Betrayed My Heart

Written by: BloodySandGirl

Disclaimer: BloodySandGirl doesn't own Naruto. Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto; all BloodySandGirl owns is Fujimoto Sayuri and her family. ...

Thanks: To Arianna Le Fay for not only the Follow but also the Fav! I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it :)

Writer's Note: Alright, chapter one whew. I hope you like our heroine Fujimoto Sayuri! She's going to undergo some serious changes in her character as we go, so be prepared. Don't expect her to become some bad ass girl though, she'll always stay softhearted :)

Also, I know I said...two weeks or so and that will be the general idea but this got all finished and edited etc blah blah blah, faster than I expected so...well I'm gonna get it out early. :)

Chapter One:

The feeling of the cool spring breeze blew my hair into my face as I rushed towards the academy in my village. It was my first day and while my mother was slightly upset I knew were my father alive he would be proud of me. I stopped by the old tree wrapping a hand around one of the ropes of the swing hanging from its branches. I couldn't help but shift nervously as I watched other children and their parents interacting as my own could or would not be here. I shook my head as to uneasily pushed my brown hair back from my face, the light strands shining softly in the bright sun with a golden tone.

"I can do this!" my words were soft but came out more confident than I had expected them to. That confidence was a sham though, I was scared of a lot of things but right now my unease of people was in the forefront. I reluctantly released the rope leaving the swing to sway as I nervously started towards the building trying to ignore everyone else. However I couldn't help but hear the parents words of encouragement to their children and felt jealousy hit me as I fought tears. I ducked my head as a few trailed down my cheeks, my father should be here with me but he couldn't and that knowledge hurt a great deal. My mother chose to not be here, but I shied from thoughts of her or I knew I would cave and run back home to safety.

I quickly pushed the door open feeling small and alone as I walked down the hall tears falling in my wake. I figured I would have a few moments alone to push my sadness and tears away, because kunoichi do not cry. At least to me good ones did not and I was determined if my classmates thought anything of me it would not be that I was weak. I knew the truth however, that I really was weak but I was determined to get past that and become strong like my father had been. I slid the door to my classroom open and glanced up surprised to see another person in the room as I'd not expected it. Dark eyes locked onto me making unease stir but I lifted my tear stained face up almost looking down at the boy who appeared about my age.

I headed towards a seat even as I studied him and felt like he was doing the same in return. His hair was also dark although more so than his eyes at least at this distance. He was wearing dark cloths, much like I myself was although while mine was in browns his was black as his hair. I sat down without saying a word rubbing the evidence of my tears from my face before I pulled out my notebook and pencil. I shoved the small bag I'd carried with me under the desk before I set my gathered items on the table before me. I couldn't help but glance over at him nervously, we both happened to be sitting in the back row although several seats apart. I saw a small smirk on his face as he turned to a book before him, I guess he had been reading when I came in. His smirk made me flush bright with embarrassment even as I felt a little angry at him for doing so, how dare he! This boy knew nothing about me or why I'd been crying and I felt like he was judging me. However despite my anger I wouldn't do anything as I never did I doubted that fact would change.

I bit the inside of my cheek as I opened my notebook doing my best to ignore him as I wrote my name down on the inside cover. Fujimoto, Sayuri my name stared back at me and I smiled at my even looping scrawl. My father had named me, and I took pride in my name even though he was no longer with me. I took pride because he named me and to me he was the strongest, most amazing person I would ever meet. At least I can say that was my view point, I suppose there were plenty of other ninja who were much stronger than my father. However, I saw him strong as stone as he'd never been anything but calm with me or my mother.

My every goal was just to make him proud.

'Oto-san...I miss you' I sighed softly at my thought as I allowed my mind to wander, but shied away from the bad memories focusing only on the good. It did not seem long that I was lost in my thoughts of a happier time before the shuffle of feet made me look up to see that the other students were coming into the classroom. However I gave them little more than a glance as I turned back to my notebook with a soft smile, it was officially my first day of class now.

'I'll do my best!' I couldn't help but smile at my determined thoughts as our Sensei started to call out students names and I only half paid attention, mainly for my own name. I doodled in that time, not caring about my fellow classmates as I had plenty of time to make friends as I had none. I suppose that would be mainly because I was very shy, I always had been and talking to others was difficult at best. I'd had friends before my fathers death and my mothers walk down into a place where she'd become almost...insane.

