Hey this is an idea for a story. Please tell me what you think and I may continue it.

I know it's short but the following chapters will be longer k?

Naruto the hokage of the hidden leaf village stood looking out of one of the big windows of his office. He stared out over the village as he held Hinata, his soon to be wife in his arms. Sakura sat at another desk near by organizing papers.

Sakura quietly placed the last stack of papers neatly on the corner of her desk. "If that is all," she said as she stood up. Naruto barely nodded his approval. Quietly she walked out of the room and closed the door.

Sakura made it back to her apartment just as the rain began to fall. She looked around the dark immaculate living room and sighed. She tried humming to herself to renew her spirits, but it didn't help.

When she walked into her room, she saw the picture on her dresser . . . the picture of her last team. Kakashi, Naruto and her.

Sakura silently let the tears fall as she picked up the old frame. "Why?" she asked as she opened up the frame to reveal the picture behind it. The picture of her first team. Kakashi, Naruto, her . . . and Sasuke. She gently ran her fingers over Sasuke's face. "Why?" she asked again. She looked up into the black clouds pour down rain outside and let her thoughts slip back to that dark day, 3 long years ago . . .

"Why?" Naruto asked unable to keep the demon back. "WHY?" he screamed as the Kyubi's power soared through his veins. Behind him 7 tails of red chakra waved.

"Foolish Naruto," Sasuke said as he unsealed the cursed seal on his neck and his wings sprouted.

The battle continued to drag on and on. I didn't know who to root for.

Kakashi-sensei stood next to me. He was analyzing the battle and I knew that he would kill either of them if this got out of control, but I couldn't mentally bring myself to it. I turned my attention back to the attacking boys. The battle just got fiercer and fiercer.

"Why?" I finally asked myself. "Why have I let this . . . this . . . love hold me back . . . but can I really call it love? Yes I can. I love Sasuke more then anything . . . but what good will it do me. He'll never love me back."

I watched as Sasuke activated his final chidori with a slight hesitation when he saw Kakashi out of the corner of his eye. Naruto shakily tried to stand, but he was unable to maintain his chakra and fell down unconscious.

"No," I had whispered. "Don't do it!" I had screamed as I rushed forward.

I saw Sasuke twitch at the memory of his battle on the hospital roof top, but I could still see the murderous intent in his sharingan eyes.

Kakashi with his sharingan eye open, made it to the danger before me and grabbing Sasuke's wrist, swung him in a new direction, head first towards me.

"I'm so sorry," I remember whispering as his chakra ran out and the chidori died. With a chakra loaded fist, I broke his skull and back with one hit . . . an instant death.

I collapsed to my knees and would have cried for hours on hours, but I knew that Naruto needed my help. Kakashi called me over and I quickly healed Naruto to the best of my abilities, but in many areas, the Kyubi had beaten me.

"Now we have nothing to fear," Sakura thought. "Naruto nearly lost his mind when he heard of Sasuke's death, but he did remain sane and now we don't have to worry about the Akatsuki, because he hunted them down and killed them one by one. We have no reason to fear."

Sakura laid her head on her pillow and held the picture close to her chest as a fresh wave of tears spilled from her eyes. "But why do I have this knot in my heart that says the worst is yet to come . . ."