A Day Late
Summary: Sakura moved on from Sasuke, and fell in love with an unexpected person. When her new love goes missing, how does Sakura cope; and with news that Sasuke has returned! SasuxSakuxSai
Disclaimer: Don't Own Naruto.
Chapter Onef
Sakura closed her eyes as she leaned back onto the grassy field. She has just finished her training with Tsunade for the day, Tsunade leaving for the Hokage Tower leaving Sakura there to meddle with her thoughts. It was the seventh year anniversary that Sasuke had left Konoha, and there had been little word of his progresses; except the fact that he had killed Itachi a few years back—surprising everyone that he didn't return afterwards.
She sighed. Sakura had moved on from Sasuke, after a battle they had gotten into when she was returning from an important S-Rank mission. He almost killed her. "Still as weak as ever, aren't you Sakura? When will you learn that the ninja way just isn't for you?" His words rang in her head over and over again; she could never seem to get them out.
"Sakura!" a voice belonging to a close friend called, Sakura smiled and opened one eye to see a tall blonde running up the grassy hill up towards her.
"Hello, Naruto." She said back to him closing her eye again, "How are you this wonderful afternoon?"
"I-I have news to tell you." He fumbled with the zipper of his jacket, on his non-ninja attire.
"Good or bad?" Sakura stayed in the same position, a frown graced her lips.
"Well, uh, you see. Uhm," Naruto hardly ever stammered.
"I think you've finally caught Hinata's stutter problem, Naruto." Sakura laughed nervously, finally opening her eyes and propping herself up on her elbows. "Spit it out."
"Sasuke's back."
Sakura's eyes glazed over, her face going blank. The wind rushed past them, Sakura's long pink tresses flowing around her face. "Really? How did Tsunade-sama react to this?"
"That's it? That's all you have to say, Sakura-chan?" Naruto frowned. "He's back! He even asked where you were!"
Sakura glared, anger now flowing through her veins, "I don't give a fuck about him! He almost killed me, Naruto! What? Did you expect me to skip off towards him singing happy songs and throwing flowers? I'm not the same person I was all those years ago. Lets see, how many was it again? One, two, three —," Sakura counted on her fingers, "—four, five, six, seven! That's it! SEVEN!"
She stood up abruptly and glowered at Naruto, "Seven damn years Naruto. And if he expected me to wait that long for him, too fucking bad."
Sakura marched off towards the hospital, leaving a very stunned Naruto.
"Sakura-chan," he whispered to himself, watching her storm away. His gaze softened; he knew of that one thing that gone wrong for Sakura four years ago, and she didn't even know it was Sasuke's fault.
-Four Years Ago-
Sakura had been left alone for a few weeks before her fifteenth birthday; her parents had left to go on a short vacation; as well as hoping to pick out the perfect birthday present for their daughter.
She stayed at her home, or went to the hospital a few times a day to help out Tsunade; she was still learning all the techniques that of a medic and tried to stay later than Tsunade liked. Since she was a fast learner, Tsunade didn't want to overwork her with so many new skills.
Sakura was walking home one night after a very work-filled night at the hospital; she was extremely tired, and slightly worried. Her parents were supposed to be home by now; they were a week late. She hadn't heard anything from them, except the few letters she hag gotten a week or so back saying that they were enjoying their time and had found the perfect gift for her.
Sakura's birthday came, and it went; still with no news of where her parents were. It was starting to worry Sakura, even though she never showed it around her friends; Naruto knew full well that she went home and barely slept waiting for her parents to come in laughing and giggling as it was some big joke on Sakura.
It was about a month after her parents had been pronounced missing, when there was finally news sent to the Hokage.
"Oh…oh dear." Tsunade sighed, shaking her head at the note, taking another gulp of sake. "She'll be so distressed when she reads this…"
"When who reads what?" A curious Sakura asked, standing at the doorway of Tsunade's office.
"Oh! Sakura!" Tsunade quickly put the letter under some of her paperwork, and tried to look busy. "It's nothing, don't worry about it."
"O-kay." Sakura was slightly confused at the way Tsunade was acting, "Tsunade, have you uhm, heard anything? You know…about my parents?"
Tsunade sighed, and pushed her chair back so she could be by Sakura when she told her the news; pulling the letter from her jumbled paperwork. "Well, Sakura, you see…I just received this letter in the mail…your parents were killed, in an ambush. Sakura I'm so, so sorry." She gently hugged a shocked Sakura.
"It's alright, I kind of expected that, after having them being gone for such a long time." She put on a fake smile. "Thank you, Tsunade. I'll get back to my work now."
Tsunade frowned as the girl turned to walk out of the room. "She would be so hurt, if she had known it was Sasuke's fault."
-Present Time-
"Tsunade!" A very angry Sakura yelled from outside the hospital doors, which seemed to be locked and closed. "I know you're in there! You'd better not be healing that damn traitor that left us so long ago! We both know that he doesn't deserve it."
"Sakura!" Shizune quickly walked towards the door, "Tsunade has been asking about you. She says you're needed to help heal the missing-nin."
"Hell no." Sakura spat out, pushing Shizune out of her way. "Sorry, but he shouldn't be allowed to live."
Sakura quickly walked through the empty hospital, towards the room where shoutinfg and light was coming from.
"Baa-chan! You have to listen to me, Sakura will hurt him if she knows what you have planned for her!"
"Tsunade!"
"S-Sakura-chan!" Naruto stammered, rubbing his brow. "What a pleasant surprise!"
"Now, listen to me Sakura, before you get all angry and start throwing things around like I know you will," Tsunade started, leaving the bedside of a very wounded looking Uchiha Sasuke. "He has talked to me, and we have an agreement going on. He will have to stay in refinement for over a year, and be watched by ANBU for a long time. He has also been stripped of his ninja ranks, and will have to go through everything all over again if he wants to become a ninja again. Furthermore, he wants you to be the ANBU to watch him!"
Sakura stood there, her mouth slightly ajar. "No."
"Sakura, you have to understand, this subject isn't open for discussion. It's already been decidedf. No if's and's or but's about it."
"Fine." Sakura was shaking in her anger. "I'm going over to Sai's house, if you need me."
"Was that…Sakura?" a weak voice came from the bed, belonging to the one and only Uchiha Sasuke.
"Yeah, teme. That was her."
Sakura hurriedly walked towards Sai's house, which was located near the edge of Konoha. So many thoughts were running through her mind, and she needed to be with someone other than those located at the hospital; Sai's house was the perfect place.
"Sai?" Sakura knocked on the door. "Are you home?"
She peeked into the window, and saw that it was completely empty inside; dust settling on the tables. Returning to the door, she reached on top of the frame and pulled out a spare key to unlock the door.
The door creaked when she opened it; she called out again. "Sai?"
No response.
She began to panic; she thought she had just seen him earlier. "Sai, are you here, hon?"
She slowly sat down on their favourite chair, her eyes wide. She didn't know she was crying until she reached up to touch her face and noticed that it was wet and tear stained. She wiped it free of tears and blew her nose on a handkerchief; she retreated to his room, where she saw a picture of them together, smiling; happy. Naruto had taken it two years back, when they first started going out.
"God, how could I forget?" she broke out into a new batch of tears. "Sai, I miss you so much. Please, come home."
She lay down on his bed, and breathed in his sent; it smelled so much like the paints that he used. Curling her fingers around a blanket that was lying on his bed, she wiped her cheeks free of tears and slowly faded away to dreamland.
Hi there! So, this is my first fanfiction that I've ever written and yeah. Like it? Hate it? Critique it please!! I need your opinions on whether or not to continue it or not!
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