"Fujimoto, Sayuri." My head snapped up at my called name, I'd wandered into myself a bit too much there.

"Present Sensei..." I mumbled uncomfortably but for once I did not hear any whispers. They were always there, mainly about my mother and how I was such a 'poor child' having to deal with her mental state after her breakdown. I knew my mother wasn't strong but I tried not to resent her for leaving me at four to take over everything in our household. I tried but deep down part of me did resent her for falling so far into a dependency on me who was still very much a child.

My father's elder sister had came to live with us not long ago, thus lessening my burden and although it helped me I held some dark emotion on the inside towards both women. My aunt Kotori because she'd not come sooner and had whether intentional or not forced me to take on adult responsibilities. My mother because she had simply faded back into herself acting much like a empty doll, although she had spurts where she would act absolutely crazy. I shied away from such thoughts and studied the desk in front of me rather intently hoping the others would not try to interact with me.

I wanted friends but I was scared I would receive scorn as I had in the past for my mother's screaming antics. I looked up slightly through the long fall of my brown hair to look at the other students, none were even paying me the slightest mind. That made the unease in my stomach lessen, that is until my eyes locked with those of the boy that had been here even before I. I felt heat race across my face and knew even with my slight summer tan my cheeks would be a bright and blistering pink color. I ducked back fully behind the curtain of my hair only feeling minimally better.

'Why is he staring at me?!' I screamed at myself, my thoughts confused and unsure. However our teacher started talking and so I hastily went back to my notebook being sure to take down every note I could.

Chakra: Ninja use this to perform jutsu {except Taijutsu which is hand to hand- Mostly}. It comes from two places in a person.

1} Our body energy {Naturally have in ones self}

2} Our mental and spiritual energy { More from exercise and experience}

We use a combination of pulling out and releasing these two energies to perform a jutsu but have to actually have enough chakra to do so. Each ninja has the potential to better utilize one of the elements in ninjutsu.

The elements are: {Suiton} Water, {Katon} Fire, {Fuuton} Wind, {Raiton} Lightening and {Doton} Earth.

I did a quick glance over my writing being sure I had everything carefully down in a understandable way, or at least for me when I studied. I wasn't the most physically strong girl of five out there but I was smart and I hoped I could just train my body. If I could do that then I would be better rounded as a person but also more able to become a successful ninja. I wasn't sure exactly what my goals were, at least for the long term. I just knew I wanted, no I needed to become a ninja just like my father had because it was my only way of being close to him. Although I can say that wasn't my only reason, I also wanted to get away from my mother and on my own. Selfish, maybe but I had came to not care in the past year as my mother showed no signs of ever being a useful citizen anytime soon.

As I listen to our teacher and took down notes I couldn't help but glance up a few times toward the dark haired boy from earlier. He himself seemed almost as diligent as me in his attention but for some reason I also felt while he was paying attention that part of him was elsewhere. When he looked over locking eyes with me again, I managed a small smile before I quickly looked back down feeling my flame up again. 'Why are you blushing again Sayuri?!' I mentally berated myself before I did a quick glance around the room. I noticed that most of the girls in my class were watching the boy, giggling and talking among themselves. I did a quick glance back at the boy before I leaned forward listening to the conversation the closest two girls were having.

"His name is Uchiha Itachi! He's just so cute.."

"I agree...he's quiet though, I heard Miyumi-Chan tried to ask him out but he j-" I quickly stopped listening already bored.

'Useless girl chatter?' I couldn't help but shake my head at their 'crushes' on this Uchiha, Itachi. I did not understand other girls my age, although I suppose that could be because I never interacted with them. 'Then again I guess I just don't see what they do...or I at least don't think of boys in that manner.' That was probably the best explanation I decided 'I just don't think like that, and I might not ever think like that but...I'm okay with that.' I was determined then that I would stay far from Uchiha-San, I did not need some useless jealous girls getting fussy with me after all. I needed to focus on my goal of being a ninja, so I could help others and not be a hazard to my own team when the time came.

