We all sat under the sakura tree in the park. It was the only one that bloomed these days. It had been about 60 years since my grandfather planted that there. This tree was not the oldest tree in Konoha but it held a special place in the village's heart.
My grandfather was the 6th Hokage of Konoha, Uzumaki Naruto. He was the best out of the best and always had a soft spot for people like me. People cursed with a burden that made people hate them. Unlike many people I was born with a demon inside me.
I was always hated by the people in my village but my grandfather was happy that I was alive. He understud my pain, the pain of being alone.
Now I sit under the sakura trees in the sakura grove with a smile. I know she'll always protect this village aswell. She always has.
"Sister. Why are sakura blossoms pink?" asked my little brother. I could only tell him the story that my best friend's grandmother told me. Yamanaka Ino told me the reason that sakura's are pink but I never wanted to believe such a horroble story as a child. Now I know it is the fate of most ninja.
My younger brother sat in my lap as I answered his question, "Sakuras blossoms all started out white." I answered.
"What? Then why are they pink?" Asked my enraged brother.
I could only smile. He looks like grandpa when he's mad. "The blood of a pure ninja seeped deep into the routs and colored the flower blossoms." I responded as I looked over at the Hokage monument. Shodai Hokage, Nidaime Hokage, Sandaime Hokage, Yondaime Hokage, Godaime Hokage, and then grandpa.
Thats all I got to look at before my brother intorupted me with his questions, "Who was the ninja? Can you tell me the story?"
"Sure Dan." I smiled back. "It all started when the Uchiha heir came back as an ex-missing nin. Uchiha Sasuke had finnished his mission of destroying the one person who killed his clan, thats what he thought in his crippled mind."
Thats the begining but it turns to a flash back but tell me if I should continue this story. If not I'll delete it. And please review or I'll think you hate it.
Luv lots
Richy