Chapter 1


Year 5


Toddling through the main streets of Konoha with as much dignified grace a five year old can have, she quietly made her way, dodging and skirting the sea of legs. Munching on a golden-brown fish filled with red bean paste.

Following the tot were the whispers and gossips of mid-aged wives.

"Isn't that the Haruno clan heir? The little girl with pink hair."

"Do you mean Sakura-hime? Yes, I think that's her. What in the world is she doing here by herself?"

"You don't think those guards that follow her around constantly lost her?"

"How can fully minted shinobi loose a five year old child?"

"Well, I heard that she's becoming quite the prodigy with chakra control."

"Of course that's expected. Haruno's are distinctly known for their advanced chakra control."

"But I also heard that she can already activate her Ryoshingan."

"Ryoshingan? I do believe I heard of that somewhere before."

"Oh, you don't know? Ryoshingan is basically what the Haruno's call their kekkei genkai. My son's teammate was a Haruno. Had pink hair too. I hear that those who bear pink hair also bears their kekkei genkai. It's known to be pretty rare."

"Eh? What does Ryoshingan do?"

"Well, the rumors were that the Haruno's are actually schizophrenic; or either MPD."

"MPD?"

"Multiple personality disorder."

"Ehh?"

"I know! Rumor has it that they can hear voices in their heads! Apparently the voices that they hear help them in some way. I don't really know. You know how clans are with their secrecy. All my son told me was that once his teammate activated Ryoshingan, it was like he was an entirely different person. Also said that their clan head can actually hear two voices in his head."

"Hmm... Isn't that pretty scary? Hearing voices that you can't see? How come I never heard of this?"

"Well the Haruno clan is the smallest clan in Konoha. They can't spread much secrets if there's so little of them. Apparently it's because some Haruno's can't control their Ryoshingan; standing on the thin line of insanity they say."

The air turned somber.

Both wives turned to watch the pink-haired child staring with wide, sparkling, jade eyes at the tank filled with koi fish. Tensing, as if something amiss, the sparkle in the young child's eyes disappeared. The dignified five year old mustered up all the elegance and aloofness she can and waited. A puff of smoke and there stood two shinobi, both with a pink shade of hair. Each grabbed each of the hime's arms and poofed away.


"Mah…Sakura-hime, you're going to get us in trouble with your parents."

Standing in front of the little five year old were two identical twins. Both have the seemingly Haruno pink hair, both appearing to hide said hair by wearing bandana-styled forehead protectors.

"Sorry Takashi-kun, Masaaki-kun; I just really wanted to see the fishes again, but you were too busy talking with your sensei. I got bored." The five year old heiress said this with the silvery voice that was ingrained into her since she had learned how to talk.

Both Masaaki and Takashi, personal handlers and guards of the pink haired tot, looked at each other and smiled wryly.

"It's alright Sake-hime. Our sensei was just congratulating us on finally making chuunin. You know what this means, right Sake-hime? We can spend more time with you! Isn't that great?" Masaaki beamed, admittedly the more good-humored twin.

Both twin's smiles could only widen as the saw the familiar sparkle in their hime's eye.

"Does this mean you guys can help me train?" Sakura asked in an elated tone.

"Of course Sakura-hime," Takashi replied. "We can even help you develop your Ryoshingan better."

Sakura's smile widened.


Year 7


"Sweetie, can you tell me that one more time?" Kizashi Haruno, clan head of the Haruno's, asked. Bent down on one knee, looking at his seven year old daughter in the eyes, his big hands hold her tiny shoulders, he could feel only one thing; dread. Mebuki, his wife, stood by his side, frozen in shock and apprehension, staring down at her baby girl.

Meekly, afraid to look at her father in the eyes, Sakura replied in a quiet voice, "I can hear… more… than one…voice…in my head." Sakura can only flinch in pain when her father unknowingly tightened his hold on his daughter.

