Author's Note: I found this stowed away and decided, hey, why not upload it. I have no idea when I started writing it and it's definitely a couple years old, so that explains if my writing style appears different. Hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the storyline. I do not own the italicized text either, that belongs to a song known as The Funeral by Band of Horses.

Title: Break Me
Genre: Angst, some Action
Rating: T
Pairing(s): None
Summary: "Break my heart," she repeated, firmer with a harsh clench of her fists. "You've done it before. Why not again?"

Break Me

The wind was cold and crispy as it grazed along his skin, the bitter iciness opening small crimson cuts along his skin, as though taunting him, punishing the actions he was going to take.

Dressed in the loose open shirt with a large purple obi tied loosely around his waist, along with dark pants with his usual ankle-reaching black sandals, he glided easily through the trees, the moonlight his only source of light to guide his path.

Blurs of viridian whizzed by his peripheral vision as his arms flew limply behind him as he ran. Closer he proceeded to his destination, the further he went along the path the more familiar it became.

At the thought, his back molars ground against one another. His jaw clenched, onyx eyes hardening as they squinted.

Messy bangs of raven hair sprawled against his face until he suddenly came to a halt, both arms falling flaccidly to his sides.

The large archway towered over him, engraved in the top center was the Fire country's leaf symbol, representing the Hidden Village in the Leaves.

He stared, expression void of emotions, his composure aloof. He took one step forward, officially entering the very village Uchiha Sasuke was banned from six years ago.

By instinct, he masked his chakra, although he could not sense any other chakra for miles. After all, judging by the darkness of the sky and the glow of the moonlight, it was assumed to be around three in the morning, very well into the dead of night.

I'm coming up only to hold you under
I'm coming up only to show you wrong
And to know you is hard; we wonder
To know you all wrong; we were.

His ears perked. He could hear footsteps in the distance approaching. The movements were soft and light, and based on that alone Sasuke concluded whomever was approaching was a woman. He took a step back, concealing himself in the shadows. He retrieved a kunai and held it with a firm grip.

He scoffed internally. Not even a challenge, he thought to himself.

She walked passed him, unbeknownst that he lied in the shadows. He stepped forward, revealing his tall, strong build. Onyx eyes widened for a moment before composing into a vacant expression.

In the moonlight it was revealed the woman had pink hair. It glowed against the stream of silver light. Nevertheless, the Uchiha clutched his kunai tighter.

"Do it."

He blinked at the sound of her voice. She slowly turned around, emerald eyes slowly rising to meet with void onyx eyes.

She hadn't changed a bit, he noticed. Her hair remained short, her facial features remained the change. She was taller and fuller, but her eyes remained the same.

"Do it," she spoke once more, her soft voice slowly, gradually rising, along with the flare of her temper. The tip of the kunai glistened in the moonlight. "Break my heart."

He stared, sleek, dark eyebrows pulling together in a tight scowl. "You're delusional," he responded, lowering his kunai and simply putting it away. She wasn't even worth using a kunai, he concluded.

"I'm not delusional," she retorted. "A, B, C, D, E. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. That's not delusional, Sasuke-kun." She spoke his name with a mocking bittersweet tone, emerald eyes flashing. Sakura took a step forward, her own thin eyebrows wrinkling as her large forehead creased. She watched him hold his posture, straight and tall, composing himself with a prideful arrogant aura surrounding him. His mask of lack of emotions bothered her, as she had tried effortlessly, multiple times to crack that harsh, icy exterior, to heal the wounds beneath.

With every attempt, failure was almost certain.

And she hated failing.

"Break my heart," she repeated, firmer with a harsh clench of her fists. "You've done it before. Why not again?"

Really too late to call,
So we wait for morning to wake you
That's all we got
to know me as hardly golden
Is to know me all wrong, they were.

His jaw clenched, onyx eyes hardening. "Go home, Sakura."

