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"Speaking"
"Inner thoughts"
Sakura awaited her mother's arrival to retrieve her from the academy until dust and then began to make her way home.
"Maybe mother got caught up with something, it's not like I don't know the way home. I'll surprise her and show her how much I have grown."
As she ascended down the narrow street filled with venders she began to think of her long time crush Sasuke.
"Who am I kidding he will never notice me, then again he never pays attention to anyone. But I've an edge on the other girls, at least I am in the top of the class with Sasuke."
Before she could dwell on her thoughts further, she reached her front door. The house was dark light only coming from the open door; making her way towards the sitting room she was greeted by a foul stench. Trying to feel her way into the darkness, she felt a warm liquid at her toes.
"Water? Did father knock over one of mothers flower vases?"
She heard a clatter coming from the far side of the room, and when she looked up, the setting sun flooded into the room from the large window.
Itachi stalked back to the compound, just ending a meeting with the clan elders. He wished the road would be longer, he was in no hurry to return home just yet. He wanted to enjoy the quiet air that filled the night after sundown. He was more than well aware that the moment he returned home, his father would go on about how he should be thinking about his duties of being the next clan monarch. Personally he could care less about being the leader of the clan. But as his father drove into his thick skull many of times it was his right and duty.
He was passing through the common part of the village, where most of the civilians lived and worked. He passed many shops and restaurants, having no interest to enter any of them he continued his way toward more homes and apartments. He gazed at the setting sun in front of him he noticed he wasn't familiar with this part of the village.
He lingered within the neighborhood, until he caught a small whimper in the night air. He twirled to his right and was met with an open door into a house. He knew in his gut that there was something amiss coming from the house. He readied his kunai in his hand as he silently flowed into the house. Making his way toward the sitting room he was met by a familiar smell. One he had to deal with more times that anyone should. The smell of blood engulfed his senses.
He approached the room with caution, rounding the corner he spotted blood on the floor and splattered over the walls. But what perplexed him was the sight of a young girl cowering in the room, while a shadow loomed over her. Somehow the shadow heard Itachi, the silhouette turned toward Itachi, and without using his sharingan there was no mistake for who those yellow eyes belonged.
Hey guys! So I decided to continue on with this story… Please tell me what you think and if you have any ideas let me know I am open to having help with my first story. Also is the length ok, I can make it longer but it would take a few days for each chapter. Thanks for the reviews so far!