It's In Her Eyes

by LilithiaRW

Re-posted. Sakura grew up thinking she was normal. She was wrong. As the seal on her powers weaken, powerful and painful memories surface, as well as a killer Kekkai-Genkai. But all things come with a price, and Sakura is about to learn that there are many secrets within her own memories and her once-clan. Sakura-centric, no specific pairs decided yet. R & R!

1. Chapter 1

I was suddenly gripped by inspiration to write this. I slaved all day writing this Prelude! Be proud of me! READ THIS AUTHORS NOT OR ELSE!

A special thanks to XxBirdxOfxHermesxX author of Pain of Siblings for writing the story that inspired this! Hopefully this piece won't rot away on my computer due to eternal writer's block. (wouldn't that be terrible?)

I DO NOT OWN NARUTO. THIS IS NOT A ROMANTIC PEINxSAKURA FANFIC! I'm not sure what romance I will pair Sakura up with (I'm a sucker for adding a bit of romance to any story) but Pein will be her brother, and ONLY her brother.

WARNING and yes you must read this too: First of all, this Prelude doesn't fit with Pein/Nagato's actual past, and is purely made up by me.So no complaints as to why it doesn't fit the Naruto version, comprende? Second is the actual warning: THERE IS CHILD ABUSE IN THIS CHAPTER. Try to bear with me, I don't like it either, but it's for the sake of the story. AND THERE WILL BE POSSIBLE LEMONS IN LATER CHAPTERS WHEN SAKURA IS OLDER AND I GET TO ANY EVENTUAL ROMANCE (WITHOUT PEIN!).

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Update: June 1st, 2012

Fanfiction, why you delete my story? I RATED IT M IN THE FIRST PLACE JUST IN CASE! \(o)/ Like omg, FF, chill. (-_-)

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Sakura stepped warily into the room. She was so in tune with the older boy standing next to her father that she could feel the anger and resentment crashing off him in uncontrolled waves. This confused her. Her brother had impeccable self control. She had never known him to be as emotionally unstable as he was now. What had happened?

Glancing a worriedly at her brother, Sakura noticed his fists clenched so hard that she could see, with her enhanced eyesight, minute drops of blood under his fingernails. Now Sakura was alarmed. It took all her self control not to go over and hug her only and favorite sibling.

Knowing it was dangerous to ignore her father for more than a minute, she quickly turned her blank face to his imposing figure as he sat next to her brother in his throne. She managed not to gulp as his Rinnegan bore into her brain, seeming to read every thought she'd ever had. Sakura bravely returned the glare, and saw an imperceptible twitch of a smile on her father's face, proud of his daughter's nerve.

So much like her brother… Her father thought.

"Musume." His ominous voice echoed across the room, his voice sending a shiver down his daughter's spine..

Sakura bowed to one knee. "Chichi-sama." She murmured softly and with great respect to the most powerful ninja the world would never know existed, if he could help it. The entire clan of the Rinnegan had to stay secret.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her brother clench his teeth. She shifted her attention back to her father.

"You are not going to like what I am about to do." Sakura shivered again at the cold indifference of her father's voice. It was the voice he only used when he was dealing with something very dangerous and serious. And directed at her, she knew it didn't bode well for her.

"I follow you orders, Chichi-sama." Her loyalty to her clan was as great as any. Beside her father's throne, her brother clenched his hands even tighter, turning his knuckles white. Sakura wanted to walk over to him and comfort him; unclenching his hands for his and wash the cuts, like she always did for him after his training. Her dear brother was suffering horribly, and she had no clue why.

"You must leave."

Sakura froze at those words. "Chi-Chichi-sama?" she barely had time to stop herself from shouting in surprise, only gasping quietly. Her head snapped up to stare fearfully into her father's eyes, although not the same fear most people would feel gazing into the Rinnegan.

Her father kept his face blank. This only made Sakura feel worse. "Chichi-sama? I don't understand you." Her voice trembled slightly.