"Fool me once, shame on you," she continued, taking another step forward. A chilling breeze blew by, swishing her hair gently to the side, but she held her fierce outlook. Her molars ground against one another as her eyes blazed. "Fool me twice…"

"Leave. Stay out of my business." He pivoted on his foot, broad shoulders and back muscles facing her. "I told you: Don't concern yourself with what I do."

"Why do you always have to do that? Shut everyone out? Can't you just—"

"Stop your nonsense," he hissed, his voice a low rumble. His temper was beginning to rise. The girl was annoying. Couldn't she mind her own business? She was too nosy for her own good. "Do you always think your petty speeches will stop me?"

At every occasion I'll be ready for the funeral

"I know they won't," she whispered, a cool breeze lifting her hair to cover a part of her face. Her hand moved to her belt, lined with pouches that hung limply around her small waist.

Upon hearing her movement, the Uchiha turned his head slightly towards the right, eyes moving to the back of his head. He watched her open the latch, eyes narrowing as he assessed her next move.

The kunoichi ignored the sharp onyx gaze following her every movement diligently as she drew out a kunai. The sleek metal of the blade glistened against the glare of the moonlight. "That's why…" she murmured, thick lashes barely hovering over her once bright sea green irises. "One of us will die tonight."

I'm coming up only to show you down,
For I'm coming up only to show you wrong.

Immediately the kunoichi thrust her kunai towards the raven-haired avenger, only to see his form practically disappear before her eyes. She felt a rush of wind from behind and realize he had shifted to be behind her.

He's fast…!

She then felt her body lifted, airborne in the air before being tossed roughly, eyes shutting when her back came in contact with the coarse bark of a nearby tree. Her body slumped to the floor, her shoulders growing slack.

Despite the slick movements the Uchiha had performed moments ago, Sakura could sense that Sasuke was holding back. She frowned upon this conclusion, feeling her temper flare.

He still didn't take her seriously.

Using the back of her hand, she swiped the trickling blood falling from her mouth.

The kunoichi took out a kunai and a couple of shuriken. Placing the kunai's handle in her mouth and holding her shuriken in between her fingers, she gathered her strength and punched the ground hard with her knuckles, instantaneously creating a fissure.

Jade eyes watched him leap into the air, evading her attack. Doing just as Sakura had predicted, she launched the shuriken from her fingers, aiming expertly at his body.

Inwardly, Sasuke scoffed at her actions. Her battle strategy was all too predictable.

He took out a couple of shuriken himself, taking a few moments to focus where he was going to aim. The weapons launched through his fingers at an accurate time with a portion of his great strength, deflecting the shuriken thrown by the kunoichi that had continued to gradually fly towards him.

Upon seeing her weapons deflected, but not at all surprised, Sakura crouched low. She then dashed forward, sprinting towards where she had estimated Sasuke would land against the terrain.

As expect, the raven-haired male landed gracefully on the ground, his body remaining unfazed as he merely stood. His face held that he was hardly intimidated, onyx orbs yet to find the purpose to divert into scarlet Sharingan.

"Is this how you plan to 'kill' me?" he mocked, charcoal eyes coming to a close as his expression seemed bored. "Your fighting is more pathetic than I remember."

Immediately the comment struck a nerve with the kunoichi. "What did you say—?" Then Sakura immediately whipped around, sensing the Uchiha's chakra right behind her. She threw a fist at his face. Her strike hit him square in the face as his head turned – or so she thought. A soft poof was heard and Sakura realized that it was only a mere shadow clone.

She muttered a curse to herself silently, her fiery emerald eyes scanning the area for the raven-haired shinobi. She had to give him credit for deceiving her with a shadow clone as her eyes are specially fit for pointing out genjutsu. She almost smiled bitterly. She hadn't realized the talent of her eyes until Sasuke himself had complimented her with the skill early in the Chuunin exams—

Large sea green eyes expanded upon feeling the chilling sensation of a cold kunai pressed tautly against her porcelain neck. Her breath hitched in her throat at this realization.