Kizashi, realizing what he had done, immediately pulled his daughter in a hug, apologizing profusely. "I'm sorry sweetheart, I didn't mean to hurt you. Daddy's just surprised. Daddy didn't mean to hurt you. Please forgive me."

Not knowing what to do, Sakura can only pat the top of her daddy's head, imitating what her mother does when she, herself, is upset. "It's okay daddy, it was just an accident."

Joining the group hug, Mebuki's thoughts were erratic, "More than one kamigami? The only time that had happen was with Kizashi, and it took his entire childhood in isolation just to control it!"

As if finally understanding the severe circumstances, Mebuki's eyes widened. Staring at her daughter, tears filling her eyes, she squeezed harder, crushing the seven year old inside.

"How many voices can you hear, honey?" Kizashi asked in a soothing, yet cautious, tone; as if talking to an injured animal.

"I can hear three voices, daddy. I've been hearing them since as long as l can remember."

Kizashi gazed into his daughter's eyes, reminding him so much of his wife's own. "THREE voices? There are THREE kamigami's in her head? Izanagi-sama! Izanami-sama! What is the meaning of this?"

"Peace, host." A commanding voice bellowed inside Kizashi's head. "Your offspring will not be harmed. I can sense the three spirits that dwell within your daughter. They hold no such malice that you are afraid will harm her. She had seemed to have a strong hold and connection over her dwellers. More so than you when you were her age, as I can observe."

Adding to that statement was a serene voice that held as much authority as the other being. "She, herself, will part-take in many hardships, I'm afraid to say. She will be part of a bigger destiny, one that will shake this land that you call home. She and those she chose to follow and even those that follow in her path will change this realm."

Kizashi, now, more relaxed and at peace asked, "I always knew she was made for great things." His eyes softened, looking at pink haired girl staring at his with wide jade eyes.

In fascination, he can only stare as her eyes would change. Startled, he realized it was the sign of the activation of Ryoshingan, their kekkei genkai. There, with a faint flicker, was a white circle, similar to the Haruno insignia that rested on his back, surrounding his daughter's pupil. It went quickly as it came.

"This means that even if my daughter had great control," Kizashi pondered proudly, "the kamigami's are still itching and fighting to take over." Casting a quick glance and a nod to his wife's direction, he made a decision.

"Sakura-chan, I'm going to start training you on your kekkei genkai."

Sakura could only widen her eyes more. "Eh? But I thought you said that you'll only start teaching me once I finish my training with Masaaki-kun and Takashi-kun?"

"Well it looks like you're already far ahead Sweetie, I'll start your training sooner, Masaaki and Takashi had already told me all of your progress."

Kizashi picked up his daughter, signaled Mebuki to find Sakura's twin handlers, and headed toward the inner parts of the clan compound.

Still carrying his own daughter, letting her fiddle with his cherry blossom necklace, he asked, "What are the names of your three voices, Honey?"

"Amaterasu-hime, Tsukuyomi-sama, and Susanoo-sama. They fight a lot. Gives me a headache sometimes."

Kizashi faltered in his steps, arms slackening before tightening quickly before he could drop little Sakura.

Izanagi swelled inside him. "My children? All in one host? Yes…she will bring peace to our land and death to those who defy us. She is blessed by the gods."

Kizashi quickened his pace. "Sakura, you know about our kekkei genkai, right?" A nod, yes. "Do you know anything about it?" A nod, yes. This affirmative slightly shocked Kizashi. Seeing how Ryoshingan is extremely rare in their already small clan, it was surprising for someone as young as Sakura to know anything about it, seeing how barely few know the truth about it. He suspects the acts of Sakura's twin handlers.