"I have a mission for you. One that will help your brother in the long run." Her father's voice was smooth, as if she wasn't his only daughter, the hime of their clan.

Her brother swiveled to glare at the older man sitting oh-so-comfortably in his throne. But Sakura knew her brother knew better than to object against their father's wishes, and he eventually turned away to keep himself from saying something that would bring upon him their father's ire. Instead, her brother crossed his arms angrily, now his fingernails digging into his biceps. Sakura wanted so badly to comfort her aniki.

"Why are you saying I have to leave then?" she questioned her father cautiously.

The man on the throne gave her a once over, his eyes calculating. "I need you to infiltrate a village. This village is the strongest in all the nations. They are also the most distrusting and careful people in the world, especially now during the Third Shinobi War."

Sakura froze. Surely he couldn't be speaking of-?

"Konohagakure…" she whispered.

"Indeed." Her father confirmed.

Sakura felt her eyes burning with fury and righteous anger course through her small frame.

"HOW DARE YOU!" she bellowed. "THE VERY VILLAGE THAT UTTERLY DESTOYED MY MOTHER! MY MOTHER! THE MATRIARCH OF THIS CLAN AND YOUR WIFE! THE MOTHER OF YOUR CHILDREN! MY MOTHER!"

Sakura now stood to her full not-so-imposing height of four feet. She clenched her hands and dared to glare menacingly at her father. Of course, even with the death glare perfected by her bloodline, the wrath of a seven-year-old did not phase the leader of the Rinnegan clan in the least.

"YOU WILL NOT SPEAK TO ME IN SUCH A WAY." He didn't yell. He merely raised his voice, but spoke calmly enough to spook his daughter into a quiet, simmering rage.

Suddenly Sakura found herself thrown backwards into the stone wall, blasted back by her father's immense and dangerous chakra. His fingers flicked up and a chakra string lashed at her check like a thick whip. Sakura slid down the wall and stayed still where she collapsed, not moving even after she felt the cut on her cheek oozing blood.

Her eyes were angry, but she knew she had made a mistake. Both children knew their father's anger was not to be trifled with. Sakura should have known better than provoke him in such a way, but she wasn't as adept in controlling her emotions as her brother. The punishment was deserved, and she knew this. One does not respect her father, not even his own children.

"Control yourself, musume." Her father's quiet voice spoke volumes.

Sakura allowed herself to breathe again as she felt his anger settle down.

"Now pull yourself together and listen." He ordered.

As she stood, Sakura placed a hand on the wall to steady herself, uncaring if she seemed weak in front of her father. She shook her head once, then squared her shoulders and let a mask of indifference settle across her features. Approaching the throne again, Sakura realized her brother was barely controlling his own anger. Sakura was inwardly surprised that her brother allowed such immense hatred for their father show in his eyes as he glared at the back of their father's head.

The hatred glowing in her brother's Rinnegan would have sent anyone else running for the hills. Sakura kept her face blank to keep their father from noticing the death ray at his back, but Sakura silently prayed her brother would cover his emotions. If their father saw the blatant disrespect and hatred in her brother's eyes, her brother would have the beating of the century.

"Chichi-sama." She bent to one knee again, bending her head to hide the tears of pain in her eyes. Kami her head was throbbing!

"I am sending you to Konohagakure to be one of our sleeper spies."

Sakura froze. A sleeper? A sleeper meant that they would completely erase her memories in order for her to appear like a normal person and allow her to integrate herself fully into their society. No wonder her brother had looked so pissed! As the heir to their clan, he would have been aware of what the elder clan members, including her father, would have been planning for her.

They were effectively removing her from the clan. Sakura's eyes narrowed as she glared at the ground. She knew exactly what the elders were up to. They were worried she would become power-hungry and attempt to wrest the clan from her brother. And those senile fools, steeped in their traditions, would always favor a male as an heir rather than a girl. By ridding the clan of the female candidate, 'mission' be damned, they were avoiding a power struggle between the most powerful Rinnegan users to have ever been born into the clan.

