Hello! It's my first fanfic! Well comments, suggestions and flames are really appreciated, comments are great too! So click on those purty words at the bottom of this page and comment! Oh and…

I do not own NARUTO nor (nor, wow, how nerdy…) any of the characters, those belong to Masashi Kishimoto all I own is my imagination. Tehee enjoy!

The sun was setting, while the young boy was behind the small house, crouching in front of a little puddle. But unknown to him, it was forbidden to do so. His mother went out to call him in, but when she saw what he was doing, she panicked.

"What are you doing?"

"It's magic water!" what he was doing, was using the powers he obtained from his kekkei genkai, the same one that the other villagers hated, the same one that many other people from his clan had... Until they were executed.

"NO! Don't ever do that again!" then she hit him.

"Ouch mommy!" he complained.

"I'm sorry Haku. But just don't ever let anybody see you do that. If anybody ever saw you do that, even your father, just run." But he was watching.

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"MOTHER! Father, why!"

"I'm sorry Haku…"

Oh no! I've got to get away! Oh no! Sakura!The boy ran up the stairs as fast as he could, to his and his younger sister's room then he locked the door and barricaded it with a chair.

"Aniki… what's happening?"

"No time for that, the window, come on! Quick!"

"But…-"

"Now! He's coming! Let's go to the barn!" he grabbed his sister by the hand and dragged her to the window, out to the tree, where they used to play, until Sakura got sick. The fear could be felt pumping in the young boy's heart. Running away from his father who murdered his own wife, with his younger sister in the pitch black, illuminated only by the full moon. All of this was causing that.

"What's going on? Why are we running away from father?"

"H-He killed mother!"

"B-But why would he do that? I thought they loved each other..." her soft voice was confused, but scared at the same time.

"It's a little complicated, but for now, just run before he can catch you!"

"Well let's just see him try!" she retorted, as they entered the small building (they are little kids, so it took them just a little bit longer) and got behind a pile of hay, just moments before he came in and... Just stood there...

Then without warning, he struck the pitchfork he was holding about half an inch from where Haku was hiding, thus cutting him.

Sakura could not take this anymore, she jumped up and dragged her brother across the room with a newfound strength, a power radiating from within her[1]. Where else it came from, unknown. Haku was hurt, but still conscious.

"You should have left me."

"Surely you know me better than that Haku!"

"You've barely called me Haku before, you must be excited."

"Oh yes I am!"

"Heh, nice to talk, but we've got bigger problems right now," he pointed to their so called father, who was coming towards them, tears leaking from his face, bordering between sadness and frustration, and pitchfork in hand.

The traumatized girl held on to her brother as hard as she could. He was right above them, and there they were, waiting for the final blow. But it never came. Confused, they looked up, and Sakura screamed. "Shhhh, it's ok," he said as he tried to soothe his obviously distressed sister. To Haku, his father wasn't so bad. The only bad thing was the giant icicle stuck right through him... (Dun dun dun!)

[1]She was sick for a while, a really long while, and she barely had energy and could not move without assistance, but recently, she made really great progress ^^

She only calls Haku, Haku when she is excited, or really angry at him. Which in her 5 years of life, 2 other times. 3 if you include this.

If you really want to know, the 1st time, was when she was 2 and Haku took her crayons. The other time was when she was 4, when she was old enough to go on errands with her brother.

A/N: Re-edit time... Not much different at all though... Hehe.