For My Boys
I do not, nor have I ever claimed to own Naruto.
To be honest, I've been thinking about doing a story like this for a long time. I guess you could say I'm totally Sakura-obsessed, always have been. So of course, per usual, Sakura is going to rock. If you don't like Sakura as a lead, don't read my stories. Seriously, don't, they will drive you nuts. But if you're a total Sakura freak like me you'll get it and stick around!
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Chapter One; Team Seven
The pinkette looked down to her slip of paper for the fifth time before sipping her cup of tea again. Man she was beat. Kabuto had sucked the life out of her during the medical exams. With a sigh, she ran a hand through her long pastel locks. Hoping to calm her pounding headache. Nonstop missions lately and now this? Kami, there was only so much she could take.
Her Eighteenth birthday was a couple months away and that baka Hayate is already talking about throwing a ridiculous party, honestly, who throws a birthday party three months in advance? Well- couldn't be much worse than the time Genma had actually forgotten when her birthday was and thrown it in March instead of May… The pinkette chuckled and set aside her porcelain tea cup, standing and popping her shoulders with a grin.
Looks like she should go pick up her students.
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"Grrr! Why did we have to get the Sensei who was three hours late!? Huh?!" Naruto yelled furiously, throwing a temper tantrum for probably the fifth time today before a mischievous grin crossed his features, he walked over to the chalkboard and snagged one of the chalkiest ones, wedging it in the doorway with a snicker. "That'll teach em'."
"Naruto." Anko sighed, scratching a scab on her arm, "I am here, y'know."
"Who even are you?" He wailed to the older Jounin who had just appeared and offered to join them while they waiting for their sensei. The dark haired woman grinned and scratched the back of her head, "Well me and your sensei are old friends, just wanted to say hi." She chuckled.
"Well… whatever." Naruto shrugged, plopping down to the floor as he watched the door with anticipation, wanting to see his stupid sensei's face when he came through the door and- "OW!" The blonde whined, rubbing the back of his head with a cough as a sheen of chalky white entered his vision. Someone had hit him with an eraser.
He jumped up and whirled around, expecting it to be the stupid teme, when he caught glimpse of some pink haired lady hanging upside down in the window, looking at him with bored, evergreen eyes. She was about four or five inches taller than him and clearly a couple years older, she was still in her teens though, so not too much older. With long silvery pink hair and stark white skin. She looked so young, yet she wore a Jounin flak jacket with a pair of standard black training pants and sandals, her headband tied neatly around her thigh along with a belt hanging by just one loop full of compartments of weapons.
"Whaddid' you do that for?!" The blonde whined, trying to hide the blush dusting his cheeks.
The woman just stared blankly at him, "What? It's okay for you to hit me with erasers but I can't hit you?" she questioned, flipping elegantly and soundlessly, landing on her feet in the classroom, her eyes wandering to the dark haired woman with a sigh. "What is it, Anko?"
The raven haired woman feigned hurt, "Jeeze Sak, I just wanted to assure your little ducklings safety while you were gone!" She sighed dramatically, causing the pinkette's eyebrow to twitch in annoyance. Her lovely face clearly saying, 'leave now or I'll punch you.'
The dark haired woman raised her hands in defense with a smirk, "Hey, hey. I'm kidding. Just here to give you this." She smiled, handing Sakura a mission scroll. The Uchiha who had been watching silently felt his eyes widen a fraction at the color of the scroll, it was an S-class mission scroll and the pinkette looked at it as if it were nothing, stuffing it down into one of the holsters in her belt for later.
She wiped her gloved hands on her pants and turned to the two genin in the room, "So how about we go somewhere else? Classroom's make me sleepy." She smiled, trying to get off to a nice start with the genin she was going to be stuck with for quite some time.
"How is a kid like you supposed to be our Sensei?" The blonde blurted out.
THWACK!