The thing was, Sakura didn't want to become clan leader! She hated politics! Her brother was the one with the patience and the silver-tongue. He was a hell of a lot more diplomatic than she would ever hope to be, not that Sakura even cared to try. She solved things with her fists.

Of course, there were some- many- in the clan that whispered that Sakura should become heir instead of her elder brother. Her own mother had been one of them, though the woman had still loved both her children equally. The more experienced ninja in the clan recognized that Sakura would one day surpass her brother in the power of the Rinnegan. Even her brother was aware of this, though he had only ever shown love and encouragement to his little sister. Hell, he was the one who had secretly begun teaching Sakura how to use her Kekkei-Genkai before the age limit permitted (can't have four-year-old running around with Rinnegans, now can we?).

Sakura had a bitter taste in her mouth- no wait, that was blood. Well, the blood mixed with the bitter taste of disdain as she thought of all she could do to those damn elders, if only she were powerful enough. And of course, her father didn't really care, as long as one of his children succeeded him. The only reason he was proud of his children was that both Sakura and her brother was extremely strong, although still in adolescence, and had yet to obtain the more powerful forms of the Rinnegan.

Sakura's father hadn't even realized how adept his daughter already was with the Rinnegan. Sure, he could see that it had awakened her, but as was mentioned before, the clan had yet to find out that seven-year-old Sakura had already begun learning how to use the Rinnegan from her brother. If the clan found out, her brother would be whipped within an inch of his life.

"How can you do this to me?" she asked calmly.

Her father remained silent for a moment. "It is a long-term mission. You are the right age. Konohagakure, for all their strength, are known for their bleeding hearts. If you come to them as a homeless girl without any memories, and they will be unsuspecting of an 'innocent little girl' such as yourself. They will assume you are yet another victim of this war and take you in."

'But I am a victim of this war.' Sakura thought grimly. 'Have you not seen what has become of this clan? What is left? I am orphaned by a dead mother and a man who is no longer my father to me.'

"Don't fail me." Her father added.

Sakura clenched her teeth. Ungrateful man. All she ever did was try to please him. But it was never enough. She was a girl. She wasn't dumb. Sakura had seen the way her father looked at her. He wished she had been born a male. He saw her untapped power too, but he didn't accept it because she was a girl. If only dear little Sakura-musume was a boy, then she might deserve her father's respect. The taste of blood amplified in her mouth and she bit her cheek hard.

"Well then." Her father clapped his hands. "You should go get ready. You won't need much for this journey… Actually you won't need anything. You are going to become a 'homeless little girl' after all. Go say your goodbyes, Sakura-musume, then come back within the hour so I may erase your memories."

Sakura kept her face blank as she stood and bowed, sweeping out of the room like the hime she was.

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Her room was bare. She had never kept anything that would tie her down. Sakura had always had a sinking feeling, even when she had dared hope the one day her father would recognize her, he never would. And it would end in her leaving. Might as well make no attachments. It's not like anyone had ever given her presents anyway. Well, there had been some. But they had been far and few.

Her mother for instance.

Sakura walked over to her vanity, bare as it was, and opened her drawer. Taking out her scissors, she snapped them close, turning a fancy pair of scissors into a fancy dagger, blades sharpened on both sides. She then proceeded to pry open the bottom of the vanity drawer. The secret compartment held all she would ever need.

Sakura reached in and pulled out a fine gold chain. The chain lifted, making no noise it was so light. At the end was a small pendant. One side had her mother's personal crest, a rearing lioness. On the other side of the pendant, Sakura observed as it spun lazily before her eyes, was a carving of the Rinnegan. What better crest for her clan?

Though Sakura knew she would be better off without the reminder of her disgraceful clan, she couldn't part with the only piece of her mother she had. Not that she was allowed to have it. This was one of her biggest secrets, other than her brother training her. She knew that the clan had tried to cover up as much of her mother's death as possible, trying to destroy any evidence that Sakura's mother had ever existed. They had taken everything that her mother had ever touched and destroyed it. But they hadn't seen Sakura snatch her mother's pendant.

