A/N: Hello, this is my first Naruto fic ever! The plot is heavily based on Memoirs of a Geisha.

Hot tears trailed down her soft, delicate cheeks. Hundreds of people passed by, never once stopping to look at her and ask what was wrong, passing by as if she weren't even there. People shoved and bumped into her without apologizing. It hurt. It hurt to be unacknowledged by the people of Konoha. She sniffled several times, trying her hardest to stop the tears, but they just kept flowing.

A man stopped in the middle of the road, she caught his eye. He was intrigued that she stood there crying. He was also intrigued by the fact that no one was bothering to help her. People were heartless these days. The man decided to help her out, so he went to a stand and bought her a present. The man with mismatched eyes walked over to her sobbing form.

He kneeled down in front of her, "Hey there."

Her sobbing slowly ceased, but she never once looked up to meet his gaze.

"Don't be afraid to look at me." His voice was cool and alluring. She sniffled before making eye contact. The man had one dark eye while the other was red adjourned with strange black markings. He handed her the present, an iced sorbet drizzled with red strawberry sauce, perfect for a hot summer day as this.

"T-Thank you."

The man dug into the pocket of his pants and pulled out a handkerchief. "Now wipe those tears away, pretty girls shouldn't cry." he watched with amusement as the young girl blushed, "What is your name?"

"Haruno Sakura,"

"It suits you," the man said as he ruffled her hair. "I'm Hatake Kakashi."

He began to walk away, but she grabbed the hem of his sleeve. "I'll never forget you, Hatake-san."

Kakashi gave her a small smile, hoping she could see it despite the mask concealing his face. He hoped that he gave that poor girl a small ounce of hope to keep living.

Sakura quickly wolfed down the icy treat given to her as a random act of kindness, if Mother had caught her, she would get beat for sure. While scooping the last bit of the iced sherbet, she knew what she wanted to be when she grew up.

A geisha.

She opened the handkerchief to wipe her mouth and a bill worth 1,000 yen* fell out to the floor. Her eyes widened and she quickly picked up the fallen money. Sakura looked both ways and ran through the crowd of people. She went to the shrine and slipped the money into a box. The young girl clapped her hands twice and made a prayer.

'I pray that one day, I can become the greatest geisha ever known. I want to see him again. Thank you, God.'

Eek, I know it's short, but I hope that was a good enough introduction to get the story flowing. Please review! ^^

*1,000 yen = about $10 or $11