(A/N:) I know I promised another Never Seen again, and i still will, but I thought this was cute, so you can wait a bit longer, Right?


Sasuke was hurt, really hurt, and I was sure that he must have been in a lot of pain, but I really didn't care because he was laying on me, and he was letting me touch him, all while we watched the amazing feat of the Land of Snow become the Land of Spring, and I knew, I knew that I didn't just like Sasuke, I was in love with him.

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I was pissed, to put it frankly, waking up on that park bench. I wanted to hit him, and kick him, and brag his sorry ass back here, then beat the shit out of him again because, not seven hours ago I had profess my love to that sociopath of a boy, offered to join him, and all he had to say was, "Thank you" and guess what? Jab to the head.

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When I saw the band of boys by Konaha's gates, I had to cry, and beg and tell them they needed to bring him back. Because I was worthless, and there was nothing I could do, but beg and cry, no matter how angry I was with him, I loved him.

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Two and a half years. Years. And all this, this excuse of a vessel had to Say was,"Sakura" then, whoosh, time to kill Naruto, and there I was frozen at his acknowledgment. When I could move, I attacked, he threw me aside, I was nothing. What was my training for anyway? Why was I still so weak?

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Sasuke-kun. My Sasuke-kun, was planing to annihilate our village. He wanted to kill everyone, everyone I'd ever loved. All I could think of was the day I begged him to stay, I'd even offered to go with him, Ware would I be? Who would I fight for? I knew his eyes were closed, he saw only darkness, and as his friend, I needed to save him. I'm done screwing this up. I knew I didn't love him, and I'm going to kill him.

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Even with the cruel expression on his face, he was beautiful. Even with my blood all over him, he was beautiful. I couldn't be saved, but I knew I could die smiling, because, he was my last sight. That Knucklehead Naruto even knew I'd been lying. I loved Sasuke, and I was glade to be, even an insignificant piece of furniture in his life.


Sakura seemed a lot less annoying, suddenly, and I hoped (prayed) that she wouldn't ruin this by talking, because I was comfortable, and I really didn't want to move.

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I said, Thank you, because, really, what was I supposed to do? I'm only a kid.

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I should have known that they'd find me. The idiots. Didn't they understand? I need more power, and I don't care how I get it. Besides, do they really think I'll be welcomed back to Konaha? They'll kill me on sight. They're still just kids.

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When the konochi attacked, I fought back. Who was she to try to stop my revenge. If she wanted to die for some pitiful village, then so be it. I killed her. I walked away before she died. Not sparring her the thought of, Who was she? Because I didn't care.


(A/N:) I know Sasuke's part is really short, but I wanted to get it across that he never thinks of her, and by the end, she doesn't even register her.