Knowing even wearing it was dangerous; Sakura slipped the necklace into the inner pocket of her shirt. Looking around the room a last time, Sakura left to say goodbye to one person.

Sneaking out of the main house, Sakura blended into the shadows and made her way to one of the other houses. She let herself in, stealthy for a girl only just starting her ninja training. She flipped the carpet in the living room at its corner as a message, then proceeded to enter the secret passage behind a bookcase. There, she waited.

"I'm surprised that you're here so soon." A girl's voice was soft but firm as she entered.

Sakura looked up from her spot on the ground, a book on anatomy in her lap. The older girl, about four years older than Sakura, pursed her lips, looking at the book.

"You are too smart for your age." The older girl chuckled as she grabbed the anatomy book. "I don't even understand half the words in this book; let alone what they are trying to tell me." She placed the book back in its place.

"Hisu-chan…" Sakura sighed sadly.

Hisu stopped and spun to face Sakura. Her eyes softened. "So they finally did it."

Sakura nodded.

"Those bastards are finally offing you…" Hisu said grimly, her eyes narrowing in concealed anger. Her hand flew to her mouth. "Oh! Bad word! Don't repeat that!"

Sakura rolled her eyes at the brunette. "I live with my father and his cronies. I've heard worse."

Hisu frowned. "You're only seven."

"So were you when you first killed." Sakura countered.

Hisu's frown deepened but she didn't object. Instead she sighed and took her hair out of its bun, shaking her long locks out. She knelt next to Sakura.

"I guess this is goodbye." Hisu muttered.

Sakura smiled a little. "You were my only friend, Hisu-chan. Arigato."

Hisu's stoic face smiled, just a little. "Guess I'll see ya around, Sakura-hime."

Sakura's smile disappeared and she looked away. "They're erasing my memory."

"On what grounds?" Hisu nearly stood in her outrage. Such blatant disrespect of the clan's hime! It was blasphemy and an insult to the very clan those fool elders claimed to honor.

"They are claiming that they are sending me on a 'sleeper mission.' Bullshit." Sakura snorted. "Erasing my memory, dropping me off in the very village I despise above all-"

"They are leaving you in Konohagakure?" Hisu interrupted swiftly.

Sakura's stare was all the confirmation Hisu needed. "Those assholes." She shook her head. "What has this clan come to?"

"Desperation." Sakura answered, looking at the walls with avid interest. "We've become desperate…"

'Grasping at our former glory…' Sakura sighed inwardly.

Hisu was silent.

Finally she set her hand on Sakura's small shoulder. Sakura grabbed the proffered hand and let Hisu help her off the floor. Hisu petted Sakura's signature hair fondly, the memories of another pinkette Hisu had once known vague, but still alive in the child before her.

"You will surpass her, someday." Hisu smiled gently.

Sakura looked away, knowing exactly who Hisu was speaking of.

The hand on Sakura's head grabbed her chin gently and turned Sakura to face her. Hisu smiled genuinely, something that was rare for the older girl. Sakura suddenly pitied Hisu- she would never escape this terrible clan they were trapped within.

"Stay strong, Sakura-hime." Hisu whispered. "Escape this clan. Make a name for yourself, and forget this misery."

Sakura nodded. In a sudden urge that the girl hadn't felt in a long time, Sakura flung her arms around the waist of the taller girl. The kunoichi stared in wonder at the sudden show of affection from the broken princess. Slowly, Hisu's tanned hands began to rub the girl's back. Sakura's form was tensed, and Hisu studiously ignored the wetness on her shirt where Sakura's facae was buried just under her bound breasts (Sakura is short, but so is Hisu).

Hisu glanced at the book Sakura had been reading.

"Hey Sakura-chan…" she whispered. Hisu felt Sakura pull slightly away from her torso.

