at the moment, this story is a ( rather vague) oneshot. i am interested in the idea, and i may continue it as a mutlichaptered story. The song i used is Courage, by Superchick.
I own neither Naruto, or Superchick. or much of anything, really, but my birthday is coming up soon, and one can only hope...
enjoy!
I told another lie today
And I got through this day
No one saw through my games
I know the right words to say
Like "I don't feel well"
"I ate before I came"
Sometimes I ask myself "Is this worth it? Pretending to be someone I'm not, purposely driving away anyone and everyone?"
But then I remember the consequences if I do not, and so I push on. each time I hesitate to hit Naruto-san, each time I nearly forget to make doe eyes at Uchiha-san, each time I fall and forget to whine, my sense of self strengthens, and I nearly convince myself that this time, this time it will be different. That this time, they won't die.
Die because of me.
It pains me to hear what others think of me. To see the hurt flash across Naruto-sans face, to see the disgust show in Uchiha-sans eyes, and the relief when I abstain from any and all team functions, meals and activities that are not crucial to our missions or training. But it is for the best. For their safety.
This is what I always must remind myself, a mantra of sorts. Everyone who gets close to me gets hurt, such is a one way ticket to deaths door. My family paid the price, and I will not allow anyone else to do the same.
So I much keep up the façade, continue the charade and hope desperately that know one sees the cracks in my mask, for if they did, it would surely break.
Irreversibly.
But when I'm alone
No one hears me cry…
Naruto had read enough. Never had he suspected something like this when he picked up the book Sakura-Chan dropped as she beat a hasty retreat after training. Now, he was brimming with questions. Who was she really? Did she feel the same neglect he felt when their two sections of the newly formed team seven were blatantly ignored for the famed Uchiha?
Despite outward appearances, Naruto was not an idiot, he simply wore a mask. He was similar to Sakura that way. Almost hitting himself for never trying to find out more about her before, he decided to make his way to her apartment.
It was time for a talk, no masks.
She had not been at her apartment, instead he used is minimal chakra-tracking talents and found here in a field, close to the main road. The confrontation started out icy or her side, sympathetic on his, but soon turned into a violent, angry, passionate screaming match on both sides.
Her journal had been ripped out of his hands on site, tossed so far it grazed the side of the road.
She had been in one of her calmer, if slightly darker moods as she walked along the main road, intent on reaching the brook outside the village's gates. Bomb fishing was fun, after all.
She had been so intent on her purpose and her brooding mood, that she neither herd the yelling, nor saw the small, in descript book until she had tripped over said object.
Evil ninja genius, yea right, those villagers were barmy if that's how they saw her.
She stood up with the utmost grace, and was about to regale the yelling voices with a large explosive something, until she was roughly dragged into the bushes.
"Shh!"
She recognized that voice. And, of course, there was the wandering hand, also.
"Perv? What's your damage?"
He removed his hands and motioned to the source of all the noise.
"I've wanted to find the low down about those two for a while, and you are not going to ruin this for me."
She moved to peer through the bushes, and instantly recognized the delicate-looking pink haired kunochi and the blonde that were always neglected on hatake's team. She knew the signs of emotional masks, and these two were defiantly playing dress up.
"Why can't you just let me in?" the male screamed.
The girl broke down, but still managed to yell between sobs "because you'll die! Just like everybody else!"
Both jounin watched as the two newly unmasked genins collapsed in a sobbing huddle, and the male of the two remarked "it's not fair how Hatake ignores them. Did you feel the chakra around those two? And I know they've got potential, they just hide it. She nodded along, showing she understood.
The two pre-teens by now had fallen asleep, and as they gathered them up, both jounin had made a decision. They were going to the hokage.
"You can't ignore this any longer!"
"You have made your point, but there is something about the genin you wish to tutor."
"Yes yes hokage-sama, we all know about Naruto-sans unique inner workings…"
"No, no. you see, there is something about Sakura you should know…"
By midnight that night, team seven was down two masked genins, and Uzumaki Naruto and Sakura were the officially formed team eleven, under the tutelage of Anko and Genma.
You should know you're not on your own
These secrets are walls that keep us alone
I don't know when but I know now
Together we'll make it through somehow
Together we'll make it through somehow
yes, i purposley didn't say the jounins names till the very last sentance. hehe.. did anyone suspect it was tsunade and jiraiya? cause thats kind of how it sounded when i was writing it, but i never really did get much of a feel for Anko's and Gemna's personalities, so my apoligies it their totally wrong. also, i get that Naruto and Sakura are totally OC, and guess what? i like it that way!
The inspiration to use Genma as one of the Sensei's came from "break away" by Dream Hime. read it, its good (though i wish there were more chapters...)
a/n. Sakura's last name is left off at the end for a reason, and its not explained how she's different, either.
cause I'm cool like that.
review if you want to, i'd appreciate the feedback.