My apologies for that fail at updating for like .. FOUR days Dx. I had to spend some time at a friends and only managed to get like an hour of sleep.. so I crashed literally yesterday. Anyway continuing.
So... I think I have a faint grasp on what the hells happening in this story. xD Also for all of those who enjoy Naruto stories, I am going to be writing a sort of one shot for a friend, for anyone who likes KakaSaku. If you don't .. TOO BAD! xD Lmfao. And for all my Sasusaku fans, we have Sasuke's Birthday and special coming up! I'm also curious to all of those who review my stories;
How do you like Sasuke as an Angel? Or the whole concept of this Naruto world as a modern angel story?
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His Wings
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The night outside was dull, yet so bright. I was standing in a forest, and the half crescent moon illuminated the trees and my hair. I looked down at myself, finding I was wearing a long white dress. I frowned.
When did I ever own such a dress?
It was plain against my pale skin. Behind me I heard the fluttering of birds wings, and I swung around, half scared.
A figure stepped out from behind the trees but did not reveal themselves. In the moonlight I could make out their closed eyelids, and the structures of their face. I decided it was a woman. The woman moved out of the trees and sauntered alightly closer to me and I could help but gasp.
"Mother?" The figure stopped a few feet from me and raised up her hand as if to caress my face, though she could not reach.
"Hello, my little angel." She mumured, not daring to take another step towards me. My hand came up to my face, covering my mouth. I could feel fresh tears cascading down my cheeks like a waterfall.
I couldn't help but shiver as the tears dropped from my jaw and onto my dress.
Only as I moved my foot to run towards my mother did I realize I was barefoot. That didn't stop me from taking a step towards her. Her hand that was cupped out in front of her uncurled, and she halted me. I stared at her in confusion, swaying on my heels. My hand dropped from my face and fell to my side, my tears still dampening my dress, pressing against my stomach.
"Mother, what-" I tried to make out, stammering horredously over my words. She cut me off, her ocean colored eyes blank, but still warm.
"He shouldn't know I'm here, Sakura." She took one more step towards me, now within arms reach, and her hand carressed my cheek. I blinked.
"Who's he? Mother you're not-" She smiled, lovingly, a smile I had missed in the six years she had been gone.
"Did you finally meet your angel, Sakura?" She changed the subject, and I blushed, my hands clutching the necklace around my throat. The silver little angel giving me the confidence to finally speak freely about Sasuke, that admittedly I couldn't do with anyone.
"He's wonderful, Mother and ... I ... I think I lov-" She didn't let me finish the word, as her hand clutched my cheek. She frowned.
"You don't love him Sakura." Her eyes suddenly weren't the same ocean blue green they usually were. Nor were they warm.
They were blood red, and sinister.
A scream formed in my throat, but my windpipe was too dry to let it out. The hand on my face gripped my cheek tighter, and I could feel long nails dig into my skin. I tried again to scream, but all that came out was air. The hand carressed my face yet again, only it wasn't a loving touch. The hand slid down to my neck and clutched my throat.
"Join me, Sakura." The man said. I looked over his face, somehow seeing his facial structure before..but I couldn't remember where or who he resembled. My hands weakly came up to grip his wrist, as I again tried to scream.
"You don't love him Sakura... Why would you? He's weak. Join me and you could be strong.. invincible. He would be proud. Do you know who I'm talking about, Sakura?"
I couldn't help but frown. Who was this He this man spoke of? From my right I heard rustling in the bushes, and I turned my head slightly to catch a glimpse of white wings with gold tained feathers in the moonlight. The man crawled out of the trees, and I saw his white shirt had been stained red with blood where his wings met his spine. Nausea gripped me as I realized what had happened. His wings were in an unnatural position and twitched.
The man stared up at me and my eyes met his onyx ones.
"Sakura... how could you.." Sasuke muttered, a small drop of blood dripping down his jaw.
I tried to yell to Sasuke, to even speak to ask him what he was talking about, but my throat failed me, being gripped too tight. Then did I realize where I had seen that face before.