"After all these years I tried to get you to stop calling me 'hime'…" Sakura sniffled with a smile. "Now you use –chan."

Hisu smiled. "In your new life… Why don't you become a medic?"

Sakura glanced at the anatomy book.

"Save as many lives as I have taken." Hisu whispered regretfully. "Don't become your father."

Sakura buried her face once more in Hisu's upper stomach, the only place she reached due to Hisu's height. Hisu ran her hand lovingly over Sakura's head.

"You need to leave, Sakura-hime." Hisu whispered.

Sakura couldn't stop the tears and she finally let out a sob. It wasn't that she cared about the clan… well, she cared about her clan. She was their hime. But she hated the elders. More so, she hated, hated her father. But she felt even worse leaving her clan, the only family she had ever had, at his mercy. Especially Hisu. Because Sakura knew that to her father, Hisu was just another disposable pawn. Her father would sacrifice Hisu, or any other member of their clan, in an instant and without a second thought.

"Survive. Persevere. Live." Hisu whispered.

Sakura nodded and pulled away. Hisu wiped Sakura's face with a cloth Sakura hadn't seen her take out. Sakura's eyes widened as Hisu's hand glowed green with chakra and a cooling feeling settled on her face.

"Wha-what was that?" Sakura asked as Hisu began to usher her out of the secret room. As she glanced around Hisu's living room, Sakura saw her reflection in a mirror hangin on one of the walls. Her eyes weren't swollen at all! They should have been with the amount of tears she had gushed.

"Just a little medical chakra I know." Hisu whispered. "It's not much compared to real medical ninjas."

Sakura opened her mouth to say something but Hisu shook her head and whispered, "We mustn't converse now that we are in the open, even if we ar ein my own house. Your father's eyes see everything."

Sakura scowled darkly.

"Now go!" Hisu urged her. "You mustn't be late!"

Sakura hesitated and glanced into Hisu's lavender eyes, the ripples of the Rinnegan gleaming in the poor light.

"I will never forget you." Hisu smiled sadly.

Sakura paused for a second; a second that felt like a lifetime. "I wish I could say the same." She whispered, blinking back a sudden new wave of tears.

Hisu gave the young Sakura one last hug. "Now go!" she said softly but urgently.

Sakura nodded and stealthily made her way back to the main house.

Hisu turned and wiped her cheek.

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"You weren't suppose to leave the house." He hissed angrily as he melted out of the shadows of her bedroom.

Sakura looked away, not letting her brother see her guilt. "Are you done?" she interrupted rudely.

Sakura glanced at her reflection, knowing that in less than a day the girl she knew would be changed forever and the lavender ripples in her eyes would most likely be gone for good. 'Such a waste of power…'

Her brother shut his mouth and his eyes hardened. It broke little Sakura's heart to see that look of complete indifference on his face. But she knew that she wore the same mask. 'Aniki… I'm so sorry that our own family has pit us against one another… and that I won't have enough power to stop this until it's too late…'

"Wait." She whispered.

Her brother stopped with his hand a mere inch away from her door handle. He didn't turn to look at her.

"Look at me… aniki." She whispered. Sakura watched her brother's shoulders tense, his hands beginning to tremble. Slowly, his hand fell away from the door, and though his body language was screaming at her as to how much he was struggling with all this, his face was still blank. 'That's my aniki… always in control.'

She closed the distance between them and took his larger, more callused hands in her small, feeble ones.

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry this has come between us…" she whispered, fighting the burning in her eyes. "You know I never wanted to try and take your place as heir… I never wanted so much power…"

"Shut up." Her brother said, but his voice held no contempt. "It's not your fault."

Sakura looked at her feet. Her feet were dwarfed by the large feet of her older brother. She looked back up into his Rinnegan and saw the emotions he was fighting.

"I'm so, so sorry I couldn't protect you…" Her brother looked so wretched and heartbroken. "I tried… I tried to tell them you weren't a threat… Kami, you're only seven! Just a child… And they have the nerve to throw you to the Konoha dogs!"

