I wanna tell you a story, a story you can say comes from the bottom of my heart. It's the story of the day I met him, and when he saved me. I didn't remember him at first, I thought he was just a stranger who witnessed it.

Me against a wall, being hit by a large man, saying that I wasn't good enough to be loved, that I was just some stupid whore that no one would want. I was crying cause I knew he was right, I was a whore, being paid for sex with strangers, he was the one who got me here anyway, he knew. He knew I was weak, and I couldn't defend myself. He wanted to make me pay, saying that I wasn't that important to him and he would just get rid of me. He took out what I knew was a knife, even if I couldn't see it. He was going to impale me when his arm was grabbed.

I saw the man behind him, I couldn't see him very well but I saw that he had an annoyed face on.

"Why don't you just shut up. You're so annoying." He became uneasy, but his face expression soon changed to anger.

"You really gonna take the side of this whore?! This slut!!?" he looked back at me with disgust then turned back to the man still grabbing his arm. "Why don't you just turn the other cheek. No one will care if this slut dies." I cried harder but kept my sobs silent. He was right, no one will care, I'm an orphan that no one cared for, that's why I'm here as a whore on the streets.

"I would. Now just leave and go pick on someone your own size." I didn't understand of why he would say that, I didn't know him, I was sure he didn't know me..

He turned to face him with the knife still in his hand. He saw what he held but still didn't care, he kept what seemed as a cool face. The bigger man lifted his hand, going to hit the other. The younger man dodged it easily and kicked him down. The man still on the ground started yelling meaningless words, angry words. I saw the man take something out of his back pocket.

"Why don't you just shut up. I'm going to end you right now. All the pain you've caused to all you little workers, all the torment they've gone through because of you. Taking THEIR INNOCENCE. I won't let you go on with all that pain that you've caused." My legs felt so weak that I just fell down. I felt so weak from all the beating he had given me before the stranger had come.

I smiled, "Thank you.." I weakly said to the stranger. I blacked out.

I woke up again, it was lighter out, it must have been morning. I looked around and saw the stranger there across from me sitting on the ground. I could see his face better now, he was pale with deep onyx eyes. He had bangs covering the sides of his face but I could still see his face. His hair seemed a very dark blue, he was wearing a white long sleeve shirt with blue slacks and dress shoes. He looked over at me and saw that I was awake.

"You're awake."

"Where is he?" I stared down at his shirt that had spots of blood on it. He looked down at his shirt and smiled.

"He's in the police station, he was arrested for illegal prostitution. Don't worry, he's not coming out till he's dead." I stared at him, the one who saved me. He protected a whore like me. I started crying and hugged him tightly.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" he hugged me back softly, he seemed so kind. I cried lightly in his chest.

"It's okay Naruto.. I'm here now." I looked up at my savoir, my…

"Sasuke."

Love.