The rest of class I listened to our teacher being sure to keep my attention firmly on the logic behind each individual jutsu. Logic I could deal with, girls crushing I could not and for me that was okay. I was more likely to make friends with any of the boys but doing so with another girl seemed like a stretch to me. I just didn't think like most girls my age, those that I knew anyways, and I doubted we would have anything in common. 'I don't need any friends' while I thought my own thoughts to be true I also knew I was lonely. It was something I knew I would have to find some way to deal with on my own though and really I was okay with that.

Lunch came soon after that and then we girls at least were to take a floral arrangement class to teach us how to blend in. I myself did not see the point personally, but I also knew it could be something useful if I was any good at it that is. So I slipped from my class into the hall while the others chatted among themselves swinging my bag over one shoulder as I did so. I clutched my notebook to my chest, flat as it was, after tucking the pencil behind my hear as I walked quietly down the hall. I was heading towards the small garden area just outside where my next class would start for quiet while I ate. As I slipped outside I saw no one else in the immediate area and chose a spot under a tree sitting down carefully. I tugged back bag in front of me opening it to pull out my bento with a small smile before I pulled out my thermos of tea.

As I ate in silence, enjoying the warm spring breeze I contemplated how best to approach other students in my class. I did not want to be alone, not really but still the thought of making friends to only be abandoned again scared me. I was already staying far from the one boy I already knew anything about as I did not need to deal with anymore drama. Drama in the form of girls who crushed on him that is, but part of me couldn't help but be curious about him. He'd been quiet and withdrawn much like myself, also enjoyed books and he'd not called me out on my earlier tears at any point today. I supposed he might wait til later, if only to be polite but for some reason I needed to know the answer to that burning question. So while I would not become friends with him, I decided there as I ate that I would at least ask him why. That is...why he'd not said anything, but I would wait a few days as there was still time for him to say something to someone.

I guess if I was being honest with myself, I didn't want to really ask I was too scared of his response or that he might say something to someone. Besides what if some girl saw me talking to him and got the wrong idea, that was the last thing I wanted. Alienating myself further from people because I 'went' after the guy all the girls had a thing for was a big no no right? I really wasn't sure but I'd gotten used to people expecting the worse of me without ever even actually meeting me. I shook my head dislodging my train of thought before I quickly started to put away my now empty bento and thermos.

Slinging my bag over my shoulder I quickly dusted off pants to make sure no stray grass clung to me. I turned then nearly plowing over another girl who squeaked, rather loudly at that, in my face.

"I'm so very sorry!" I said bowing quickly after I had stepped back a decent bit to give us both some much needed breathing room.

"Oh...it's okay, I should have been paying better attention..." She seemed to study me and I couldn't help but duck my head effectively hiding behind my hair. "Your Fujimoto-San right?" When I nodded she smiled at me extending her hand "I'm Uramaru. Tano...but you can call me Tano-San if...well if you want to..."

"I...I would like that T-tano-San, please call me Sayuri-San then!" I felt a slightly nervous bubble of excitement in my chest as I looked up into her soft brown eyes, Tano seemed like she might be my first friend.

"Okay then Sayuri-San" She flashed a dimpled smile and I couldn't help but feel at ease with her "Um, Sayuri-San...do you think...perhaps we could be friends?" I nearly clapped in my joy as I gabbed her hands grinning.

"Please?! I don't have any...I mean...I...ah...that is...and I was hoping but you know...I ...ah..."

"Don't worry" She laughed and my panic eased "I don't have any friends either...and you seemed nice...I mean you weren't in one of the groups of girls that have been gossiping. I cant stand people like that but I can never seem to stand up to them either..." Her kindness and shy blush made me instantly take a liking to her.

"R-really? Me either but...people make me uncomfortable...plus I don't see the big deal of boys...unless they are a friend then. I'm...I mean I just kept over hearing the girls in front of me talking about Uchiha-San and how cute he was and such. I've never gotten that stuff though..."

"Wow! Me too, I mean..." Here she shrugged "I have older brothers...so I just think boys are gross..."

"I dont have any siblings, and..." I trailed off unsure of what Tano-San would think of my goal. Moving out away from my mother that is, most people would not understand my need to be my own person in my own way. I smiled at her deciding to just let that stay with me for now "I just don't get most girls really..."

"Oh! We need to hurry our next class starts soon!" She grabbed my hand pulling me along behind her and I couldn't help but be happy that I had made even this one friend.