Summary- [KakaSaku, rated for later chapters Kakashi is 22 and Hurano, Sakura is 16. Sakura had always hidden who she really is. But what will happen when an un-expected person finds out who she really is? What will happen when everyone finds out that Sakura is the Rosuto, Fuuha (lost, grace) who grows herbs on top of the roof of her house, and in her back yard, for the village. Fuuha, who became a Jounin at the age of 7 and a year later, had forfeited being a ninja to become a regular villager. Fuuha, who seems to always be haunted by memories of the past.

The Rosuto family had always been known for their secrecy when it came to almost everything. They were a family made of high standing ninja that would appear and disappear, seemingly out of thin air, within the Hidden Leaf Village, seeing as that was the village they affiliated with. They were a force to be feared since no one outside of the family knew anything for sure about them. The Rosuto family was known to be a combination of females and males with shining black hair, ghostly white skin, dark blue eyes that where at times mistaken as black, and long slender bodies. No one knew of a single Rosuto that was anything less than a Jounin and no one knew of their family techniques, which were hidden from anyone outside of the family.

Fuuha had been special condition within the Rosuto family. Fuuha had taken immediately to being a ninja and was taught by the most advanced ninjas who just happened to all be from the Rosuto family. Fuuha had quickly risen to the rank of Jounin by the age of 7 but had insisted upon not being known as such, yet. Fuuha had become an amazing ninja and was capable of going on S-class missions by herself; every Rosuto went on missions by themselves. At the time Fuuha had been so advanced that the Third Hokage saw fit to train her some himself, and his cause proved worthy because she advanced far beyond the level of the Third Hokage himself.

At the same time, Fuuha had to actively pretend to be Hurano, Sakura. It was not something that Fuuha had enjoyed but it had been a requirement to help protect the safety of the Rosuto family. It was amazing how much concentration and skill it took to pull off the act and gen-jitsu to the point that no one, not even the Hokage, would suspect it was anything but the truth. All of the skills that this required helped to make Fuuha even more powerful quicker than it would have before.

When Fuuha turned 8 a secret war had broken out within the Rosuto family. Ties and debts within the family were pulled, sides decided years ago, and fighting took place for a week and a half. Fuuha had not been pulled into the fighting by ties or debts but instead she was pulled in because of the danger to her parents, who were at the time to weak to fight. Fuuha had hidden her parents away and stayed with them to defend them with her life, in hopes that they would live through the war. Fuuha's hopes were crushed when 22 members of the opposing side, what was left of them, fought their way into the room. They had quickly and easily slaughtered Fuuha's parents in front of her eyes. They had forced Fuuha to watch and listen to her parents screams as they raped her mother and then tore both her parents' bodies apart slowly and then they finally killed them.

Fuuha had been so enraged by their actions and spurred by the thought that she could not let people this sick and wrong to live. She had pulled on all of what she had been taught to kill all 22 members of the opposing side. After their bodies lay strewn across the room, no body actually recognizable, Fuuha left the room and searched the family grounds for any survivors. No survivors where left other than Fuuha herself. The task then fell upon Fuuha to bury the bodies, clean the family grounds, pack what she would need away, seal the underground library with advanced jitsus, and then burn what was left of the family grounds. Fuuha then turned from what was once her home and left for the Hidden Leaf Village.

Fuuha had immediately gone to the Third Hokage and told him that there had been a war within the Rosuto family. The Third Hokage had asked Fuuha to become a Sanin of the Leaf Village but Fuuha had declined the invitation and told the Third Hokage that she resigned her position as a ninja. She had requested that the Third Hokage to write down that all of the Rosuto family had died of disease and no longer lived. The Third Hokage had agreed with the request reluctantly and then given Fuuha a home on the outside of the village that she could live in as a villager who grew herbs for the village. Fuuha had agreed with these terms and disappeared into the backgrounds of the city and market only to be known of as a villager.