"Well, as you may or may not already know, we can hear voices in our heads." Sakura nodded. "Do you know why?" On this, she shook her head, no. "It's because we are blessed by the gods… We are the hosts of the gods and goddesses who wish to prowl this world. They possess our minds seeing through our eyes. We are merely their bodies, as they tread with life on earth through us. And, seeing how we are their 'bodies,' they give us their strength, for protection and survival…"

"Not many know about this, seeing how many would grow to fear and hate us because we have the strength of a kamigami. The Haruno's always had a very strong connection with nature and the gods. This is the reason why those Haruno's that do not choose the line of combat will work at the shrines as priests or priestesses."

Arriving at the very middle of the Haruno compound, Kizashi lowered a sparkly eyed Sakura to the ground. There, in the middle, was a beautiful garden, filled with plants and floras. But what caught Sakura's eye was not the pretty flowers or the tall trees; it was the well sized pond, filled with water-life of all kinds.

"Do you know why I brought you here?" Kizashi asked the still mystified girl. Sakura can only shake her head mechanically. "Hosting a kami is not easy, Honey. Many Harunos born with Ryoshingan would chance insanity as they grow up. They will have trouble containing and controlling the kami destined within them. If fully taken over by a kami, the balance will be ruined, creating a chaotic confusion with the material and spiritual realms. This process is called Shogai; roughly meaning 'disorder.' Sadly, once we start seeing the signs of Shogai, we would have to… kill off the host, indirectly killing its dweller, in sake of continued peace."

It pained Kizashi greatly talking morbidly to his daughter, wanting to keep her jade eyes innocent for a longer period of time.

Slowly, Sakura nodded, her jade eyes holding onto her father's, unwavering.

"When I was around your age, I had finally started hearing the voices of my gods. But, the problem was that instead of there being one dweller, I possessed two."

"Just like how I have three!" piped in Sakura, smiling widely, happy she was like her super cool daddy.

"Yes, honey," Kizashi beamed back. "Just like how you have three. But, unlike you, I didn't have such good control, seeing how one's hard enough to control, having two was a nightmare. I had to be isolated from everyone as a child. The elders were afraid that I would accidentally lash out my Ryoshingan, accidentally revealing our secret. They also had to keep constant watch on me seeing how those who dwell in me are very powerful. Seeing how much control you have over your three gods, you wouldn't need to be, nor will I ever forsaken you to be, isolated."

"Mm… who dwells in you, Daddy?"

Smiling at her enthusiasm, he answered, "Izanagi-sama and his spouse, Izanami-sama. Izanagi-sama is known to be the forefather of the gods. Created the land we stood on, along with Izanami-sama. He is also the god of creation and life while Izanami-sama is the goddess of creation and death. Izanagi-sama is also the creator of your three dwellers. Your Amaterasu, Tsukuyomi, and Susanoo are his children, same as you being mine."

"Really?! Amaterasu-hime is really impressed, Daddy! She told me that you must be really strong if your hold the power of life and death! What does she mean about that, Daddy?"

Kizashi walked over to sit by the pond, overlooking the water-life as his daughter followed suit.

"Just because gods dwell in us does not mean that we have their strength. The gods are only as strong as their hosts. When activating Ryoshingan, the only thing that is does is give the hosts the dweller's qualities. This first stage in Ryoshingan is called Noriutsuru."

Sakura's eyes lit up, her knowledge seeking eyes giving her father her full attention. "What qualities are you talking about, Daddy?"

"We take on their strengths and their natures. Izanagi-sama, being the god of life, provides me an abnormal healing rate." Kizashi, giving an example, took out a kunai and quickly slashed his palm, blood rapidly leaking out. Before Sakura could panic, Kizashi's eyes flickered, a white ring glowing around his pupil, quickly vanishing. Sakura watched in fascination as the wound slowly healed, closing.

"Ehh, Daddy that's so cool! What can Izanami-sama do?"

Before Kizashi could answer, he stiffened. The air surrounding him quickly picked up. Kizashi's once blue eyes, vanishing; his eyes now glowing an eerie white.

