This is only a prologue. It's supposed to be however long I want it…so it turned out short. It's in my nature I guess…
Sakura knew what the ocean sounded like. There was the time, in the land of the waves, her first C mission with her team, that she had heard the sound. They had lapped against the small rowboat, a rhythmic and soothing sound. It was endless and it had placed a sense of security in her frightened twelve-year-old mind. But it was nothing compared to this.
The waves were quieter, not hitting against something, they could only rush against one another, a soothing sliding sound. This was true endlessness. Nothing could break through that sound. It filled Sakura to the brim and instilled a sense of peace as it once had so long ago.
She never told anyone, but Sakura loved the ocean. More than anything. Sure, whenever they were on a mission close to the ocean she had complained about the smell and the sand getting everywhere…but… no matter what she said, the ocean, to her, was a home away from home.
So in a place where only the sound of waves existed Sakura felt more at peace than she had felt in a long time. Before he had come back and ruined everything. Before Sakura finally realized how weak she was. Before being bullied and degraded by a rabble of five year olds. And even more so than when she had first met Ino, when Sasuke had thanked her, when Naruto was trying his best to cheer her up with a goofy grin. This was somewhere safe and guarded from everything.
She was home.
I will update soon, I won't keep it at…three hundred some words for long. I'm not that horrible.
I think….
Zesty