The trio made their way up the Hokage monument, Naruto rubbing the swollen red lump on her forehead while Sakura examined a medical ninjutsu book she'd brought for light reading. She'd need to keep her skills well oiled now that she had kiddies to watch after, ne? Too bad the blonde haired brat had to go and piss her off, and the dark haired brat refused to say anything, just glaring off into space.
Sighing, the pinkette took a seat on a bench, motioning for the two to do the same. Sasuke didn't mind complying, he was genuinely curious as to how this woman was a Jounin captain at such a young age, the only person he'd known like that was… he pushed back the thoughts for now, clenching his fists in silence.
"So, tell me a little about yourselves." She smiled, causing the blonde to blush.
"Like what?" Naruto questioned.
The pinkette seemed to think on it for a moment, rubbing her chin in thought, "Well, your name, likes, dislikes, dreams, stuff like that."
"You first." Sasuke stated calmly.
Wow, so it talks. Sakura thought with a small smile, "Well, I'm Sakura. I like dango and reading. There isn't anything a particularly dislike and my dreams are a secret for now." She laughed, turning to the blonde, "Okay, you first."
She instantly regretted her decision to let the blonde go first, he wouldn't shut up about ramen. Kami, she didn't even know there were so many ramen-related topics. By the time he was finished talking about ramen she'd nearly fallen asleep.
"...and one day, I want to become Hokage!" Was the last thing the blonde blurted out. Sakura felt one of her eyebrows raise in curiosity, a sad look passed through her eyes for a second, but disappeared, Sasuke seemed to notice but said nothing.
"Oh? And why's that?" Sakura smiled, the sun hitting her from behind, giving off the impression that she was glowing with a warm orange light.
"Well… I want everyone in the village to respect me." He nodded, his whiskered face one of determination. Sakura smiled widely and ruffled his hair. His face lit up a bright red at the warm touch and her soft eyes.
She then turned to Sasuke. "Okay, it's your turn."
"My name is Sasuke Uchiha. There are few things I like and many things I dislike. A dream? I don't have one of those, but I do have a goal… to restore my clan and… kill a certain person." He said slowly, his onyx eyes swirling with a deep hatred that Sakura recognized instantly. A frown tugged at her lips. She'd been close friends with Itachi before… well, before he did that and now he left his little brother to suffer the consequences.
"I see." Sakura said calmly, though Naruto was now looking at Sasuke like the plague. "Looks like they stuck me with a bunch of idiots." She sighed dramatically, poking a little bit of fun at the two. Naruto reacted instantly with a loud 'Hey, who are you callin an idiot?' and Sasuke seemed to have known she was just joking around.
"well kiddies, I've got important, real ninja things to be doing. So if you two are also interested in doing real ninja things, meet me at Training ground eleven tomorrow for examinations." She laughed with a lazy wave of her hand before disappearing into a puff of smoke.
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Sakura rolled open her mission scroll, evergreen eyes scanning it carefully, once she had absorbed all the information she dropped it into her fireplace, watching the parchment carefully curl to ash. As she went to pack for her mission, her mind wandered to her team.
Naruto was certainly going to he a handful with all that energy and if he truly was the vessel for the nine tails, he may be more than a handful. Though she hoped it would never come to that. Naruto actually seemed like a sweet kid, compared to the dumb shit the villagers say about him she felt the urge to go and kick some asses but sighed and resisted it for now, she had a job to do.
And as for her other pupil… Sakura's eyes became hazy. She could sense the darkness in him, the hate. When she knew Itachi she was nearly catching up with his record for being one of the youngest ANBU members in the village, yet she'd fallen back after her father had passed away. She briefly wondered if she should send Sasuke to a ninja psychiatrist for a mental evaluation, but deemed it a bad idea. She was sure he would resent her for that, besides, he probably just needed someone to be there for him.
Sighing she threw her pack over her shoulder and with one last glance to her bed, she leapt from her window, heading for the village gates.
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