Blended Fates
Chapter 1: Why does waking up suck?
The sun shined brightly down on the hidden leaf village, with a warm feeling to the new day to start the year for this years academy students. For many of these students, excitement was in the air. For some, it was a nightmare. Especially for our personal little friend.
A new member of the Hidden Leaf, Sarah whined in frustration as the sun beamed through her closed window. Her room, a mixture of posters for the latest Princess Gale Film, knife collection that was in total disarray, stuffed animals that covered the floor, and books upon books of shinobi history thrown all around, was needless to say, a mess. Her parents had told her repeatedly to clean. After all, what kind of Shinobi is messy? She unsurprisingly for a 6 year old, wasn't exactly complient.
"I hate sunshiiine," she groaned out halfheartedly, her black hair peaking out of her blanket as she pulled it up to cover her bright, almost glacially blue eyes. Sadly, her attempts to ignore the day were crushed when she heard the loud call of her mother.
"Saraaaaah, It's your big day! Time to get up!" Hina called. Her mothers had moved them here not long after Sarah had been born, though they never did explain why. All she ever got was something about wibbly wobbly things and a snicker from her other mother Haley. Needless to say she'd stopped asking after a year of that.
"Ughhhhhhh!" She groaned out, sliding out of bed with a harumph of frustration. She stood, yawning loudly as she stretched, her oversized shirt, or rather Haley's she'd stolen and used as pjs, was decorated with a leaf against the Fire Style symbol, against a black background. She quickly ditched it, grabbing fresh underwear and her usual clothing, a black short dress with blue obi and tights to match, before heading to shower. Maybe that'd clear her head a bit.
"Remember to be nice to your classmates, and no slicing people unless they hit first," her mother Haley said as she patted her head while passing in the hallway. Her mother was wearing her usual gardening clothes, most likely heading out to start work at the Yamanaka's. She'd gotten a job there really fast when they moved in, and Mama loved it so Sarah never thought to question why.
"Ok Mama," She answered with another yawn. A quick shower later and she was dressed, running down the stairs with her long black hair tied up in a blue ribbon her Great Grandmother Luna had gifted her. She'd never met her Great grandmother, but her mother Hina said she cared deeply for them, and the ribbon was one of her favorite accessories, so she figured it wasn't too big deal to press.
"Excited?" Her mother Hina smiled, placing a plate of bacon and eggs for her, alongside orange juice. Her mother wore a soft white cooking apron, overtop her own shinobi gear. A black Jonin vest, with the uzumaki swirl as usual, but underneath her own family Crest. Which, strangely was a two ended tree. As in, a white tree that went up, but under it, where the roots were, a black reflection of the same tree. She had told her it meant the balance of Life and Death, which kinda made sense.
Her mother was very pretty she thought. Long silvery hair that turned pink at the midway, then bright red at the tips, and was curly, but not super curly. She usually wore it down, or in a tail to the side, but today she had it in a massive single braid, with a red ribbon in, which meant she had a mission soon. Her own eyes matched Sarah's, and her skin was so pale at times Sarah thought her mom was made of ice, which had made her parents giggle the first time she said it.
"Ehhhh, yeah, but why does school gotta be in the morning? Why can't it be like, at 2 in the afternoon?" She asked as she munched on her breakfast, eliciting a laugh from her mother.
"haha! Sweetheart, why 2 pm?" She asked with a smile while cleaning up her cooking implements.
"Becauuuuuse, then we can sleep until Noon like normal people do. Duh," She answered matter of factly, drawing another laugh from her mother.
"Oh you are too much sweetie," Kissing her head, a smile on her face as she offers her lunchbox, and her new tool pouch. "Here, we figured you'd wanna get this on your first day," She said with a sweet grin.
"Ahhh! My first tool pouch! Thanks mom!" She shouted with excitement, leaping up and kissing her mom's cheek before quickly affixing it to her thigh, using some bandage wrappings to make a good grip spot.
"Hehe, your first day at the academy. Oh you are gonna be great," her mother giggled out, patting her head. "Now go, go! Don't wanna be late!"
"Ok ok, love you!" She called as she kissed her mom's cheek before quickly running out, her mother returning the love as she waved her off.
"I hope my friends can find a seat with me," she muttered to herself while she ran.
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"And, you are absolutely sure about this Naruto?" Sakura said while reviewing the new teacher profiles. These people seemed a bit strange, coming from outside the continent in some cases. However, she couldn't deny that some had helped greatly with work at the hospital, especially after the disaster a few months back. She wasn't sure just her and Tsunade could of organized the entire hospital on their own without the new aid from lady Irisviel, or if the clean up would of been anywhere near as cheap if not for her son Shirou creating so many tools for the workers using that strange jutsu of his.
"I'm very sure. These people have done great things for this village, if they wanna teach and join our ranks, I say let them! Besides, you and I both know it's the weirdos and the oddballs that make the best teachers, just look how you and I turned out!" he said with a wide grin, before receiving a painful punch to the egg, and nursing the freshly grown egg on his head.
Sighing, she shook her head with a smile. "I guess so. I just hope this turns out as well as you make it sound," as she tosses the profile for the three new teachers down. The one that worried her the most was that Medea woman. Something about her smile just gave her the creeps, but after the way she'd helped cleanse the seals on several shinobi when one of orochimaru's experiments escaped, and tried to steal souls from half the leaf, she couldn't deny her effectiveness.
The other two seemed innocent enough. A man by the name of Anderson, who was employed as the new literary and writing teacher. His skill at writing was unquestionable, but as a person, well, she wasn't exactly leaping at the chance to offer him a day out to lunch. The fact he looked about as young as his students also seemed strange, but his profile said it had to due with his jutsu, which was a combination of secret art and writing, similar to Sai's, but more focused on the empowerment of his allies. Which, as a medic, she could certainly appreciate.
The last was a new lead of the seals classes and also the school's librarian, Murasaki Shikibu. Sakura had met the woman twice, in two very different states of dress, and it would seem, states of mind. When she first met her, she was wearing a beautiful multicolored kimono, her speech and mannerisms were what Sakura expected out of a noble or royalty, and she was both sincere and sweet in her words. The Second time, she wore a blackish purple dress that was very, VERY tight, and equally showy of basically everything. That time, she seemed far clumsier, far gigglier, and Sakura couldn't tell if she was just tipsy, or high, but she was certainly on something compared to the first time they'd met.
Still, despite the woman's odd tendencies, she was a brilliant artist, and poet. A few of her works had made Sakura tear up, and she couldn't deny her talent at sealing was unmatched in the current generation.
"Well I better head on over. I trust you, but I wanna see this for myself. All these immigrants and transfers these last few years have really swelled the village," She noted, half to herself, half to Naruto as he chuckled.
"Just means more people happy! This'll be the first class to have lots of their kids too I think," he grinned widely. "Say, if it goes well, how about the four of us all go out for ramen?" he asked excitedly.
"Hmmm, well I have been needing a break from the hospital. Sure, I'll call Sasuke, you call your wife," as the two shared some more idle chat, before splitting up as Sakura made her way over. She couldn't shake the feeling the whole way that something big was coming this year, but just what she couldn't be sure. It had all started when that Evaresia Clan had joined the leaf. So many more immigrants had started pouring in soon after, and their clan area gave her a really weird vibe. Not bad, if anything she felt relaxed when she passed it, but it just seemed, almost unnatural. Or maybe even too natural. All she was sure of was there was way more to that clan than they were revealing.