The single leaf carried its way through the small village, a village filled with children that carry the will of fire as their ancestors before them. Then with one last gush of wind the leaf landed in the ripples of water, where a girl stared aimlessly at the glistening water that showed the reflection of the moon. Her long pink hair swayed in the wind grazing the tree branches that kept her above ground. Though hours passed the pink haired girl never took her eyes off the reflection of the moon, until she was caught off guard by the cracking of the branch she sat on for hours. She groaned when falling to the floor oddly irritated by the fact that she fell from the branch. Next thing you know she starts yelling at the wooden bark tree upset by the fact that the branch couldn't carry her weight. With a final huff she simply stated "That she wasn't that heavy", then stopped in her tracks when she saw the most displeasing face you could ever ask for, Sasuke.