"It- Itac-" I tried to get out his name but couldn't.
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My eyes snapped open as I sat up right in bed, sweat and sheets clinging to my limbs. My chest heaved as I tried to get in a breath.
I couldn't see my room in the darkness, but I knew there wasn't anyone next to me. Especially a someone with wings. I get off of the bed, and turned on the light, my eyes adjusting to the sudden light.
My sheets are tangled, and there is no one else in my room. I look at the open window, the drapes blowing in and out with the wind. I walk over to the window gently, trying not to step on the hanging sheets and shut the window, pulling the note of the window pane. I unfold, it, willing myself to stop shaking and push the nightmare out of my mind.
Pinky,
Tsunade wants me up early today, so I'll be back hopefully tonight.
Sleep well,
Sasuke.
I can't help but frown at the "sleep well" part. I wonder if I was tossing from this nightmare while he was still in the room. I put the note on my desk, heading over to the nightstand, staring at the clock, rubbing my eyes. I can't help but release a groan, realizing it is only four in the morning. I rub my eyes, wincing slightly, pulling my sheets back onto my bed.
I head over to my closet, my mind running over the dream.
What was Itachi doing? And what did he mean by join him?
Then I remember what Sasuke said a while ago.
"One day he was offered a deal, with the devil, Pein. Pein said if he could kill all that he loved, he would become Pein's darkest and most powerful."
"OH!" I say loudly, opening my closet, looking at my clothes. Pein was the He Itachi mentioned! I pull out a skirt and a blouse, smiling to myself at my realization. Then my mood darkens as I remember what Itachi said in the dream. The familiar nausea returns as I remember how bloody Sasuke was. Why had someone tried to rip his wings off? And why did mother turn into Itachi?
I decided to forget about it, since it was just a dream and I had evidently eaten right before falling asleep.
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A few hours later I'm downstairs eating a bowl of cereal when my father slumps down the stairs, yawning. I can't help but giggle as I finish my cereal and head towards the sink then the refridgerater.
"Morning. Do you want something for breakfast?" I ask over my shoulder, hearing my father sit at the table. He makes a noise in his throat.
"If we have some eggs." I nod, pulling out the carton, and a pan from the cabinet deciding on scrambled.
"Sakura." My father says from the table. I turn to him, warming up the stove.
"Yes?"
"I'm going to see a therapist..." He almost whispers. I can't help but stare at his dark eyes, my mouth open slightly. I watch as he just looks at me, wrinkles on his forehead showing, making him look older that thirty seven. I continue to stare at him, my mind yelling at me to speak.
"W-what?" I blink several times, clutching the counter behind me.
"Well I need to see someone about my .. drinking problem. Maybe it'll help me get over what happened to Hana." A tear comes to his eye. Now I am even more suspicious that Sasuke has done something to him. Ever since he went to check on him downstairs that night. The last night he hit me. I gasp escapes my lips, and I clutch the counter tighter, for a fear of falling. What if this is a dream?
"Okay ..." Is all I can make out.
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At school my mind seems to contantly wonder, even when Kakashi congratulates our class on the exams yesterday, very loudly.
"You will get your scores back in the next few weeks." He grins, even from behind his stupid mask. I frowned slightly, still trying to figure out what he looked like under his mask. Someone pokes my arm with a pencil, and I turn, meeting Kiba's eyes. He grins.
"You alright? You look a bit tired." I blink, trying to take in his words, only half of my brain seeming to be working.
"Yeah.. I was up late last night .. watching a movie and then I guess it's just because I had a bad dream." I bite my lip, realizing what I just told Kiba. He frowns, leaning over his desk towards me. In the background Kakashi continues to talk, blocking out our whispers. Kiba clutches my arm, gently, his eyes staring into mine.
"A bad dream?" I nod, thinking of something else to say, instead of the actual nightmare.
"I failed my PreSAT." I mutter sarcasticly, earning a laugh from Kiba. I smirk, shaking my head, as Kakashi turns toward us. Kiba retracts his fingers from my arm and pulls back up straight in his seat. Kakashi makes a gesture with his hands, and the class turns to us.
