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Fallen Feathers -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- .::Chapter Five – Guardian Angel::. And now that I'm strong I have figured out, how this world turns cold and replaces my soul. and I know, I'll find, deep inside me, I can be the one. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was nearing the end of April. Goodbye jeans, hello plaid miniskirts. Spring Break was but a day away. A half a day, really. It was Friday, and we only had a half day. Then we had the entire week next week off. I had planned on staying with Sasuke for the whole week, but

Chapter 1 Sakura stared blankly at the sky. How long had she been sitting there for? It seemed like hours but in reality was only thirteen minutes. She sat on a bench, the same bench where Sasuke left her. Sasuke-kun why did you leave me, you know that I'm nothing without you. I'll die if you don't come back soon. But something tells me you don't plan on ever comming back, after all it's been four years...Sakura closed her eyes. Her creamy pale skin bathed in the warm sun's rays. It was nearing sunset, for the sky was turning shades of pinks and yellows. She opened her eyes and blinked. The sunset looked so beautiful. The sun's rays glowed o

Chapter One Team 7 was summoned by the Hokage. They were in his office waiting for him to tell them why they were there. “Today a young shinobi has arrived from the Village Hidden In The Mist and I will place the child in your team. I hope that you will welcome your new partner as they will remain in your team permanently.” They were all surprised to hear that they would be getting someone else in their team and even more surprised at hearing that they came from the Hidden Mist Village. Kakashi stepped forward. “Hokage-sama, why has a shinobi from the Hidden Mist Village come here?” “It is a complicated matter, b

Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto. … because no one ever got over the 90’s… I now present you, … .:::: * furbys, push pops, and yo-yo’s…OH MY! (psyche!!) *::::. “Ne, Sasuke-kun. I miss the 90’s.” Sakura whined, lying down on a huge bed with dark covers. (comfy) Sasuke, who was seated at his computer desk, doing his (and her) homework, raised an eyebrow. “And?”  Sasuke turned to look Sakura in the eye. Pshh, he said it as if he didn’t care. “I want to remember them. They were the best.” Sakura insisted. “Tch, yeah with the first Bush as our so called ‘presi

Chapter 1 Kyo woke up to Tohru screaming in the other room. Immediatly he got up and ran to her room. "What's wrong Tohru?" "Ah Kyo-kun i had a bad dream." Kyo sighed. He loved Tohru for these little silly things. He could never tell her that though. She would only reject him. "Kyo-kun?" She asked timidly. "Hmm?" "Could you come here?" Tohru asked blushing. "Why?" he asked, looking into her brown eyes. "Just come here." She said firmly. Tohru never spoke for herself in the past. Now she was getting pretty good at it. Kyo slowly walked towards Tohru and stopped about a foot away from her. "What do you-" Before he could finish speaki

Sakura stared. She stared at the floor. At this moment the floor was the most interesting thing in the whole universe. "Well?"A voice asked, sharply. No responce. "Look, if you don't answer me now, I'm going to kill you." "It's not like anyone would care."Sakura muttered bringing her knees to her chest, clutching them tightly.   Slap. "Answer me now damnit. Don't make me repeat the question!" Sakura remained silent. "What's you're relationship with him!?" "Damnit, I don't have one Okay! There is NO relationship between Sasuke Uchiha and me! He fucking hates me! He hates me so much that I could drown in his hatred for me!! SO WHY DON'

Fifty Pills     Chapter 1 Okay Sakura was officially nervous. But then again, if you were just moving to Japan from America, you’d be too. Here Sakura was, driving with her dad [who she currently hated for making them move] and looking at the completely unfamiliar landscape. Her sea foam green eyes scanned the border between the Earth and sky, wondering how such a tragedy, shall we call it, could ever possibly be bestowed on her. Sakura had it going for her, good grades…popularity [which took a while to obtain] and a boyfriend. Yeah, she had to leave her boyfriend broken hearted in America…scared and alone [thanks dad]. Tec

Navy Blue Crayons -- Prologue -- "Ne, Sasuke-kun, can I borrow your crayon?" a five-year-old Sakura asked. Sasuke looked down at his navy blue Crayola crayon. Then at Sakura. He stared at her for a long moment and sighed. "Fine, just make sure to give it back, okay?" Sakura smiled and nodded, rushing off to her play table. She placed the navy crayon in the box and took out a different crayon from hers. She scribbled on a couple lines, making sure it looked used. Then she smiled and ran back to Sasuke's table, clutching the crayon. She held out her hand and bowed slightly. "Thank you, Sasuke-kun." Sasuke looked at the crayon for a long m

Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto or any of the characters (unfortunately). Only this plot.                                               Tempting the Hands of Fate.                                                                               Prologue Life comes at you fast. You gotta take it all in, the good and the bad. So as I’m sitting here, watching my best friends makeout, I wonder where it all went wrong. I think to myself, why I had to intermingle to different groups of friends. Why I had to tempt fate. If I knew how much it would hurt me, I don’t think I ever would have even introduced them. “Sakura, I asked if

--- If looks could kill, than you’d be charged for murder.        ~Prologue~ --- I wake up each morning, living the same ol’ life. I’m sick and tired of everybody, why can’t you get it right? I try so hard to become, something I know I’m not. So why do I come home, to see your frowning face? --- He was devastatingly gorgeous. Devilishly attractive.  The best of the best. With the way his gorgeously soft hair flowed perfectly in the wind, ebony hair covering his eyes. His onyx deep, coal black eyes that you could get lost in. Unless he was angry, then they were blood red. Or how about the way his pale as whi

Just letting you guys know, I haven't been on this account for a long time. Deviant art has been a part of me since seventh grade, but I think it's time to move on. But don't worry, I'm still continuing my stories. If you would like to continue reading my stories, please visit my fanfiction.net account (same username) and review my story there. Sorry for the delay guys, appreciate all the support :D