Author's Note: I am sorry to have given you a glimpse at my old TIASV, but I believe you will much prefer this recounting of it. I have added more angst and made the characters more believable after learning more on the series. I did not want you to believe the villain I had originally planned to be as that, and I will tell you the story of Kobayashi Sayomi through the eyes of the forlorn kunoichi. I want you to experience her in the eyes of the woman, as I see when I write her plight. Please, allow your hearts to be given to this woman and all she experiences. It will be a beautiful recollection of heartache, love, and fear, and the turning point in her life like one you would never believe. Enjoy, my loves. . .


I. A Glimpse into the Future, the Recollection of the Past
A Story Untold. . .

Have you ever realized just how fortunate you are? How no matter how badly your life turns for the worst, there is always a light shining through with an almost eerie glow about it near the end? My light has faded, and things will never be the same for me again, despite how earnestly I wish it to be so. How had I gotten myself into such a mess? It was almost absurd, for I had been so reserved my entire life. I had been a kunoichi without feelings, without worries...

I could not help but think back on the man I loved- love- and the wrongs that I have done to him in every form of the word. My love would never be the same, and this is why I am the broken shell of fierce kunoichi I had been in later years. My Mizukage knew of my departure, and she would not classify me as a missing-nin, despite all the signs that pointed to such.

The trees scraped at my skin, tearing places and feeling the sad drip of the viscous liquid pouring from the gashes. I could not stop, would not stop, for if I did the demon at my heels would surely consume me. I had more to live for than my remorse, a thought passing as I placed a hand cautiously to the bump across my mid-section. Much, much more to live for...

I had loved him as well. . .

My escape had been planned, and the only ally I had come to know within the dreaded organization was surely dead by this point if he had been discovered. A gasp escapes my weary lungs, and the terrain was growing tougher, more painful to take in, yet I had hope I would make it soon. The letter in my pocket would assure my passage, and I knew the Kage would not be as suspicious once I explained my story to him. The entire tale of what I was would be laid out on the table for him...

Forlorn lovers, like that of the texts one would read, a tale of misery and sadness that never ended happily... This was my life now, and I could not go back to him in fear I would be discovered. It had happened in just a few short years and the despair that I felt was unlike anything one would believe.

I believe I owe an explanation of my plight, of the world through my eyes, to give you a full understanding of the torment I have gone through, of the hearts I had broken. The story I will tell is not like anything you have heard in this life, and probably in the next either, and your heart might very well hurt as mine does after I give the account of what exactly this kunoichi of Kirigakure no Sato had been through in her many years.

The turning point of my life all started when I decided to take the mission presented to me by my sibling, one that I never knew would change my life forever...

Please, bear with me through the gruesome details, those of hatred, love, family, and angst that I will never be able to look back on... I will try not to bore you.

The love of two men, the breaking of a heart, one of the dark and the other of the light... My night, and my day...