Someone you loved

Prologue

Hey my lovely readers,

So, I know I said I'd update on specific days but then I realised that it feels stupid sitting on finished chapters without publishing them and that it sort of takes out the fun of writing.

Instead, I'll simply update everything I have by now in the next couple of days and after that updates will be depending on much time I have.

Also, this story is a fanfiction and obviously not entirely like canon. So if things don't add up then that's because I've changed them.

I'd really appreciate it if you could leave a vote or comment and give me constructive critiscm. English is not my first language so if there are some mistakes, please, bear with it.

Bleeding Heart is not my fist story, so if you're curious you should check out Atonement and its sequel Salvation.

Anyway, I won't hold you up any longer, so enjoy the next chapter.

Love, Stella xx

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Chiasa was running faster than ever before. Faster and faster and faster. If anyone saw her, they'd only see a black and red blur, wondering if it had been a trick of the light. The ebony-haired girl was exhausted, her muscles screaming for her to stop, she was already scrapping at the bottom of her chakra reserves, but she pushed further.

She couldn't stop here! She needed to return home!

Above her she heard the cry of her trusted partner - a gorgeous female falcon named Fumiko – telling her about the squad of Kusa shinobi two hundred metres to her left. Without hesitation she took her katana in one hand and, in a whirlwind of black and red, disarmed and incapacitated the squad. She could have avoided them, but right now the only thing on her mind was to return home and those shinobi were simply in the way.

The girl had been on a long-term assassination mission with her ANBU team, high up in the north of the Land of Earth, until a week ago a letter of her brother had reached her.

It was the first time that he had ever asked her for help, begged her for guidance because he didn't know what to do anymore. Her brother was hailed a prodigy in Konoha, but everyone forgot that he was only a thirteen-year-old child, far too young to shoulder the kind of responsibilities that their father and village willingly put on his shoulders.

As soon as she had read the last lines of the letter and noticed the tear drops that grazed the paper, she had turned on her heel and ran. She left her ANBU team behind, not caring that she essentially abandoned her mission. It took her a day to finally get rid of her teammates, after all she was the best assassin Konoha ever had and she excelled in disappearing without a trace. Afterwards, she raced straight towards Konoha.

After seven days of running with the occasional short breaks, she was only a mile or two away from Konoha. With a low whistle she told Fumiko to scout out the situation, whilst she stopped to gasp for air.

'I'm almost home, Itachi, Sasuke. Just hold on.' she thought desperately.

Minutes later, Fumiko appeared again, circling above her. Taking another deep breath, Chiasa gathered the last of her chakra, pushing it into her legs to keep pace with Fumiko.

Fumiko led her around the village, towards the outskirt where her clan had its compound.

With a push of her chakra, she climbed the high village wall but when she prepared to jump down, she stumbled as a horrifying ache cut deep into her heart. A silent scream on her lips, she grasped her chest and crouched down.