He spoke with his own voice, another higher-pitched tone, whimsical yet eerie, over-layered it. "Child, I speak to you through my host. It is I, Izanami, goddess of creation and death. Do not be frightened for I am only showing you the second stage of Ryoshingan. This, my dear, is called Hikitsugu. It roughly means to 'take over.' I have control over your father's body, but he can still dismiss me at any time. He is letting me, albeit grudgingly, speak to you. He is not very happy at the moment,"the now apparent goddess said with amusement. "It is a rare find for a Haruno to achieve Hikitsugu, for it dangers closely with Shogai. Only those skilled can attain such ability, and I believe you will be one of the few." Sakura can only stare in awe.

The winds died down and Kizashi's eyes stopped its glow, appearing were his blue irritated eyes.

"I'm sorry if I scared you darling. I should've warned you but Izanami-sama is very impatient and just couldn't wait before I could tell you what was going to happen."

Kizashi's eyes flickered over to Mebuki who had just appeared, followed by Sakura's twin handlers.

Masaaki and Takashi Haruno were well know thorough the clan and Konoha. Both only just fifteen years of age and both already jounin, they had made quite a name for themselves, both for their skills and the ruckus that the cause throughout the village.

They also host two very well-known gods. Masaaki possesses Raiden, the god of thunder and lightning, while Takashi possesses Fujin, the god of wind. Both are one of the few Harunos that achieved the second stage, Hikitsugu.

"I, along with your handlers, will train you on your developing Ryoshingan."

Kizashi, swiftly standing up, pulling along Sakura with him, met with the three halfway.

A quick peck on the lips with Kizashi, a bop on the nose with Sakura, and Mebuki was gone; leaving the four alone to their training.

"Now first thing's first. A Haruno must know how to stay calm in all kinds of situations. A distressed Haruno is an exposed Haruno. It will be easier for your dweller to drive you to Shogai if distraught," Kizashi warned. He turned to address the two twins, both smiling broadly. "Each Haruno has a different…how you say, hobby, to help them relax. I know that the twins' form of relaxation is going to the onsens to wreak havoc," Kizashi grunted, turning a disapproving eye at the twins whose smiles only widened. "For me, it's listening to your kaa-san play the koto. What relaxes you Sakura-chan?"

Sakura could only stare wide-eyed at her father, confused. "Uhm… I like fishes?"


Year 12


"Team 7 will contain Sakura Haruno, Naruto Uzumaki, and Sasuke Uchiha."

Sakura could only smile in amusement at the amount of complaints coming from all corners of the room. She looked at the two sitting beside her and smiled wider at the faith-struck coincidence.

Looking back, Sakura wondered whether or not the Uzumaki knew they were destined to be teammates, forcing all three of them to sit adjacent with each other. From the sounds of his complaints, probably not.


Naruto could only grin in glee as he fiddled with his new forehead protector. His thoughts wandered to the events that occurred the day before but quickly shoved it the back of his head.

His eyes flickered over to the door sliding open, stepping through was Sakura Haruno, followed closely was a chattering Ino.

Pushing his luck, Naruto called the pink haired girl over.

Naruto had had a huge crush on the pinkette since he was first caught sight of her. With her sparkly eyed smiles and her cute long low-pigtails, how could you not. Sakura was known for her easy go-with-the-flow attitude along with her Haruno patented mood swings. She was the top-kunoichi in the class with her erratic fighting styles. Seeing how she was a Haruno, it was well-known that whenever they fight, their personalities would change dramatically, along with their original fighting styles.

But, Naruto knows that Sakura is really an easy-going girl. She would usually start a conversation with him if she catches him staring. He would usually see her sitting on the red bridge near the training grounds, peacefully fishing with an old fishing pole.

"Sakura-chan! Come sit over here!"

While Ino shot Naruto an irritated look for interrupting her, Sakura's lips could only twitch upwards in amusement.

With no hesitation, she parted from Ino and headed towards the seat between the blond Uzumaki and raven Uchiha.


