Chapter 5- The Good Fairy?

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

A/N: Wow I didn't think I'd ever get any followers to this story, so many readers, so many ppl liking my story :D I appreciate all of you and thank you for your patience and encouragements for me to keep writing and going further with my story. I had to make some editing to chapter 4 about Sakura's ANBU mask. I had said she'd gotten the panther and later i accidentally put jaguar. I meant to put panther. I was visualizing Sakura with the panther as her mask for future reasons in the story, but jaguar came out cause I had recently watched too many animal documentaries on wild cats, lol. Anyways to answer reader/commentator, silverwolfigther00 , Sakura is ANBU, ch.2 she reveals her induction tattoo to Ino. Also, in ch.3 when Lady Tsunade calls for Sakura, she prepares to meet her in her ANBU uniform complete with her mask, is sent on a ANBU mission and takes off. Orochimaru meets with Sakura in ch.4 and they fight, she jumps off the cliff and when they go to search through her things, he finds her ANBU mask but didn't see the tattoo because Ino had covered it with the chakra fused concealed makeup. Not a good enough explanation? Well then you're just gonna have to keep reading on now won't you?

-KIVA

There was the sound of birds chirping as a pink headed woman was slowly coming out of a deep sleep. She had started to crack her eyes open when she was blinded by the sun that came and assaulted her eye sight. Squeezing them shut out of reflex, she began to feel the onslaught of a major migraine and all of a sudden her whole body began to feel sore. Tensing up and hissing in pain she felt a pair of arms that she just now noticed were carrying her, adjust themselves so as to not drop her as she could feel the slight rhythmic up and down movement of the person carrying her walking.

"Well, it would seem Sleeping Beauty had finally decided to wake up." Said a deep masculine voice. Cracking open one eye slowly to adjust to the bright sunlight peeking through the tree branches and down upon her, the young pinkette looked up onto the face of her carrier. He seemed like an older man due to the lines on his face coming down from the inner corner of his eyes and tracing down to the rest of his face, but he had a mature voice that sounded like a man in his mid-20s. He also had black hair and the most curious feature of all was his. Red. Swirling. Eyes….

'Who is this guy? And why do I feel so horrible?'

"Perhaps now would be a good time to rest and ask questions I'm sure both of us are dying to ask"

Walking over to a large boulder by a nearby tree the raven haired stranger places the young woman on the boulder gently while he himself moved to lean against the tree in front of her. Taking a good look at him now she could see that he was very fit and definitely not an old man as he had on black slacks and a black mesh shirt and some type of sandals on his feet. She could see he had his hair long and in a thin pony-tail, she felt like she might know him, as if from a dream maybe. Again her head was assaulted with another headache and bringing her hand to her forehead to sooth it she could feel a sudden breeze touch her skin,… her bare skin. Looking down she could see she was wrapped up in some kind of large black cloak with red clouds that had started to slide down and apart showing her she had pretty much nothing else on her except a few bandages wrapped around her in various spots of her body under the giant blanket like cloak. With a small squeak she grabbed it close to her clasping it as close to her neck without strangling herself as possible looking at tall dark and curious with his face turned the other way to give her some sense of privacy and dignity.

"How about for the first and obvious question, how did I wind up naked and in this blanket?"

"I found you naked."

"Eh?!"

"Well it's not like I kidnapped you naked if that's what's running through your head. I was camping by the river bed and you just so happened to wash up nude and wounded. Had I women's clothing you'd be dressed but seeing as to how I travel alone and with no need of such things I thought it was considerate enough of me to give you something to give you a sense of decency." The man said a tad with his voice a tad bit too icy.

"I'm sorry. I. I just… don't know what's going on…" the pinkette mumbled out with downcast eyes.

"*sigh*, well maybe you can answer me now, is there a name you can give me and maybe tell me where you came from or why you'd be skinny dipping unconscious in the river anyways?"

Thinking as hard as possible for a good solid 5 minutes, the young girl came up with blanks. Everything was in a fog, the scariest thing being that she couldn't even think about what her name could remotely be.

"I'm sorry I don't know that either. I don't remember anything." She said with tears starting to well up with fear that if she didn't know anything about herself or her past that she would be lost and abandoned all by herself.

"Well, I guess that just means one thing…" started the red eyed man.

The girl didn't know what he was about to say, she was expecting him to say good luck on your own and hoped that he'd at least let her keep the coat. She didn't want to be stuck in the forest stark naked. Instead, he caught her off guard as he approached her with what seemed like a smirk but his eyes looked like they were trying to comfort her.

"I'm just gonna have to help you find out where you came from so you can remember who you are. But until then, I don't want to refer to you as 'hey', 'you', or 'girl'. Are you sure you don't know your name?"

The girl just shook her head.

"Hmmmm…. How about pinkie?"

"NO." Was the single word that came out of the girls' mouth. Something about that name was just, annoying. She knew she could have a better name than that.

"Well I have no other idea what to call you, your hair is shockingly pink. What about, Rose?"

Thinking about it, something did feel right and familiar about the name. It seemed to fit, maybe it was her actual name.

"Rose, that sounds about right. Ok you can call me Rose." Rose said with a smile and slid off the rock to start walking but nearly collapsed and crumbled to the floor from the excruciating pain that emitted through out her whole body but her traveling partner got to her before she could do that and proceeded to carry her bridal style.

"Although it would be helpful for you to walk on your own, you are in no condition to be walking and it would be much faster if I carried you anyways." And with that they began to walk off.

"Wait, so now we know what to call me, but what should I call you? I know as much about you as I do myself which is practically nothing."

Looking down at Rose with his red eyes he said with in a simple tone, "You can call me Itachi. Uchiha Itachi."