Rayne Says: Yo! This story idea's been bugging me forever! Chapter One isn't very interesting, in my opinion, it's just a recap of the Sakura and Chiyo vs Sasori battle... with a twist! The ending is where the story really begins!
Disclaimer- I don't own Naruto, because if I did it would be filled with more angsty boys.
Reborn
I had trained for the past three years for this; this fight, this battle. Well… maybe not specifically, but against what the person in front of me stands for.
The cloak that adorns his shoulders is a symbol for something I despise with all my heart. The red clouds standing out against a black background made me see red for close to a minute, before I withdraw myself emotionally from the battle. It is dangerous to let my feelings control the fight, because I know it would most likely end in my death.
The man himself can be called handsome, his red hair and brown eyes are attractive features, but the bloodlust radiating from his being can chill any admirer's feelings. I feel no such feelings towards this man, because I have hated him before I even laid eyes on him. And for one reason:
He was a threat to one of my special people…
His name is Sasori of the Red Sands, and he is a criminal. And it is a part of my mission to kill him.
Of course I would have killed him anyway, because he was threatening Naruto. Naruto. Whose only crime was being born at the wrong moment and having the Kyuubi spirit sealed inside of him. I now understood that Naruto wasn't the villain everyone in the village seems to think he is, he's a hero. A bloody fantastic hero who wants nothing more than recognition from the village that has shunned him since birth.
When I had realized this, I felt bad for how I had treated him when we were younger. I could have been nicer to him and accepted one of his (many!) invitations to go to ramen. And Naruto was always nice to me, no matter how cold I could be to him, which made it all the worse. It makes me want to break every single bone in this man's God forsaken body for wanting to hurt Naruto. And I will.
The battle rages on for quite a time and my chakras running low. After using my second antidote, I knew I had only a limited amount of time to finish this battle. If I didn't- no! I will win this battle! I have to prove to everyone that I am strong enough! I'm not that weak genin girl anymore. I'm Sakura Haruno, the Hokage's apprentice, medic-nin, and kunoichi of Konohagakure!
I hand the third, and final, antidote to Chiyo and heal both of our minor wounds. I vaguely notice Sasori analyzing me as a look of realization strikes his features. His eyes narrow dangerously as his frown deepens.
"It's been a while since I last used myself," he says darkly, his cloak falling to the earth. I can't help it, I gasp. Chiyo only gazes at his body as an affirmation of her theory. But we don't have much time to create a new plan as Sasori launches an attack.
I count down the time I have left from my antidote and curse. One minute left. I don't see the incoming projectile until it's a meter away from my flesh. Dodging slightly, the blade only grazes my side. I grit my teeth as the poison starts to work its way through my bloodstream. Sasori, thinking I am down for a bit, launches himself towards Chiyo.
With quick-thinking and fast reflexes, I grasp the metal rope and pull, using some of my super strength. I pull faster and faster, praying that I will be able to save Chiyo in time. Less than a couple meters away from Chiyo, Sasori stops. Pulling him back with more of my strength, I punch him right in his stomach. His puppet body flies apart and I smile toward Chiyo, thinking that it's finally over. Sasori's finally dead.
Suddenly a rattling noise comes from behind me and I turn around in shock. Sasori's body parts are rising and connecting back to each other. The head comes on last and spins around staring blankly at me.
Chiyo reaches into her pocket and pulls out a dusty scroll. Opening the scroll and lacing it with chakra, figures start shaping themselves. Ten puppets stand around Chiyo in white robes, looking menacing. Sasori, smirking, opens a pocket in his chest and chakra strings release themselves. One hundred puppets hover in the air, seeming to color the sky black.
I run back to Chiyo and await the onslaught of puppets. Chiyo briefly suggests for me to sit back, but she knows my answer. I am Tsunade's student after all. Chiyo sends her puppets in front of us into the fray. But it seems like Chiyo's puppets are stronger, despite Sasori's numbers. I hit puppet after puppet, the moves becoming one movement in my effort to destroy the army. One of Chiyo's puppets hands me a sphere and I grasp the orb after hearing my orders. I run head-on toward Sasori and leap over a group of katana aimed for my middle. I hurl the orb at Sasori. He seems uninterested in the object until it grows in size and holds him to the wall.
According to Chiyo, it's a seal that completely traps chakra, so Sasori isn't dangerous at the moment. It's only then that I remember that Chiyo has been poisoned, I urge her to use the antidote, but something moves behind her. Sasori? How the hell did he get there? Grasping a katana tightly in his hands he rushes toward Chiyo. I run blindly toward them, instinct taking over thought.
I don't even notice the katana in my abdomen for several moments. Until the pain comes…
I barely hear Chiyo calling my name and seeing Sasori's shocked eyes. I grasp the blade of the katana in my gloved hands, making sure that Sasori can't escape. My breathing becomes erratic, my lungs struggling for air. I start to gather chakra toward my wound, trying to staunch the bleeding and heal myself. I feel more of Sasori's poison enter my body and bite my lip in frustration. I feel a sharp poke in my thigh and stare down at the vial lodged into my skin. The antidote?
Chiyo falls down to the ground in seemingly slow motion. Why? Why would she do that for me? Sasori pushes the katana deeper into my stomach, making me gasp. I don't release my hold on the sword even then. I won't let go.
Chiyo roughly starts to pull herself off of the ground. Sasori disconnects his arm at the elbow, revealing another blade. He rushed toward Chiyo's struggling body, but his own puppets stop him. Mother and Father both have blades piercing his heart engraved with the kanji "Scorpion". Sasori cannot move anymore as blood trails down from the corner of his lips.
I gasp as my body falls to the ground against my will. My breathing erratic, the pain immense, and my eyes begin closing against my will. I feel someone's hands against my wound and I immediately realize what Chiyo's doing.
"No," I croak.
"But Sakura, if I don't do this- you'll die!" Chiyo pleads.
"The mission comes before the shinobi," I recite. "Kazekage-sama, needs you more than I do. Save him, not me. That… is my final wish."
"Sakura-"
"Tell everyone I'm sorry."
"Sakura!"
"Go!" I yell, coughing up blood in the process. "I'll reject your chakra by choice if you don't. I don't mind dying."
"As you wish, Sakura. I will tell your tale to everyone so that it may last through the centuries."
"Ari…gato," I cough.
"Wait, I have some information for you," Sasori speaks up. "In ten days go to the Tenchi Bridge in the Hidden Grass Village at noon. I was supposed to rendevous with my spy there. He's with Orochimaru."
"Hai," Chiyo says, before giving me one last parting glance. She walks out of the cave silently, but quickly.
"Heh, guess it's just you… and me, Pinky," Sasori chokes.
"Go… to Hell," I curse.
"I don't plan to," he says, closing his eyes.
I hack out a puddle of blood as I quit pondering his words and focus on my situation. I'm definitely dying… and there's nothing I can do. What did I become a medic for? I'm supposed to save lives, what use am I if I can't even save my own?
What use am I?
Was I ever useful?
Constantly in the background, safely behind my comrades…
Even when I think I've gotten stronger, I'm still weak…
Weak…
Useless…
Unneeded…
I lived my life for the well being of others,
Constantly trying to help and give everything I had to offer,
But in the end I was left with nothing,
As I lie dying on the battlefield,
An honorable death for any shinobi,
I realize,
I have lived my life for others,
And not for myself,
And then I realize,
I do not want to die,
Because I have not lived…
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