Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the related franchise. Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

A/N: Hello! First Naruto fanfiction. I hope it's not too rough lol. This story will be oneshots focusing on the OC, Haruno Bara, and her adventures of being the big sister to Sakura. It will jump throughout the timeline once Sakura joins Team 7, but that won't be for a few chapters.

Is there anyone you'd like Bara should meet in upcoming chapters? Will Sakura be a sweet angel, or will the terrible twos hit with a vengence?

Feel free to review and share your thoughts! I'm very open to constructive criticism and improvement.

Okay, done rambling. ^-^ Onto the story!

1. New Life

Late March, Year XX85 AS (After Sage)

Out in the streets of Konoha, the warmth of noon died down to lukewarm spring temperatures as three p.m. rolled around. The crowds went on with their business, and various businesses cleaned up after midday crowds to prepare for the evening.

It was a time of peace for the village, as it has been since the end of the last Great Shinobi War.

Due to the peace, an influx of new life has fallen upon the village. Such is the case with the young Haruno family.

(Konoha General Hospital)

Large green eyes blinked, transfixed on the strange sight in front of them. Little hands gripped the edge of the high bed, standing on tip-toes to get a better glimpse at the small bundle causing all the ruckus.

On the bed, a tired yet satisfied blonde woman sat up, propped against pillows. Despite her fatigue, she was smiling brightly down at the babe swaddled in her arms. At her side, her husband sat, pride and happiness rolling off in waves as he looked upon the scene. His dark pink hair was disheveled and his right hand was bandaged (his
wife had a crushing grip), but his satisfaction was palpable.

The overall peace of the situation, while comforting, was confusing to the second youngest occupant of the room. Green eyes flicked from the man to the woman, then to the bundle, wondering how this all fit together.

In the late hours of the previous night, young Haruno Bara woke up to an excited atmosphere…

-15 hours prior-

(Haruno residence)

"…-get anything Mebuki?" A male voice broke through the fog of sleep.

"That's everyth…. -ould be false alarm…" A female voice responded after a moment's pause.

Bara rolled over in her bed, tugging her blanket higher. She continued to doze. Or so she tried.

A large, warm hand gently shook the little girl. "Wake up my flower," the deep voice called out gently. "Your little sibling's coming."

Bara cracked open an eye, letting out a confused mumble in response. Hizashi laughed, sliding the covers back to wake up the half-asleep child.

At the change in temperature, the five year old grumbled as she was pulled further from sleep.

"Yes, I'm a terrible, cruel man." He laughed slightly, picking up the child. Striding over to her closet, he quickly changed the drowsy child and walked them downstairs to where his pregnant wife waits by the front door.

Mebuki grinned at the disheveled head of hair peeking over her husband's shoulder, only to grimace slightly as another wave of pain washed over her.

"Maybe not a false alarm…" she grunted out as her husband came to her side, one arm full of half-awake child, the other carrying pre-packed bags.

"Are you in a lot of pain?" Kizashi suddenly zeroed in on her, his voice picking up the panicked tone new fathers tend to have. Unconsciously, he squeezed the child in his arms to him suddenly, causing a little squeak to leave her.

After taking a breath once the contraction passed, Mebuki stared blankly at her husband before snorting lightly and encouraging him to release the fully awake little girl, eventually taking her hand as they left the house.

Bara buried her chin and mouth into her jacket as an early morning breeze blew through. Mebuki softly squeezed the girl's small hand, smiling down at her.

"Are you excited to meet the baby?" She asked the child, her free hand resting on her swollen stomach as they walked to the hospital.

Bara's eyes snapped from the early morning night sky to Mebuki's, excitement making her bounce as they turned a corner. "What? Baby? Where?!" She held the woman's hand with both her little ones. "May I hold her?"

Kizashi, walking on the other side of the suddenly energetic child, bent down slightly to waggle a finger in the child's face. "Her? Who says it won't be a boy, gallant and handsome like his father?" He grinned, flourishing his free arm as if to present his being.

Both woman and child grinned and giggled at him.

"I jus' know." Bara said matter of factly. She waggled her little index finger back up at the man. "The baby'll be pretty like us."

Mebuki laughed outwardly then as her husband's expression became dejected. "Of course," she said, continuing Bara's thought. "With a Kaa-san as flawless as myself and the cutest onee-chan ever, it's no guess." She waved her hand as if to brush of Kizashi's "non-sense".

The man could only grumble as the small family walked into the lobby of the hospital. At the front desk, the nurse brought over a wheelchair just as another contraction hit Mebuki.

From there, Mebuki was quickly signed in and placed into a room to wait out the labor process. Despite being civilians, the hospital had one General Maternity ward. This way, OB-GYN services are offered to all expecting mothers in the village, civilian or shinobi.

This will lead to ten hours of labor, two hours of groaning and screaming, and an additional hour of Kizashi getting his hand bandaged before Bara's allowed into the room.

-Present Time-

Bara continued to stare, wondering what the baby looked like. After a kind nurse brought her and Kizashi in from the waiting area, the man wasted no time in sitting beside his wife, leaning forward excitedly and speaking softly to the bundle.

With a pout on her lips, Bara turned to the man and patted his thigh. Looking down at the pouting girl, Kizashi rubbed his neck abashedly at her ire. Apologizing for his distraction, he leaned down and held her in his lap so she was level with the bed.

Mebuki smiled gently at Bara, encouraging her to lean forward. She adjusted the bundle, rewarding the five year old a look at the baby.

"Bara…" Her voice was soft and warm, filled with love. "This is Sakura, your little sister." She looked from the tiny baby to look at the child's reaction. "Say hello." She smiled widely, inviting Bara to get closer.

Bara's breath caught in her throat, catching onto the quiet, peaceful atmosphere. She barely noticed Kizashi rubbing her back encouragingly as she absorbed the image of the newborn.

At 8 lbs. 12 ounces, Haruna Sakura was a healthy baby girl, if slightly larger than expected from her petite mom. Little wisps of light pink hair, mostly translucent in the light, peeked out from the dark pink hospital-issued hat on her tiny head. Matching pink lashes fluttered against her red, slightly wrinkly face. Tiny lips parted in a yawn, a whine leaving the baby as she adjusted. This resulted in a tiny hand leaving the blankets, capturing the older sibling's attention.

Mebuki and Kizashi waited with bated breath, wondering how she'll respond. Enraptured, Bara did the first thing that came to mind.

A small hand reached out slowly.

Kizashi gulped quietly.

Mebuki stilled, keeping the baby in place.

Bara, with her eyes narrowed, softly poked the tiny hand of baby Sakura.

Sakura shifted and reflexively wrapped her hand around the slightly bigger finger.

Kizashi's eyes watered, and he looked at his wife, trying to communicate his joy over the utter cuteness of the scene. Mebuki, chuckled inwardly, shifting to the side to give space for Bara to sit on the bed with her while Kizashi wiped his tears with his uninjured hand.

Out in the streets of Konoha, the warmth of spring brought new life, and peace settled over the village as night came.

A/N Thank you for reading! Still trying to figure out FanFiction's formatting... ^^''

Present Ages:

Haruno Bara: 5 years old

Neji, TenTen, Lee: 1 year old

Sakura and the Rookie 9: Newborns