Author's Note

Be warned, has depressing scenarios.


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04/17/2024


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"Hey there hun!" = Speech.

''Great, make a fool out of myself.'' = Thought.


Rated-M for language and mature themes, nudity, blood, violence and mentions of blood and gore, suicide and depression.


Chapter 3

A pleasant surprise/Terribly alone


It was a quiet morning in the Hidden Leaf. The streets were full, yet not quite busy, civilians and ninja going about their days as normal.

It was here, in the crowd of faces that we found one that stood out. With a head of long pink hair, and a pretty face, was Sakura Haruno, Uchiha Sasuke's third teammate.

She'd been returning from a personal training session, seeing as Kakashi-Sensei had also given them a second day off, claiming he had something important to take care of. She would've pressed him typically, but he actually seemed genuinely worried this time, so she let it go.

Of course, that left her with nothing to do. Naruto was out of town with the Toad Sage, so that left her with only Sasuke. And, try as she might, he wasn't ever in the mood to train with her.

He liked training with Naruto back in the day because she was strong, very strong. Naruto put up a fight against him, and they were both equally matched in some degree. However, if Sasuke went all out against her like he enjoyed doing against Naruto, she'd lose.

It was partly what made her begin to take her ninja training so seriously, because, despite her burning love and passion for the young man, he hadn't even even laid his eyes on her in the way that she wanted him to.

Her entire reason for becoming a ninja in the first place was to gain his attention. Sure, it had been vain at the time, but she'd been a little girl back then. But as she grew older, she still vied after him, wandering after him like a lost puppy.

But, it was crushing to be constantly turned down by him, despite how much love and adoration she held for him, he never once returned it. Try as she might, she came to the cold realization one day that out of any girl or woman on the Last Uchiha's interest list, she definitely wasn't one of them.

The reality had been soul crushing, but what it had done in effect was make her begin to think.

Why?

Why was she not on that list?

Why had the young man never, not even once looked at her and considered her relationship worthy of him?

Why was she not worthy of his love and respect?

Why wasn't she good enough for him…?

Eventually, she'd come to the conclusion that he wasn't interested in her because she wasn't strong.

She wasn't stupid, she knew what people said about her, behind her back.

Sakura didn't have the big boobs like Ino or Naruto, and definitely not like Hinata. She couldn't rock tight shorts and a crop top like her best friends could, her body lean and slim, not eye catching like the Last Uzumaki or the Hyuuga Heiress.

People didn't think she was pretty, she knew this. It was something she was told since she was a child, mocked for her large forehead and pink hair.

Yet even then, she still had those that cared about her. Naruto was one of them, who had never looked at her differently. The busty blond had actually confessed to her once that if she'd been a man, she'd be head over heels for her.

The Uzumaki would likely never know just how much that had meant to her, and had definitely taken her out of a hole she'd been in for quite some time.

So she'd begun training, to be seen as strong enough to please the dark haired young man she'd set her eyes on.

Then one day he'd told her during team practice, something she would probably remember for some time.

"Oh..? You've gotten stronger." His words echoed in her mind, a smidge of surprise plastered over his stoic features. His eyes actually looked at her differently that day, looked at her with something different, as if he wasn't just looking at her like his teammate.

That was all the encouragement she needed to know that she was finally doing something right.

"Sakura-Chan!"

Sakura was pulled from her inner thoughts as someone called out to her from down the street. The pink haired young woman blinked, looking up to see the pretty face of her friend calling out to her.

She smiled softly back at her, brushing her hair behind her ear. "Hey, Ino-Chan. What's going on?" She asked, approaching the pretty platinum blond. Behind Ino were two more familiar faces, Hinata, and Tenten.

"We were thinking of getting everyone together for a lunch. It's been forever since we've all had the chance to, and Sensei gave us the day off today." Ino exclaimed, looking far too excited. "Come on, you gotta come. The boys are already there saving a space for us, we just had to track you down." She urged.

Sakura's eyes widened in surprise.

A lunch with friends sounded fun.

"Oh, sure. Sensei gave us the day off too." Sakura said happily, hands clasped behind her back. "Who's all coming?" She found herself asking.

"All the boys from Team Guy, Team 8, and us." Tenten jumped in helpfully.

Sakura's smile slipped, noting that a certain person seemed to have been left out. "O-Oh… Is Sasuke-Kun not coming?" She asked in concern.