"You lose."

((SFX: Poof!))

Her form vanished before his eyes, causing piercing charcoal eyes to squint. Kage bunshin, he presumed in his head automatically.

Upon witnessing the Uchiha murder her shadow clone, Sakura darted from her hiding place. She pumped chakra through her body, placing her most powerful energy inside her closed fist. She sprinted towards him, the deadly punch aimed directly towards the raven-haired male.

"Your choice of offense…" drawled Sasuke in a murmur. "It's smart"—his body sidestepped as he gave her a side glance, noting her speed increased dubiously once he did so—"…but not smart enough for me."

Acting solely on instinct, his arm rose, his expecting had catching her flying fist. Using her abnormally powerful strength the kunoichi had inside her body, she pushed her punch further against the palm of his hand. Swiftly, she diverted it from his grasp, pummeling him hard against the side of his face—noting how his eyes widened somewhat at the sudden blow.

His body staggered backwards from her powerful hit, scarlet Sharingan now flashing dangerously in his eyes. He could hear the bones in his cheek break caused from, what he had presumed to be, a simple punch.

Using the back of his hand, Sasuke swiped off the blood from his chin. Sharingan eyes bored into Sakura's large viridian ones. He took out a kunai and threw it at her, using his own speed to follow the flying dagger.

The blossom-haired kunoichi evaded the kunai and barely dodged the strong fist that Sasuke threw at her. Without a moment to spare, the Uchiha prodigy charged at her again, kicking her hard in the side of her body.

The medic nin was knocked over a few yards to the right, her hands gripping the side of her body from the pain. She poured some of her healing chakra into the spraining wounds. Her vision blurred as her mind raced to think of a defense plan.

He refused to let her take a moment to catch even a breath. At full speed, Sasuke came at her, sporting kicks and punches at her. He then formed a few seals, fiery inferno erupting from his mouth as Sakura successfully dodged the flames.

One jade eye closed in a wince as she realized there were kunai beneath the fire as the flames distinguished. The daggers blazed across her skin, creating flesh wounds but nothing more drastic.

He threw her frail body back with his fist as Sakura flew reversed, her backside hitting stiffly as her shoulders slumped forward, her mangled form dragging downwards against the coarse bark of the tree.

Pastel pink hair framed her porcelain face as her head hung over, thick lashes over distinct jade orbs. Her arms lay limp at her sides, her legs spread across from her.

The raven-haired male knew he was going to beat her. There was no way a weak kunoichi was going to defeat an Uchiha. The only reason he even considered the fight was to see how much she had grown, how her skills had increased. In the battle that had taken place only moments before, he had found the answers to his curiosities—or so he thought.

He suddenly felt the chilling sensation of a kunai pressed against his neck, and without a few seconds following, warm, sticky blood seeping out of his wound. The chilling air seemed to numb his pain as Sakura withdrew her weapon, pocketing the kunai that had slit swiftly and cleanly through his neck.

"I knew you were never going to change," murmured Sakura, feeling tears well in the corner of her eyes. "No matter what I said, I knew that…"

The body of the Uchiha collapsed to its knees before slumping against the floor, landing with a distinct thud.

Sakura, too, dropped to her knees. Lifting the head of the avenger, she cradled him against her chest, silently weeping. "You gave me no choice… don't you see?"

A few moments later, she placed him down gently against the concrete. His blood smeared her shirt, staining her blossom colored hair as well as her pale porcelain skin. The kunoichi stood up, staring blankly at the corpse of her former love.

Suddenly, an ironically beautiful smile curved the girl's lips. An eerie, sadistic giggle erupted from her throat, followed by a soft yet maniacal laugh.

"But now…" she started, slowly running a hand through her hair as her fingers became tarnished with blood.

"You can't break me anymore, Sasuke-kun."

Every occasion, know I'm ready for the funeral
At every occasion, oh, one billion day funeral.