Hello! Long time no hear! For those who have noticed, it has been a while since I've written anything. I was busy and addicted to reading fanfiction rather than writing it. But, I finally decided to get back into business. This story has been in the back of my mind for at least a year. I have been working on the details on and off (mostly 'off' if I am going to be honest) but lately I've really worked hard!! There is a lot to plan. I'll tell you about the length of this story next chapter but be warned – I am still working out the major kinks.

Thankfully, there is no harm in release the prologue!

Before I do that: I have to send out my thanks to the two people that supported me and helped me create this story; Narutogirl06 and Vivacious Brilliance. You both helped me tons in life and fiction so here's to many more years of friendship. They both also edited for me!

This fanfic was formerly known as "Kyuubi Love". However, I felt that it needed to be changed.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

His scarlet eyes shone through the night sky as they roamed aching over her figure. Long green hair was blowing past her shoulders, carried by the wind. Her pure white kimono showing her figure alluringly yet it was wrapped around her so elegantly. Her slender arms were behind her to support her weight as she leaned back on them. Her legs crossed, dangling over the cliff, swing slightly to her own rhythm. Her golden eyes were gazing warmly as she watched the activities occurring below her.

It was a habit. He could always watch her at her favourite spot. And exactly one hour after he arrived, she would pat the side next to her and call him over. When she first did it, he was flustered and agitated to know she knew that he was watching her. It wasn't that he didn't expect it, because he knew how strong she was, it was just…Dang it! He was just as good as her and even more cautious. But, as it continued, he realized that she didn't mind and he no longer hid himself but rather watched her openly.

He was still careful though. They would be in serious danger if they knew of his love for her. It was forbidden after all.

Most couldn't believe that he could actually love. It was believed that he only a monster with hatred flowing through his veins. He actually had both virtues and vices yet the vices overpowered everything else.

She turned her head halfway to just look over her should to smile while her right hand patted the ground. Her usual signal.

In response, he let out his signature dangerous smirk. Pushing himself off of the tree he was leaning on, he sauntered over and plopped himself down. He was far enough from her that they wouldn't suspect yet still close enough to memorize her scent which was lavender, vanilla and something totally her. Delicious.

He ran his hand through his hair, which was darker than the night sky, in an effort to calm his heart. A comfortable silence fell upon them, because no words were needed, as they both observed the festival happening below them.

Under the cover of his bangs, his eyes would ever so often unconsciously wander over to where she gracefully sat.

He didn't understand how these feelings had come because at the beginning, they were enemies, destined to fight. It's not like it's hard to hate, especially for a being like he is. But then again, it was not hard to not to love her. It was impossible; she was born to be loved – while he was made to hate. He was in turmoil. Accepting these emotions would be the end of him and all that he knows. Yet to deny them was a pain like no other. And yet again, he was no stranger to pain. He suppressed the emotions, so that maybe they would fade away just like the grains of sand in an hourglass.

Unfortunately, time weakens every barrier.

The feelings that he hid for so long, bubbled up suddenly. He clutched slightly at his stomach hoping to claw away the feelings so he could enjoy whatever time he had with her. Yet the vicious waves of forbidden emotions hit him so hard, he flinched drawing the sharp eyes of his sitting partner.

Frowning delicately, she rose. Out of fear and surprise, he pushed himself up with one arm around his stomach, remaining hunched over. Even with his distorted posture, he towered over her.

"Are you alright?" her quiet voice broke the usual silence, the unspoken rule. She tilted her head, furrowing her eyebrows in concern.

"Fine." He gritted out through clenched teeth.

For a moment, he could have sworn that he saw an emotion flicker through her eyes. Was it fear? Panic?…Sadness?

She turned on her heels abruptly and was going to march off. Panicking, he grabbed her forearm.

Never before had he touched her. He had always wanted to, yet feared that his desire would burn them both. He was right to fear that desire…

His controlled emotions lashed out in frenzy. He pulled her roughly to him, forcefully pressing her curves to him, as if molding her to him. Emotions running wildly through his mind. A familiar one is hatred - that he was so weak to succumb to his desire and anger towards her for making him feel this way. In a moment of rash impulse, he smashed their lips together. Not giving her the chance to respond, he continued to dominate her mouth before forcing his way in, to taste her sweetness.

It was almost unnoticeable to everyone else but he felt it immediately. Her soft response, her gentle lips moving in perfect harmony with his. Instead of being gentler, her reaction caused him to become rougher, more demanding. His arms tightened around her, memorizing her curves against his ridge frame, caused her to moan ever so softly.

They continued on for what felt like an eternity, but was only a few minutes. He pulled back, trying desperately to harden himself for the upcoming rejection and the future punishment.

As she stood there silently, every moment that passed unnerved him. Finally, she grasped his right hand and placed it over her heart.

"Gomen."

And with that she walked away from him, not even once looking back. Never looking back to see how he stood shocked. She just walked away from him, taking his battered, crumbling heart with her. Leaving behind an empty shell of what was once a strong, dangerous man, now…a broken one.

Sadness turned to despair, which turned to anger and then into full-blown fury. His eyes turned to the village that she loved more than him. His very essence pulsed with the desire to paint the streets in blood, the colour of his livid eyes.

With a howl filled with promises of pain, he charged forward, his figure blurring and changing into a frightening shape.

Dejected jade eyes watched her beloved destroy the village they had both come to love, in a fit of anger. Tears gently caressed her face as she watched him meet his end at the hands of a fierce red-head.

"Gomen Hikage-kun….Kage-koi…"

Gomen – sorry

Hikage/Kage - shadow

-Kun – a suffix used as an affectionate term for boys

-koi – a suffix showing love… would be like Kyuubi, my love. Or just koi on its own mean my love.

Yay! Done the prologue. Chapter One will be up once I've worked out the kinks. Sorry if my Japanese translations are a little rough.

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-Ramen