Ino shrugged, seemingly uncaringly. "No, didn't invite him." She answered, waving the pink haired girl's concerns off.

"Come on, Sakura-Chan. You know he wouldn't come even if we did invite him. It's been years since he has…" Tenten added tiredly, already over this conversation.

Sakura turned to Hinata, the only girl having yet to say anything. The girl's cheeks warmed slightly as she averted her eyes once the attention was on her. "W-Well, it wouldn't hurt to invite Sasuke-San to the gathering. It would be unbecoming of a Hyuuga to make such a mistake purposefully." She added quietly, hands clasped together in front of her.

Ino sighed. "Fine, go ahead. But don't say I didn't warn you. I'm sure handsome will blow you off like everyone else, he's just like that." Ino sighed dreamily, cheeks warming.

Tenten rolled her eyes, scoffing. "We'll be at the usual place. See you there, Sakura-San." She added, before taking her leave alongside Ino.

"Sakura-San, do you know where I could find Sasuke-San? I'm not privy to his morning routine, so I'm not sure where to look." Hinata asked quietly, seeing as they were alone.

Sakura sighed, looking to the sky. "Knowing Sasuke-Kun, he's probably out training right now at training grounds 3."

Hinata offered a quick bow of appreciation before making her way to the designated training ground. Sakura watched her go for a moment before running to catch up with the rest of the group.

She really hoped today would be different, that her only teammate still currently in the village would join her. But she wouldn't hold her breath...


The skies were a bright blue, not a cloud in sight over the fields of training ground 3. However, despite this, streaks or blue lightning could be seen flashing from the field, the sounds of a thousand bird's chirping all at once echoing out across the grassy lands.

It was to the sight of Uchiha Sasuke training with his signature move, the Chidori screaming around his left hand, chakra flashing everywhere, that Hinata was greeted with.

The Hyuuga Heiress contemplated interrupting him, but decided to simply watch him quietly, patiently waiting for him to finish.

Sasuke flashed forward, falling into a dead sprint at a blistering speed, rushing straight towards a lone tree. The Chidori screamed as he ran, leaving a trail in the ground as he rapidly approached the soon to be ruined trunk.

"Chidori!" He exclaimed, slamming his hand straight through the tree. A burst of lightning flashed through the other side, slamming into many other trees before petering out. The young man sigh, pulling his hand free from the destroyed tree, before turning around to find the Hyuuga hidden across the field, red eyes glowing.

"I know you're there, come on out." He called out, tone neutral.

A moment later saw Hinata stepping out into the light, hands clasped behind her back. "Good afternoon, Sasuke-San. I'm glad I was able to find you." Hinata said with a small smile.

"Is there something I can do for you, Hyuuga-San?" He asked, keeping the surprise out of his voice. It had been a long time since a Hyuuga had approached him for any reason, and most of the time it wasn't good.

"A-Actually, I came here to invite you to lunch. The teams are getting together for lunch, a-and I wanted to invite you. It would be rather rude if w-we left you out." Hinata explained nervously. "But I can see that you are busy, so I will take m-my leave then." She quickly added, offering him a quick bow. "If you decide to join us, w-we are eating at the BBQ down the west district."

The young man contemplated her words, instead of simply blowing her off. Once she was done she quickly left, leaving him alone in the training grounds once more.

Usually he would thank them for the offer, but refuse as he had training to do. He wasn't going to get strong enough by sitting around all day eating food with people.

However, this time he was actually considering it. He wasn't sure what had changed, but after that day with Mitarashi-Senpai and his discussion with Hanare-San following after it, he felt just that little bit more inclined to join in on the fun.

A wave of irresponsibility washed over him, as if telling him it would be improper to sit around when he was perfectly capable of training to become stronger…

But, that sensation was weaker than it used to be.

He glanced down to his left hand, the limb scuffed from the continued use of his special move. He'd been getting better at using and refining the Chidori, but it wasn't where he wanted it to be.

He was inclined to continue beating his head against the wall until he figured it out, but that head meant that progress was slow in that department.

He sighed, hand dropping to his side.

Perhaps he did need to take a break, at least for a little while. Then he could clear his head, get back to work…

He glanced back towards the hidden village, before making his leave.


"Hinata-Chan, there you are! Come on, we've got a great seat!" Ino waved the Hyuuga Heiress down as she entered the restaurant. The shy girl slipped into a seat beside Sakura, Tenten and Ino sitting across from her.

