(Disclaimer: I don't own NARUTO. Just a story I made up with the Naruto characters.)

Cherished Memories

Chapter One: White Doves

I never suspected something like this to happen. I really thought that I was helping her… I didn't know what I did, had changed her life forever.

One year back

"Sasuke!"

I didn't have to turn around; I knew already who had called my name.

"What do you want Sakura?" I asked, as I kept walking. She hurried to be by my side, following my long strides.

"Do you want to come to my house again?" She asked, fluttering her eyes. "I really had fun last night."

"Don't take what I did last night to heart." I replied harshly. "It was nothing to me."

Sakura started to pout. "Well I had fun; I just want to do it again."

"Find yourself a new play toy." I said, speeding my walk, growing farther and farther away from the annoying girl.

I'm Sasuke Uchiha; a junior in high school, an A straight student a black belt in martial arts.

Sigh…and I believe that life just sucks. I don't care about the future; I don't care what I have to do to become "successful." I don't understand why teachers and adults are pushing me to be the best I can be. Why are they forcing me to do something I clearly don't care about? Sure, I get A's in my class. It's not like I care, I'm only doing it, because I made a promise. I'm doing none of this for my damn future; me… successful? Bull shit.

As I turned the corner, something caught my eyes. A door; I have never acknowledge before, was creaked open, revealing to me a stair case. But what did it lead to?

Because of my curiosity, I had to check it out. And that's exactly what I did. I opened the rusted doors and looked up; following the stairs, leading all the way to the top where there was another door… almost as if waiting for me to open. I gave out a sigh.

Why am I getting so excited over a door I never knew about? How idiotic of me.

"Tsk."

I began to walk up the stairs, taking one step at a time. The more I walked the closer I got to the door. Finally I made it all the way to the top, where the door lies. I could see the light from underneath the creaks of the door. I reached, held tightly onto the knob and twisted it. I could hear the rust crumble together as I turned the knob. When it reached its end, all I had to do was push and to be honest, the door was pretty hard to open, since it's extremely old and all; but I managed. Once I opened the door, a gust of wind brushed my face, as I wince from the bright light that had shined my way. My eyes adjusted… and my eyes widens.

I was on the roof top.

Feeling the cold breeze, and the heat from the rays of the sun, I was somewhat… relax. And ever since two years ago, I haven't felt this way in awhile.

"Watch out!"

Everything seemed to happen so fast, I had no time to react. Suddenly I hear a girl's voice warning me about what's coming my way. I turned around and suddenly was surrounded by what seemed like a hundreds birds! Cowering down, afraid my eyes will be pecked down; I suddenly hear a small whistle. Then, everything went quiet.

"I'm sorry… but you're not supposed to be up here." A girl said walking up to me. "So it's kind of your fault." She said, petting the white bird on her shoulder.

Before, angry arose in my part; I had a clear look on the girls face. She looked somewhat familiar.

"Why can't I come up here?" I said catching my breath and a little bit irritated. "It's not like this is your property."

The girl was taken aback at my harsh words but soon relaxes and gave out a sigh. "You can stay here I guess." She said turning her back to me.

"So?" I asked. She peered over her shoulder to look at me.

"So?"

"Aren't you going to tell me why there are a flock of white chickens on the school roof top!?" I said, not believing my eyes.

"They're not white chickens, they're called doves." She said, "And don't tell anyone they're up here."

I chuckled at her comment.

"And what makes you think you can trust me?" I asked, pushing my two fist into my pockets.

"Because, this is the doves' homes," She said sadly.

I stopped in my tracks.

The girl bent down to the doves on the ground, and held out her palm filled with little seeds. I watched as the doves, one by one, came to nibble they're faces in the seeds. She then turned to me. "Do you want to try?" She asked standing up. My eyes widen and I shook my head furiously.

"No, no thanks." I confirmed.

Apparently the girl didn't care what my answer was and kept walking towards me to grab my right hand.

"Wait!" I protest angrily. She didn't say anything, but held my hand and opened my fist to pour the seeds in the middle of my palm. She then pulled me down with her and pulled my hand right into the middle of the doves.

To be totally honest, I was a bit nervous.

At first, the birds were hesitating to approach me, until one dove; the smallest one; came up to my hand, and pokes its head into the handful of seeds. I watched astonished as more and more doves came to eat the seeds from my hand.

The girl then let's go of my arm and watched as the doves eat from my palm.

"Do you own these birds?" I asked curiously.

"No, I just come here to feed them." She replied.

"Aren't birds supposed to live in trees or something? Not a busted up building?" I asked suspiciously.

The girl sighed, "I saved one last year." She said. "One dove had a broken wing when I found it, so I took care of it. Turns out the bird were permanently wounded, so it couldn't fly again."

"That doesn't explain all the other ones." I challenged.

"The bird I saved was a female. It laid some eggs, and ever since it multiplied." She answered. "But I wonder why, the birds haven't left yet."

I looked to the girl who was staring at the birds in deep thought.

"You really are stupid, aren't you?" I asked. She looked to me puzzled,

"Why do you say that?" She asked, in an angry voice.

"The reason why they always come back is because you're their food source." I stated. "Without you here, they'd probably left already." I began to chuckle. "What a bunch of mooching birds."

"So you think the only reason why they're here is because they want the seeds I give them?"

"Exactly,"

The girl stood up. "Well I don't believe you."

"Do you think they come here because they love you are something?" I asked, laughing. "Are you conceited or something?"

The girl winced at my responds, but brushed it off.

"How can I prove that you're theory is wrong then?" She asked looking towards me.

I was in thought for awhile but soon found the answer.

"Don't come here for four days." I answered. She looked at me as if I was crazy.

"Four… days?" She repeated quietly, "Why four days, and what for?"

I stood up, to come face to face with her, and placed my two hands in my pockets. "I'll come here for the four days you don't, that tells me whether or not your doves return." I answered. "And once you come back after the four days, you'll finally see that my theory is one hundred percent correct."

The girl was in thought, but quickly replied, "Fine."

We both nodded and went our separate ways.

Let's see who's right and who's wrong.