Sakura wrapped her arms around her brother's waist, which came up to her shoulders. She had always thought her brother would grow to one of the tallest men in the world… At least that's how he made her feel; her aniki was tall even for his age.

"My imoto… my little sister…" he rocked her gently.

When they pulled away, Sakura saw an immense amount of guilt and regret. "Don't blame yourself… We all saw it coming…" Sakura looked away and missed her brother gulping in even more guilt.

He cleared his throat. "We should leave." He said, looking away and his face smoothing out until Sakura barely recognized the older boy. When her aniki glanced back at her, his mask of indifference was enough to make her realize that from now on, he was no longer her brother. She felt as if her heart was being stabbed over and over…

Sakura's own blank mask settled into place, and he opened the door.

It was like a funeral march. As they passed servants and clan members, Sakura was surprised to see the amount of sadness on their faces. Some had the guts to bow to her after her brother had passed them; waiting for him to pass first so that the clan heir would not see their grave insult to him and their blatant respect for the girl that was to be unofficially disowned by the clan. Sakura noticed that many people, most of them standing against the walls and in the shadows, also had the nerve to wear black as if their hime was truly dead, some of the women who had doted on Sakura as a child wearing veils as if in mourning. And in a way, she was. She would be dead to her clan.

"My Hime…" Someone whispered, and Sakura stumbled in surprise. Such bravery! She glanced at her brother to make sure he hadn't heard. As the official clan heir, her aniki was within his rights to execute whoever had acknowledged someone else as the clan heir. Or at least beat the shit out of them.

If he heard it, he had chosen to ignore it. And knowing her brother, Sakura was sure he had heard it. Letting his younger sister receive the praise she deserved, maybe? Receive the praise she had longed for all her life only to be shunned by the very man who mattered above all others?

Sakura paused outside the large double doors leading to the throne room. Her brother walked right in, letting her take her time to collect herself. Turning around, Sakura glanced down the main hall one last time.

She gasped.

Every clan member and servant went to one knee, bowing their heads for the first and last time to their only hime. Sakura blinked quickly and bowed stiffly. She was speechless.

With every fiber of her being thrumming with fear and tension, every instinct screaming at her to run, she turned and slipped between the double doors.

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"Sakura-hime." His slimy voice sent shivers down her spine.

Sakura didn't bother to hide the disdain in her eyes. The Elder, Orihaku, sneered at the haughty, arrogant girl. Like many of the elders, they gave no respect to their leader's daughter. After all, who was she, compared to her brother?

Under normal circumstances, Sakura would have pretended to be pleasant, or at least act modest.

'But since we are laying everything out in the open…' Sakura thought sarcastically, making sure to make eye contact with every Elder and showing them the clear disrespect and disdain she felt for them all.

"Elder-sama." Sakura's voice was honey-sweet but her eyes were displaying clearly what she truly felt.

"Arrogant child."

"Just like her mother."

"Such a disgrace."

"If only she had been a boy…"

Sakura felt ready to snap, and almost did when she felt an immense and dangerous power enter the room. Instinct screamed at her to run and hide. Her father was here. Sakura glared at the floor as she knelt before him.

She hated the way he made her feel. Her pride loathed how easily he made her want to cower in fear, how easily he could not only break her, but also put her back together so her could proceed to break her again at a later date.

'No matter how much you torture me, Chichi-sama, you cannot change me into what you want me to be.'

"Musume."

'Well at least he will acknowledge me as his daughter.' She thought bitterly.

"Yes, Chichi-sama?" she replied calmly, her façade firmly in place.

"Are you ready?"

'Yeah right. Am I ready? Heck no! But do I have a choice? I would if you would bother to STAND UP FOR ME!' Sakura frowned at the ground.

"I follow your orders." Was all she acknowledged.

He picked up on it right away. "Why do seem reluctant, musume?" his voice held that dangerous edge that usually ended with her bleeding on the floor.