"So, how'd it go?" Tenten asked, sounding as interested as she could, which honestly, wasn't very.

Hinata sighed, looking disappointed. "I-I don't think he'll show. He seemed very busy with his training." She explained quietly.

Ino scoffed, slumping on the table. "Is he ever not? I swear that it's all he cares about. Come on, can't he spare like, one afternoon?" She ranted heatedly.

"Well, there is a reason why he can defeat any of us single-handedly…" Tenten muttered underneath her breath.

Ino raised an eyebrow in question, hearing a story behind the words. "Do tell." She prodded.

Tenten blushed slightly, looking away. "Well, I'd been hearing about how good he is and how Neji won't stop comparing his skills to the last Uchiha's, so I did some investigating…" She defended.

Ino's expression didn't change. "Uh huh." She smirked.

Tenten blushed. "A-And I tracked him down and challenged him to a little training session." She explained.

"S-So what happened?" Hinata asked, now genuinely curious.

"He refused, saying that he didn't want to hurt me. Bastard said it with a straight face too." Tenten defended hotly.

"Oh, damn." Ino added, adding fuel to the fire.

"I threatened to do something that gained his attention, and he finally accepted… A-And he had me face down ass up in ten seconds, arms pinned behind my back…" Tenten sighed in embarrassment.

Ino couldn't contain the laughter that escaped her lips, nearly spitting out her water. Tenten flushed red-hot in embarrassment, glaring daggers at the other girl.

Hinata giggled too, before she caught herself, slapping her hands over her mouth.

"I can't believe you did that. What did you think was going to happen? He'd play around with you for a bit before getting serious?" Ino laughed, cheeks red.

"I-I didn't think he'd end it in a single move!" Tenten hissed in embarrassment, face hot.

"Gosh, what's it got to take to get a man to pin me down?" Ino wondered aloud, cheeks warming at the thought.

"Alright, you two, we came here to eat, not to hear about your fantasies…" Shikamaru sighed loudly from across the way, in a booth just behind Sakura and Hinata.

"Well, they could do whatever they wan-"

"Shut it Kiba." Shikamaru snapped.

"Down boy!" Ino laughed. Kiba stuck his tongue out playfully, getting a laugh out of his rotund yet jovial friend sitting beside him.

"But seriously, what did you think he was going to do if you challenged him to a duel? You wanted him to prove his point, and he did so. Sasuke-San's just like that." Ino asked, shoving her fantasies away for the time being.

"What am I just like?" Sasuke asked, taking the last free seat beside Tenten.

"Oh, that you're just so serious and stoic and oh my god, you actually came?!" Ino waved his concerns off before her voice raised in pitch as she realized the last Uchiha in question had indeed decided to join them for lunch.

The entire table, and the ones next to it fell silent, shocked into stunned awe.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow in confusion, which for him was more than you'd think. "I'm sorry if I'm interrupting something. Hinata-San invited me to lunch, so I decided to come." He explained with such a blank tone that it certified in their minds collectively that they weren't imagining things.

Sasuke had indeed joined them for lunch.

Pigs must've been flying somewhere outside…

Silence followed his short explanation again.

The Uchiha blinked, once, twice, before moving to stand up. "If I'm intruding on this, then I can lea-" He started, going to leave.

But he stopped as Sakura grabbed his hand before he could go. "N-No!" She urged, before coughing. "No, you're not interrupting anything. We invited you here, we just didn't expect you to come…" Sakura explained lamely.

"Oh." He said, before taking his seat again.

"Food! Come on guys, let's order!" Kiba suddenly exclaimed, having no intention of letting that awkward silence drag on again.

Wisely, the rest of the group decided to join him in such a plan.

Shikamaru waved a waiter down, placing his order for his table, Ino doing the same for her own. "Anything you want, Sasuke?" The pretty blond asked, flashing her eyelashes at him.

He didn't so much as offer her a look that she was trying to get from him. "I'll take a water, and whatever Hinata-San is having." He muttered, having decided to eat lightly today.

It just so happened that Hinata had ordered a small plate.

"Oh, getting a little cozy with the Hyuuga Heiress, huh?" Ino teased, wiggling her eyebrows at the dark haired emo.

Hinata flushed in embarrassment, squeaking as she tried to disappear into her coat.

