Well, I'm gonna try to begin one last story before my mum finds out I'm still awake. "grin" Okay, I hope you guys will like this one too!!! (it's my last idea for now)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters, I only own the story. So there!

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Sakura gasped as a katana slashed its way down her chest, blood leaking fiercely onto her clothes, deepening their red even further. As she tried to slash her enemy with a kunai, she was kicked in the face harshly. She felt her jaw break and almost fell to the ground, but she kept herself on her feet. She had to succeed this mission. She was not going to fail anyone anymore. She was stronger then before and ready to show it! She screamed in rage while she charged forward, blood making its way down her chin, when suddenly, a second opponent, one she didn't see before, appeared behind here with a long, wooden pole, wanting to hit her with it.

Sakura quickly turned around, or tried to, but this resulted in the pole landing against her kneecap, probably smashing it to tiny bits. Sakura fell down this time, a kunai laying in the grass only a mere inches away from her. She slowly let her hand crawl towards the tool, determined not to give up, when suddenly, one of the two men let his foot land harshly on top of her hand, breaking it on top of her various other wounds. Still, her fingers tried to grasp the tool firmly. The sadistic pair laughed and one of them kicked the kunai away.

"Sorry girlie, but you need to try harder." One of the guys said. Sakura remembered that when someone had said that to her, Lee had jumped in to rescue her. But now, no one rescued her, not even Sasuke. She gritted her teeth when one of the men lifted her up by her hair. She had accepted this mission just to find Sasuke, to find the man she loved, but she had failed gruesomely and was now suffering the consequences of her slacking off in the first years of her being a ninja. She watched how her blood got soaked up by the soil beneath her, as she was dragged away by her hair. Cutting it would do her no good this time, she knew that, yet why did she have the urge to do it then? Perhaps to relive a moment? To feel that soothing moment of déja vû?

She groaned when her hand fell against the leg of one of the men. Where were they dragging her too. Didn't anyone see them? Was she truly that unimportant? Suddenly she was thrown into some bushes, her body hidden from the outside world. She hissed and yelped as she landed, her wounded leg hitting the ground first and her broken hand following right after, the gash on her chest filling with the dirt on the ground now, her jaw happening to be the one her face was leaning on. Oh well, at least the painful grasp on her hair was gone now. Tears filled her eyes at the pain. She couldn't move, she couldn't speak, and she couldn't perform any technique that might help her…not that she knew any anyways. All she could do was lay there and watch how the feet of the two men walked away, taking the information involving Sasuke with them.

She was unable to drift away into unconsciousness for some reason, and the pain refused to leave her side. Why was her throat hoarse? Was it because she had cried so much? She had no more tears left either. Was that why she was so tired? Perhaps that is why she felt so utterly drained. Or was that because of the blood loss? She could actually see her blood crawl away from her with the help of the earth. Past her head, past her arm, and past her hand. Could no one see she was suffering? She was just about to give up when she saw two feet walk by casually. She desperately tried to make a sound, but her voice wouldn't cooperate. She tried to move, even if just a little, but her body wouldn't listen. And then, the two feet were out of sight.

It didn't take long before two smaller feet came running by, but that person was in so much haste, that Sakura didn't even bother to try anything. She could actually feel that she was pale right now. It wouldn't take much longer before she died now. But she vowed to go and haunt her murderers forever. If she had been able to, she would've grinned at that thought.

She lazily looked at the path before her again when two more feet casually walked by. Was that orange she saw there? Again, if she could, she would've grinned. The feet almost seemed to pass her by when suddenly, they came to an abrupt halt, stood still for a few measly seconds and then came running into her direction. "Sakura-chan!!!"

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There, chapter 1 is finished!!! Now I'm all out of ideas again, but I've got 4 stories to continue now so yay! I'll be able to contain myself for quite some time now. Please review. I always like it to see my writing appreciated