"Anything new, Ms. Haruno?" He wonders. I hear Karin snicker in the distance. Kiba rubs his head, a Naruto characteristic.
"We were betting on who would get higher on the SAT." Kiba lies smoothly, watching Kakashi grin. He turns back to the whole class, continuing to speak.
The bell rings a few minutes later, and I pull my books together, shoving them in my bag, watching Kiba do the same. I stand up, as Kiba holds out his hand. I take it, smiling, and head towards the door, only to be shoved backwards by a familiar fake-redheaded girl. (A/N: ITS SO FAKE! xD) Karin glares at me, Ami appearing at her side from another classroom. Kiba raises an eyebrow, staring at her.
"So, Haruno.. because you can't get dear Sasuke Hot-pants, you go in for Kiba?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Sasuke Hot-pants?" Kiba asks amused, pulling his hand from mine, shoving them in his pockets. Karin nods.
"This slut right here tried to move in on the new guy, Sasuke, and ended up with you, Kiba." I growled, my hands clenched.
"I am fed up of your chicken shit, Karin. Why don't you go pick on someone else, who will actually just take it? Because neither Kiba nor I want to deal with his crap anymore." Kiba nods, his fingers grasping my arm for the second time today. Karin snarls, and I push past her and out of the doorway, heading down the hallway, Kiba behind me. He grins, grabbing my hand in his.
"Well damn. Naruto wasn't wrong about you shoving her around." He mutters sarcasticly. I giggle, pulling him towards my locker, opening it.
"Yep. Well I have to go meet up with Hinata at lunch to plan her party.. tell Naruto I said hi?" He nods, leaning against the locker next to mine. He moves his lips slightly, and I watch as he writhes a bit. I shut my locker, putting my books in my bag and lunch, raising an eyebrow at him. He bites his lip, standing up straight.
"The Sasuke from the mall Sunday?" I blush, nodding my head.
"Yes.. but I don't like him." My mind mutters something, but I push my inner away, taking in what I just said. Kiba sighs slightly happily. I grin, kissing his cheek, standing on my tiptoes. He blushes slightly, grinning back. I turn my back to him, waving over my shoulder, heading for the trees outside the cafeteria, looking for Hinata.
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"We should have your party at your house, it's beautifal!" Hinata pouts slightly, taking a bite of her rice.
"But then we couldn't have loud music.. or alchahol." She says, sarcasticly. I laugh, making her also giggle. I take a bite of my apple, thinking deeply. Hinata turns to me, taking another bite of her rice, putting the container down on the bench, and picking up her notebook. She swallows.
"What about at your house, Sakura-chan?" She blushes as I stare at her, my mouth opening slightly. "S-sorry.. I was just .. ah.."
I take another bite of my apple, giggling. "It's alright. we'll see.. My house is quite boring." I make a face, and we both laugh. I suddenly snap my fingers.
"What about the park? It's far from houses, so no one will hear the music or anything and we can light the tiki torches I wanted to get." Hinata smiles.
"Perfect! We can light the torches and I can tell my parents I'm sleeping over yours so we can stay out there late. And the music will carry and it'll be so pretty... But what about food, and drink? Plus we'll have to get some more torches to cover the area better..." I smile as Hinata nods, writing in her notebook. I finish my apple, watching her pick up her container of rice and tomatoes.
"Hey Hinata?" I turn to her, as she puts her fork in her mouth, looking at me. She makes a small noise in her throat.
I look down at my hands in my lap, thinking of where to start. I take a breath.
I tell Hinata everything, from when my mother died all the way to when my father wanted to get therapy. Though I left out any detail pertaining to angels. When I was done, I said nothing, looking at the trees in the distance, biting my lip.
"Can .. can we keep this between ourselves, please?" I murmur, not looking at Hinata.
Hinata pulled me into a hug, and I wrapped my arms around her.
"Of course." She murmurs, pulling away, smiling gently.