"Cozy how? I've never been to her house, if that is what you meant." Sasuke responded, seemingly spacing out as his gaze drift towards the open window.

The Hyuuga Heiress's cheeks, if possible, got even warmer.

Ino's eyes sharpened as she leaned nearly imperceptibly forward on the table.

Somewhere in the background Shikamaru could be heard sighing, muttering something about troublesome women.

"Oh?" Ino asked, pretending to not care. However, on the inside she was screaming. Sasuke, the ever stoic, ever emo, stick up his ass Sasuke Uchiha, was distracted by something. And, maybe it was her gut instinct, but she had the feeling it was by someone in particular.

Ooooh!

It definitely had to have been something!

She could really feel it!

It was time to bullshit her way to victory now, and all she had to do was wait for him to take a sip of his water. "Dating anyone yet?" She asked casually, eyes sharp like the danger of a viper.

Sasuke, ever stoic Sasuke, choked. So surprised by the blonde's sudden question that he actually inhaled some of his water.

The reaction was subtle, and he didn't overreact, setting his glass down as he instead coughed to try and clear his throat, pretending that he wasn't caught off guard by her sudden question. "No, I am not." He clarified calmly, voice level.

For anyone else, they would have believed him. After all, there was no reason to believe that he would and or was.

But Ino was different, she could see the extremely subtle tells. He averted his gaze slightly, refusing eye contact with her as she denied it. His cheeks warmed the tiniest bit as he denied having any romantic involvement with anyone.

But she could see it!

She could see it in his eyes!

He wasn't radiating his raging emo right then!

And she was going to jump on that, and ride it until he gave up the truth for her greedy ears!

Ignoring how her own mental analogy made absolutely no sense, and was likely sexually charged in nature, she grinned slightly.

"Oh, that's a shame." She sighed as if it couldn't be helped.

Across the room Shikamaru pinched the bridge of his nose, the, "Troublesome woman…" being uttered under his breath.

Kiba could smell the plots cooking within her head, and he didn't like any of them.

Usually because most of the time, he ended up being part of the joke somehow…

Damnable woman, Ino was…

"Why is that?" Sasuke quirked an eyebrow in question, confused by her, was it, disappointment?

He wasn't quite sure…

"No, don't-" Sakura tried to warn her teammate, but it was too late.

Ino shrugged. "Well, I thought by now you'd at least have someone pinning after you. But if you've gone this long without even hooking up with someone, I fear you'll be single forever…" She sighed, like some sage that held eons of romantic wisdom.

For some reason that the blond couldn't understand just yet, a tiny, minuscule amount of fear filled the black eyes of the last Uchiha. She was so surprised by the reaction in his gaze that she couldn't focus on it before it was hidden again underneath his seemingly unbreakable mask of cool sexy emo.

Sasuke coughed inconspicuously, taking a sip of his water. Trying not to sound worried, which just meant that his voice held the tiniest bit of emotion in it, compared to usual anyway, he asked a follow up question. "Why do you say that? I can't imagine that being the case." He muttered lightly, glancing uncaringly out the window.

Ino's eyes sharpened at the question.

He didn't deny her words or pretend like he wasn't interested in women like he'd done as a newly minted Ninja.

He actually asked her a question, about his currently nonexistent romantic relationship with a woman.

He would never do that normally.

Something had changed.

And she was going to find out what it was.

"Yeah, this guy's had girls all over him since he was still in the academy. I don't think he's got anything to worry about…" Kiba muttered dryly, as if the statement didn't totally brother him.

Sasuke, if possible, rolled his eyes a bit. "Don't remind me…" The last Uchiha muttered underneath his breath.

"Hey!" Sakura squeaked, sounding indignant. He turned an eye to her, as if to say 'you were part of that problem.' Her only response was to pout and look away.

"What, not the type that likes that kinda thing?" Kiba snarked. "Who wouldn't want an army of women chasing after him?" He asked, sounding offended.

"…" Sasuke, wisely, didn't respond.

"Oh, don't tell me you're into men?" Kiba asked suddenly, face going white. He couldn't handle the idea of the last Uchiha looking at him like that.

Sakura looked like she wanted to puke suddenly.

"No." Sasuke responded immediately and pointedly, eyes narrowing slightly as if offended that the Inuzuka would even suggest such an outrageous thing. "Is this what we are going to be talking about the whole time?" He asked with a small tone of resignation, dreading the following conversation.

