Alrighty folks this would technically be my second story since I deleted my first one but you can call it whatever you want. I just want you to read and review, and the main pairing will be NaruSaku but it probably won't be much of a love story m'kay. Oh and just pretend Sai doesn't exist right now.
When I think about Team 7 I feel as though I'm the odd man out. And it's not just with my team; it's with all of the former rookie nine and even Team Gai. The only exception is Tenten, but with accuracy as good as hers, she might as well be considered to have a bloodline. It may seem as though I'm completely oblivious to the strength I hold, thanks to Tsunade-sensei, but it just doesn't compare to everyone else. I just found out that Naruto's got the Kyuubi helping him out; Kakashi-sensei's got his newly updated sharingan, (as if finding out he had one wasn't shocking enough), and Sasuke. Oh God Sasuke. I shake my head to rid my mind of him. But anyway, even Ino-pig's got her own nifty little jutsu. And what does Sakura have? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.
My damn alarm goes off reminding me that it's almost time to meet Kakashi-sensei and Naruto at the bridge. Joy. I should just lie here for another hour, it's not as if Kakashi-sensei's gonna be there anyway. And I defiantly don't want to deal with Naruto. I mean over the past three years he has become less annoying, but he's still…Naruto-ish. Coming to a decision I force myself out of bed and into the bathroom. That's one of the things that just irks me about Naruto, he doesn't know the meaning of personal hygiene.
After I finish washing up I head downstairs to see my mother cooking breakfast, my father reading the paper and my otouto, Akira eating.
" Morning family," I greet them, giving each of them a peck on the cheek. Akira is the only one to react. Figures.
" Ewww, girly kisses," he exaggerates by wiping off his cheek as if I'd given him a disease. I guess that's what you'd expect from a seven-year-old boy.
I just roll my eyes at his antics. Akira wants to be a ninja too, and he's about to enter the academy, I just pray that he doesn't turn out like Naruto, for the sake of some poor girl.
" I'll see you guys later I'm off to training," I say grabbing a piece of toast and heading for the door.
"Honestly Sakura, I don't see why you enjoy such an atrocious life-style," that's my mom for ya. She never did want me to become a ninja and she's trying to change Akira's mind about becoming one, but he's already made up his mind that he's going to be a great ninja like his onee-chan, and I believe he can be.
" Mom, I enjoy being a ninja, and I'm not giving up on it," It's like this every morning. I debate with her about being a ninja. It's really starting to get annoying. She gives of small sigh.
" I know, I know. Being a ninja is important to you it's just," she pauses to look me straight in my eyes. I can see that she's trying to hold back her tears, " It's just that I don't want to lose my baby," She's now into a full-blown sob.
" Mom it's gonna be okay. I'm not going anywhere, I'll always be here," I lean forward to give her a hug. What I just told her wasn't exactly a lie. I am going to be here, as long as I possibly can, because being a ninja isn't exactly a lifetime guarantee.
My mom finally stops the water works. Thank God, I think. What a way to start the day.
I look over to see that my father hasn't even looked up from his paper. For the love of God does he even know his wife slash mother of his children, just had a breakdown? Honestly sometimes I really can't understand him. I remember the day I told my parents that I wanted to become a ninja. While my mother was in shock he just sat there, like a rock, a big, stinkin' rock.
I shrug it off when I realize that I might just actually be late for training if I stay any longer.
"I'm off now. See you later," I give my mother one last kiss on the cheek and I'm out the door.