𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄 | sasuke uchiha

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She remembered her very first day of primary school. For some woe be known reason, [Name][Surname] was the target of the class bullies, who mocked her about everything, ranging from her hair to the way she dressed to the way she wore her hair. 

Come interval, she was sitting by herself behind the classroom in the cloak room, crouched beside her schoolbag and quietly eating her lunch.

"Hey! Don't ya wanna go outside and play?"

The young [h/c] girl jumped and looked up at the source of the voice, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. She saw a young blond boy whose hair was the colour of radiant sunshine, and his eyes the colour of the deep, azure sea. Just from that one sentence and his bright aura, [Name] could tell that his personality matched that of the fluorescent orange jumpsuit he wore: bold and daring.

Hesitantly, the young girl shook her head.

"What's your name?" asked the bouncing blond, taking a seat beside [Name] and grinning widely. Her eyes slid up to the pair of green goggles on his forehead before meeting his eyes again.

"[N-Name] [Surname]..." she managed in a quiet voice, locking gazes.

"I'm Naruto, Naruto Uzumaki!" he exclaimed, holding up a thumb to the girl. She smiled a little at his enthusiasm, and nodded politely in return.

"[Name]-chan, you should come outside and play 'ninja' with me and my friends!" suggested the Uzumaki excitedly. "You should especially meet my brother, Menma! You know what- I can introduce you to everyone!"

"They don't like me," replied [Name] in a flat tone, taking another bite out of her burnt cheese sandwich. Naruto frowned, then leapt to his feet.

"Of course they do! They just haven't gotten to know you yet!"

He beamed down at the girl, and held out a hand to help her up. [Name] hesitated, fumbling with the clasp on her clear plastic lunchbox. Naruto leaned forward even more eagerly.

After slowly putting her lunchbox into her [favourite colour] backpack, [Name] slung it over her shoulders and tenderly took Naruto's hand. Within milliseconds, he had yanked the girl to her feet and was now sprinting out of the cloak room, making his way to the playground outside where his other friends were playing.

"Guys! Hey, guys!" called Naruto, running around the perimeter of the playground with [Name] in tow. Up above them in the adventure playground were two girls by the names of Sakura Haruno and Ino Yamanaka, who were arguing over who got ownership of a doll they had jointly received from their teacher, Iruka. Underneath the slide lay a lazy boy by the name of Shikamaru, who was content with sleeping the break away. Beside him, his friend Choji Akimichi chomped down on a bag of chips, while watching the comings and goings of all the students around him. 

It was only when Naruto and [Name] reached an isolated bench of the other side of the playground that Naruto found the boy he had been looking for. Sitting alone with a book far advanced for their age in his hands, Sasuke Uchiha had no intentions of befriending any of the other snotty nosed children in his class.

"Hey. Sasuke! Sasuke, have you met [Name] yet?"

Naruto and [Name] came to a halt before said raven, [Name] panting as she struggled for air. Sasuke merely looked up from his book, eyebrow raised. [Name] gulped nervously, feeling as though she were about to wet her pants under his cold gaze.

"I have now," he said dully, before his eyes slid back down to the book at hand. Naruto frowned, and [Name] sighed in relief. At least sarcasm was better than an insult.

"Aww, come on Sasuke! Let's go play with [Name]!" whined the Uzumaki, begging his friend to come and play. Sasuke completely ignored him, and once Naruto realised he could get nowhere with his gloomy friend, he pulled away with [Name] in tow.

"Hey guys! Guys! Kiba, have you met [Name]?! Ah- MENMA! OI, MENMA!"

[Name] now remembered not only one, but two bouncing blondes. 

Naruto and Menma.

She also remembered how she had come to meet Naruto and Sasuke. She remembered being close friends with the Uzumaki twin, and somewhere along the line, her so called prince had come into the picture.

Why has it taken me this long to remember?