"Yes!" Ino beamed.

Sasuke didn't pout, he didn't. Uchiha's didn't pout, they didn't.

"Hn." He intoned disappointedly, the corners of his lips tilting downward to display his disapproval to the world.

"Obviously Sasuke-Kun is not interested in young girls, Kiba-Kun." Lee, who'd been rather silent up until that moment decided to speak up. For some reason, Sasuke's stomach sank at the battle crazy green spandex wearing ninja.

All of the attention was drawn to Lee who just looked confused. The bowl-cut ninja frowned thoughtfully, putting a finger to his chin thoughtfully as he added, "Well, at least I think so. I was busy challenging Guy-Sensei yesterday to a race across the rooftops of Konoha when I jumped past an apartment Sasuke-Kun was at. He was ablaze with his youth, in the middle of an intense bout of kissing with this older lady! He must've let his youth get away from him, as she clearly won the battle of romance, he couldn't even fight back!" The young man continued to get more and more passionate as he explained what he'd seen the day prior, until he reached the point that his eyes were glowing with the fiery passion of youth.

The entire side of the restaurant went silent, dead silent.

No one made a sound, jaws on the ground as Lee regaled to them the scene he'd apparently witnessed the entirety of.

Then, the collective party all turned their attention to the last Uchiha in question, watching as he nonchalantly sipped from his glass of water, eyes turned literally anywhere else.

It was some really good water.

Why was the water so good?

He could drink it all day…

Kami, this water was just so good...

"Oh my god…" Ino breathed, blown away.

"You're shiting me…" Kiba coughed, stunned.

"Tsk, troublesome…" That one didn't need to be clarified.

"Sasuke-Kun is attracted to older women?" Hinata spoke up, the barest hint of disappointment seeping into her voice.

"Damn, I knew you had it in you!" Kiba howled with laughter, patting the last Uchiha on the back.

"Congratulations." Choji added pleasantly from the sidelines.

"What… what the… I-I…" Sakura's mouth opened and closed multiple times, her brain doing front flip within her head. If possible, steam may have been seen coming from her ears.

Feeling as if he was required to clear things up before rumors started, something he wished deeply to avoid at all costs, he went to clarify. "It was a misunderstanding, that's all." He explained briefly, not at all embarrassed at how lame an excuse that sounded.

"Of course, you just happened to accidentally suck face with some hot older chick. I call bullshit!" Kiba snarked, crossing his arms in disbelief.

"Anko-Senpai was drunk, I was merely escorting her home." Sasuke added in response to Kiba's taunts.

Only to instantly regret everything as he named the woman he'd been accused of, and he quotes, sucking face with.

"No way! Crazy snake lady?!" Ino squealed, eyes wide.

"Oh my god!" Kiba laughed, more than clearly remembering the purple haired proctor from their first chunnin exams.

Hinata nearly fainted, and Sakura spit out her water.

Tenten's eyes bugged out, twitching as she contemplated what he'd said. "Anko-Senpai?"

"Well he's a goner…" Shikamaru murmured dryly.

"Mmhmm." Choji nodded.

Hinata was strangely silent.

"Give me all the detai-" Ino prodded loudly.

"No." He quickly cut her off, face neutral.

"Are you guys dating?!" Ino squealed.

"No."

"Have you asked her out yet?!"

"No."

"Has she asked you out?!"

"No."

"How long have you known each other?! Wait, are you like, one night stands or something?" Ino mused loudly.

"N-what? No…" Sasuke sighed, expression faltering. "I cave once and this is what happens…" He muttered to himself, but surely someone heard him.

"Listen, if all we are going to talk about here is my sexual life, then I do not plan on staying." He said sharply, standing up abruptly to leave.

"W-Wait, Sasuke-Kun! She'll be quiet." Sakura urged, reaching out to grab his hand to stop him.

"Pfbh! No I- gah!?!" Ino snorted, before crying out as someone kicked her shin.

Sasuke glanced down to her, eyeing her hand which was currently holding onto his arm. He looked as if every cell in his body was screaming at him to pull away and leave, deciding that this outing was a mistake.

Sakura wasn't sure why, but her heart told her that he wouldn't do this type of thing again if they chased him away now. She was likely overreacting about it, but she was one of the few that knew that he'd actually run away before.

