the door to her home. As she closed the door behind her she silently prayed that she would be able to see him again.

But she wasn't aware that the man that she met tonight, was the one that visited her once the moon shone brightly over the city. And that he had finally learned her name after so many years of watching over her.