Hi! this is my first time posting on this website ! I've had this idea on my head for a while, especially since the Naruto Gaiden 1 came out. So i decided to vent out my feelings into a two-shot(dunno, may even become a three chapter thing).
Disclaimer:i do not own Naruto. Kishimoto sensei does.
And english isnt my first language,so bear my mistakes. Reviews are appreciated.
Sarada's hands trembled, her lips quivered as she increased her grip on her kunai. "Make your move, Sarada", said a low, deep drawl, which Sarada assumed to be her father's, "I'm just on the other side of him. Kill him, and you can see me."
Sarada blinked furiously,trying to shake off the tears pooling in her eyes, hardening her resolve. "You cant do this to me Otou-san", said Sarada, shaking her head to ward off the temptation in that offer. She had left her mother in the care of Shizune-sama and was now in Naruto-oji san's house to sleep for the night.
Sarada wanted wanted really wanted them. She just wanted her Otou-san to come home and give her the solution to every question. But committing murder for them was a big no-no. Though her dream self did not seem to understand it. Sarada wanted to speak, to shout, to do something to make her hands stop. Her hands moved on their own accord, and her legs advanced towards her victim, her prey- Nara Shikadai.
Uchiha Sarada had always been befuddled by the Nara clan- especially its current head. Their laziness, unaffected and uninterested façade, the way they made up for the lack of chakra reserves with their inherent, out-of-the-world minds,their connection with the forests- everything.
And Nara Shikadai had been no exception. She had watched him snooze in class, during training,during tests, and even in the main examinations. But she never underestimated him like the others in her class did. She knew he was the perfect incognito scorer in class. Though she was exceptionally perceptive- more so than an average Uchiha of her age, as Tsunade-sama had said, she knew that when it came down to her and Shikadai, she would be no match at all.
But that had never made Sarada jealous. In fact it had driven her more, her determination groveling and expanding the boundaries of her mind. She had been exceptional,with the perception of a Jounin,despite not even being made Chunin yet.
And all of it was because of Shikadai, who was now in front of her, crying out in pain, as invisible ropes yanked his head back, exposing his neck to Sarada for a clean kill.
Sarada watched, tears running down her cheeks, as her dream self cried in envy, and brought her kunai down, going for the kill.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Sarada woke up,drenched in sweat. Was it real, or just a dream? She took in her surroundings and realized she was still in Naruto oji-san's house. But, she was restless and queasy. Her mind wouldn't stay focused. Her heart was still racing, and her head throbbed. Without even bothering to change out of her night attire, she opened the window,jumped onto the roof,and headed towards the Nara forests, still panting hard.