Perhaps it was her ptsd kicking in that made her move, but she couldn't help it.

"Hn…" The dark haired man sighed, as if resigning himself to his fate. He sat back down beside his pink haired teammate, but he didn't look happy upset about it. In fact, if she had to place that look hidden underneath his mask of coolness, she'd have to say that he looked relieved to have been forced to stay.

Ino, although she was bursting with the urges to ask and pick him apart, she decided to at least wait for a bit and allow everyone to get something to eat first. She'd ask him again after they all ate, because honestly, she was starving.

Luckily, the staff had finally arrived with their food, and she couldn't be happier for it.


She shot awake with a scream so loud it could wake the dead.

He was there…

He was right there standing over her, looming over her with that terrible yellow gaze.

And she couldn't do anything.

She had wanted to scream, to jump up and tear his throat out. She'd wanted to do something…

But she couldn't. She'd tried to scream, tried to get away from him.

But she couldn't.

All she could do was stare helplessly up at him.

And then she woke up.

The poor framed picture across the room was the victim of her panic induced kunai throw, glass laying on the ground beneath it. Her arm was still outstretched from having thrown it, her eyes wide and shaking. Her breathing was all over the place, heart thundering underneath her breasts.

She swallowed thickly, arm dropping back to her side lifelessly.

Everything felt numb, and sitting there naked in her bed covered in sweat made it impossible to bear.

Ungraciously, she stumbled out of her bed. She passed by the photo she'd broken, pausing groggily as she finally took notice of it. Her eyes widened, throat feeling dry suddenly. She reached up, plucking the kunai from the photo.

Her heart clenched as she took in the poor state of the aged picture, of a happy purple haired woman and an average looking brown haired man. Standing between the both of them was a tiny girl with the same colored hair, with shining brown eyes. Her own dull brown orbs gazed down at the aging photo, a pain in her heart.

With a gentleness not ever seen by her, she gathered the glass of the broken frame, dumping it in her trash. She set the photo down on her nightstand, making a note to pick up a new frame while she was out today.

Still feeling like she'd been sleeping in a barn, she slipped out of her bedroom and into her bathroom, stepping right into her shower. She turned the water on, hissing at the sting of the cold on her naked chest.

Eventually it warmed up, the frigid feeling turning into something better, soothing.

She wasn't sure when it happened, but she eventually found herself sitting down, legs pulled up to her chest, arms wrapped around them. She stared blankly at the wall of her shower, letting the sound of the running water drown out the voices inside her head.

Not for the first time, she wished everything in her life was different, better.

She wished her parents were still alive.

She wished Orochimaru wasn't a crazy psychopath that ruined her life, that he was just another normal Jonin Sensei.

She wished that, despite her flaws and personality issues, she could find someone to lean on. Someone that would care, if even only a tiny bit. She was fucked up, she knew this, but she hoped she could find someone who cared in spite of that.

She just wished that she wasn't so unbelievably alone.

She wasn't crying, it was simply the water from the shower. It was also the shower that made that tiny broken sob before she silenced it by biting her lips, jaw quivering.

She wasn't crying, it was just the damn shower getting in her eyes, nothing more.

Anko Mitarashi, the Snake Mistress of the Hidden Lead didn't cry, could never be sad.

After all, she was supposedly this unmovable cold stone wall of a woman that didn't let anything or anyone get to her.

She was Anko Mitarashi, the purple haired slut of the traitor Orochimaru, someone to be shown the least amount of care or respect possible. Someone to be regarded as a nuisance at best, and a direct threat to the Hidden Leaf and anyone in it at worst.

She was Anko Mitarashi, the crazy snake bitch that no one ever dared approach, unwilling to get their hands dirty by her mere presence. Even to be seen with her would ruin their lives or social status, would bring them down with her.

She was Anko Mitarashi, the dumb whore that should just give herself to any man that even bothered to show her the slightest bit of attention that she so desperately wanted, because she was nothing more then someone who should be treated like a diseased dog, and should beg like one too.

She was Anko Mitarashi, the dumb bimbo that couldn't even gain the full trust of the Third Hokage, forever stuck as a Chunin due to the fact that the old man was afraid of what other's might say if he did promote her.

She was Anko Mitarashi, and she was so terribly alone.

She wasn't crying, emotionally falling apart in her own shower.

After all, the stupid snake slut didn't cry, she only stabbed people...


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