Hi Hi! This is my first time ever doing something like . . . this. Writing a fanfic of my very own I mean.

So plz everyone just bare with me here everyone because I am, as I mentioned already, very very new to this whole fanfiction thing. I've read many fanfics, but that doesn't make me an expert at actually writing one. Its quite unfortunate I know :(

But, since I'm starting high school this August I decided what the hell, maybe its time to turn over a new leaf you know?

I'm seriously thinking about becoming an author after high school . . . maybe . . . that or something else :P And so i'm testing out my writing skills here.

Sorry if i'm rambling on. Here's my first ever SasuHina fic. But first-

Disclaimer: I own nothing! NOTHING I TELL YOU! :)

Warnings: Ummm . . . i'm not really sure what i'm suppose to be warning you guys of tbh. Maybe bad grammar, or rambling, or the fact that I was comma happy when writing this

Lmao. Whatever I guess. Anyway, I now present to you, Sometimes I Think . . . Enjoy! ^_^

Prologue:

Sasuke's P.O.V

So, I thought, as blood plunged into my peripherals. This is how it feels to have death knocking at your door.

Pain . . . . . it's something I'm used to, but that doesn't make me completely resistant to it. I was human just like any other normal person. I wasn't made of metal or something. I didn't have super human strength equipped with a super human body. And I definitely wasn't half-human half-werewolf, or half-human half-robot, or half-human half-vampire, or half-human half-some other made up shit.

It was dark, but I knew exactly where I was. I know because of the countless times I've been here before, standing at the centre of this bridge, and thinking about nobody, but her. I thought about her here all the time. I'd think about her, and then once I got it out of my system, continued on my way. I never thought once about bringing her here though, or telling her how I had felt.

I was human. I felt happiness, sadness, fear, and pain the same as anyone else would have. Save for now, right now I was only feeling pain. Different pains, for different reasons. Reasons, that up until now, I'd never come to terms with, never even knew existed. This pain was foreign, familiar even. This pain hurt; it hurt me in a bad way, it hurt me in a good way, like a slap across the face.

This bridge, The Great Naruto Bridge, is where it all began for the two of us; it was only befitting that it'd also be the end of us too.

A lot has happened. And so now, after everything I wanted it-this place where we first met-to be the end . . . the perfect ending for the not-so-perfect us; it was all so ironic, since I never truly wanted any of it to end to begin with.

This was a whole new level of pain, I could feel it. The ache in my right cheek that still throbbed, my left arm that had never looked so disproportional, the bullet embedded in my right leg that had hurt like hell, my eyes that stung from all the blood that had seeped into them, and to top it all off the thing that had me feeling the most pain was the part of me that I had thought I rid myself of long ago.

I was supposed to kill you. I was suppose to slowly rip away your flesh with my teeth, sever every tendon, every nerve in your body, hear you screech in agony, witness your eyeballs dampen in pain and watch you slowly, but surely bleed to death.

I hate you. I despised how you couldn't die. I detested how you hid the pain, hid from the pain, hid behind your brown paper bag, hid from your fears. I loathed the fact that you were always on my mind, taking over my thoughts without even having to lift a finger. I hated your never ending existence.

I love you. I wanted to rip away the very bag you hid behind, and caress your pale face with my equally pale hands. Kiss you until your lips bruised, bite you until your skin pierced, suck you until you were slicked in saliva, touch you in a way no one else had, watch you writhe beneath me, and feel pleasure as you moaned my name. I wanted to make you feel alive. I wanted to make you want to live. I wanted you to accept my love. I wanted you to love me in the same way I'd always loved you.

But, even in the depths of despair, in the pits of this pain, in my final moments upon this bridge, I never once pictured her not wearing that brown paper bag. I never once stopped thinking about her. And I never once . . . . . stopped loving her.

I love you. And sometimes I think . . . that love is the only thing that truly mattered.

And there you have it! The prologue that I probably failed at! XD

Again i'm really sorry that it was short and rambly, but hey i'm a newbie so give me a break . . . onegai? :D

I will try to make the next chap longer.

And criticism is greatly welcome, but not to harsh k? And anything you thought I was missing, or should add or you something you might want to see in the next chapter let me know and i'll try my best to work at it. Also, review! Don't just read REVIEW DAMMIT!

That's all for now folks! Bye-Bye!