"So that's why you never let me sleepover or come over.. huh?" I nod, wiping away a single tear in my eye. We hug again and Hinata closes up her empty container and notebook, putting them away.
"I can't believe next week you'll be older than me." I roll my eyes and we laugh again. "And we still haven't had any snow. What's with that?" Hinata shrugs, standing up, pulling me up with her. She shifts her back on her back, turning to the sky.
"My uncle used to say when there was delayed snow.. there was someone on Earth that was in love very badly."
"Maybe there is.." I ponder.
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I get home from the library at seven that night, yawning slightly. I throw my bag and shoes at the stairs, collapsing on the couch. Only the couch chuckled. I screamed, falling onto the floor, looking up. I see Sasuke with one leg thrown over the arm of the chair, smirking at me.
"Well.. I need to sit here more often." He chuckles again.
I rub my head, kicking his shin. "Not funny, Sasuke-kun!" He grins, as I sit next to him, closing my eyes, leaning my head back.
"How was school?" He asks half heartedly, and I feel him watching my eyelids. I make a face.
"The usual.. except Karin urked me again." I hear Sasuke laugh.
"Urked? And that was that red headed chick right?" I nod, then open my eyes, frowning. "How do you know Karin?" He smirks.
"Saw her headed into the tanning salon in town Sunday." I fall back into the couch laughing, clutching my stomach. Sasuke raises an eyebrow, as I continue to laugh, his lips twitchig into a grin. He nudges me with his knee, as I stop laughing, my hands still clutching my middrift. "Was it that funny?" He wonders. I nod, standing up, looking around.
"I'm guessing my father's still at work." I say outloud, not realizing I never saw his car in the driveway. Sasuke nods.
"I only got here a few hours ago though, so I'm guessing." I nod, heading into the kitchen.
"Angels eat right?" I hear Sasuke chuckle from the doorway of the kitchen.
"Yeah. We don't drink blood so I assume so." He says sarcasticly, smirking. I open the fridge, pulling out the leftover fish from Sunday, putting it in the microwave. I turn to Sasuke, leaning against the counter. I shrug at him, pointing at the table as he sits, looking at me.
"You could make a good vampire though." He chuckles at my statement, leaning the chair back on two legs. The microwave dings, and I pull the fish, potatoes and corn out, distrubuting it onto two plates, handing Sasuke one. I give him a fork and knife too, sitting next to him. He takes a bite of the fish, making a face, mockingly. I take a bite of my own, smacking him.
We eat in silence for a few minutes, before I turn to him, a piece of potato on my fork suspended in mid air.
"Can I ask you something?"
Sasuke nods, making a noise through a mouthful of corn. I giggle slightly, putting my fork in my mouth, chewing for a minute, swallowing.
"If a mortal's life gets better.. and the main conflict sort of resolves.. what happens?" Sasuke looks at me, raising an eyebrow.
"Well... the angel would still stay.. but I guess the time would shorten by months." My face saddens. Sasuke tilts his head. "Why do you ask?" I play with my left over fish, not meeting his eyes. I shrug.
"I was just curious. And what if another conflict arises after?" Sasuke frowns slightly, turning back to his almost empty plate. I stare down at my own.
"Well I guess you get extended time. I really don't know about that one." He admits, taking another bite of his fish. I finish mine, my brain thinking through what he said. I clean up our plates when we're done, remaining silent. My phone rings from the counter and I pick it up, reading my father's text.
Someone called in sick at the law firm so I'll have to stay until three.
I text him back, reading it outloud to Sasuke. He nods, smirking, watching the sky darken outside.
"How about some midnight swimming?" He asks from the table. I smirk, looking outside.
"Sasuke-kun.. it's December, it's cold and it's not even 12 at night!" Sasuke shrugs, standing up, pulling at my hand. "Please?" He pouts, and my jaw drops at how childish he seems. I laugh, wishing I captured it on camera. I nod, giving in, feeling him pull me upstairs.
"Do you have to go and get shorts again?" I ask as he pulls me up the stairs towards my room. I can practicly feel him smirk.
