Anyone could see that young Sakura Haruno wasn't destined to be a great ninja, she was nothing but a bullied crybaby who had magical powers. Did anyone know the last part? Certainly not. Magical hinted/Time travel AU. SasuSaku/NaruSaku. Non-Mass.
Before:
It wasn't easy, even on a good day. Sakura cried when she retreated to her room just like she cried when they tormented her. They. The bullies who wouldn't leave her be, the bullies who taunted her kinky candy floss hair, the bullies who taunted her golden brown skin, the bullies who said she would never be a ninja worthy of anything.
They're right, an inner part of her mind thought.
Her mother had left before her fourth birthday. Before, she had been a loving and caring woman who put her heart and soul into raising her only child.
And one day she snapped.
She wanted nothing to do with her disgusting brown-skinned child. A child who the village scorned. She wasn't dark like her father, she wasn't white like her mother, she had been reminded day after day that she was an ugly, hideous, unworthy of love, brown child.
Kids pulled her cloud-like hair just to "see what it felt like". Her mother had straightened her hair every day after she came home, crying, following the tenth time they had done it. 'Bullies will only get to you if you let them,' her mother had told her. She had to learn to grow self-confidence. It was her only way of surviving.
It was her only way of surviving.
Then:
She stood before that monster, that snake who hurt her precious boys, that devil who tried to take them away from her. She had no kunais left, no senbon, almost no chakra, but that pink-haired brown-skinned girl bared her teeth and felt a fire growing within her chest. Her power. Her will of fire. She would protect them just as they had done for her countless times. She clenched her fists and bright them up to chest height. She wouldn't cower down. She would die with fire and determination in her eyes.
But she didn't.
A bright glow emitted from her palms and she felt something grow between her fist as it wrapped around a familiar hard object. Her power had returned to her. She pulled a translucent card from her inner breast pocket and threw it into the air above her. She pointed her staff towards the card and called out.
"Light!"
And he was gone.
After:
She carefully lifted herself up from the hospital bed she found herself laying on. A sunflower and note on the side table next to her bed. Kakashi had taken Sasuke to train. A toad sanin had taken Naruto under his wing to train him.
And she was… she was told to rest and relax for a month. She had no ninja duties to attend to.
She was alone. In a hospital after losing to Ino Yamanaka during the chunin exams. But that wasn't what made her chest ache. It wasn't the fact that she lost to her rival. Ino was better than her in every sense. Ino was a better ninja than Sakura would ever be. The ache pulled and twisted her heart into ugly shapes and forms. It was painful beyond belief.
They left.
Before:
They had taunted her for as long as she could remember. This time, they didn't just use words, this time they followed their insults with rocks. When the ringleader, Ami took out a pouch filled with kunai, Sakura knew she would die. Maybe that would bring an end to her life. Maybe she would finally rid the world of her disgusting face. A clang of metal against metal caused her to lift her head up.
She had a savior. Short blonde hair faced her direction and Sakura's emerald eyes widened. She knew this girl. She was a clan heiress. Someone important stood up for her. Someone brought a faint glimmer of hope into her eyes.
Her hardened heart grew warm for the first time in years.
Now:
Sakura stood in front of Uchiha Madara, in front of her war-torn boys. They pleaded her to move, that this was their fight, it wasn't hers. She paid them no mind. This was her fight. They had protected her too many times to count.
Now she would protect them.
Now, she would either die on the battlefield in glory or rise up. She would protect them until her dying breath. That was her will of fire. That was her chargin.
A northern star-shaped tattoo formed and glowed pink on her tan forehead, she called forth her staff and pulled out the one card she hadn't used before.
"Time!"
As soon as the word left her mouth the battleground froze and stood eerily still. A golden hue filled the world around her. It had worked.
She had pulled out one more card, she readied herself and steeled her emotions. There would be no turning back if she used this card while the Time card was in use. Tan lips pursed together and she twirled the card in the air in front of her.
Goodbye, she thought bitterly. Everything... will definitely be alright.
"Reverse!"
Hey guys! This little prompt has been knocking around in my head for quite a long time now. I'm half-way done with On Your Wings' final chapter and the second chapter for Porcelain Fists is almost complete. I really put my heart and soul into PF and I hope you guys like it. This series will follow this style of writing so I hope it doesn't bug you too much. Think of this story as a cross-over between Card Captor Sakura and Naruto. Also, no chapter will ever be over 1,000 words.
PS: I've always wanted a love-triangle between the original team 7 so this one is special to me.
PPS: The "Before" is from before she started the academy, the "After" is after the chunin exams, and "Then" is during the 4th war.
PPPS: Please read and review! It makes me the happiest person alive.