'Might as well make my exit memorable. Shove it in those Elders' faces. Live it up on the wild side.' Oh she was thinking suicidal now…

"Do I seem reluctant, Chichi-sama?"

Suddenly she was yanked up by her hair. Clenching her teeth, Sakura gazed fearlessly into the Rinnegan of her father. Ow…

"Do you dare mock me, child?" he asked in a dangerously low voice.

"No father." She answered, cursing her cowardice.

Sakura was dropped back onto the ground.

"Let us proceed." Her father spared her no glance as he turned.

Sakura glared fearlessly at his back, and none of the Elders missed it. Many smirked at her. Some smirked because they would sadistically enjoy what she was about to go through. Others smirked, thinking that she would have grown into a great Rinnegan user. Ah, wasted power…

"Come here, boy."

Sakura's head snapped up and her eyes widened in horror. The hell? Oh her father was a cruel man. Her aniki stepped out of the shadows and approached her and their father with a blank expression.

"YOU BASTARDS!" Sakura shrieked and found herself being restrained by two of the masked guards and one of the younger, and sadistic, Elders, Loren. Obviously those that had plotted against her were going to enjoy this very much.

Sakura's eyes flashed to her father, no longer hiding the hatred and resentment.

"YOU UNCARING, UNGRATEFUL MAN!" she screamed, and didn't even see his blow coming.

"Be quiet, girl." He said with anger in his eyes. Her father glanced at the guards and the Elder. "Let her go. She should learn her lesson before she leaves."

"You sound almost heartbroken that I'm leaving." She mocked form the floor. "Not."

"Ungrateful brat." He sounded like he was commenting on the weather as he pulled her up by her face and smacked her hard across the cheek.

Her father threw her back onto the floor. "Respect your elders."

"LIKE I COULD RESPECT THESE SCHEMING MORONS!" Sakura screamed. "You think I don't realize they're behind all this? I'm not just any seven-year-old! I'm my mother's daughter! They hated me the moment I began to resemble her!"

"You give yourself too much credit." Her father said calmly. "This is a simple long-term mission. I'm just tired of your attitude-"

"Ohoho my attitude?" Sakura's voce got shriller. "You're one dumb fucker!"

There was enraged silence.

Sakura's head suddenly slammed with so much force into the ground that she knew immediately it was a concussion and saw pretty spots flutter across her vision…

"!" She struggled to breathe as her father's hand closed tighter and tighter around her throat. Oh the bruises she would have.

He hulled her up and threw her into a wall. His large frame toward over her, a giant compared to the girl. Sakura didn't know how many times he slammed her head into the wall, only that she had lost count.

It was the worst beating she'd ever gotten. But unfortunately for Sakura, she had enough of his beatings that she never retained any self-preservation.

"Always… disappointed…" she gasped as blood filled her vision. She was looking at her body, but couldn't tell where. Probably in several places. Her father could never control his anger. "I… wasn't a… boy."

Sakura spat out the copper liquid in her mouth, somehow sickly amused at the red liquid. Her head snapped to the side as she was blinded by his kick. Again his hand closed around her neck –'Here we go again'- and she was thrown into the middle of the room once more.

This time when the guards held her arms, they twisted her arms behind her back and that sadistic Elder Loren placed his foot firmly at her back and leaned down hard enough that she felt her shoulders protesting in their sockets, knowing they would break if he leaned hard enough.

"Erase her memories. The clan is better off without her." One of the Elders said, and Sakura could feel their slimy grins without looking. Through her messed hair she looked up to stare defiantly at her father and brother.

"Oh please!" she laughed bitterly. "This isn't about the clan! Everyone in this clan knows you're all corrupted idiots! They all know that I would have become the more powerful one!"

Sakura turned to look at all of them, her swollen neck muscles screaming. "You're just blinded by your traditions! A male heir!" she yelled as her father began to look majorly pissed, more than the little tirade he had before. "You senile fools! I never wanted to be clan heir! But you're all so blinded by your fear that you won't be able to control me! Just like my mother!"