"I brought a pair... just in case." I roll my eyes.
"Just in case my ass." I mutter, hearing Sasuke chuckle.
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Again I stick my toe in the water, shivering a bit at the outside weather. Sasuke rolls his eyes, pulling off his shirt and pants, diving into the water again. I feel a sense of deja vu and blush as I remember what happened last time we were here.
I pull my jacket off finally, slipping under the water, opening my eyes.
I stare at Sasuke's wings under the water, never getting bored of staring at the gold shimmering off of them. My fingers once again find my necklace as I grip it, closing my eyes again, remembering my mother. The bad dream suddenly floods back to me and I make a noise in my throat, struggling with absolutely nothing under the water, before Sasuke grips my arms, pulling me up. I gasp, coughing.
"You okay?" Sasuke frowns, looking worried. I grip his shoulders, my chest heaving slightly. I nod weakly, treading water.
"I just ... Ah I had to sneeze under water." I can almost laugh at how stupid that seems. But Sasuke does it for me as he chuckles, releasing my arms, pulling back from me. "It's always you, Pinky." He says sarcasticly. I splash water in his face. He smirks, returning the favor.
We fight around pulling at each other and splashing around before I pull back, laughing too loudly. I hold up a hand.
"Alright I-I give up!" Sasuke smirks in victory.
"Can I ask you another question, Sasuke?" I swim over to the edge, sitting on the ledge, my legs in the water. Sasuke leans on my knees, smirking again. He nods, as I shiver, leaning for my towel, wrapping it around me for the moment.
"What were you like when you were... well... cold?" Sasuke raises an eyebrow for a moment, before getting what I am asking him.
"Like a bitch." We both chuckle, before he lays his head on his arms, his face turning serious.
"When I was younger.. and I found out my mother wasn't an angel.. It made me really sad. Neither my father or myself would talk to anyone, and we were just really cold. I felt like I couldn't trust anyone with my feelings or even tell anyone anything. I mostly ignored anyone, and a few of my first assignments. Then one of my old assignments, a little orphan called Rin came up to me one day and just ... slapped me. Literally. She was younger than me but she only did it once. Then she yelled at me, and after that.. I realized people can and will care."
Sasuke shrugs.
"After that I felt like I could talk to people more, and I felt a bit happy. And you know why my father was happy." He grins, as I nod, thinking of my mother again.
"How is she Sasuke?" I look away from him, towards the sky, not believing how warm it is for December. Sasuke rubs a hand up his face and through his raven locks.
"He's lovely." He murmurs. "She's one of Tsunade's favorites... like S-" He stops as I turn to him.
"Like who?" I tilt my head. He shakes his hair.
"Nothing. She is one of Tsunade's favorite angels. In fact she's with an assignment right now.. in Australia." I smile gently, thinking of my mother of all people with white wings streaked with golden, helping another person in need. I frown once more, looking at Sasuke.
"Why didn't she get picked to help me?" Sasuke shrugs gently.
"When you were an assignment, she was already with an assignment herself and she doesn't .. or didn't know that your father beat you. Tsunade knew she was you mother and chose to keep it from her so she wouldn't hurt Hana." I touch his cheek, and he looks up at me, his onyx eyes confused.
"Thank you for everything, Sasuke-kun.." I kiss his forehead, pulling my towel off of me, suddenly diving into the water beside him. I hold myself under the water, while my blush fades, and pull up finally, staring at Sasuke. He grins.
"Your welcome, pinky."
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AHAA. xD I'm happy. Sorry this took so long... I was off an on the subject with inspiration all day. Anyways.
Sorry about the fact that its freaking December and not snowing xD I totally messed up, but don't worry.. I will so totally make it snow. Because I'm freaking Jack Frost, bitches. Lmfao. How'd you like it? Reviews pleaseeee. Thank youu.
I don't have much to say this time so... stay tuned for the next chapter. Sorry for this random change in Sakura's father.. but I promise you'll know why it happened so quick if you stay tuned xD Hope you enjoyed. MUAH :3