His mother cried when he told her about the girl with pink hair and green eyes that often visited him in his dreams. His father didn't cry, but after that day his father never looked at him the same way. His brother had remained the most composed, but still the smile Itachi gave him, was weak. It wasn't until he was twelve that he understood why. The girl he dreamt about, she was a curse in his family.

The night when he discovered she was a curse, she was just sitting. She had a smile on her face, happy to greet him. Suddenly her smile vanished, she was no longer happy, she looked upset and worried. "They told you, didn't they?"

Feigning ignorance he asked, "about what?"

"They told you I am a curse." She said it without bothering to look at him, but there was not a hint of doubt in her voice, even as it broke.

"How would you know if they did?"

"Because, the way you looked at me. Every time they tell you, you look at me like that."

"What do you mean every time?" He didn't receive an answer to his question, she was gone before he finished speaking. Leaving him to wonder what she could possibly mean.

She didn't appear in his dreams the next night, in fact, she didn't appear for several days. He was beginning to worry, when she finally appeared, nine days since the last time he saw her, she looked no older than five years old. This shocked him, of course he should have assumed that she could show herself as she wished. However, she had never changed her appearance so much, she aged along side him, when he was ten, she was ten, when he was seven she was seven. This was the first time she didn't appear before him the same age as he. She approached him, but before she could say anything, he asked, "where did you go?"

She looked at him quizzically, "what do you mean Sasuke-kun?"

Sasuke was surprised at the innocence in her gaze, "the last time you were here, you just left, where did you go?"

She laughed at him, "I don't know what you are talking about. Maybe you hit your head, my mom told me that when people hit their head they say weird things." She then grabbed his hand and began to pull him, "look over here there are some really pretty flowers! My bestest friend once told me that flowers have different meanings. Do you like flowers? They are kind of far, but my dad likes to say that all good things are hard to come by. I think he mostly says it to get me help around the house though."

She kept leading him, slowly a path began to form, a forest began to rise where once there was just grass. He was in awe, nothing like this had happened before, for the first time he questioned if this world was born from his imagination or of hers. The girl kept talking and talking, and suddenly she stopped, her voice sounded much older, when she asked, "why did you do it?" The trees suddenly vanished, all that was left was darkness.

Before he knew it, he found himself saying, "because you chose him." Sasuke was shocked to discover the anger, and hatred he felt as he spoke. Yet, he knew his words were true.

He woke up in his bed, sweaty and angry, the source of his anger? her. For invading his dreams, for existing, for choosing him. Even if at that moment he wasn't sure who the he that she chose was.

He saw her again the next night, she appeared to be twelve again. This time, she looked him straight in eye and said, "once upon a time Indra fell in love, but he fell to darkness. His love couldn't stand it, she left him-"

He couldnt help but scoff at her words, " she crawled to the arms of the man he hated the most. She couldnt wait to warm the other man's bed." Again he was surprised by not just the anger, but his actual words. "She chose his brother, as everyone else had before her. She was no different."

The girl didn't skip a beat she started again, this time pulling him down so that she stood taller, but his words had clearly stung. "Once upon a time Indra fell in love, but he fell to darkness. His love couldn't stand it, she left him, afraid of seeing him fall further. Asura found her, crying and breaking, he took her in, providing her protection. She asked him to speak to Indra, believing him to be the only hope, the only chance-"

"STOP LYING. She chose to be with Asura, forgeting everything she once had with Indra. She stood beside Asura in battle, protected him, she deserved the curse he placed on her!" He was yelling, again the true source of his anger a mystery to him, but he didn't care, he didn't like being lied to. She was trying to make a fool out of him, and he would be damned if she ever did again.

She was crying as she said, "did you trust me so little?" The world once more turned dark. When he woke up, his mind felt fuzzy. No matter how much he tried, he couldn't recall his conversation with the girl, but the words never again echoed in his head.

After that he could no longer sleep, feeling as if he forgot something very important. He did his best to fall back asleep, to go back to her, but it was all in vain. Eventually the sun rose, taking with it any chance of seeing her that night.

Not that it mattered, she was absent for two weeks. When he saw her again, he was surprised to see her looking like she was no older then five, however this time she didn't approach him, she only glared at him. "I am mad at you." She said it like it needed to be said, as if her stance, as if her glare, weren't giving her away.

"Why are you mad at me?" He was curious to know why, everything from the last time they met was gone only the echoe (never again,never again) still remained. Sasuke also wanted know what differences existed between the five year old girl, and the one one that aged with him. The one that aged with him, would never tell him. She would change the subject, to anything else, she would never admit her anger.

"You said something mean to me! My mom says if you aren't going to say nice things to not say anything at all."

That whole night she didn't talk to him, but kept muttering to herself, after awhile he heard her say, "I should have stayed with my new friend, but he said Sasuke-kun would be waiting for me, that he would probably apologize. He is a bad friend for lying."

He ignored the bit of jealousy that arose at the thought of her going somewhere else, because there was something different about the girl besides her appearance. She was being loose with her tongue. Something she never usually was, he realized then, the girl in front of him did not just look like she was no older then five, mentally she was also no older. He tried to use this to his advantage, "I don't remember what I said to you. But-"

She covered her ears at the sound of his voice, and as loud as she could she began to sing."La la la! I can't hear you! La la la!"

When she put her hands down, and he was certain she was done, he tried again, "look-"

She interrupted even louder then, her hands once more covering her ears,"la la la! I can't hear you! La la la!"

He sat down on the ground, realizing he would get nowhere with her tonight. He wondered if all five year olds were like this, or if it was just his luck to be stuck with her. When he felt the dream was close to ending, she approached him, looked at him straight in the eyes, and patted his head, while smiling at him. When he woke up, he still felt the weight of her small hand on his head.

That day he looked back at his relationship with the girl. Sasuke realized then, that before he found out she was a curse, he had never had a problem with her. She had been as real to him and as important as any member of his family. She would comfort him when he had a bad day, she would distract him, she would listen to him. He told her things he told no one else. He had never questioned her before, and everything had been fine. Was she a curse? Weren't curses supposed to make you miserable? Cause you pain? She had never done that, outside of the anger he had felt the time she asked why, the source of which he didn't know, he had never truly felt negative emotions when it came to her. If she was intended as a curse on his family, even he had to admit it was a lousy one. Sasuke was positive of one thing, he needed to know more.