Her father growled a curse at her and smacked her a couple more times.

"Shut up brat!"

Sakura looked into her father's eyes. "You're not my father!" she hissed. "All I ever wanted was to make this clan happy! But it was never enough!"

As tears of frustration began to pour down her cheeks, Sakura became even more pissed. "My whole childhood was spent trying to make all of you proud! I was more devoted to this clan than you selfish bastards will ever be!" Sakura glared at her father, his face annoyed.

She spat in it. "I want nothing more to do with all of you!" she yelled, the muscles of her back burning from her constrained position. Sakura knew she was a mess: bruised, bloody, strands of pink dyed red hanging limply around her face, her eyes wild and mad with pure hatred and disdain. She'd certainly leave an impression.

She glanced at her brother and saw something flash in his eyes.

"I loved you." She whispered without stopping her struggle against the men holding her down, not that her tiny body would stand against them. "My brother…"

"It is better this way, Sakura-imoto." His voice was like a recorder, monotonous and insensitive. Empty words.

It set her off. "Better? Better?" she barked madly. "Don't pity me aniki. It is I who pities you. I am escaping this hellhole, albeit not in a way I would like. You, however, are stuck with these backstabbers! I suggest you watch yours!"

Sakura couldn't control the widening of her eyes as her brother activated his Rinnegan and she felt her Kekkei-Genkai being sealed.

"You little bastard!" she shrieked.

'NOT MY RINNEGAN YOU BITCH!' her thoughts shrieked.

Somewhere to the side she heard one of the Elders begin the rights of sealing: "We hereby strip you of your powers, for the protection of our clan, and the preservation of-"

"SHOVE IT UP YOU ASS GEEZER!" Sakura snarled.

Loren pressed his foot harder into her back, and she felt her shoulder bones beginning to fracture.

"Look here, Imoto."

Sakura glanced at her brother in blind rage.

"DON'T call me your sister!" she screeched. "You and your entire family have betrayed me! I am no longer one of you!"

"Erase her memories already." Sakura heard her father's voice trembling with rage.

"Hai, Chichi-sama."

As Sakura gazed fearlessly into the depths of her brother's eyes, she felt one tear of sadness leave her, and her body went limp in defeat.

"Brother… Pein-chan…" she murmured as she fell to the floor, the memories of her seven years of life fading by the second.

(((o)))/ _\(((o))) It's in her eyes

Pein gazed at the pinkette on the cold stone floor, bruised and battered. His sister… she would have been one well of a kunoichi…

'I swear to you,' he thought behind deceptively bored eyes. 'Even though we'll never meet again, even though you will hate me forever… I will change this clan in your memory.'

Pein glanced up and saw a shadow that seemed to have gone unnoticed by the Elders in all the drama.

'Hisu-san…' Sakura's only friend, and a feared kunoichi of the clan, even at her young age of eleven.

The girl looked up at Pein with such hatred that it unnerved Pein to see the very same look directed at him that his own sister had given him just mere moments before. Hisu turned and disappeared from the room. Pein had the feeling that the Elder council would be a few Elders short in the next week or so.

Starting with Elder Loren…

'And I will be starting with you, dear father…' Pein thought bitterly as he regarded the arrogant man who was ordering the guards to bind his sister and take her as fast as possible to Konoha. The very place that his sister despised above all others.

Pein left the room.

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Read this too- it's what I'm planning if there is a next chapter:

Sakura arrives in Konoha and begins her new life. She meets the ever animated Naruto, the emo Sasuke, and Kakashi-sensei. She makes friends with everyone in the Konoha 11 (Sasuke still leaves to that pedophile) and essentially becomes the Sakura we all know and love from the anime. No one seems to suspect her past, not even her. Until the Akatsuki threat looms. And as the seal on her powers and memories begin fading, Sakura begins to realize that there's more to herself than she ever suspected.