"Ehh? Iruka-sensei! Why does…"

Sakura calmly tuned out the commotion, once again listening to her three dwellers quarrel amongst each other.

"Break the Uchiha," Tsukuyomi, god of the moon, commanded. "He will be a useful follower, but he holds a resentment, a deep hatred. Break the Uchiha of his past and claim his as your own; he will be valuable."

"Such theatrics, Tsukuyomi. I say sink your claws into the blond. He holds great potential. He is broken, yet he moves on from that. He is adaptable. A respectable trait," Amaterasu, goddess of the sun, insisted.

Susanoo, god of the seas and storm, could only roar in laughter. "Ah, yes. Both of you chose those who define you own selves. Such narcissistic opinions. Why not just lay claim on both, little host? Both are your teammates. You have the right to turn them into your loyal cohorts."

Sakura could only smile at their group dynamics. Tsukuyomi was aloof, cold-hearted with no merciful bone in his body, but he had such theatrical methods it made up for his morbid ways. Amaterasu, being the complete opposite, was emotional, compassionate, yet she spits at the wretched. Susanoo was feral, quick with sardonic jeers, untamable, but he was the most amusing of the triad.

Each were different, but the three hold very similar views. They are gods. Others are inferior. They prey on the weak.

"You will be introduced to your sensei this afternoon. Until then, take a break."

With that dismissal, the newly minted genin scattered.

"Hey! Sakura-chan! Do you wanna… hey where'd she go?!"

Naruto, who just about to ask Sakura to go on a date, I mean, eat lunch with him as teammates, was surprised that said girl was not there.

"She probably went to the red bridge," Naruto looked up to find Sasuke staring at the seat Sakura occupied just moments ago, hands stuffed in his pockets. "She always there, fishing."

Shocked that Sasuke was actually talking to him, and kind of a bit ticked off that he knew what Sakura does during her past-time, Naruto hollered.

"Ehh? Teme, how would you know? You're not creeping up on Sakura-chan, are you?!"

Sasuke could only scoffed at his choice of words. "Stop hanging on to people who don't want your company… Dead-last." Sasuke threw Naruto an arrogant sneer and exited via window.

"Oi, come back here Teme! Why don't you say that to my face! And for the record! You kissed me!"


Sitting in front of him were the three brats that would either pass or fail. This batch would certainly be one of the most… special.

Sasuke Uchiha. Uchiha clan, known for its massacre; leaving behind two known survivors born with the Sharingan. Top graduate. Well-rounded, excels in taijutsu, skill set depends on his speed. Doesn't play well with others, arrogant, and broody. Hair is dark cobalt, styled as if defying gravity, and resembles a duck's derriere. Choice of clothing; navy blue high-collar t-shirt, uchiwa on the back, white cargo short, white arm warmers with blue trim, and standard kunai pouch and ninja sandals.

Sakura Haruno. Haruno clan, known for their always-there smiles and their rumored insanity. Top Kunoichi. Erratic taijutsu styles; constantly shifting from cold-hearted dramatics, to stomp-you-to-the-ground harsh, to wild-dog feral, qualities from her kekkei genkai. Go-with-the-flow attitude, serene, and is known to have a god-complex once Ryoshingan is in play. Has long pastel pink hair, styled in low pigtails, and with her fringe framing her face. Choice of clothing; plain red tank top, white short shorts, black haori with red trim, Haruno circle on the back, and standard kunai pouch and ninja sandals.

Naruto Uzumaki. Orphan. Known for all the trouble that he gets into; the older generation knowing what he contains. Dead-last. Amateur taijutsu, overflowing chakra, terrible chakra control. Troublemaker, loud, obnoxious, yet ambitious. Seeks recognition. Hair is the color of the sun, styled as a natural bed head, untamed. Choice of clothing; a bright orange jacket with blue patches here and there, Uzumaki swirl in the back, matching bright orange pants, and standard kunai pouch and ninja sandals.

