Surreal

Prologue

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A nightmare is an unpleasant dream that can cause a strong emotional response from the mind, typically fear or horror, but also despair, anxiety, and great sadness.

A Dream is a succession of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations that occur involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep.

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It was, after all, just a dream.

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She sat there, chit-chatting, laughing, talking, and joking through the phone. She was happy, I could tell by just one glance.

Happy. That's a word I was once called by. Once upon a time, I was the most delighted girl in this village. I would skip happily around the streets, through the parks, around the shops. Happy.

But nothing stays the same. Nothing.

Because that day, that sadistic, unfortunate, sorrow-filled day, changed me completely. The once called 'mirthful' girl turned into the 'mournful' freak.

Because of that one day.

"No; I can't come over today," she said.

"Weird dreams again?" I could hear him ask through the phone, from the other line.

Glancing at me for a brief second over her shoulder, she sighed heavily, lowering her voice an octave, "I am her mother, Daisuke. I have to take care of her when these things happen!"

"But, baby, I really want you to come...I missed you."

"Awww! I missed you too, honey!"

I blocked out the rest of the conversation because, seriously, that was disgusting.

Weird dream, that's what they call it. But it's not a dream, I would argue sometimes, it's a nightmare. A nightmare of that day. It managed to always be vivid and cruel. Recapping every single move until it's all burned into my memory. Then, I would always wake up with a scream and never sleep for an unknown amount of time. Two days, maybe even a week. I can't sleep, shouldn't sleep, wouldn't sleep, until it's absolutely necessary. When my eyes are surrounded by deep, black bags and my pupils become crimson, deep crimson that no one can see my emerald iris anymore; that's when I sleep. But, it is completely useless, because I never sleep anymore.

Insomniac. That's what the doctors said.

"C'mon, Sakura dear, you have to eat before you go to school," she finally put the phone down.

School; another bad nightmare.


"Move away, Freak!"

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"Ugh! What a Freak!"

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"Please don't pair me up with this Freak!"

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Freak. That was my name here, in high school. Sometimes, when they, the students, are in a good mood or a bit friendly, they would call me the pink-haired forehead.

I have no friends here. No one would like to be friends with a freak like me. A girl that was so helpless and useless and can't even save an ant. A girl who always comes late and rarely does her homework. A girl who had bags under her eyes and sleep- deprived body. A girl who didn't eat, didn't talk. A girl that was skinny and unhealthy, just downright ugly. A girl with pink hair, green eyes, and a wide forehead. A girl who was emotionally unstable. A girl that the doctors said was in a very dire condition of insomnia.

No one would like to be friends with Haruno Sakura.


The sky was a shade of endless blackness. Dotted on the obsidian rug were glittery stars. The moon was full today, giving light to the late night. The cool, night breeze ruffled my pinkish hair as I sat on the top of our roof. The scene from up here was astounding and it always managed to soothe me. That's why I always come here late at nights.

Laying flat on my back, I lost myself in my thoughts, reminiscing old memories. The memories that would never die. The memories that always keep me alive and comfort me. Those memories I could never forget. Although I am sixteen now and those memories occurred when I was only ten, I still remember.

A flickering, moving light wakes me up from my reverie. I look at the sky and witness a shiny shooting star. "The moment you see a shooting star, wish upon it. Your wish will be granted, I assure you!" Those were his own words, I remember. He said that to me once. Wish upon a shooting star and it will be granted. Wish for anything and everything you want. Just wish.

So I close my eyes and wish. And inside my mind I could see his smile that always lights up my world. And I remember when I was a kid and was happy and innocent. I remember when I had no care in the world.

So I wish; please no more nightmares...


I ran. I ran so fast that my legs were burning, my bones cracking, my muscles contracting, my feet cramping. My whole body was screaming at me, scolding, that I must stop. But I couldn't. Because I could see him. I could stop them and save him.

People ran in front of me, trying to stop me, but to no avail. I dodged them all and ran and ran and ran.

There was something piercing through my ears, something loud and shrill and deafening. That's when I realized that that was my own scream.

A shot echoed against the walls. Another shot made me stop dead in my tracks. Because there in front of me by two feet, exactly two feet, he went limp and fell face first to the cold asphalt.

And all I could see was his smile. And all I could smell was the blood that leaked out of him. And all I could feel was the hollow, numb feeling inside of me. And all I can taste was the vomit threatening to spill out of me. And all I could hear was my scream.

"DAD!"

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"What is that light?"

"It's coming out of his chest!"

What were they talking about? I open my eyes but then quickly regret it and shield my eyes because, surprisingly, there was a white, fluorescent, almost blinding light. I walk closer, trying so hard to see what it was.

And amidst all that brightness is a-

-a face?


A/N: Heyy everybody! So this has been on my laptop for a long time and I was debating whether I should post it or not. But I assure you this story makes no sense at all lol. This is a SasuSaku and sorry for Sasuke not appearing in the first chapter cause this is kinda Sakura centric. This is an AU and yeah. I just hope for a SasuSaku moment anytime soon.

Also, if anyone is interested (which I know you're not lol) I have a Tumblr account now (url: emerald-and-ebony) and it sucks because I don't know how to make a good blog. anyway, hope you guys liked this gibberish piece of shit (writing).

Please leave a review :) and feel free to PM me people! I swear I don't bite!

IMPORTANT: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO AND I DON'T OWN THE COVER PICTURE EITHER! The pic belongs to annira2002 on Deviantart.