Disclaimer: Only saying this once! I don't own Naruto.
Authors note: I've planned SO much for this story and originally this chapter was going to be five thousand words. However, I changed my mind and kept it short because if I didn't I would feel to overwhelmed and never publish it. ALSO! This is re-write of the original chapter I put on here, if you read that one you can see I pretty much dumped everything as I'm starting completely over. My updating schedule is radical and all over the place, and with collage to juggle with this might not update as frequently as you'd like, /bows/ but I'll try my best and leave updates on my profile! Thank you for reading!
CHAPTER ONE: Something new.
Wings! Sakura's eyes locked onto the mans back, Th-that man has wings! Her mother pulled, leading her through the swarm of people. She swerved her head watching the man in awe. She couldn't look away, yet no one else seemed to notice the stranger. Fascinated, her world began to fade around her, she could only see him.
The stranger moved through the crowded street with ease, maybe he's a ninja? His inky black hair seemed familiar, like Sasuke-kuns... Mebuki pulled her into a small tea shop. Sakura absentmindedly followed, quickly taking a seat at the table her mother chose; it was by the front window. Sakura still watched the man, feeling part confusion, curiosity, and fear. She didn't want to look away...not wanting to lose sight of him in the crowed. He took a seat at a dango stand across the street. His thick black wings, -were they heavy?-, shifted on his back. She-
"Sakura."
"Huh?" She blinked, turning to her mother.
"Spacing out there for a sec, hmm..." Mebuki glanced to the window and grinned, "Did you see Sasuke-kun?" Sakura felt her face flush.
"N-no!" Sakura grabbed her menu, bringing it up to her face and hiding behind it. "I'll just have the strawberry mochi!" Her grip on the thick paper tightened as her mother laughed.
"Sorry Sakura~!" Her mother peeped over the top of the menu and Sakura suddenly found the table top interesting. "What were you looking at?"
Sakura sighed, mumbling to herself, "...You won't believe me..." Her mother blinked, then she focused on her child, studying her carefully. Sakura's thumbs rubbing at the thick paper in her hands, her eyes tracing the fancy pattern on the bottom of the menu.
"Sakura." Said girl flinched, feeling her mother's piercing gaze study her. "Haruno Sakura, look at me." The pink haired child struggled to keep her head down. The atmosphere around them felt heavy, and Sakura worried she'd done something wrong. But she knew the longer she continued to ignore her mother, the angrier she would be. She doesn't want to chance that. So, ever so slowly,-putting down the menu- she looked up, peeking between her soft colored bangs.
Well, Mebuki didn't look angry. And, she was smiling, even though her green eyes looked troubled, the emotion didn't seem to be directed at her daughter. This gave Sakura the confidence to lift her chin and speak. Trying to word her words in a way that wouldn't make the situation worse, "It...it's just kinda hard to believe...Um" She fidgeted in her seat, "I'm sorry-"
Her mother's chair screeched and Sakura found a hand holding hers. Mebuki lightly squeezed her daughter's hand, "You don't have to apologize Sakura..." Her eyes softened. "I'm just...I need to know what you saw okay?" They stared at each other, Sakura relaxing at her mothers concerned expression. It's okay, I'm not in trouble. She squeezed her mother's hand before pulling hers back and into her lap. Sakura looked to her mother, and Mebuki smiled back.
Mebuki waited, and watched as her daughter directed her gaze to the shops window beside them.
Sakura searched the scenery till they locked onto glossy black wings. Nearly sighing in relief, he's still there!
"See that man over there, the one at the dango shop..." Mebuki easily spotted the man and nodded, her short blond hair gently swaying. Sakura paused, her mother didn't give any outward reaction...Sakura grew worried at how crazy her next question would sound, she clasped her small hands together, looking back at the man, and asked,"Do you see his...wings?"
Sakura waited, still staring out the window, watching as the man enjoyed his dango as if he didn't have two large feathered wings sprouting from his back! As Sakura kept on waiting, the silence dragged on her mother still not responding. Sakura couldn't help it and looked back to her mother's face.
Her mother looked to be in deep concentration. What her mother said next sent warning bells ringing inside her head.
"Sakura, we're going back home now. Okay?" Sakura's stomach dropped, What did she do!? She could only nod as her mother canceled their orders.
As they left the tea shop she threw one last glance to the winged man and was surprised to meet a pair of curious gold eyes.