Imitating a kindergartener teacher, Kakashi Hatake clapped his hands, gaining all three of their attention. "Introductions! Might as well… What are your likes, dislikes, dreams in the future, hobbies, yadda, yadda. You get the gist of things," Kakashi drawled, having no such enthusiasm.

"How about yourself, ninja-san?" Sakura commented. "We don't even know your name."

"Suspicious character, Saki-chan," Amaterasu alleged. "Masked face for the inscrutability."

"Covered-eye for the confidentiality," Tsukuyomi furthered.

"Hidden porn for the debauchery," Susanoo ended, bursting out in barking laughter.

Kakashi turned a lazy eye over to the pinkette. "Me…? Well my name is Kakashi Hatake. My likes? …It varies. My dislikes? It grows. Dreams? Hmm… Hobbies… plentiful."

"The hell? All we learned was your name!" Naruto ranted, waving his fists in the air.

"Ah, yes, thank you for volunteering. You're up first loudmouth," Kakashi cheered, his eyes crinkling into a smile.

"Tch. Naruto Uzumaki's my name. "I like cup ramen, especially when Iruka-sensei buys them for my. I dislike the 3 minute wait for top ramen to cook. My dream is to surpass the Hokage!" the change in his tone peaked the other's interests. "And have the people of this village acknowledge my existence!" Naruto fiddled with his forehead protector. "Hobbies? Pranks, I guess."

"Interesting…"

"Next."

Attention switched over to the Uchiha. "My name is Sasuke Uchiha. There are lots of things I dislike. I don't like anything in particular. I have no dream, but I do have an ambition. To resurrect my clan and to… kill a certain man." An eerie breeze passed through.

"He reminds me of someone…" Sakura could mentally see Amaterasu sending a mocking smirk over to Tsukuyomi. "Someone who's a bit morbid…and a bit of a drama queen."

Tsukuyomi ignored the heckling directed towards him. "Keep him close, host. He has potential."

"Last one."

The atmosphere changed from unnerving to serene as Sakura began to talk.

"Sakura Haruno, but you may call me Sakura. My likes…hmm I always liked Isao-san's red bean paste filled taiyaki. My dislikes… early mornings. My dream for the future," The three could only watch in fascination as they watched Sakura's eyes flicker with the Ryoshingan, a feral grin raised on her face. "WORLD DOMINATION." Her voice was altered, layered with three ethereal voices that dwelled within her. Her eyes cleared and she blinked, she saw the stunned looks on their faces and hid her grin. "Heh, sorry about that. I mean my dream for the future is to get stronger. My hobbies, I fish."

Kakashi ignored the hairs standing on the back of his neck. "I've heard about it before, but seeing it up close and personal just creeps me out."

"So with the introductions out of the way, we can get on to business," Kakashi called, bring back to attention to himself.

His words excited Naruto, who started bouncing on his seat. "This is going to be so cool. What are we going to do Kakashi-sensei? Fight bad guys? Save a princess?"

Oh, how he loved killing such dreams. "Tomorrow morning well be doing… you could say, a team bonding exercise."

"EH? What is it? What is it?"

"Survival training."


Ryoshingan- Conscience Eye

Noriutsuru- to possess/change

Hikitsugu- to take over

Shogai- Disorder

Izanagi- forefather of gods; god of creation and life

Izanami- wife and sibling of Izanagi; goddess of creation and death

Amaterasu- one of the three siblings; born from Izanagi; wife and sibling to Tsukuyomi; goddess of the sun

Tsukuyomi- one of the three siblings; born from Izanagi; husband and sibling to Amaterasu; god of the moon

Susanoo- one of the three siblings; born from Izanagi; god of the seas and storm

Raiden- often paired with Fujin; god of thunder and lightning

Fujin- often paired with Raiden; god of wind

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