I felt the cloth that was on my mother's head to find that it was no longer wet. I picked it up and dunked it into the bucket of cold water at my side. I carefully pulled the cloth up and squeezed it out over the bucket. I then gently laid it on top of my mother's forehead in hope of bringing down her fever. I started to feel vibrations going through the ground and by the steady increase of feeling with the vibrations I could tell that someone, no some group of people, where coming towards the room I was in. I berated myself for forgetting that I was still within the Rosuto family grounds, and that a war was going on in here, therefore any noise or vibrations that were made was because there were more than 5 or 6 of them moving at the same time. I didn't know for sure if the group was friendly or not so I tried to move my parents. I couldn't let them stay here if a fight was about to happen.

My parents' bodies wouldn't budge and I started to panic. The vibrations where getting closer. I couldn't think of anything except moving my parents' bodies. I pulled a lot of chakra out of my body and did a jitsu to move their bodies. The jitsu didn't work and the chakra didn't come back to me. I had just lost about half of my chakra. I pushed and pulled the bodies' but they wouldn't budge, I was lost within the effort. I didn't even notice that the ninja had burst into the room until they had captured and tied me up with chakra binds. I fought against the binds but it was no use because I was not strong enough.

I was helpless as I watched my parents' bodies being pulled apart and cut into little pieces. I watched them rape my mother, her arms where already torn from her body. She had resisted and tried to pull away from them and they had then torn her legs from her body and continued. I could hear the screams, they pierced my soul and mind, but I did not cry or yell, they would only take it as encouragement and cause my parents more pain. I silently watched them do such horrible things to my parents and then they finally killed my parents.

I watched in horror as they turned to me, their eyes where thirsty for blood and my pain filled screams. They wanted me to be at their mercy and to beg them to stop as they continued to mutilate me. I didn't know what happened next. The only way that I could truly describe it was that I broke. I broke into a million pieces and the only thing that ran through my mind was revenge. I had to kill them for what they had done, I had to avenge every person that they had killed, and I had to kill them before they could kill anymore. My chakra had surged and I pulled more from things around me, the earth mostly. I had broken the bonds and slaughtered them.

I didn't have control over my body. It was like if someone else was controlling my actions. But I had killed them, torn their bodies apart, spread the room with their blood, and left nothing that could even be imagined as a human in that room. I had left that room dripping with blood. The blood was not mine though. I don't remember how I had gotten through burying the bodies of all of the Rosuto family, seeing the faces of all of them, but I had. It had taken a couple days for me to bury them, seal the underground library, and then burn the village. Not once had I returned to the room that had held my parents' dead bodies.

I had then walked away from the burnt down village planning to never return to it or the life that I had lived…

I bolted up right in a cold sweat. I had not had that nightmare in 6 years and it had shaken me very badly. I got up out of bed and took a hot shower. I walked back into my bedroom and put on a black and white stripped tank top, black short shorts that stopped mid-thigh, some black shoes, white leg warmers, a silver dragon necklace, and pulled my hair up into a messy bun. I than silently walked back out of my little house and made my way into town, after grabbing some money for shopping and locking the door. I didn't bother to put on the gen-jitsu since Sakura, who at the moment was a clone that I had put 10 of my chakra into, was off on a difficult A-rank mission.

It took me some time to get to town and by that time I felt my stomach complaining with hunger. I saw an Instant Ramen shop up ahead and walked towards it. I had never really liked ramen but I was hungry and they would make the food quickly, that was good enough for me. I moved into the Ramen shop and took the only seat left. The cook looked at me and smiled warmly at me. After all I was a familiar costumer since I always came here for breakfast whenever I came into town.

"How are you today Fuuha?" The cook asked me.

"I'm doing good. The usual will be fine for me." I said in a distracted voice.

The cook looked at me worried. He knew that look and voice. After all I had used it for two years straight. He walked away to make me the beef ramen that I usually ate. I took a quick look around and saw that I was sitting next to Naruto. On the other side of Naruto was Sasuke and Kakashi. I couldn't believe that I had chosen such a bad place to sit. The cook put a bowl of beef ramen down before me and mumbled something about it being on the house before disappearing. The only thing that I could was hoping for is that Naruto, Sasuke, or Kakashi didn't take any notice of me...