I should really be working on my other fics right now.

Oh well.

#noregrets

"Sakura, I'm busy. Maybe tomorrow?" Tsunade offered, not even looking her student in the eye. For once, she was focused on her paperwork, and even though Sakura should have been proud that her mentor finally sparked the initiative to fulfill her Hokage duties, she couldn't help but feel ignored.

The pink-haired kunoichi's shoulders drooped at her dismissive tone, trying to keep the disappointment from showing on her face.

"Ah..Are you sure? Because you've said that every day for the past week, and Kurenai is on a mission so she can't help and-"

"—Just go into the scroll archives and find yourself something," the blonde frowned. "You know the seal to the room, right?"

Of course she did. She'd gone through the musty shelves of scrolls dozens of times in search for something useful, but all she had to show for it was a vast knowledge of the shinobi world's history and a strong desire for someone to spar with. But Kakashi was off on missions constantly, Shizune worked mainly for the hospital, and Naruto had left for his training with the toad sannin a few months ago and still hadn't written her one single letter.

She wanted to protest further, but felt so defeated at that point that the only thing she could do was quietly comply. Closing the door softly behind her, Sakura walked down the hallways of the Hokage tower to the lower level where the private library was kept. It was rarely guarded, and when it was, it was only to keep up appearances when visiting political figures toured the building.

As she entered, she made sure to immediately flick the light switch on, otherwise she'd be enveloped in pure darkness. It was underground, so there were no windows, and only one exit: the door. In other words, it was a shinobi's nightmare, since it was near impossible to escape should something happen. But Sakura didn't mind, since she was perfectly alone, with only old tomes and faded scrolls to keep her company. Absentmindedly, she trailed her finger across the spine of a book near her, only to wipe her dusty finger on the side of her tight black shorts.

Long ago had she abandoned the crimson dress from her genin days, and replaced it with knee-high black boots, light elbow protectors, and a red tank-top that covered her chest yet showed a bit of toned stomach whenever she lifted her arms. It was good for fighting in, but most days (where she had to turn to a book for training) she just relished how comfortable it was.

She strolled through the aisles for a few minutes, trying to find something that looked interesting (apparently no one here saw the use of labeling and sorting), when she came across a door near the back.

Curious, she twisted the knob and pushed the door forward, taking extra care since it seemed to be made of much older wood than the rest of the place. She fumbled for a light switch, but she found none, so with a sigh, she pulled out the flashlight from the pouch attached to her belt (that she usually used for checking patients' eyes in the hospital) and turned it on.

As soon as she stepped in, the first thing she noticed was that it smelled like acrid rot, and she made a mental note to inform Shizune that it needed to be cleaned. After that, she found it relatively small, being about the size of a large closet, and relatively empty, since it only held twenty-or-so scrolls laid haphazardly across the floor. With a sigh, she delicately picked up a few and placed them into the backpack she had brought with her. Even though it was technically illegal to remove any scrolls without the Hokage's permission, it was a much-ignored rule, and Tsunade really didn't seem to care. Sakura did this often because she preferred to read in her own little apartment, and had always brought them back within a week.

She paused and glanced down at the pile on the ground.

The scrolls looked rather desolate and abandoned, and there was enough room in her bag to take all at once…..

..oh what the hell. Why not?

She entered her apartment with the smallest of smiles on her face, due to the fact that she had twenty-or-so little surprises in her bag to open. Even though it was likely that they were all tax records or public sanitation plans, the mystery behind them was still exciting. She played this game often, and though the last few times she only found history texts, this time she had a good feeling about it.

Her apartment was simple and clean, consisting of a simple bathroom, a bedroom, and a living room that she had partially turned into a kitchen. After taking off her boots near the door, she flung herself onto her leather couch, taking her backpack with her. Gently, she removed the first scroll from its depths, and concentrated on making the proper hand-seals to open it.

It only took a minute for it to unfurl in her hands, so she read on eagerly, though the faded print was almost impossible to read without squinting.

Potions to Attract Animals

Well, she supposed that sounded a little intriguing.

She read on.

After the steps taken in the first three scrolls, but begin to—

Goddammit. There was no use reading the last scroll in a series.

So she picked up another, this one significantly lighter but made of older paper. With an exasperated sigh, she realized the seal was a lot more complex, so it took about ten minutes or so, but it eventually broke open with an odd hissing noise.

However, much to her chagrin, the page was completely blank.

She tried squinting, and that didn't work, but she was convinced it was just to faint to be seen, so she decided to focus a bit of chakra into her eyes to help her. And as soon as she did so, the words violently popped out in large, dark, swirly script, making her jump in surprise.

Sakura Haruno, welcome to your training

She almost dropped it in shock, but since she was half-convinced it was some sort of genjustu (and wanted to figure it out), she continued on.

First, make sure you are alone.

She already knew she was; her chakra-sensing skills were constantly aware.

Now prepare yourself to learn your true past, as well as the ability to meld together your inner and outer selves.

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Normally when she discovered something of interest, she immediately ran to tell Kakashi (perhaps in some subconscious hope that he'd finally offer to train her), but for some reason…..she decided that this was best kept a secret.

Woah this is so short, but I really don't know if I'm going to continue or not. If you think it sounds promising, hit me up with a review!